Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

Six and a half hours later.

Leon rubbed his forehead and returned to the lobby of the east area of ​​the institute.

Ma Wen and others immediately surrounded them.

It was already 9 o'clock in the morning on September 29th.

"Brother Leon, do you need to take a break for a while?" Little Shirley asked, holding a box.

In the box were Anne Birkin's ashes, which everyone had helped to cremate a few hours ago.

There was also some William Birkin's carbon ash mixed in it.

“No, I’m just a little upset,” Leon waved his hand.

In the past five hours.

He combined the information of the Progenitor virus with the T virus and G virus to develop a new type of virus.

When the super brain's computing power is fully utilized.

Although he did not conduct research for a long time, his results were better than those of William and others combined over decades.

The prototype of S-type virus.

This is the name he gave to the new virus.

This virus is the most contagious and lethal.

It can spread through the air, is extremely resilient, and will not lose its activity within six hours after exposure.

Once infected, he initially predicted that the patient's chance of becoming a zombie would be over 90 percent.

And it will turn into a super zombie with infinite strength and difficult to kill.

But just survive.

The infected can retain their sanity intact, gain absolute physical enhancement, and regenerative abilities.

However, in terms of the efficiency of air transmission, it is still much worse than general pneumonia infectious diseases.

The breathing, or droplets, of an infected person do not directly cause the virus to spread.

Only when the body fluids and blood of an infected person are exposed and a large amount of virus is accumulated can it spread under the action of transpiration.

But even there are still certain limitations.

As long as the effects of this virus are known to Spencer, Wesker and others.

They will surely shout that this is the ladder of human evolution and immediately begin to promote the global evolution plan.

Even at the moment when the virus was successfully synthesized, Leon could still feel the joy coming from the world consciousness.

But unfortunately he doesn't need such a virus.

What he needed was a potion that was 100% successful and could enhance the body's regenerative abilities.

After all, this is used to heal Tony's body. It would be terrible if Tony was turned into a zombie.

Considering the problem of too high probability of mutation.

Perhaps after resolving the crisis in Raccoon City, he will have to go to Europe.

I believe that after combining the properties of the Plaka parasite and the E mold.

The S virus prototype can then evolve to a more perfect state.

But before that, he might have to go back to Marvel first.

At least we have to see how different the time flow rate is between the two worlds.

Last time.

Lyon took advantage of the perfect timing.

He also took out a drop of his own blood and tried to infect Kryptonian blood with the prototype of the S virus.

Ever since he awakened his abilities, his blood, which was originally no different from that of an ordinary person, has been filled with Kryptonian factors.

In other words, it was transformed into the bloodline of Kryptonians and Earthlings fused together.

So there is nothing wrong with calling his blood Kryptonian blood.

However, the experimental results were very bad.

When the two come into contact in a container.

Krypton's blood instantly devoured the prototype of the S virus.

And it also carries with it a crazy will to reproduce.

Just a few breaths.

The Kryptonian blood that had swallowed the prototype of the S-type virus seemed to have come to life. It began to corrode the container and wanted to dissipate into the air.

If it were allowed to escape, the S virus prototype would be able to spread through the air, coupled with the extremely active Kryptonian blood.

Leon didn't dare to think about what the final outcome would be.

Anyway, at that second, the world consciousness seemed to be crazy and kept sending him emotions of fear and despair.

He can only destroy it instantly with a heat ray.

Finally, the glass container that turned into ashes on the test bench let Leon know.

He probably still has a long way to go in bloodline research.

So when he walked out of the laboratory, he rubbed his forehead in frustration.

"Bud, what are the production results and experimental results of the vaccine and serum?" Lyon turned his head and asked Bud.

He handed the syringe containing the golden S virus prototype to Jarvis and asked him to keep it.

All other traces of the S virus prototype in the laboratory were destroyed by him.

Even after walking out of the lab, he deliberately destroyed the entire room to ensure that no one would break in afterwards.

Now the only S virus concentrate is the one in his hand.

"The experiment with the G virus serum went very smoothly. At least for now, any organism that has been infected for less than five hours can be cured after being injected with the serum."

