Chapter 22: A Tough Guy Dares to Swallow Raw Potion Materials Directly

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

Hawkeye stood on the side, watching the agents complete the search one by one. He had Nick Fury's order in his hand, and for the time being, he was the biggest here.

Soon, it was Woody's turn to pass. Woody straightened his body, looked straight ahead, and accepted all inspections calmly.

Hawkeye had been paying attention to Woody's situation. He could be sure that during the inspection process, no one colluded with Woody, and Woody indeed had nothing hidden on him.

However, Hawkeye believed more in his own observation and intuition. In his view, Woody definitely had a problem.

After sitting in the car back to headquarters, Woody leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

I've been targeted by Hawkeye! Why? Did he see it too?

No, impossible.

Woody quickly refuted his own conjecture. If Hawkeye had really discovered it, there would only be two possibilities, and it wouldn't be like this now.

The first possibility, Hawkeye also wanted to get the thing, then he would definitely control Woody at the first opportunity, or even kill him directly, and then fly away with the thing.

The second possibility, Hawkeye continued to maintain loyalty, then he would immediately report to Nick Fury. On Nick Fury's side, Woody would only have one result: death.

Since neither of these had happened, it could be indirectly proven that Hawkeye hadn't seen it at all.

"Regardless of whether he saw it or not, he must have discovered something. We must get it as soon as possible."

"You're right."

Woody agreed in his mind and then began to ponder how to get the thing.

Two days later, the Science and Technology Department had completed part of the material inspection, transported some meaningless waste stones and debris out of the laboratory, and threw them directly to the garbage dump, among which was that piece of black colloid.

Woody, who had been doing nothing for two days, immediately began to act after learning this news.

Late at night, it happened to be Woody's turn to be on duty today. After enthusiastically treating his colleagues to a meal, Woody carried the garbage toward the garbage point.

This place was now piled up with things. There were too many debris brought back, and it was too late to transport and destroy them according to the process.

Standing in front of the garbage pile, Woody's brain turned quickly. There were two cameras here. The monitoring personnel discovered the abnormality and notified the field personnel, and the field personnel rushed over. There was a gap of one to two minutes in between.

Getting the thing in this time, and then immediately retreating toward the station that was mainly Hydra members, with the secret help of "his own people," Woody felt that he had a high probability of leaving safely.

"The assumption is very perfect, it's time to do it."

"Yes, we have to hurry."

Woody's thoughts were chaotic in his mind. He jumped directly onto the garbage pile and began to rummage vigorously.

It only took a dozen seconds, and after paying the price of his hands being full of blood, Woody grabbed the colloid. Fortunately, this thing was not buried deep, otherwise, it might have taken more time.

"What are you doing!" A shout came from the side. Hawkeye drew his weapon and aimed it at Woody. Sure enough, he had waited for him.

Woody's body stiffened for a moment, and he turned around bit by bit. It was not good to be fully armed to take out the garbage, so he only had a small pistol on him, and it hadn't been drawn yet. Fighting Hawkeye like this, there was no chance of winning.

Hawkeye frowned. He found that Woody seemed to be holding a mass of air. Although he couldn't see it, judging from the current situation, that was what Woody wanted, "Put down the thing in your hand!"

Woody revealed a strange smile. Putting it down was impossible.

"Discovered, what should we do?"

"Kill him!"

"There is no suitable weapon at hand, the winning rate of a forced conflict is too low."

"Then eat it! No one can take it away from our hands!"

"You're right!"

Woody's expression became more and more frantic. His lips began to wriggle, and strange sounds kept coming from his mouth, getting louder and louder.

"You're right, you're right..."

Hawkeye felt something was wrong. Woody didn't seem to be talking to him at all, so he decisively fired at Woody's limbs.

*Bang! *

A bullet passed through Woody's right arm, shattering the bone and scraping away a large piece of flesh.

However, as Woody gradually fell, Hawkeye vaguely saw Woody's right palm undergo a mutation.

In that blink of an eye, a mouth opened on Woody's right palm, and meat thorns like teeth bit tightly into the air, then the meat thorns flipped simultaneously, eating the mass of air whole.

What on earth is this thing!

Hawkeye walked forward cautiously for two steps and then stopped immediately, because wounds were breaking open on Woody, who had fallen to the ground, and the whole person began to roll constantly.

"Everyone stop! Get the biochemical team over here, and seal off this garbage dump! Including me, no one can leave without disinfection and permission!"

Hawkeye ordered loudly to the others who rushed over.

Woody, rolling on the ground, didn't mean to pay attention to Hawkeye at all. He felt his brain was about to split.

Every second, he didn't know how many "people" were talking loudly. Each of these people was Woody, and each was not Woody.

But this super-abnormal state of schizophrenia was just a small problem for Woody now.

When Woody swallowed the colloid, the whispers that had been echoing in his ears suddenly grew louder, and he didn't know how much incomprehensible information was in them.

Although he couldn't understand it, just by listening to this sound, Woody felt he was falling into the abyss, and he felt he was surrounded by endless nothingness.

His cognition, his consciousness, were almost non-existent in front of this boundless nothingness, even lower than the sense of existence of ashes on black paper.

In a trance, Woody seemed to see a phantom much larger than the Earth. This phantom looked like a pot, a pot that contained the world.

"Can't listen but still listening, and it's noisy."

An ethereal voice came from nowhere. Woody, whose spirit, consciousness, and soul had all collapsed, couldn't understand the meaning of the words at all.

However, after this sentence appeared, Woody felt the pain he was suffering disappeared instantly. The surroundings were still so nothingness, everything was still incomprehensible, but Woody was no longer afraid, and even wanted to embrace them.

Looking at Woody in this state, Ding Hao withdrew his finger. He had originally prepared to crush Woody directly. After all, even in his prime, the Genie Lord did not accept the faith and prayers of any believers.

However, it seemed now that Woody had some kind of trait, a trait that could add a bit of color to this stage play, so Ding Hao decided to spare his life.

However, Woody's voice was still a bit noisy for the Genie who had the full-channel free mic on all day.

Suddenly, Ding Hao had a good idea. He flicked his finger lightly, and this channel drawn from Woody *swished* and plugged into the Dark Dimension.

Now, the problems of noise and power supply were solved together. ===== CHAPTER 23 =====