Marvel With Zanpakuto

The girl's eyebrows were childish, and she looked about ten years old.

Wearing a thin white lab coat, the whole person is like a baby in embryo, hugging his knees and huddled together tightly.

Her long, silky golden hair was scattered like a waterfall. Her slightly frowned brows and pale skin, combined with her pitiful and childish face, exuded a kind of frail temperament that made people pitiful.

Those small pipes connected to the top of the container are constantly injecting some kind of gas into it.

After the gas is mixed with the green solution, it seems to produce some kind of chemical reaction that can force people into a state of drowsiness.

The girl's feet and hands were bound by iron rings made of silver-white metal.

The two white arms were covered with countless dazzling red spots, which were pinhole marks left by forced blood extraction.

There are also a total of twelve metal spikes that are half a meter long, with a cold light on the surface, along the girl's spine and bones, piercing deeply into this petite body, just looking at it makes people feel... Chilling down the back.

Is this...human experiment?

And the subject of the experiment was still a young child!

Hydra's bottomless behavior completely angered the upright Steve. The flames of anger jumped in his pupils, and dozens of black veins popped up from his neck to his entire face.

A pair of fists were clenched tightly, making a crisp bone crunching sound.

Ten joints turned white due to excessive exertion, clear blood vessels bulged on the skin, and lines of a devil's grin appeared faintly on his left arm.

In an extremely emotional state, Steve once again unconsciously activated his left arm.

"Damn Red Skull! Damn Hydra!" Looking at the pale skin of the girl in the container, Steve could not imagine what kind of torture she had suffered. Her blood-red eyes were like an angry lion.

If the Red Skull were still here, I'm afraid he would have eaten him alive and torn him apart.

It's a pity that Red Skull has already gone to hell. If nothing unexpected happens, he will never have the chance to see him again in this life.

But when he was angry, Steve did not lose his mind, but had a question: "What is so special about this girl that made the Red Skull build a secret room?"

His eyes scanned the room, noticing the scattered papers.

Picking up a few documents casually, and after briefly scanning them, Steve was suddenly shocked, his face changed dramatically as if struck by thunder, he showed an expression of disbelief, and said in shock: "This... this... ....This is a conceptual design drawing about a time weapon?!”

These scattered documents mentioned Hydra's idea of ​​a 'time weapon'.

Several terrifying research directions were mentioned, including a large-scale space-time stasis position, a small-scale time acceleration device, a small-scale time delay device, a small-scale time cycle device, etc.

Steve swallowed and glanced at the container subconsciously.

His intuition told him...the time weapon developed by Hydra was based on this girl.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Steve picked up all the scattered information, then reordered it according to the number, and read it carefully. His eyes scanned line by line, and his expression became increasingly difficult to look at.

Most of these documents contain records of experiments.

The almost crazy behavior is simply insane and challenges the bottom line of human morality.

To say it is shocking is an understatement. It is simply too numerous to describe and the crimes are heinous.

"Experiment record, No. 012."

"Extract 200 ml of bone marrow from the experimental subject 'No. 1' and try to transplant it into other experimental subjects."

"The experiment failed... The bone marrow of 'No. 1' did not have special effects, but it was extremely corrosive. Experimental Subject No. 187 died."

...

"Experiment record, 31st time."

"Link the nerve stimulation device and try to activate the special abilities of the 'No. 1' experimental subject by stimulating the cerebral cortex nerves."

"The experiment was very successful. The 'No. 1' experimental body showed very good special effects. It can slow down the space-time within a radius of fifty meters by 50 times at the normal flow rate. This is good news."

...

"Experiment record, 52nd time."

"Cut the tissue of the 'No. 1' experimental subject and transplant the whole piece, hoping to cultivate a new experimental subject."

"The experiment failed... All seventy-two experimental subject circles died."

"We cannot replicate that kind of power. It is not an area that humans can control. It is... a forbidden area that only gods can set foot on."

...

"Experiment record, 69th time."

"Forcibly stimulate the brain nerves of the 'No. 1' experimental subject, record the highest peak activity, and cut the biological tissue to prepare for the cloning plan."

"The experiment... succeeded, but it also failed. The clones died very quickly."

...

"Experiment record, 82nd time."

"Extract samples of bone marrow, blood, cells and other samples from the 'No. 1' experimental subject, and use an artificial uterus for incubation."

"It... was born. We have stepped into the realm of gods. From today on, humans will become their own gods!"

...

Suppressing the anger surging in his heart, Steve planned to rescue the girl.

His integrity made it impossible for him to sit back and watch as such a weak girl was imprisoned in a container as an experimental subject and suffered inhuman torture day and night, and he did not intend to tell anyone about it.

He is upright, but not a fool.

The importance of this girl is evident from the information.

If it is handed over to the US government, it is estimated that the girl will become an experimental subject again soon.

He grew up on the streets and was tortured by violence. He never thought highly of his country, let alone believed that those idiots would give up a super weapon that was about to be obtained.

This matter... ends here.

Steve took out a delicate metal lighter from the inner pocket of his jacket.

Rubbing his thumb a little harder, the lighter made a crisp sound. The moment the cap popped open, a cluster of orange flames rose up. The trembling light reflected on his face, and the depths of his eyes were full of indifference.

"No one will find you..."

Steve murmured softly, as if talking to himself, and then threw the lighter towards the pile of documents.

When the already flammable paper encountered flames, it was instantly ignited by the flames, rising half a meter high like a fire. A billowing heat wave hit your face, emitting a burning smell.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that all the documents were burned that Steve breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he walked towards the container where the girl was trapped. Just when he was about to raise his arm and smash the container with his fist, he suddenly heard a ghost-like, erratic and cold sneer in his ears.

"who?!"

A warning sign suddenly occurred in Steve's heart, and he suddenly turned around and looked around.

But strangely, the entire room was empty, with only unsettling dark shadows.

"You can call me...Hive."

The cold voice sounded again, and the originally dead experimenter stood up slowly, staring at him with his zombie-like gray eyes, and said with expressionless lips: "Captain America, Steve Rogers, what are you planning to do to me?" What does 'Mother' do?"