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"What?"

Pierce frowned slightly, his tone revealed obvious suspicion, and his heart was alarmed.

"You said you suddenly gained new abilities?"

Pierce repeated slowly, looking at his young son in front of him with sharp eyes, and then narrowed his eyes.

"When exactly did it happen?"

"Just the night before last."

Pierce nodded thoughtfully.

He recalled that a few days ago, he had just asked the top scientists in the organization to do a comprehensive examination of Jonathan.

At that time, Jonathan's so-called "super cells" remained intact, and no matter how they operated, the scientists could not parse out any useful information from them.

But now... there is a new discovery all of a sudden?

This is too coincidental.

Thinking of this, Pierce decided to listen to Jonathan's explanation before making a decision.

"In fact, Dad, this new ability of mine seems to be passively generated... Based on my observations and experiments over the past two days, I found that I can absorb and store some energy, such as light energy, electrical energy, and even physical kinetic energy."

Pierce narrowed his eyes and quickly weighed various possibilities in his mind.

Energy absorption? It doesn't sound too outrageous... Captain Marvel had similar abilities before, but he needed more details to be sure.

"How does it work specifically? Are there any restrictions?"

Pierce asked.

Jonathan shook his head.

"This ability is not as powerful as 'Ms. Marvel'. It has an upper limit. After exceeding a certain threshold, it will enter a relatively saturated state.

However, after absorbing energy, I can release the energy again."

Pierce nodded slightly.

"What else?"

"I... seem to have gained some fragmentary predictive abilities."

When Jonathan said this, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Pierce's expression became more serious. If he could accept the ability to estimate energy absorption, the predictive ability was a bit too incredible.

"Prediction?"

Pierce repeated again, his tone full of doubt.

"Jonathan, are you sure you are not kidding?"

Pierce fell into deep thought. As the leader of Hydra for many years, even if the person in front of him was his youngest son, he would not be completely convinced by these words alone. He decided to test it.

"Then..."

Pierce spoke slowly.

"Can you tell me what you 'predicted'?"

Jonathan seemed to have expected this question, and he first thought about the original plot in his mind.

There may be a lot of details that are different between Marvel movies and the real world. If the details are different, it will be over.

So Jonathan planned to give a rough idea to increase credibility.

"My predictions are not specific details, but some vague and fragmented fragments.

I saw...we will implement a project called 'Insight Project' in the future, and...we seem to have a special force that has been 'brainwashed' in some way, codenamed 'Winter Soldier'."

Hearing this, Pierce's pupils shrank slightly.

Only he, Rumlow, Sitwell and other core members know the content of the "Insight Project", and it has long been included in the top-secret files of Hydra.

And Viper and Baron Strucker are responsible for the "Winter Soldier" project, with division of labor and cooperation and sharing of results.

And all of this was proposed and established by "Cobra", the chief scientist of Hydra, but this scientist is usually mysterious and usually only communicates with each other through electronic information.

"Jonathan..."

Pierce's expression suddenly became serious.

"You'd better tell me the truth. Where did you get this top-secret information? Was it Viper? Or Baron Strucker?"

"Do you think anyone would tell me this level of secrets? I've already said... These are all seen through the ability of 'prophecy'."

Pierce fell silent after hearing this. He needed time to digest this information and assess the possible risks.

If what Jonathan said was true, then this ability would undoubtedly be a great help to Hydra, but if this was just a carefully designed scam...

"I need time to verify your statement."

Pierce finally said.

"Before that, don't tell anyone about this, including your two brothers. I will arrange further inspections and tests."

Hearing this, Jonathan held his head speechlessly.

He said this himself... and still doubted. This old man's occupational disease is strong, and it is difficult to deceive."Besides, Jonathan, why did you tell me such an important thing only now?"

"It was triggered a few days ago. After I verified the authenticity, I rushed here without stopping..."

"Most importantly, I said this just to tell you that we don't have to worry about the counterattack of other factions. You just need to focus all your attention on the annexation of factions."

"Our goal has always been to plan various conspiracies in this small world.

Controlling the government, manipulating finance, influencing public opinion... These are indeed important.

But after all, we are just around a small circle Son, from World War II to the present, our organization has been in the dark and has not been able to come out to the light. We have been criticized by thousands of people and have been scolded by people. "

"Instead of hiding, it is better to give it a try, whitewash it, and rush to the sea of ​​stars.

You know, the fragments I encountered are not only our Hydra, but also more threats and invasions from aliens.

Remember the alien empire you told me about some time ago?"

Jonathan felt a little dry in the mouth, so he walked to the other end of the room and took out two glasses and a bottle of fine Scotch whiskey from the wine cabinet.

As he poured the wine, he continued:

"Think about it, if an alien race like the Skrulls did not find a planet suitable for immigration, what would they do?"

He handed Pierce a glass of wine.

"They would definitely choose to take root on Earth and disguise themselves as ordinary humans... In fact, I suspect that this may have already happened."

Pierce took the glass and gently shook the amber liquid, thinking.

"You mean..."

