Chapter 849 Nine-Headed Snake Savior
On the first day he formally came into contact with intelligent creatures in the world of Marvel 199999, Kane had a horse, an American ocean horse. 172cm, 56kg, has flesh on his body, looks thin in clothes, and does not feel uncomfortable, which is what Kane likes.
As the saying goes, one kind of rice raises all kinds of people, and the people raised in rural valleys are relatively simple. Of course, from another perspective, it can also be understood as ignorance and stubbornness, such as Annie's father.
But Kane doesn't care, it's nothing more than spending some effort and brainwashing to get it done, is it difficult?
Seeing the simple folk customs and Annie's face, Kane did not harm the town and its people, nor did he take Annie away.
Kane feels that it is best to find a way to seal up a nearly perfect sweet memory, and to continue to perform this sweet memory every time he thinks about it, but following him, it is bound to be red and black, and no good can stand this kind of It's time to spend, so it's good to keep Anne in the state of looking after her husband.
Kane also thoughtfully arranged for Annie a spare tire rider, Mark, who could never become a regular.
It’s just changing one more person’s consciousness, and the target is not a super self-conscious person like the Winter Soldier. The brainwashing process is easy and will not relapse.
Kane also gave Mark a little bit of super power, really just a little bit, the kind of Jason Bourne in [The Bourne Movie], the gene-targeted operation, all aspects have only improved by a few tenths of a percent, and the skill is enough On par with Daredevil.
In the first half of the night, he surfed the Internet, and in the second half of the night, he said goodbye to his cheap father-in-law and wife Anne. Kane took a bus to the nearest airport and took a flight to New York.
In the waiting hall of the airport, a representative of a well-known financial consortium appeared and said politely to Kane: "Your replacement documents are all here. Your private plane is already waiting." Black velvet pouch.
Kane took the bag, nodded, and said, "Remember an address and a name, and help me get a secondary credit card for her, with a monthly overdraft limit of 200,000." He reported Annie's name and address.
"Okay." The representative didn't talk much, always smiling and looking very professional.
From the Mojave Desert to New York, Kane has transformed himself into a young, wealthy and successful man, the heir of an ancient mysterious European family, and an aristocrat.
The so-called aristocrats, to some extent, just do nothing. A special wealth management fund will make money for it, and the nobles themselves can just engage in some hobbies of their own.
Rice bug? No, they have also participated in the operation of civilization, and their contributions are not small, such as various luxury consumption,
Another example is to support a lot of people who work for it. This is the power of capital, and this is the beauty of those with vested interests. Countless people feel unfair because of this, but in fact they just hate themselves for not having a good birth.
Of course, Kane’s money did not come from legitimate channels, but from crowdfunding, and the participants were death accounts from countries all over the world.
Kane is very careful, because he knows that the idea of making these money includes organizations such as Hydra.
Of course he wasn't afraid of them, he just didn't want to cause an excessive butterfly effect, which would invalidate the prophetic information he had.
The other Kanes are good at destroying history and never follow the script. He's not because he's lazy.
On arrival in New York, he stayed at the Plaza Hotel on 59th Street.
He didn't choose to live here for the 'celebrity synonym', but for the Central Park across the street.
At dinner time, a Michelin restaurant on the other side of General Plaza.
Olivia, dressed in costume, got off the luxurious Lincoln, thanked the waiter at the door with a smile, and then entered the restaurant on catwalks.
After notifying her name at the service desk, a waiter guided her to table No. 12. On the second floor, next to the window, she could see the fountain in the square, the neon lights were already on, and the view was excellent.
After going up to the second floor, Olivia took a deep breath, and put another smile on her face that took her a long time to practice. It wasn't comfortable for her to keep that smile, but it looked good and suited her face shape and features best.
She is an Australian who came to the United States to pursue her dream. Her dream is to be on the Broadway stage, but she needs food and a place to live.
"I'm compromising for my dream" This is the reason she gave herself to appear here. She thought in her heart that even if she was a bad old man, she would have to sell herself successfully, otherwise she would pay the rent of this dress , she will have to go to the relief station to find food in the second half of the month.
Then she saw Kane, a rich man with an appearance and temperament that made men and women jealous.
"Why, is it too different from what you expected?"
"Sorry, it was unexpected. Olivia Kelson."
"Clark Kane, nice to meet you." Kane said and shook Olivia's finger.
Then he rushed to the lady not far away with heavy makeup and gossip, and looked at the lady here with a smile: "Isn't it a surprise to meet netizens!?"
The lady was embarrassed at first, then shocked, and finally thoughtful, and of course she did not forget to discharge Kane throughout the process.
In fact, she's been having a blast for a while now, to the point where her sporty male partner is pretty unhappy. But so what? It's just a plaything to keep.
