I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

"I know you sent me to run the T.A.H.I.T.I project because you trusted my judgment. But it was that judgment that told me I could no longer follow my conscience and let this test continue."

"I understand the reason you started this project is to save the seriously injured Avengers, but the side effects are too extreme!"

"We started out with great success in terms of the regenerative capacity of the host tissue, but after an initial phase of physical recovery, the physical condition of the test target began to deteriorate, showing hypergraphia, aphasia, catatonia Or just become mentally ill!"

"We don't know if it's biological, or just being aware of what happened. But the only way to possibly eliminate these side effects is to replace memory."

"Totally eliminate awareness of what you're experiencing, and even then, the results are wildly different..."

"To be direct, I suggest that the T.A.H.I.T.I project be terminated! These treatments and drugs must not be used by anyone. Because the price is too heavy..."

When Coulson on the virtual screen said the last sentence "Thank you, sir", with a "swoosh", the entire screen suddenly turned into darkness.

Sitting in front of the virtual screen, the one-eyed dragon dressed in black, S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury, fell into contemplation.

The video he just watched was sent a day ago from his faithful servant, Colson.

The content inside is the final report of the classified project "Tahiti (T.A.H.I.T.I)".

The Tahiti (T.A.H.I.T.I) project, the full name of the Project Terrestrialized Alien Host Integrative Tissue Initiative, translates as: Alien Body Tissue Terrain Application Project (Project).

This plan, long before Fury proposed the "Avengers Plan" to the World Security Council, was a high-level secret that had already been implemented.

The main part of the plan, in short, is to use this alien corpse found long ago!

During the course of the project, Fury discovered that the body fluids of this alien corpse could be able to resurrect humans.

This naturally caught his attention.

So, he asked his confidant Coulson to take charge of the project, hoping to develop a drug that can revive humans without side effects, and use it to revive important people on earth, including the Avengers.

Starting last year, the research finally came to fruition.

This drug, named "GH325", has officially entered the human testing stage!

Six Dying Aegis agents, who volunteered to be testers, were injected with this miraculous drug composed of alien organizations.

But, as Coulson said in the report video, it was fine at first, but then the health started to deteriorate and all kinds of terrible side effects started to appear.

To put it bluntly, this was not a successful research project!

At this time, Fury, who had recovered from his contemplation, pressed a button on the glass table as if he had thought of something.

A virtual communication screen jumped out again and hovered in front of him.

"Enable communication encryption protocol."

"Connect the security line, 0405."

"confirm."

After a few "drip" and "drip" sounds when connecting, a cold face of the royal sister suddenly appeared.

The woman on the screen is Fury's adjutant, Maria Hill!

"This is Hill."

"I need to come to my office now."

Hearing that, Hill on the other side of the screen seemed to be dealing with something, and several obvious gunshots reached Fury's ears through communication.

Seeing that Hill frowned slightly, he pondered for a moment before replying, "Give me thirty minutes.

"

"You have twenty minutes, over."

"Beep!" Before Hill could answer, Fury turned off the communication.

. . .

Just when nineteen and a half minutes passed, the door of the director's office suddenly sounded a crisp knock.

"Come in!"

The one who pushed in the door was naturally Hill, who couldn't be more punctual.

His medium-length brown hair was not tied up, but draped around his neck, adding a bit of feminine softness to Hill, who had always been neat and graceful.

From her navy blue Aegis uniform, you can vaguely see a little dust.

It can be seen that this high-cold royal sister may have just experienced a small battle...

"Sir, what do you have to do with me?"

"Look at this..."

After a few minutes...

After watching the video report, Hill looked at Fury on the office chair with awe, and said nothing.

"Do you think this project should continue?"

Hearing this, Hill seemed to have already had a draft, and answered directly:

"This question is completely out of consideration! You also heard what Coulson said, the side effects of this "GH325" drug are too serious to continue to be used or studied."

"So, I agree with Coulson's judgment! Terminate this plan and destroy the body to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Unsurprisingly, Hill's choice, like Coulson's, was to end the project.

Fury's face was the same as usual, like a pool of stagnant water, making people completely unable to see what he was thinking about at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Fury also made a decision.

"Termination of the Tahiti project. However, the relevant drugs and corpses will continue to be retained, and the relevant files will be classified as Level 10 secrets."

Although the project was not completely shut down, Hill couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the decision to end the plan.

"Understood. On Coulson's side..."

"Where is he now?"

"Now..." Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, Hill seemed to have thought of something, and then said, "It should be in the logistics department."

"Let him come... Now that the Tahiti project is over, we have to find something for him, don't we?"

Hearing this, Hill was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood the meaning behind Fury's words.

"I see."

. . .

At the same time, the central character of Fury and Hill's topic, Coulson is in the document processing department of the logistics department, talking with an old acquaintance...

"Wait for a rest, let's go out for a cup of coffee? It seems that we haven't had a drink for a long time. The ice American style at the corner of Fourth Avenue is a little nostalgic when I think of it..."

However, in the face of Coulson's enthusiasm, the black-haired Asian woman who was sitting at the work desk and was constantly stapling a thick stack of documents with a stapler had a stinky face and a cold tone, Answered:

"I've changed my taste now. I don't like iced American, and I like latte more."

"Isn't it? Ice American is so delicious, you actually..."

Just when the two were "talking very happily", Hill, with a cold face, walked into the office with long legs.

"Colson, Fury wants to see you!"