Biochemical Madmen In the Marvel Universe

It took a lot of time to explain to Marcy.

It is because Noah has been doing biological research mysteriously, so he reluctantly fooled the past.

"That's good."

Marcie breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that her son would have any connection with the legendary demon.

That's good?

Noah frowned imperceptibly.

Although it was a good thing that Marcy accepted it, he always felt that something was weird.

Beard was on the side, and said with some concern:

"It won't be any trouble.

You should have called the police instead of dealing with these issues yourself. "

Noah smiled wryly.

"It's not that simple, this is Hell's Kitchen."

Beard also sighed silently when he heard it.

That's right, this is Hell's Kitchen, and dead people happen almost every day.

Before a person disappears for 48 hours, the police will not be dispatched easily, unless you have a special background.

And that group of people obviously knew this, and they only gave them a total of less than twelve hours.

"Let's get out of here quickly, it may cause trouble after a long time."

Hearing what Noah said, the expressions of the two became serious.

"That's right, let's go now."

After finishing speaking, the three hurriedly left the abandoned car recycling yard.

Not long after the three left.

The black swarm of insects gushed out again, and once the black tide passed, there were no traces of corpses in the open space, leaving only a few puddles of blood seeping into the soil.

Back home, after Noah comforted the two of them to rest, they came to the basement.

This is where he does his research.

What happened today was beyond his original plan, so he had to change his plan.

Turn on the system, and a simple panel appears.

Noah Allen

Energy: 35 units.

Cell source: 80 units

Current research target: T virus

Current research progress: 3%

Targets that can be modulated: Level 0 Life Corpse Worm [1 unit of energy is required for every 100 modulations], time required for modulation [3 seconds], detailed description, none

This is the golden finger that he came to this world to hold himself close to.

As the name suggests, what this system does is research.

The T virus was extracted from the cell source by him.

The specific principle is unknown, but it is probably that the system can be replaced by the source of cells, and different genes can be obtained from other worlds.

After turning on the system, he smoked an unknown number of times, but the only thing of value was the T virus.

Other than that, even if it's useful, it's not that big of a deal.

Basically normal biological cells.

To put it bluntly, this system can only provide him with convenience, but it cannot allow him to reach the sky in one step.

It is precisely because of this that Noah can use it with peace of mind.

If there really is a golden finger that allows him to ascend to the sky in one step, he still has to worry about whether it will be a conspiracy by some big boss.

Cough, of course, this is just his words and resentment to comfort himself.

After a while, a few shiny black corpse insects came out from nowhere, and put a few small pieces of flesh and blood in front of him.

Noah's face was solemn but indifferent.

These flesh and blood belonged to those gangsters.

With his right hand resting on top, he muttered silently in his heart.

"conversion"

In the next instant, the flesh and blood disappeared.

At the same time, the number at the cell source changed to 382 units.

A look of surprise appeared on Noah's face.

Every life is a unique individual, so everyone can provide him with a source of cells.

But because there is not much difference in the same creature, the value is similar, just like human beings, normally it is 100 units

I don't know which guy it is, but it is 2 units higher than the other two.

Unfortunately, this is destined to be an eternal mystery.

Otherwise, you can study it.

The three people who kidnapped their parents belonged to a small gang called the Black Rat Gang.

As far as he knew, there were five other people besides the three who did the fighting.

He didn't think the rest of them had the guts to retaliate, but he didn't want to bet the lives of his whole family on the other party's non-retaliation.

That being the case, act first!

Noah closed his eyes, and countless light spots immediately appeared in his mind.

He knew that these were the corpse-eating bugs he had created.

"Go, kill all the dregs of those gangsters, leave no one behind!"

The originally quiet spot of light suddenly became agitated, sending out chaotic thought fluctuations, and then quickly dispersed.

Noah opened his eyes and sighed.

The intelligence of the corpse worms is too low. Although they are absolutely loyal to him because they are made by the system, it is tantamount to wishful thinking to make them perform such complicated operations.

Forget it, let's go by ourselves.

That night, Noah, with a hood on his head, found the Black Rat gang lair.

Fortunately, all five of them were there.

"Boy, get out of here, this is not a place for you!"

One of them yelled at Noah in disgust.

The boss took people to get money before, but he hasn't come back yet, so they feel a little uneasy.

Now a guy with no eyesight came over, giving him the urge to kill.

Noah stared at the five people who came over, showing a kind smile.

Kind like a big boy next door.

Then, the Kuroshio surged.

After a while, only a few puddles of untreated blood remained.

Black Rat Gang, exterminate!

A few more people were killed.

Maybe because he didn't do it himself, or because he had already killed someone, Noah didn't feel anything in his heart.

Holding a small stack of banknotes in his hand, he curled his lips in disdain.

"It's less than three hundred dollars in the hands of five people, poor ghost."

But this harvest also gave him some other ideas.

Yes, the Black Rat Gang is poor.

But they are not even serious gangsters.

Gangsters like Jin Bing, more than half of the crimes in Hell's Kitchen may be related to them. Such a person cannot be poor.

Even if Jin is not easy to deal with, there may not be many other things in Hell's Kitchen, but there are definitely many gangsters.

While thinking about it, Noah felt that he had found a way to get rich.

The system is not powerful, relying on the research progress of the system alone, I can only be a salted fish in this life.

But if there is a biochemical company, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort if it finds some good talents to assist in system research.

And with the company, there will be a source of income. It just so happens that I have the T virus now, and when the time comes to get a tyrant out, it is simply a perfect biochemical weapon.

At that time, the energy will be available, the cell source will be easy to obtain, and the future will be bright.

Noah's eyes became brighter and brighter.

How about the name of the company, just 'Umbrella'.

After a while, Noah suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Now is not the time to get excited, let alone 'Umbrella', I can't even afford a slightly more expensive instrument now.

Meals have to be eaten bite by bite, and money has to be earned bit by bit.

The first bucket of gold starts with the gangsters!

For the next few days, Noah wandered around Hell's Kitchen every night.

Although there are many gangsters in Hell's Kitchen, not all gangsters can move.

First of all, the gangs related to Jin Bing and other gangsters are not what he can covet, even if they are the richest.

And those poor ghosts can't move.

He just wants the first pot of gold, not messing up the days of Hell's Kitchen.

If things get too big, it's not good to attract the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Even if he acted so carefully, in just one week, Hell's Kitchen was still in chaos.

In a few days, three gangsters were wiped out.

Apart from bloodstains, there was not even a bit of flesh on the scene. This situation was enough to make all the gangsters worry about whether they would be the next unlucky one.

At the same time, a document was delivered to Phil Coulson's desk.

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