After taking his seat, Kane raised his hand, and the waiter came over. Kane said, "Faster, I'm going to faint from hunger."
The waiter nodded with a smile, stood a little farther away and used a throat microphone to notify the kitchen.
Kane whispered to Olivia: "That person has been discharging, I am worried that staying too long will cause water and electrolyte disorders."
Olivia's smile seemed much more real. Although a little frivolous, at least it made her feel relaxed.
Then focus on enjoying the food. Here is not an order, but the chef makes dishes according to the faces of the diners after observation. It sounds a little magical, and many people are willing to try it. In fact, to a considerable extent, it is more of a gimmick to make use of efficient information collection, and then match it with food according to its preferences.
But the food was really good, refined and tasty. Even the amount is well grasped, so that people will not feel that they are not full, and at the same time, it is guaranteed that the front, middle and back meals can be enjoyed without being overwhelmed.
I ate Olivia's living expenses for a year in one meal, and then went back to the hotel to have sex.
The straightforwardness made Olivia feel embarrassed, but she still complied. Just looking at Kane's appearance and weapons, she would not feel disadvantaged if she didn't make a penny. The best male god is not covered.
It may be that rich people have some eccentricities. After having sex, Kane actually proposed to take a walk. Olivia actually wanted to have a good sleep, but she didn't forget that she was here to serve people, not to enjoy.
Then she found that Kane was more thoughtful than she had imagined, the clothes were prepared from inside to outside, the unexpected fit was luxurious and restrained.
So she went out for a walk with Kane.
There had just been a light shower, and the air was fresh and cool, but it didn't make people feel too cold, and it felt pretty good. The two walked into Central Park, chatting with each other.
"Why do you like being an actor?"
Olivia was taken aback.
"Why, is this question too personal?"
"No, I just didn't expect you to know that I'm a stage actor."
"It can be seen from some details, the flexibility of the limbs, the condition of muscle training, and the feet. I have practiced ballet and suffered a lot."
"The observation skills are really keen."
"Occupational habits."
"Oh, mind telling me?"
"In fact, it's nothing. Discovering, investigating, and investing in other people's good ideas sometimes fail due to insufficient execution, but most of the time they make money, so they are crowned as successful, but in fact they are Relying on the occupation and exploitation of capital. The difference is that the food is not so ugly compared with some of its peers.”…
Kane's seemingly frankness unknowingly affected Olivia, allowing her to gradually let go of her heart and talk about her dreams. It originated from a kind of greed, wanting to experience different life roles, and later, it turned into acting to taste the taste of life that is basically impossible to taste in reality.
"Do you think I'm superficial? Pursuing the illusion of vanity."
"Everyone has the right to dream, and it is a respectable thing to work hard to realize the dream. Seriously speaking, you are cleaner than me. You didn't steal, you didn't rob, you just sold."
"When you say that, it makes me feel a little ashamed."
"Hurt by the word 'sell'?"
"No, I was hurt by your self-deprecation, a person as good as you..."
Kane continued: "I will still engage in disgraceful careers. Many of my colleagues like to dress themselves as an indispensable member of social functions, such as financiers, entrepreneurs, etc., but they all omit The fact that they are, above all, qualified, even extremely greedy, exploiters.”
"It sounds like you hate this."
"No, I'm just mocking this kind of hypocrisy. The whole people are one, so I don't know when it started, being rich, enjoying the front and rear, having good clothes and good food, and going to high-end clubs are linked to concepts such as being tall and well-educated. This is a kind of recognition, it is admiration and admiration for despicableness."
"...sounds heavy and depressing."
"Yeah, so I sometimes wonder, should I try a civilization purification?"
"Huh?" Olivia suddenly trembled. Kane said it very calmly, but for some reason, it made her shudder.
"While talking, I become raving. I am a bit paranoid, and I need physical therapy in the interval. This may make you feel more psychologically balanced. This person is finally flawed." Kane used self-deprecation to talk about the topic again. pulled back.
But in fact, he was indeed considering whether to have a great purification of civilization. He was born out of black Kane, and this blackness is naturally not just talk.
"Ah, the person I have an appointment with is already waiting." Kane, who was walking on the tree-lined path, said suddenly.
Olivia followed Kane's line of sight, and saw a man dressed for night running and wearing a dark gray fleece jacket sitting on a chair under the light of the not-so-bright spherical street lights in the park. , with legs crossed, his face was obscured by the hood, and it was unknown how Kane identified it.
"Wait here for me, okay? Just a few minutes."
"Oh, okay, I'm fine." Olivia replied quickly. She was actually a little curious and a little suspicious.
