Marvel Road to Survival

Chapter 122 Adult’s words

"Your name is Blue."

"You are Mr. Strack's youngest son."

"Your life, your soul, your everything, comes from Mr. Strack,"

"You have to dedicate, dedicate everything you have to our cause."

"you want"

The researchers finally shelved the research on the target experimental subject's supernatural powers. After repeated tests, the experimental subject did not have its own ability to transform, diamondize, and teleport.

The final test showed that the experimental subject no longer had the ability to think independently. His brain had stopped functioning, but his body was still vigorous. Super-speed regeneration had always kept the body in a healthy state.

After high-level discussions and research, the personality reshaping and brainwashing project was put on the agenda. The supporter of the project plan was the most powerful figure in the organization, the powerful Baron Strucker.

The person in charge of the project is John Garrett, and the name of this project is: Clairvoyance Project

A pair of black eyes opened. The pupils were stimulated by the light and shrank suddenly. The skin around the eyes was blue, and a strand of dark red hair hung down from the corner of the eyes.

There are two fangs protruding from his mouth, his ears are pointed, he has blue skin, his muscular body is well-proportioned, he has thick hair on his chest, and a long tail sways gently behind him. It cut through the white sheets, and the tip of its tail was a sharp arrow.

The naked blue-skinned monster looks like a demon who just crawled out of hell. He is full of breathtaking aura. His appearance is definitely scarier than the protagonists of many horror movies.

He sat up from the bed and murmured to himself:

"Long Live the Hydra"

It had been several days since Gwen took to the streets with the Defenders. She was like a flower that lacked water and was gradually withering. The roots of her beautiful blond hair began to turn white, and her eyes were dull.

She was sick, and the doctor could not find the cause. They only recommended hospitalization and supplementation with nutritional fluids and trace elements to alleviate the symptoms. The psychiatrists could not penetrate into the girl's inner world, and Gwen could not listen to their advice.

Stacey and his wife were so anxious that they sought help from famous doctors all over the world, but none of those experts in various fields could make Gwen get better.

Only every morning, Gwen sneaked out of the ward and went to the bronze statue in Hell's Kitchen to have a conversation alone.

Matt's ex-girlfriend Erica suddenly visited him again, which disrupted Karen Page's plan. Matt often disappeared for most of the day. He, a blind man, often did not answer the phone, which made Karen and Fudge very worried.

Frank and Daniel took the boy Eli to Japan. The Hino family was very cooperative. They provided the sarcophagus that was used by Qianxue and Qianyue, and actively cooperated under the threat of Iron Fist to find a way to awaken Eli.

Jessica occasionally followed Peter out to work as a vigilante, but more often than not she drank alcohol at her best friend Tracy's house. Her life began to become decadent, and she had no vitality like when she was with Jozy.

Although Trish was dissatisfied with having to clean up wine bottles and vomit for her best friend every day, considering Jessica's situation and her awe for the sacrificed ghosts, she didn't say anything.

In the end, Sif failed to figure out the Earth's computer. This algorithm was beyond her imagination. Although mathematics is the universal language of the universe, the computer language of Atrium is so complex that even gods cannot master it.

When she walked out of the room late at night, she found that the heroic three warriors of Asgard had passed out drunk on the floor, and Fandral even hugged a disheveled hot girl.

The enthusiastic young man provided them with fine wine, and after a few rounds of drinking, he truly discovered how extraordinary this group of people was.

The young man felt that he was lucky. It seemed that these four people wearing ancient armor were not cosplayers as imagined, but aliens.

He doesn’t even mind if his sister is picked up by a libertine with a yellow beard.

On his first day of work at the gallery, Qiao Qi still felt very happy. Except for his sudden fainting and the embarrassment of seeing his boss mention the poem, everything else was like the treatment he had dreamed of.

The free environment, unfettered creation, generous colleagues, and even the delicious lunch left Qiao Qi with a long aftertaste.

Although Wen Qing asked him to take a rest, Qiao Qi still painted five works of different sizes and specifications. He did not finish it today. This time he wanted to do something that showed his thoughts, from faith to technology. The themes of the five pictures were Each is inconsistent.

Sister Zhao and Mr. Bai got off work on time. One of them had to pick up their children and the other had to pick up their grandson. They both left very early.

Qiao Qi drank the coffee brought by Wen Qing and stood behind the boss to admire the beauty's painting skills. It is not easy to paint on silk. This special process requires pressing several layers of special silk fabrics and using different warp and weft directions of silk threads to make the holes in the fabric as small as possible. In this way, when painting, the strong smudge effect of traditional Chinese painting pigments can be Better control.

Some studios following the trend may use bonded lining or non-woven fabric sandwiched between two pieces of silk. This will make painting easier, and the brushstrokes on the silk will be faster. If the blending effect is required, it can be produced multiple times or even repeated.

But for foreign markets, they have a strict testing system. The materials of paintings must be marked strictly in accordance with the requirements, otherwise they will be visited by many departments.

Wen Qing's paintings themselves are of high quality, so she naturally uses the best materials. People with purchasing power will naturally not choose inferior products with anti-smudge interlayers.

The woman's wrist is dangling lightly, and her pen moves like flying. She has no hesitation, and she already has her own rules for the amount of force she exerts. She kept changing pens, mixing wet colors from previous paintings with new colors to create beautiful smudges. It is obvious that Wen Qing has a finished draft in mind, which is the basic element of a veteran's creation.

From a simple block composition, we can estimate the effect of the finished product and what color can be used to achieve the overall effect. This is the overall view of painting and an important factor in the success of a painter. This is the sense of color and space. Basic talent.

Qiao Qi was preparing to be a licking dog and praise his boss. Everyone likes to be praised. He wanted to achieve an ulterior purpose.

The phone suddenly rang, and Wen Qing's wrist paused. Qiao Qi could imagine that his boss was frowning, maybe about to get angry, so he quickly connected the phone and left the place of right and wrong.

"Xiao Qiao, I'm your Aunt Xia." A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Aunt Xia, hello, Aunt Xia. I'm at work. I didn't realize it was you."

Qiao Qi had a very good sense of this aunt, so she pushed away the aunt who wanted to grab a seat and provided a seat for herself. Aunt Xia was very much like a chivalrous person, with a very chivalrous spirit.

"Hey, the interview was successful. It's time to celebrate, Xiao Qiao. We agreed to come to auntie's house for dinner in the evening, and auntie is already making preparations. Today, my old man, bought a strip of Eastern Star Spot and brought it back. It's ready for soup."

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"" Qiao Qi wondered if she had memory problems after fainting in the morning. Why didn't she remember agreeing to Aunt Xia to go to her house for dinner? She clearly refused at that time.

Sure enough, Jiang was still very old. Aunt Xia went straight to the point and pretended to be confused with one move, which made Qiao Qi unable to speak.

"Inside" Qiao Qi was about to decline. Of course he understood Aunt Xia's warm-heartedness. She was a very good person, but it was not good to come and disturb her rashly.

"Xiao Qiao, your parents are not in Hangzhou, so you should regard your aunt as your elder. A young man is here, and his relatives and friends are not here. Auntie loves you. Come quickly. The address is"

Aunt Xia spoke like a volley of words and hung up the phone after she finished speaking, not giving Qiao Qi a chance to refuse.