The Death Knell

Casillas was not angered by Seth. When Deathstroke and the two saw him, he was wearing a black hooded cloak and feeding alien creatures in the laboratory.

Throw the cloned corpses that have produced T virus antibodies into the compartment, and then observe the parasitic process of the facehugger.

The cloning equipment that Su Ming seized from Earth-802 Johnnys had been sent to Xiaoka a long time ago. Not only had he completed the debugging, it seemed to have been used.

"Grandmaster."

Casillas, who had received the teleportation reminder, stood next to the experimental equipment, licked his chapped lips, and bent down to salute the Supreme Mage.

Su Ming waved his hand to signal him to get up and speak, and then looked at the corpse in the tempered glass room. There was a bulge moving back and forth on the chest and abdomen of the corpse.

"How was the experiment?"

"It's going pretty well. We should soon have a new cannon fodder unit. Not only do they carry controllable zombie viruses, but they also have super reproductive and parasitic abilities. They just lack intelligence, but domestication should be able to make up for it. For one thing, they'll be much more useful than tanks."

"Don't work too hard. After all, beasts are just cannon fodder units. They die in place of human soldiers. The key is to reduce production costs, not to make them stronger. Also, you must be extra careful in biological research. I don't I hope that one day I will be able to eat melons on my own head.”

After Deathstroke gave the guidance, he visited the laboratory with his hands behind his back. The environment here was indeed a bit eerie, like a snake's lair:

"Speaking of eating, has Seth ever contacted you? Or sent you a cuckold or something?"

Casillas smiled and shook his head. He seemed very sensible:

"No, Master. It's true that I borrowed Seth's power, but it doesn't mean that I can only use its power in the future. Don't sign any arbitrary contracts. This is what you taught me before."

"Very good, just remember this." Deathstroke led Gwen to the door, and placed some gift bags brought back from other worlds beside the door, such as the flesh and blood of the heirs: "Set may have something to do recently. If you get mad, just be careful, I'll go out to walk around the city first, and you can continue working."

Xiao Ka saluted and the metal explosion-proof door slammed shut behind the two of them. Su Ming and Gwen passed through the laboratory and headed to the city outside the castle.

In the earliest days, this place was still a tribe of primitive people who worshiped Deadpool's feces, but now it is a small town full of warmth. Not only is it equipped with everything modern, but many high-tech equipment that are not available in the outside world are here for people to experiment on.

For example, after Deathstroke came back, he successfully reversed the technology and mass-produced hover cars, human implants, portable terminals, fully bionic prosthetics, etc. It was always necessary to see whether they were suitable for humans before they could be released on a large scale.

The Savage Land was once a testing ground and zoo for aliens, and now it's Deathstroke's.

The natives living here have been assimilated and are infinitely loyal to Deathstroke, just like the brainwashed people who worshiped Sorus crazily.

But the difference is that those people who were named Liu Neng, Zhao Si, Guang Kun, and Yong Qiang by the death knell are now living very happily. They each have their own big families. As long as they work hard, they will be rewarded.

"Why do you have aliens here..." Gwen rubbed her arm as she walked. That kind of thing can be said to be the shadow of childhood, especially the slimy, multi-layered mouth.

Deathstroke, who was walking aside and leading the way, smiled and nodded to the people greeting and saluting by the roadside:

"Strictly speaking, it's not the kind of alien you know. It's just another insect that looks similar to an alien. Besides, I didn't create these cannon fodder creatures to deal with humans, but to deal with unnatural disasters. Four kings."

"Four Heavenly Kings?" Gwen blinked, showing a studious expression.

This is not a secret. Of course, the Supreme Mage will not hide anything. He pointed his fingers and said to her: "They are elemental creatures, omnic crisis, alien bugs, gods and demons, and the undead army."

"These are five kinds." The girl turned into a black question mark face.

"Is it common sense that there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings?" Deathstroke asked matter-of-factly, his expression even more confused than Gwen's: "Don't worry about those details, anyway, I will take you to Mary's farm, and you can see how the environment is. So, do you want to live here?"