Meeting in the park so late, and the interviewer dressed in this way, combined with Kane's words, there is always a sense of foreboding. It doesn't seem like a good thing, but she is reluctant to let Kane go, not only because Kane is rich.
Kane walked over, sat next to the man in the hood, and said: "Your father was a member of the 101st Airborne Division and fought for freedom, but you think freedom is not suitable for the public, but should be held at the leader's level. What is the original reason for such divergence? Rebellion? And then? Did you see too much 'truth', completely agree with this theory, or regard it as a tool to reach the pinnacle of power? Alexander Pierce .”
Pierce did not answer Kane's question, but said: "You said, you will tell me your identity, and now, here I am."
"Stingy!" Kane sneered disdainfully: "So eager to control the situation, step on me, and then ask why I know you and Hydra so well? I even know clearly that you have just Launched the 'Insight Project'?"
"I have to say, Pierce, your vision is still too narrow. I understand that people are poor and short-sighted, or if you think you are down-to-earth, your vision can only wander in this small circle. I am a little disappointed. I originally hoped that you Your vision can be broader, after all, you are already the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and you should have heard a little bit about Asgard, Kree, Skrull, and even Chitauri, but you still only want to be in this Make some noise on the remote little planet first."
"Hmph!" Pierce snorted in disapproval.
"I know what you want to say. You want to say that it is because you know this that you are eager to realize the concept of Hydra, let the world surrender under the feet of Hydra, cancel national borders, global unity, gather strength, and then talk to aliens People PK."
This time, Pierce was surprised because he found that Kane was his bosom friend. That's how he expressed his pursuit and ideal.
Yes, everything is changing, and Hydra's core philosophy is not static. In other words, any organization with the nature of MLM brainwashing has a lofty ideal as a gimmick.
This gimmick is the threshold of brainwashing and the core idea. Then comes the specific content. In a simple sentence: the goal is lofty, the process is tortuous, and this is where the glory of hard work lies. For the ideal, there is no hesitation, even sacrifice.
Up to now, Hydra has seldom mentioned the supreme leader who existed before the recognized history of human civilization and was exiled to alien planets because he was too strong. Only a small group of ancient conservatives still insist on them. The 'Far Star Project'.
For modern people, the concept of asking an alien to come back to be a father regardless of life or death is too low and not attractive at all.
Pierce upholds this theory. Even if he doesn't agree with this theory, he can still imagine that once successful, the minister of the dragon will be a manager and a master, and then money, women, and material comforts will all come.
In addition, Hydra parasitizes the bodies of various countries, sucks a lot of blood, has money, and has technology, so it attracts some careerists, opportunists, and people who eat violence to join the group.
"Your idea is good, but it's just a thought, and it doesn't have the value of realization. The reason is very simple, your cheats are not big enough. I can understand what you said, but your strength is not enough, and the highest is nothing more than a mortal It’s just a mass production of some miscellaneous fish, no matter how good the plan is, it will be smashed to pieces in the face of absolute power.”
Pierce said in a deep voice: "Then who are you? A mutant, an alien (derived from the experiment of the Kree)? Or something else?"
"I am the master, and my background is beyond your knowledge. In my eyes, the number of this universe is 199999. In other parallel universes, even Hydra's career peak period (World War II, Red Skull, Baron Citric) , Baron Zemo exist at the same time), they all want to hug my thigh, because my philosophy coincides with Hydra, and can fill the embarrassing situation that Hydra has no strong man. Of course, in my eyes, Hydra Snakeheads are just mobs, not worth the effort to keep and support them."
"The reason why I'm talking nonsense to you here is because I, as a part of the master, have just arrived, and I'm a little lazy, and I don't want to build a direct line of troops. So Hydra's chance has come. Your chance has come, of course, you have to It depends on your performance. If you perform well, you will be free here, if not, you will be a puppet." Kane pointed to Pierce's head.
Kane stood up and pointed at Pierce. The movement was slow. Pierce instinctively wanted to resist, but in the end, he could only watch as Kane pointed at his heart, and then felt a rush of heat. Follow the fingers into his heart.
Next, he felt that what his heart was pumping was no longer blood, but magma, which spread along the blood vessels to his whole body. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound at all. He wanted to move, but he couldn't even blink.
Just when he thought he was going to be burned alive, the burning and tearing pain stopped. Then there is an indescribable sense of power, and a sense of extreme pleasure that has never been experienced before.
Together with the power, there is also information, which seems to be wrapped in the power he injected into his body, and when the power unfolds, the information also opens.
The information let him know what had happened to him and what he could do with his newfound power. In addition, there are some cutting-edge knowledge, some are complete, some are only partial, but there is no doubt that any one of them will be earth-shattering and profoundly change civilization and the world structure. The most rare thing is that these technologies are closely connected with modern human technology, and there is basically no difficulty in realizing them.
