Marvel’s Superman

Chapter 121: The Birth of the Snake Shield, the First Talker

eternal life?

Want to get rid of the fragile body and gain spiritual longevity!

Luke froze for a moment, his eyes flickering.

No wonder Dr. Zola would later choose to upload consciousness to computer storage, in the form of a digitized life, as a ghostly being.

It turned out to be a foreshadowing!

Think of the 200,000-foot-long database in the basement nearly a century later, that's Dr. Zola's "body".

"Honestly, as a scientist, you shouldn't believe in such false promises. Immortality, a maddening fantasy."

The Major General let out a sneering contemptuous laugh, not believing this.

Any religion will give a layer of false hope that seems good.

For example, the soul enters the kingdom of heaven and enjoys the illumination of the Holy Light.

Or a river full of milk and honey, seventy-two beautiful and pure maidens.

Hydra is no exception.

"Immortal life, has anyone done it since ancient times?"

Luke asked back with a smile.

If you have to talk about the possible immortals on earth, it is probably yourself.

Luke clearly remembers that in Superman's independent story, the other side lived to the death of the universe, and then restarted a new cycle.

There are many similar examples.

For example, in "DC Millions", Superman spent 84,300 years in the sun to become Golden Superman.

There is also "Tomorrow" in which Superman visits Earth five billion years later to witness the end.

Time and life, for a Kryptonian who continues to grow and make breakthroughs, may be just a series of numbers, no big deal.

If it can be visualized, Luke believes that every minute and every second, the top of his head is beating +1.

"At that time, I was relatively blind, fanatical about the great plan of the Third Reich to conquer the European continent, and unswervingly believed in Hydra."

Dr. Zola took a sip of red wine to hide his embarrassment.

Any mortal has a wonderful fantasy of immortality. Compared with power and money, the endless long life is more worthy of people's madness.

"Trust me, the legendary god of aliens will definitely not give you what you want in return."

Luke shrugged, puncturing Dr. Zola's sweet dreams.

The Inhumans are just the experimental products of the Kree, and they are far from the real "gods".

As for eternal life, this is a lie!

This is something that even their creators cannot achieve!

As one of the three major empires, the Kree people imitated the former god group and carried out bioengineering using the genetic fragments of primitive humans, trying to create a group of powerful warriors.

This is the origin of the Inhumans!

The so-called god of aliens was the first successful experiment.

"There are so many smart people in Hydra, why would they believe such a clumsy lie?"

Luke couldn't help but wonder.

It stands to reason that the conspirators should be skeptical of everything.

"We have a... plan."

Dr. Zola hesitated, and if he went on, he would leak the information of the organization.

"The Far Star Project, right?"

Luke answered casually.

Like dropping a bomb.

Dr. Zola, who was entangled in his heart, swallowed and tried his best to hide the shock on his face.

Even know this?

Could it be that Hydra has been infiltrated by S.H.I.E.L.D.?

There is an inner ghost among those high-level people!

Who is the one?

Baron Strucker?

Mrs Viper?

Responsible for bringing back Whitehall, the god of aliens?

A series of names flashed through his mind, but he couldn't be sure.

No matter who it is, it is a huge blow to Hydra!

They have always been known for their undercover spies and infiltrating enemy intelligence capabilities, but now they have been quietly inserted into a nail by others.

Thinking of this, Dr. Zola was in a cold sweat.

Luke lowered his head and glanced at the other party's crazy brain-filling appearance, which really made people want to laugh.

"Did I said wrong thing?"

he continued to ask.

"No, no."

Dr. Zola shook his head with difficulty and continued: "The god of aliens, he was exiled to a distant planet."

"Although the exact location cannot be determined so that it can be brought back to Earth, we can pass a portal and periodically put things in. Sometimes a living person, sometimes some animals."

"What is certain is that God, he is still alive."

"Thousands of years have passed since the Mayan period, and he is still alive! Therefore, many people believe that the god of aliens can live forever, and can bestow this power on his most loyal followers."

Luke curled his lips after hearing this, indicating that I can live until the sun dies, or the universe explodes.

It is suggested that all Hydra members convert to their faith and set up a superhuman religion.

"Okay, let's go back to the original topic."

Mr. Major General tapped his fingers on the table, and the rhythm of the percussion sound created psychological pressure on Dr. Zola invisibly.

"Trust me, Doctor. I can be the perfect Hydra to lead you to a better future."

"I can help you achieve those great things that the Red Skull can't achieve and can't do. A huge Hydra Empire, a closely united community of human destiny, and a power center that rules the world."

Luke is like a devil who tricks mortals into trading his soul.

Dr. Zola's face was flushed and his emotions were quite excited.

He has been completely raped by "The Logician", and his thinking logic has become Luke's shape.

"So, what's the price?"

Dr. Zola suppressed the urge in his heart.

"There is a saying in the East that if you want to eliminate external disputes, you must eliminate internal hidden dangers."

Luke narrowed his eyes and smiled gently: "Before ruling the world, you should concentrate the power of Hydra in one place."

"I'm going to have friendly exchanges with the leaders of Hydra, like Baron Strucker and Lady Viper, to discuss cooperation matters."

"Hydra doesn't need to have so many heads, are you right?"

Dr. Zola's enthusiasm was instantly quenched by a basin of cold water.

He looked up at Luke and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Major, are you going to be the only leader of Hydra?"

"Is there any problem? It's like doing business. I took S.H.I.E.L.D. to take a stake in Hydra, and I was elected as the largest shareholder, as well as the board of directors. It's very reasonable."

Luke looked puzzled and asked: "Do you have a more suitable candidate than me? S.H.I.E.L.D. is an intelligence agency that surpasses the Pentagon. This gift is not enough?"

Dr. Zola was speechless, and his thinking logic was messed up again.

Hydra has more than one leader, the Red Skull.

Like Baron Teslak hiding in the dark.

Lady Viper who is active in Neon Island.

Wandering around in Whitehall in Southeast Asia.

and many more.

There are nine people in total.

Even the Red Skull, who is backed by the Third Reich, has not been able to become the only leader of Hydra—he is at best a spokesperson on the table.

As a newcomer who just joined, Luke's demands are a bit excessive, completely beyond the scope of acceptable negotiation.

If the other party can really use S.H.I.E.L.D. as a breeding ground for Hydra, it will be no problem to become one of the heads.

As for the only leader, obviously impossible!

"If it's like what Mr. Major General said, can the Hydra remain the same?"

Dr. Zola smiled wryly.

"I'm afraid it will be swallowed directly by S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

Luke thought seriously for a few seconds, and continued to launch the rhetoric of violent thinking logic: "No organization can remain the same. Only by boldly welcoming change can it be reborn."

"As for the question of who is in charge between Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., I don't think it is necessary to make such a clear distinction."

"It's all a family, let's just call it the 'Snake Shield Bureau'! I don't mind being the first director."

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