"You are indeed right. Reed did betray him and wanted to transform the Fantastic Four into zombies. Fortunately, you reminded us."

Fury stared at Bai Ye with one eye and said faintly.

Reed used his last crazy speech to prove that he did have a brain problem. He actually called zombies new humans. Deadpool couldn't say such crazy things even after drinking ten pounds of fake wine.

Bai Ye smiled and said nothing.

The madness of this Mr. Fantastic is far from being ranked among the many Reeds in the Marvel Universe. He is just stupid and looks crazy. Zombies can indeed live forever, but after being infected into zombies, they lose the self-healing ability of normal creatures. ability.

In other words, when a normal person has a cut of a few centimeters on his hand, he may heal within a few weeks and leave a small scar after treatment, but zombies will not.

What will be left to those zombies will be a permanent open wound, and it is very likely that the wound will be torn even wider as the wind and sun expose it. The only way is to use a needle and thread to barely sew it up and pretend to be a showman.

Bai Ye gently picked up the tube of light green self-healing potion, stuffed it into the syringe and looked at it carefully. The medicine swayed slightly in the syringe, like a living thing.

"It's on the tenth floor. You can see it as soon as you get out of the elevator. Do you want me to take you there?"

"Thank you."

"That should buy you a few more months."

But think about the various prophets that appeared in New York in the past. They were either Riddlers who asked people to guess crossword puzzles. If their predictions were wrong, they would insist that you were wrong and they were right, or they were wrong at all.

Bai Ye was walking on the road and once again grabbed an agent and asked, "Where is the medical room? I want to go there."

"Of course it's okay if you want to walk around on the ship. I've entered your personal information into the system and you can pass freely."

Fury sighed, he was really jealous of the talent. This guy's predictions were so accurate, I'm afraid cancer was one of the costs.

This kid looked lively and rosy. Judging from eavesdropping on Wanda's conversation in the medical room, he also killed a lot of zombies on the way.

"You can go to the Equipment Department to get any equipment you want. You can take whatever you want."

Looking at Bai Ye's back as he opened the door and left, Fury touched his chin and suddenly said to the air:

"There is no data, Chief. He seemed to have fallen from the sky. He suddenly appeared in an alley a few hours ago, but there was no surveillance in the alley. We could only capture his first scene from the street. Show up."

Bai Ye nodded and answered without reservation.

"good."

He stared at his arm quietly, observing the effect of the potion. He could feel the power of the medicine, and the warm feeling began to spread from the injection point, allowing his muscles to gradually relax and the fatigue to gradually dissipate.

After feeling comfortable again and exhaling a puff of smoke, Fury grinned gently at Bai Ye.

"A semi-finished self-healing potion made from Logan's genetic samples. It also contains some nano-robots. We only have this tube. It is of course impossible to cure cancer. The self-healing factor is not omnipotent, but it can slow down the progression of your cancer. Diffusion speed.”

".Sorry, we can't do it. SHIELD is not omnipotent."

"I am."

He immediately replied respectfully: "The medical room is on the twentieth floor. From here, go right and take the elevator. After you get out of the elevator, you can see it not far ahead, Mr. Bai."

As the medicine was injected, Bai Ye could feel a slightly cool touch, and the medicine formed a light green coating under his skin. The smell of the potion spreads in the air, exuding a fresh herbal aroma.

"So what prophecy did you use? Mutant ability? Alien? Or some kind of black magic?"

Hearing this, Fury, who was about to put the cigar into his mouth, was stunned for a moment, and then looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

There is absolutely no need to hide this kind of thing. Why not tell Fury openly, maybe SHIELD can have a way to treat him.

At the same time, my face felt itchy, and the blood stains I had scratched before began to heal on their own.

The agent was stunned for a moment, but within just half a second, his retinas flashed, apparently receiving the transmission of identity information, and then his expression immediately changed to surprise, and his eyes were full of awe.

Hearing this, Bai Ye turned around and took the thing from Fury's hand: "What is this?"

Bai Ye nodded: "Can you cure cancer? The kind of advanced lung cancer."

Now it's not easy for a real prophet to pop up, but he is about to die of illness?

If this universe cannot be cured, will the next one not be cured? If you search more, you will definitely find a solution.

"Hill, is there any result from the investigation on his identity?"

"Wait, this is for you."

Fury opened the drawer of his desk and took out a tube of light green liquid the size of his pinky finger. It didn't look viscous and was very clear.

"No, we should thank you. This is what we deserve."

As he spoke, Fury took out another silver needleless syringe and placed it on the table.

Regarding the fact that cancer cannot be cured temporarily, he is not too sad. This is the magical Marvel Universe and everything is possible.

After a moment of silence, Bai Ye's eyes became slightly dim, and he stood up and said:

"I'm going to check on Wang and Wanda. Pietro should be waking up soon."

"You mean you can't cure cancer? Not even SHIELD?" Bai Ye frowned.

God bless our Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau.

Of course, Bai Ye, who walked out of the door, didn't know that Fury was troubled by the lie he told about the prophet. He was going to the medical room to see how Wanda and the others were doing.

"Uh-huh."

Fury looked at the white night intently for a while, put the cigar in his hand into the ashtray and extinguished it, and said solemnly: "If you wish, I can send someone to take you for chemotherapy now. There are complete medical equipment here. , I guarantee you will get the best medical care.”

"Let's take a rest first. The Quinjet Thor was sitting in was shot down on the road. He flew over to ask for some time. Tony said that he couldn't leave for the time being and would meet again later."

"cancer?"

The cancer cells in patients with advanced cancer will continue to proliferate and overabsorb the nutrients the patient consumes. In this case, even normal life is a problem, let alone slashing and jumping through most of New York City.

A clear female voice immediately responded to Fury, her voice surrounding the entire room.

He gripped the air syringe and pointed the needle at his arm. Pressing the syringe gently, the medicine slowly flowed into his body.

Could it be someone from his family?

"Do you have cancer?"

"You're just kidding. I have no intention of prying into your privacy. A word of thanks can never repay your contribution to all mankind. If you have any needs, just ask us and SHIELD will do its best to meet you."

"What about the equipment department?"

"No need, just go and do your business."

Bai Ye let go of the agent's arm, shook his head slightly and smiled to express his gratitude. After watching the agent go away, he turned around and walked into the elevator.

Thanks to book friend Luoyun for the 500 points rewarded in one day

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