At this time, Kane's words came to mind: "Hydra has been looking for mythical weapons, vampire DNA, werewolf genes, and other artifacts. Now you should know that it's all about seeking fish from a tree. Good. Do it, Pierce, don't do those unethical tricks anymore. Beating a lion with a leather whip will only make it angry or even crazy. Let it settle down for a few years. After all, from now on, except for violent death, your lifespan is endless, even you Your lover, your regrets, there is also a chance to redeem or make up for it."
When Kane said this, he had already left Pierce and walked in the direction of Ovelia: "Whether it is false or sincere, I agree with your philosophy more. Citric and Zemo are not allowed to Let them develop on their own, I want to see what tricks they can play. Zola can be your think tank, and the Viper (Madame Hydra) can cooperate with you in acting. Oh, and, tell Zola that the Red Skull has a mission and leave him alone. In the end, no one knows who I am except you, remember that."
After Kane left, Alexander Pierce sat on the bench for a long time.
The power was obtained too easily and too powerfully, which made him feel unreal.
Compared to suddenly having a 'father', he felt that he had gained too much.
To put it simply, with what he got, he can be sure that this new father has a big picture. The earth and human beings are nothing to him at all. Disposable.
Instead of calling himself a god, Kane gave Pierce a high look. Master, this word is chewed carefully, full of authority, unfathomable...
"Director, Chief! Are you all right?"
Pierce woke up from his reverie and glanced at the other party. It was his subordinate, Brock Rumlow, the captain of the S.H.I.E.L.D.
Marvel 199999’s Crossbones is a small man, not a 193CM, 132KG big man, but the character design of his Hydra’s first professional brother has not collapsed. Now that Pierce is popular in the Hydra organization, Crossbones is naturally Became his right-hand man, his boss.
"I'm fine, better than ever," Pierce said with a smile.
"Director, I was in a trance for a few minutes just now, and the rest of us are the same, I suspect..."
Pierce waved his hand, "I know, don't worry."
"Director, the time has passed, do we have to wait?"
The words of Crossbones made Pierce realize that Kane had erased some memories by making Crossbones and the others trance. As guards, they were secretly guarding around him. Not mentioned, apparently erased.
"No need to wait, tell your subordinates that I am satisfied with the team's performance in this crisis response test. Let's go, let's go back to the headquarters."
The headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. at this time was the Trident Building on the Potomac River Island in Washington, D.C., not far from landmarks such as Capitol Hill, the Lincoln Memorial, and the Liberty Monument.
Pierce went back on a Quinjet plane.
During this period of time, Quintessential has not yet mass-produced, but all models have been finalized. At present, the "Insight Project" has just taken shape, but the driving force is insufficient. It will not be until the Chitauri people use the Rubik's Cube to open a wormhole to trigger the Battle of New York. The International Security Council will be deeply moved and spend huge sums of money to promote the plan. will be mass-produced.
Back at the Trident Building, Pierce asked Crossbones to settle down first, and then went to the secret base with him.
An hour later, Pierce was at the secret base. In front of him were the backbone of his subordinates, including Crossbones, Captain Jack Rawlins of the SHIELD Security Force, Senior Agent Sitwell, and Carlos, the director of the Secret Research Department. , and behind him is the training tank of Bucky the Winter Soldier that has been thawing.
"Everyone, tonight is a night that is destined to be included in the memorabilia of Hydra and even the history of human civilization. You are all my assistants, you will gain strength, and you will have the opportunity to write your own legendary stories. Honor yourself, and honor Hydra."
As soon as Pierce raised his arms, his hands turned into four tentacles, which pierced into the private heart respectively. The movements were too fast, and the four of them had no time to react.
Then came the convulsions, and the wailing of pain.
After a while, the wailing died down, and the four of them knelt and crawled on the ground panting, but soon, they began to feel the vigorous power in their bodies in amazement, and the black and purple light squirmed under their skin, a bit like an extremis virus attack, But it looks even more terrifying and strange. Their pupils spread out, almost occupying the entire iris, leaving only the outermost circle, which emits purple light, like a halo, making the eyes look very unique.
"Hoo! Hoo!" Smoke was blowing from their mouths, like toner, black.
"I'm sorry, my control is still a bit lacking." Pierce apologized on the surface, but his voice and expression were obviously smug.
After a few minutes, the four of them basically returned to normal, except that the purple electric current flashed occasionally in their eyes.
"Strength, you can taste it for yourself. What I want to emphasize here is loyalty, Heil Hydra!" Pierce finally shouted.
The four "Heil Hydra" raised their arms high and shouted in unison...