Chapter 37: Unpredictable Mutations
"Doctor, I think you'd better come with me and take a look now." Peter pulled Dr. Connors to the observation room of the live experiment without any explanation.
The iron cage that originally held the two mice in the laboratory had been destroyed. The table was a mess, and bloodstains could be vaguely seen.
Gwen stood aside, still looking a little frightened and stable. "Doctor, I think you'd better take a look at this first!" Peter came to the side with Dr. Connors, who was a little confused.
The body of a small white mouse was lying there quietly. Next to it was a rat-like lizard. This rat-like lizard was five times larger than an ordinary white mouse.
The thick leg muscles, sharp claws and blood-red eyes are all warning others that it is not to be trifled with!
"Oh my god! What is this!" Dr. Connors said in surprise. The rat-like lizard was imprisoned in a more solid iron cage, which was generally used to imprison larger animals, such as wolfhounds.
"This is the white mouse we tested before." Peter's tone seemed a little depressed. "Just now, he suddenly mutated and turned into this appearance."
"It became stronger and more powerful. And bloodier. It bit its companion to death." Peter's words struck Dr. Connors like lightning. "Doctor, I think our experiment has failed."
"Oh~" Dr. Connors groaned softly, and suddenly he thought of the serum that Tim had taken away. "Oh my God, I must stop him!"
"Stop what, Doc?" Peter didn't understand what Dr. Connors was saying.
"Tim, he took a serum and prepared to do human trials." Dr. Connors strode towards his office and explained to Peter.
"What? How dare he! Our experiments on live animals haven't been successful yet!" Peter felt an unprecedented anger because he was involved in this serum.
If innocent people are killed because of this serum, then he is also responsible!
"This is Dr. Connors, put me through to Mr. Tim." Dr. Connors dialed the platform of the company's switchboard.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Connors, Mr. Tim is in a board meeting and cannot take your call at the moment." It was Tim's secretary who answered the phone.
"Is Tim still not leaving Osborne House?" Dr. Connors breathed a sigh of relief. "When will the meeting end?"
"That's not clear because the hearing time is not fixed. If you have something to talk to Mr. Tim about, I will get back to you when Mr. Tim comes back," said the secretary.
"Okay, thank you. Please be sure to notify me as soon as Tim comes back. Tell him that Dr. Connors has something very important to discuss with him." Dr. Connors hung up the phone after saying that.
"How is the doctor?" Peter asked from the side. "Tim hasn't had time to leave the company yet, thank God he still made it in time." Dr. Connors and Peter both breathed a sigh of relief.
But they didn't know that the dangerous serum was on its way to the hospital for disabled veterans.
In the private hospital of the Stanich family, Chameleon Reed finally woke up today. Bruce and Smith came to the hospital after hearing the news.
The two came to the hospital not just to visit Reed. For these mercenaries who only care about money, partners are important, but they are not inseparable. If you die, the only person who can put a flower on your tombstone is your best friend.
"That guy named Night Walker has the ability to fight in the smoke." The first thing Reed said when he saw Blue and the others was to reveal Jason's ability.
"He's very cunning, and there are not two of them but three of them." Reid's voice was still a little weak after he woke up. "There was a strange guy wearing red tights, and he was able to find me when I was hiding."
"It can also spray something like spider silk to entangle people. It's also very fast." Reed said with difficulty. "And the most powerful one is the Night Walker. He killed more than 30 armed fighters by himself. He is also very good at throwing knives and fighting skills."
"Ordinary mutants, even those with great power, may not be able to defeat him. He seems to have undergone special training. He is a mutant warrior who has experienced many battles!" Reed almost gritted his teeth when he said the last sentence.
After all, Reed almost died at the hands of Jason, so his hatred for Jason was very great. And she was right to say that Jason was a battle-hardened warrior, after all, he had died so many times in the training space and gained a lot of combat experience. The only thing that was not true was that Jason was not a mutant .
Blue and Smith looked at each other silently, and both noticed the worry in each other's eyes. "It seems that the Stanich family needs to pay a little more money." Blue touched his chin and said expressionlessly.
The Bronx, New York, is known as Hell's Kitchen. It has the highest crime rate in the United States, bar none.
This is where African Americans and Latin Americans live, and it is also the area with the highest unemployment rate in New York. There are large tracts of undeveloped wasteland here, which is incredible in New York, where every inch of land is valuable.
Because there are often arson and even bombings here. Criminals from Brooklyn are just like little brothers here.
Even the most despicable gangs are too lazy to develop in this area, because there is absolutely no money to be made here, and the gangs' drugs and even weapons may even be stolen by the residents here.
This place is so scary!
The New York area disabled veterans hospital is located in this area. This hospital is sponsored free of charge by the Osborne Group, which has a lot of cooperation with the military.
At the same time, all the expenses of the hospital were paid by the Osborne Group. In this way, the Osborne Group helped itself gain a good reputation for being philanthropic, patriotic and supportive of the military.
However, the hidden dealings within this hospital are little known to the public. Chameleon Reed was once a patient here, and there are many of his former colleagues here.
They once fought for this country, but now they have no place to go after losing their usefulness. They can only watch themselves dying here, or become a wooden man who no longer uses his mind .
Many people were pushed into the special treatment room on the third floor of the hospital, and many never came back. People here no longer thought about what was there.
They are a group of people abandoned by society and the country, like a pile of dirty garbage, their presence will only pollute this land, no matter how brave and fearless they were before, bringing freedom and peace to this country.
This is the profit-seeking nature of capitalism, and also the ugly face of politicians and big capitalists.
"Dr. Sean, this is what Mr. Tim asked me to give it to you." Tim's assistant, Rennie, came to the special treatment room on the third underground floor of the hospital and handed the briefcase to Dr. Sean.
This was not the first time that Rennie had done this, and he knew exactly how to do it. Dr. Sean must have known what Mr. Tim needed to do.
All Rainey had to do was hand the thing to him, and he didn't need to know what Dr. Sean was going to do.
After handing the things to Dr. Sean, Rennie nodded to the doctor and left the hospital. The rest of the matter only needed the doctor to communicate with the boss.
A good assistant should keep his mouth shut about his boss's affairs. The best way to keep one's mouth shut is to know as little as possible, or even if you know something, pretend you don't know.
Dr. Sean is a white man in his forties, cruel and cold-blooded. Treating and saving lives is just a job for him, and work needs to be paid.
If there is no adequate compensation, I'm sorry, Dr. Sean will not work. Such cruel doctors are not welcome in regular hospitals. But they are needed in this hospital for disabled veterans funded by the Osborne Group.
Because this doctor doesn't care about medical ethics, nor does he care about the oath he took when he was studying medicine. He just needs money!
"Zod, this is the best chance in your life." Dr. Sean came to the operating room in the special treatment room with the serum.
On the operating table lay a disabled soldier, his disability was touching. Both legs and left arm were blown off during the mission.
The only remaining right arm also shows signs of muscle atrophy. It is a miracle that this soldier named Zod is still alive.
"Doctor, can I really recover my body?" The veteran named Zod still had an indomitable desire to survive in his eyes.
"Of course, of course. This is the latest technology of the Osborn Group, which can repair all human injuries." Dr. Sean tried to make his tone gentler, as if this would make his words more credible.
But he didn't know that this tone made his voice seem even more hypocritical and cunning.
"Get ready, Zod. You are about to usher in your new life. In just a moment, your life will never be the same again." Doctor Sean slowly injected the serum into Zod's blood.
The light blue serum began to work under Zod's eager eyes.
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