Rise of an Empire

"Small-scale assassination raids by aliens are okay, but they are perfect targets for attacking cities and territories," Conrad said, pointing to the newly hatched aliens in the corner.

Of course, aliens can improve their abilities by parasitizing a powerful host. For example, if it can parasitize in the body of Captain America, then the resulting alien will definitely be extremely powerful, and may even produce mutant powers.

But let’s not talk about how many people in the world can reach the level of 50/50. The simplest point is how stupid a 50/50 must be to be parasitized by aliens.

Joseph raised his eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with Conrad's statement.

"The most important point" Conrad smiled and pointed to the crutch in Joseph's hand.

"Mr. Joseph controls the aliens with the scepter in his hand, right? How wide is the control range of this scepter? If you hand the scepter to someone else, how can you ensure that the other person will not have other ideas?"

Joseph really frowned at this time. What Conrad said was exactly the problem that confused him.

Although he can use the scepter to control those monsters to perform some basic actions, it will take a lot of time to completely tame them.

It took humans thousands of years to domesticate wolves into dogs. Although Joseph was considered the most powerful expert in the world, it would take at least several decades to train an interstellar killer like an alien into an obedient pet.

Joseph will be fifty years old this year. In a few decades, his body will probably be dug out and burned to ashes by the Jews.

"Besides, monsters will always be monsters. Mr. Joseph doesn't want to live with these things for the rest of his life."

As long as you are a human being, you have your own needs for life. This town was destroyed just a few days ago, so Joseph can still live comfortably here, but after a few months, he will definitely not be able to stay here anymore.

No one wants to be a savage in the jungle after getting used to modern life. What Joseph just said about building his own country is just a joke.

You want to build a country with a bunch of monsters, but this is not the Middle Ages

Although Argentina does not have a good reputation in the world, it can actually be regarded as a military power. Now it will quarrel with the United Kingdom no matter what happens. Twenty years from now, a Falklands War will break out.

Of course, although Britain has long been pulled from its position as the world's hegemon, it still won the war thanks to the shadow of its ancestors.

Going too far again

"You want to recruit me, do you know what the consequences will be if my identity is exposed?" Joseph did not immediately respond to Conrad's recruitment, but asked instead.

To be honest, after hiding in this remote mountain village for more than ten years, he was really tired of it. There was nothing here, and he looked like a backward primitive man.

"Don't worry about this, Mr. Joseph. He has some wealth in the United States and will never be discovered." Conrad smiled. If his identity was exposed, he could directly scare the other party to death. In comparison, the Angel of Death It's really no big deal.

"Can you continue to support my research?" Joseph Mengele was an authentic scientific research madman. Apart from his own life, his only remaining interest in this life was scientific research.

It's just that his scientific research is a little different from other people's research.

"Of course, but Mr. Joseph should also know that the current environment makes it impossible for you to do the research you did back then." If it weren't for the other party's black technology, Conrad wouldn't bother to come to him.

"I have basically completed all the research that requires big data analysis back then, and now I basically only need some detailed research." Joseph also knew that what he experienced back then was completely unattainable, even if he searched through the entire human race History will never encounter such an opportunity again.

"Then I really hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future." Conrad stretched out his hand and shook it with Joseph, and both parties showed a satisfied smile.

Although the operation to recruit Joseph was simple, in fact, if it were not for his status as a descendant of their empire, the Death Angel doctor would not even negotiate with them.

Besides, Joseph is not Sebastian. He does not have that big ambition. In fact, he should be an orthodox scientific researcher who can give up everything except life for his own research.

It's just a pity that this guy's research is a bit anti-human.

"Natalia Nomannova now has a new task for you in the organization." Just after handling the funeral of her husband Alexei, Natalia received instructions from the Red Room.

Every time the Red House trains a qualified agent, it takes a lot of time and resources, so for the Red House, it is a very shameful thing to waste resources.

Natalia's previous task was to keep a close eye on Alexei's every move. After all, judging from his age and status, it was absolutely possible for him to enter the highest decision-making circle of the Soviet Union within twenty years.

As a secret service agency directly subordinate to the First General Secretary, in addition to external surveillance, the Red House must also pay close attention to every move of the powerful faction internally.

It can even be said that the red house’s internal detection effect is much stronger than that of external detection.

But now

Now that Alexei is dead, the Red House will never waste a useful chess piece like Natalia.

That's why Alexei had just been buried here, and the person in charge of the red house over there directly found his widow.

"Natalia Nomannova, I am here to accept the order." Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, the burgundy-haired woman gritted her teeth and replied.

Her life is no longer her own. The orders of the Red Room cannot be betrayed. The fate of a traitor is even more terrifying than death.

"The organization has decided to send you to the evil American empire to conduct intelligence infiltration work. When you arrive in New York, someone will contact you." The person in charge threw her a new passport.

"From today on, your name is Natasha, codename Black Widow."

Natalia nodded silently. She already understood her future life the moment she received the news of her husband's death.

Sorry, Alexei

The woman who had just changed her name to Natasha apologized in her heart to her husband who had just passed away.

"By the way, there's one more thing." The person in charge looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and showed a cruel smile.

"Your previous task was to monitor senior officials, but now that you need to go out on field duty, some necessary measures still need to be taken care of."

Natasha looked at the person in charge with some confusion and didn't react for a moment.

But when she saw the operating table rolled out, her mind immediately went blank.

"No, please, no."

The black widow made a desperate plea. Unfortunately, for the red house, she was just a useful tool, and the tool's appeal would never be accepted.