Director Bud held up the report, "The new T-virus vaccine and serum have also been produced in sufficient quantities to cover the entire Raccoon City."

"And with the help of Mr. Jarvis, we have also produced anti-virus bombs modified with the new serum. The number is over 500."

Leon nodded: "That's enough!"

“Now we can start moving forward with the citywide vaccination rollout.”

"I believe that in a few hours, Raccoon City will be able to return to its original state!"

Marvin and Elliot stood straight at this moment.

It looked like they even wanted to give a standard salute.

"Let's move the bomb right away, Mr. Lyon!" Marvin saluted and left impatiently with Elliot.

"Remember to bring Jarvis with you!"

Lyon asked Jarvis to control the armor to help.

Then he looked at Ada Wong who was leaning against the wall: "I thought you had already left. Are you not in a hurry to hand over the G virus to your boss?"

After not seeing her for a few hours, Ada seemed to have taken a shower in the institute and even changed her clothes.

At this time, she was wearing a red jacket and black slim pants, looking very stylish.

"That was my last boss." Ida put on a pair of sunglasses, "Now I find I have found a better boss."

She walked towards Lyon with her steps crossed, her waist and hips swaying in a graceful curve.

"Do you want to establish a long-term employment relationship with me, Mr. Lyon?" Ada raised her chin slightly.

The past nine hours.

She had witnessed the excellence of the big boy in front of her.

Not only does he possess unimaginable power, he also has an amazing brain, and most importantly, a heart of justice.

Such people are like the dazzling sun wherever they go.

Ada had to admit that she had a vague desire to get closer to the sun, and it would be best if she could bask in its sunshine every day.

In simple terms, she developed a strong curiosity about this man.

Ada decided to stay with Leon for a while and observe the savior found by this world consciousness.

“Is this considered a job application?” Leon raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He also thought that a free agent like Ada would not be willing to be inferior to others.

"If it's a job application, do you think you are qualified?" Ada said.

"Just barely passed. Congratulations on being accepted. Remember to call me boss from now on."

“You can raise your salary yourself.” Leon smiled happily, “Only if I can earn some legal income in this world.”

"Does that mean I'm a free employee now?" Ada raised her lips, "Or do you want to pay me with something else?"

“Sorry, we don’t pay interns in our company.” Lyon wouldn’t take the bait.

He had already been caught by Natasha as a black carp.

"Come on, Shirley, I'll carry you. It's about time we leave this place." Leon turned around and picked up Shirley.

Ada behind him was not angry. Instead, the expression on her face became more meaningful, and she followed slowly.

……

Half an hour later, everyone was ready and took the cable car back home.

After returning to the sewer, it was another difficult trek.

Only this time, Leon had Shirley on his back, Ada Wong hanging around his neck, and a bunch of wooden boxes filled with bombs in his hands.

Not only him, but Marvin and his companions also had their hands full of wooden boxes.

When they returned to the police station, the fat police officer thought that the group of people had gone to restock supplies.

At some point, there were a dozen survivors in the police station.

The survivors were extremely excited when they heard that the boxes were full of antiviral bombs and vaccines.

At this time, the old father Kendo also brought his daughter Emma to find Leon, bowing and thanking him, expressing his gratitude beyond words.

"Kendo, there's no point in saying thank you too much, just do your part when dropping the bomb later."

Leon touched little Emma's head and said, "Marvin said you are the best gunsmith here. Remember to protect yourself and your daughter."

"Then, what about me?" Shirley, who had been standing behind Leon, grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The girl held the urn with her shoulders hunched, looking a little anxious.

Shirley's appearance made Leon a little dazed.

He thought back to when he was one year old and had just regained his memory. At that time, he was as anxious as little Shirley.

Except he still had Tony, but little Shirley had nothing.

There was no one present that Shirley had known before today; they were all strangers.

The world was not kind to her at all.

But she is very brave, at least she dares to find support.

Leon bent down and touched Shirley's head again: "Okay, okay, I will protect Shirley."

Shirley suddenly laughed happily, hugged the urn and wiped away her tears while laughing.