The Dimension Comes to Marvel

"Man-eating creature?"

Colson was stunned for a moment and confirmed: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"But their body structures are similar, they just have some genetic mutations."

"Compared with humans, mutants just have more X genes, but are they humans?"

"Yes, they are human beings." Coulson said decisively.

"Yes, they are human beings."

Gu Yuan agreed with Colson's point of view.

"Except for their extraordinary abilities, their way of thinking, social habits...everything is different from humans. But ghouls are different."

"Ghoul?"

"That's what that kind of humanoid creature is called."

"How are they different?"

"They can't eat human food."

Looking at the curious Colson, Gu Yuan explained: "It's not a special eating habit, but just like when humans see things like dirt, gasoline, cement... they not only have no appetite, but also can't swallow it. Even if they swallow it forcefully,

, it will only damage the physical condition. They can only eat people."

"Shit!"

Coulson couldn't help but cursed and continued to ask: "How many ghouls are there?"

"have no idea."

"This is too bad."

Coulson took out his cell phone and called Fury.

The call was quickly connected, and a steady voice came from the other end.

"I'm Fury, what's the matter?"

"Fury, the super soldier plan needs to stop."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then a steady voice continued, "...Why?"

"The superhuman corpse I brought back yesterday is not human, but a creature with cannibalistic habits."

"What!?"

Three curved wing building.

Fury suddenly stood up from his office chair and looked up at the projection screen on the wall. The cleaner was cleaning the research room where the surgery had just been performed.

"It's too late, the operation is over."

Colson was silent for a while and replied: "...That's it!"

"Are there any side effects?"

"Remember what the professor said yesterday?"

"Transplant the ghoul's organs into the human body to give it the same power."

"Will you also inherit the habit of cannibalism?"

"That's right."

The office door was pushed open, and Hill hurriedly walked in, "Fury, the six soldiers who have undergone transformation have no appetite for all food."

"Fuck Fuck!"

Fury couldn't help but burst out, picked up the phone and said: "Unfortunately, you were right. I'm going to check out the specific situation now."

After saying that, Fury hung up the phone and rushed to the super soldier's nursing room with Hill.

…

"Ding! Shock points +100!"

"Ding! Shock points +100!"

"Ding! Shock points +36"

"Ding! Shock point +18"

"Ding! Shocked..."

Listening to the series of system prompts in his mind, Gu Yuan felt relieved.

But Coulson was not in such a good mood.

He seemed bored, unbuttoned his chest, and walked back and forth in front of the counter.

Not just a super soldier program.

There is also a question about ghouls.

Previously, he had always believed that cannibalism cases were criminal cases committed by one or more genetic mutants with special perverted habits. As long as those few people with perverted habits were caught, the problem could be solved.

But now...the case of the perverted ogre has turned into an ecological conflict between the two groups.

The enemy becomes an ethnic group.

Although there have been only three to four hundred people missing in Hell's Kitchen for most of the year, it is not clear how much a ghoul eats, nor is it clear whether the missing people around the world are related to ghouls.

Therefore it is impossible to estimate the number of enemies

This is a racial crisis!

"Ding! Shock points +100!"

Seeing the hundred shock points contributed by Colson, Gu Yuan felt even happier, but he pretended to be impatient, "Don't dawdle in front of me, your head will be dizzy."

.”

"Feel sorry."

Coulson stopped.

While apologizing, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "How do you know this?"

Ghouls are not low-level animals, and it is impossible to observe and understand their habits. Gu Yuan knows so much, he must have had a deep interaction with ghouls.

Colson stared at Gu Yuan's face closely, waiting for his answer.

"I knew you would ask this question."

Gu Yuan slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, and started to smoke slowly.

He is not a heavy smoker.

He was just used to lighting up a cigarette when he was thinking about problems. The strong nicotine flavor could help him concentrate better.

After all, the next lie is to deceive a seasoned agent who has been in the industry for more than ten years or more.

The slightest flaw in your words will be seen through.

"...I have a friend who is a ghoul."

After a moment of silence, Gu Yuan held the cigarette in his hand, blew out the smoke, and said this surprising answer.

Coulson was obviously stunned for a moment and asked: "Don't they feed on humans?"

"I understand what you mean."

Gu Yuan flicked the ashes of his cigarette, put it in his mouth, took a puff, and continued: "But except for the way ghouls eat, they are no different from humans."

"They have an extra organ in their body."

"That's Hebao, and it's also their predatory organ."

"Is your name He Bao?"

"That's right." Gu Yuan nodded, "But I'm not referring to the physical structure, but to their social phenomena."

"They have the same emotions, social interactions and thinking patterns as humans. Even if there are some crazy guys, they have become like that after experiencing a lot of human thinking."

“It’s incredible!”

Colson exclaimed.

"Ding! Shock points +60!"

It seems that this news can only surprise him.

Gu Yuan's mind was spinning, but the expression on his face did not change, "I met that ghoul by chance, and eventually we became friends, and then I killed her."

"Why?"

"Because she had human friends, she could no longer regard humans as food, and eventually she starved to death."

"...It's really hard to put into words."

After being silent for a while, Colson breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if he wanted to let go of the depression in his heart.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and immediately added: "I mean, please have my condolences."

"nothing."

Gu Yuan took a deep drag on his cigarette, stuffed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and sighed: "It's been so long, and these things have been taken lightly."

Colson didn't answer.

He still felt a hint of sadness from the other party's words, although the other party tried his best to hide it.

But he still noticed it.

"In fact..."

Halfway through his words, Gu Yuan looked hesitant.

"Is there anything inconvenient?"

"No, mainly because I'm not sure either."

"If you believe me, come and listen, maybe I can give you some advice. You know, the Three Stooges are better than Einstein."

"He is better than Zhuge Liang."

"I'm sorry, although I made up some temporary knowledge about the East last night, but... you know."

"Um."