Waiter Gwen was speechless. She could only kick the pebbles on the roadside to vent her anger, and said:

"I do know Martha who lives on the farm. Who is Mary?"

"Captain Marvel's mother, Carol, the former captain of the Queen's Guards of the Kree Empire." Deathstroke pointed to the farm not far away.

There were fields and livestock stalls there, and a tractor with its hood open could be heard on the roadside at the door.

There were faint screams in the air.

"What on earth have you done with this single universe? Why is she here? Then aren't the comics I read before time travel useless?"

Gwen started scratching her head. She had no idea how Carol, the ultimate female boxing spokesperson, could get along so well with a control freak like Deathstroke.

How can this be said? I can only say that the Carol of 40K Earth is different from the one of 616.

"Even if you were placed in Universe 616, you wouldn't dare to use the information you read in the comics directly. No matter what, seeing is believing, so it's more or less the same."

The two of them chatted about time-travelers and arrived at the farm gate together.

Although there is definitely no one who lives here to send letters, there is a mailbox at the door of the small fence with the Danvers family's surname written on it, which seems to be the case.

When you push open the small fence gate, the wood creaks, and the smell of green grass blows into your face. Farm life is indeed pleasant as long as you don't work.

Su Ming did not go toward the two-story hut, but went straight to the cowshed behind the barn, because from the analysis of the screams, it was definitely Mary training Xiao Qiao again.

In fact, according to Deathstroke's idea, if you can't master it after practicing for so many years, then forget it, maybe you don't have that talent.

It's a pity that Xiao Qiao has such a sister. The existence of Carol proves that the talent of Kerry blood can be inherited, which is why Mary would let her son wander on the edge of life and death again and again.

Just like the last time she came, Carol was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, sitting on the haystack with a smile, while Mary was beating her son in the big hole dug.

"Hey Carol, do you have the day off?"

"Slade, hey, why didn't you call first?" Carol glanced at Gwen, glanced at her airport, and then smiled, with an inexplicable victory smile on her face: "I Mom kept asking me why I didn’t invite you to play, and said we could take Xiao Qiao out to hunt dinosaurs.”

"Hi, Mary, good morning." Su Ming waved to say hello to the woman in the pit, then sat down next to Carol, took out a beer to drink, then patted the haystack beside him to ask Gwen to sit down, and then said to Carol Said: "I have been busy before, how is the matter with Tianjian Bureau?"

Captain Marvel scratched her face, and she adjusted the cowboy hat on her head:

"The Air Force has already started construction, but the establishment of the space station is estimated to take one or two years. I can help move things, but I am not an architect. By the way, those people you recommended to me before are indeed very skilled. They seem to know Like many aliens?"

Those people were referring to the bionic men in black agents. Su Ming had previously obtained the memories and cells of the men in black, and created a batch of bionics in New London, preparing to use US Air Force chickens to hatch eggs.

The Heavenly Sword Bureau, or the Deathstroke Heavenly Sword Bureau, is pretty much the same.

Now that we have cloning technology, maybe those bionic people will be replaced soon. Fortunately, there will be no waste. The bionic black people can also go to Contracia to maintain law and order as policemen. It is not too bad to always let the Space Marines be responsible for security. good.

"Of course the person I gave you is an elite. Can I still cheat you?"

The good Samaritan Su Ming smiled and toasted with Carol with a wine bottle, watching Xiao Qiao being knocked up and hit the ceiling and then fell back into the pit:

"One more thing. I'm going to launch a new science-side earth barrier recently, called the A-Net. When activated, it will look like a super-large energy cage. Let me tell you in advance, don't make a fuss then."

Carol blinked and nodded: "In this way, with the dual protection of magic and technology, are we completely safe?"

"I can't tell. I guess if someone flies to the earth with his body, there's probably no way he can stop it. But at least it's safer than before, which is progress, right?"

Deathstroke spread his hands and said that he didn't dare to guarantee anything. Nothing in the Marvel universe can be 100% certain:

"Let's get down to business. I'm looking for a house for the little girl next to me. Is there any suitable place near your home?"