Chapter 343: Marvel: Starting by Awakening the Microcosm Chapter 178

"The situation is very bad. We're using machines to keep her alive, but it won't hold for much longer."

"Damn that Cui Ke!"

Hearing this, Alexander couldn't help cursing angrily: "That bastard is going to destroy us."

The electronic voice on the other end of the line, upon hearing this, spoke up in defense of Cui Ke: "Actually, you can't really blame Cui Ke. No one expected that a two-year-old baby girl would have such enormous potential."

"Damn the law!"

Hearing these words, Alexander completely lost his composure, his voice low and furious: "Zola, you and Cui Ke just go ahead and do whatever the hell you want. That damned Cui Ke took the Demon King's blood and started messing around with artificially synthesizing gametes, and then actually let an experimental subject give birth naturally. Zola, you're even more damned—you just had to keep messing around with clones. Go ahead, go ahead, you all just go ahead. When the Demon King finds out everything, the best I can hope for is to be buried right alongside you."

At this moment, Alexander finally understood why Hydra's first uprising had failed back in the day.

You don't fear a god-like opponent; you fear a pig-like teammate.

He had assumed that after experiencing that first failure, these two Hydra leaders—one kept alive since the end of WWII through genetic technology, the other kept alive to this day by transforming himself into a cyborg—would have learned their lesson.

But the result was…

He was far too naive.

The only lesson humanity has learned from history is that it learns no lessons at all.

Cui Ke and Zola were no different.

The key reason Hydra failed last time was that they had mocked too many enemies at once; if they had taken them on one at a time, they absolutely wouldn't have lost.

And now it was the same.

One of them took Hawk's blood, used the DNA information within it to directly synthesize gametes outside the body, and then, in this seemingly impossible situation, actually got an experimental subject pregnant and gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

Zola was even more outrageous.

Without telling him, he had actually transferred Dr. Malek—the cloning expert still in the Black Prison—out of there, and secretly started working on a clone of Hawk.

Both of these things had been explicitly forbidden by Hawk before the deal.

Only God knew how utterly broken he had felt inside when he accidentally learned of these two pig teammates' ridiculous stunts.

Hawk's blood had been obtained under his supervision, and his original plan had been to befriend Hawk.

Even if they couldn't become friends with Hawk, at the very least they shouldn't become his enemies.

Their Hydra couldn't withstand a second failure.

Facts proved that his chosen path of befriending was quite good. The Anna he had sent to approach Hawk had successfully been treated as a friend by Hawk.

He had already planned everything out perfectly.

Even if this operation of theirs failed, thanks to Hawk's promise to Anna, even if they failed, their lives would still be safe.

Who would have thought…

The backyard had caught fire.

When Alexander accidentally learned that Cui Ke had used Hawk's blood to artificially synthesize Hawk's gametes under nearly impossible circumstances, and that a baby girl had been naturally born, his first reaction was to immediately cut Anna out and rush to Sokovia to defuse this ticking time bomb.

After all, if this bomb accidentally exploded, God only knew what kind of regrets would follow.

But just as Anna rushed to Sokovia, preparing to put out this fire, something unexpected happened.

Anna was severely injured, her life hanging by a thread. She was currently lying inside a machine at the base's medical center, relying on the machine to maintain the balance of her life.

And after seeing that baby girl's potential, Cui Ke had even protected her, declaring outright that she would be Hydra's future.

Alexander had been so furious at the time that his nose was practically crooked. He had originally planned to discuss things with Zola and get Zola on his side.

But the result was…

Zola had given him an even bigger surprise.

He hadn't used Hawk's blood to cook up some baby boy—instead, he had directly teamed up with Dr. Malek to cook up Hawk himself.

Good lord!

What a good lord indeed.

He had specifically emphasized when handing the blood over to Cui Ke and Dr. Zola that they shouldn't use Hawk's blood to do any weird experiments. After all, Hawk had also said that as long as they didn't do weird experiments, any other experiments were fine.

The result was that he had taken it to heart, but his two Hydra leaders—worthy of being called a hidden dragon and a young phoenix—had also taken it to heart, except they had heard "don't do anything weird" as "only do weird stuff."

When Alexander learned of this shocking news at the time, his blood pressure instantly spiked. If there hadn't happened to be medicine nearby, he probably would have gone to meet Mephisto on the spot.

But now…

Alexander recalled the Wakanda outside that had become a vast expanse of pure white, and couldn't help thinking that it would have been better if he had just croaked back then.