"Yes,"

Jonathan sat down in the chair opposite Pierce.

"The Skrulls are much more threatening than we thought. They have the ability to perfectly imitate anyone, including appearance, voice, and memory.

Imagine if they have infiltrated our government, military, and even Hydra?"

Jonathan stood up and looked directly at Pierce.

"That's why Hydra's whitewashing plan must be accelerated...

We need to appear in the public eye with a positive identity and become the backbone of Earth's defense.

Only in this way can we obtain the necessary resources and support to fight potential alien threats."

To be honest, Jonathan has always felt that Hydra is an organization with great development potential. In terms of loyalty, development speed, and infiltration, it is far ahead of SHIELD.

Therefore, since Jonathan traveled through time, he has not been sad, but has been positive about the development of Hydra.

But the biggest problem of Hydra is that it likes to be self-contained and likes to play its own conspiracies and tricks in its comfort zone.

They are complacent when they get a little bit of profit, and they keep trying to provoke the bottom line of people who are stronger than themselves.

So, taking advantage of the opportunity now, Jonathan said all his thoughts.

If his cheap father can't figure it out, then he will sort it out himself.

Although he is usually lazy, he wants to solve all the problems that hinder him once and for all.

"Think about it, Dad, instead of playing house with a few kittens, you should decide to revive the government and show the true meaning of Hydra - isn't it good to go out of the galaxy and rule the planet?"

Pierce didn't expect that his youngest son had so many opinions about the organization and fell into a long silence for a while.

He was indeed a little tempted.

In fact, as Hydra developed to the modern era, Pierce already had a sense of powerlessness...

He had to help clean up the mess, and he made a plan for fear of being discovered by the so-called "decent people".

It can be said that he didn't have much idea about the organization's plans.

Basically, the mysterious "Eye Snake" Dr. proposed and implemented the future plan.

The fundamental of implementation is indeed as Jonathan said, at most it is to rule the world...

But these are completely empty under the arrival of alien threats.

If this is true... then the unification of the factions must be on the agenda.

Pierce stared at Jonathan closely. His son has changed a lot in the past three years.

If he hadn't tried it many times, he would have really thought that he was replaced by someone else.

He originally only placed high hopes on Jonathan's eldest and second brothers, wanting them to inherit the organization's mission, but he didn't expect...

The most promising ones are probably not the two of them, but Jonathan, his most beloved youngest son in front of him.

Now...

Jonathan can put forward his own opinions, which means that he has his own plans. As a father, he is relativelyRelieved.

In this case... let's give it a try!

"Jonathan, come with me to the experimental department."

Although Pierce was tempted, he was cautious and suspicious and decided to verify the authenticity of the matter first, and then gather the core members to make a decision.

At this moment, in Hell's Kitchen in New York.

In a magnificent penthouse, the air was filled with a suffocating tension.

Wilson Fisk, the more widely known underworld emperor "Kingpin", stood in front of the French window like a towering statue.

His burly body cast a long shadow in the moonlight, as if to swallow the whole room.

Behind him, two embarrassed figures were kneeling.

Kingpin sighed, turned slowly, and squinted his eyes, which were disproportionately small due to the squeezing of facial muscles, into a slit, and his eagle-like eyes pierced the two like a sword.

"I remember... this seems to be just a simple mission to capture someone alive?"

Bullseye lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Kingpin's eyes.

His proud, never-missing hand was now hanging limply by his side, with bruises on his wrist clearly visible.

"Boss, we encountered... an accident."

"Accident?"

Kingpin sneered, mocking.

"What kind of accident could make my two most capable men look so miserable?"

Erica took a step forward.

"We underestimated Jonathan, he is not an ordinary person."

Hearing this, Kingpin's expression instantly darkened.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly, and even the air became heavy. He slowly walked towards the two people, and every step seemed to be stepping on their hearts.

"Tell me,"

Kingpin's voice was dangerous and low.

"You two... my best killers, were defeated by an unknown little character?"

Bullseye and Erica took a step back at the same time. They knew Kingpin's temper too well. Whenever the mission was not completed, Kingpin would personally take action, and would "train" both men and women severely.

Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. The two could only tremble in fear and dare not breathe.

But surprisingly... King, who was holding the cane, did not take action. He just glanced at the two coldly and then said:

"So... the target of the commissioned mission is indeed strange..."

"However, you can come back alive, so I guess the other party must have something to tell me, right?"

Kingpin has been in this position for so many years, so he naturally knows Jonathan's intentions. He is very curious about what this "Jonathan" will leave for him.

"He said, don't... play hide-and-seek, if you want to find him, go find him in person."

Hearing this, Kingpin's eyebrows suddenly raised, and a gleam of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe... It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this. In that case, I'll satisfy him...

Bullseye, go and hold your hands together. I have something important to discuss with Madam Gao."

(Because some readers complained that I wrote too many literary dramas, in order to avoid talking nonsense, I will try to combine all the literary dramas into a large chapter in the future, such as this chapter now, so that you can read it more comfortably.)