At the very least, Yang De Si Fa would have been a bit more relaxed.

Too bad he hadn't managed to die back then.

Now…

Alexander rubbed his brow, thinking of possible remedial measures: "Can Dr. Malek get Anna's clone ready within half a month? We only have half a month left."

Hawk has already come to ask about it, though he and Dr. Zola had managed to placate him with a plan they thought of in advance.

But what about half a month from now?

Let Anna stand Hawk up?

It was feasible, sure, but there was a certain probability of failure. And once Hawk sensed something was off, if he started pulling at the thread, probably only God would know what would happen.

So right now, Alexander was desperately hoping to hear the answer he wanted from Dr. Zola.

His dream was shattered.

"There's not enough time."

"Fuck!"

Alexander's brow twitched: "What? Didn't I tell you to get Anna's clone made as soon as possible? Didn't we have a contingency plan for today's situation from the very beginning?"

Zola explained: "Dr. Malek has successfully used the blood of Hell Hulk and Hawk's blood to synthesize an even more powerful super-soldier serum. Version 3.0 is currently at the most critical stage."

Alexander was about to go insane.

"We only have half a month before everything blows up."

"Actually…"

Zola listened to Alexander's furious rebuke, his electronic voice pausing briefly before he spoke: "We don't have half a month."

The expression on Alexander's face froze.

"What?"

"Hawkeye already knows about the clones."

"What!"

Alexander's pupils contracted. He instinctively stood up, then caught himself: "Impossible. If he knew, I'd already be dead."

S. H. I. E. L. D. had been studying Hawkeye's personality.

Hydra had done the same.

And the conclusions both sides reached were almost identical.

Neutral and free!

As long as no one provoked Hawkeye first, Hawkeye generally stayed neutral—every day either going to school or picking up his fiancée from school.

But if someone did provoke Hawkeye, his retaliation came very fast, almost giving no one any time to react.

So…

If Hawkeye knew about the clones, would he still be alive right now?

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

"But that is the fact."

On the other end of the line, Zola's electronic voice was full as he said: "Maria Hill has already authorized Sharon Carter to go to the Raft and take Dr. Malrick out. Once Sharon goes and discovers Dr. Malrick is gone, we'll be exposed."

Hearing this, Alexander said in a low voice: "Then fucking put Dr. Malrick back first."

Zola refused outright.

"No!"

"What?"

Alexander laughed.

Just as expected.

When a person is speechless, they will laugh.

Zola's electronic voice explained: "Once again, after the successful Hawkeye 3.0 version, combined with the holy armor fragments we've collected, even Hawkeye himself won't be able to fight us."

Alexander's face was expressionless.

"Are you sure?"

"The data doesn't lie."

"…"

Listening to this, not only did the expression leave Alexander's face, even the anger had left his tone.

But there was likewise no joy or any anticipation.

As if he'd simply given up.

"Then what do you plan to do."

"The time has come."

"What time has come?"

"The time to launch the second strike."

"Heh."

"What are you laughing at?"

"I thought of something very funny."

Alexander, smiling without mirth, took off his glasses and set them on the desk in front of him. Then he took a deep breath, looked up, and stared at the ceiling with both eyes: "I was wrong. I was truly wrong. Back then, if I hadn't been blind, I wouldn't have joined Hydra. If I hadn't joined Hydra, I wouldn't have fallen to where I am now…"

At this point.

Alexander's expression turned terrifying. Gripping the phone, he was almost hissing in a low voice: "I wouldn't have fallen to working alongside two idiots fit for a museum. Launching now—you think we're not dying fast enough? Do you know Hawkeye is still fucking in Niuyuecheng?"

Zola paid no attention to Alexander's ferocity: "Now is the best time. The Insight Plan has already been initially launched. Tony Stark has gone to the stick country, Lei Shen has gone to Xinmoxigezhou, and S. H. I. E. L. D.'s high-end combatants, Natasha and Hawkeye, are still in Africa."

Alexander's face was expressionless: "The Captain is still in Washington, and Hawkeye has fucking gone back to Niuyuecheng too."

There was no fluctuation in Zola's electronic voice.

"We have vibranium weapons. The Captain is nothing to fear."

"As for Hawkeye…"

"He won't be in Niuyuecheng much longer. This is our chance. By the time he comes back, our Hawkeye 3.0 will already be out."

"…"