Chapter 146 This is how you use permissions
Chapter 146 This is how you use permissions
"I'm sorry, Simmons," Coulson said softly.
He quickly backed away until he was outside the glass door of the laboratory, and then operated the panel a few times.
Unaware of what was happening, Agent Simon stared blankly, realizing he was locked inside.
Coulson gently pointed behind her.
"Oh my God..." Agent Simonster felt a sense of despair upon discovering the floating instrument.
It must have been during the examination of Clos's body that he was accidentally infected.
Yes, it must be that electric shock-like feeling; it's actually the virus entering your body.
After receiving Coulson's notification, Qin Wuying quickly assembled all the crew members on the Airbus.
Although Agent Simonster has been isolated, we can't just leave her like this.
"How long until the static electricity outbreak caused by the virus outbreak?"
"Three more hours."
Faced with Qin Wuying's question, Agent Fitz responded hesitantly.
For him, Simmons was a part of his entire life and was the closest person to him.
But now, a virus that has never been conquered is very likely to take her life.
"Then there's still time," Qin Wuying said calmly.
"But we are too far from the nearest landing site to get the serum developed by S.H.I.E.L.D. in time."
Just when everyone was pinning their hopes on the research results of the "sandbox," Agent Melinda poured cold water on their hopes.
This means that they will have to solve the problem themselves from now on.
"Okay, but I know a biology expert who can make the serum very quickly."
Qin Wuying composed himself, looked around, and encouraged his teammates with his eyes.
Even without saying the person's name, everyone understood who Qin Wuying was referring to.
They all followed the anxious Agent Fitz and ran to the laboratory door.
After hearing Qin Wuying's idea, Agent Simonster nodded firmly.
She took deep breaths as much as possible to calm her panicked emotions.
"If it were just me, it wouldn't be a problem, but if I can't solve it, it will cause trouble for you."
She held her forehead, a pained expression on her face.
Even at this critical moment of life and death, he was still worried that his teammates would be infected by him.
"It's alright, I'll take everyone somewhere else next," Qin Wuying smiled and gently reassured them.
After a long period of training, he was able to mobilize more and more of the magical power within his body.
Now, he can instantly teleport himself and his subordinates to distant places.
However, that would be a bit tiring.
"Thank you." Agent Simon wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and nodded.
Next, she can focus on developing the serum without any distractions.
"Sir..." Agent Fitz spoke slowly at that moment—
"No need to say more, you want to stay, right?" Qin Wuying understood his thoughts.
After receiving permission from his superior, Fitz opened the laboratory door and rushed inside without hesitation.
Simmons has always been his motivation and his lifelong partner.
In his dull and gloomy days, in those days when he painstakingly studied but achieved no results.
"Let's go, let's deal with the communications from headquarters first, then we'll move on."
Qin Wuying was very pleased to see the Fitz-Simmons duo fully committed to their game again.
There's no use being anxious now; he chooses to trust his teammates.
However, the people at headquarters weren't so sure.
"Listen up, Coulson, this is headquarters' order: any infected material must be disposed of immediately."
On the screen in the Airbus conference room, unfamiliar agents were relaying orders.
The agent was met with a silence of more than ten seconds.
This was an order that absolutely could not be agreed to, absolutely could not be obeyed, and Coulson wanted to pretend he hadn't heard it.
"If you continue to remain unresponsive, I will have no choice but to initiate a review process."
Seeing Coulson's attitude, the headquarters agents were somewhat angry and wanted to use procedures to threaten him.
"What? What program?" Qin Wuying stepped out from the shadows and stared at the screen.
He originally thought that Coulson could handle it alone and that he didn't need to show his face.
But now it seems he has no choice but to step in.
"Sir... what are you doing here? We haven't had any news about you in a long time."
Upon seeing Qin Wuying, the headquarters agents immediately became respectful.
After all, as the deputy director, although he doesn't usually get involved in the various affairs of S.H.I.E.L.D.—
But his authority was second only to the emperor, above all others.
In S.H.I.E.L.D., which operates on a hierarchical system, his position is unshakeable.
"Where I am is none of your business. I am now in full charge of Coulson's team."
"But sir, there might be... "
"No need for you to say anything more, let's leave it at that."
After saying that, Qin Wuying hung up the call without waiting for the other party's reaction.
Colson gave him a grateful look.
You should know that if something goes wrong this time, Nick Fury will have something to use against him.
"I know what you're worried about, but I trust them. That's how authority is used."
Qin Wuying noticed Coulson's worry, so he smiled and shook his head.
Agents Fitzgerald and Simondt are both top scientists; entrusting the task to them will definitely be fine.
Three minutes later, Qin Wuying led the remaining team members and teleported to the ground.
Before teleporting, he also teleported the small truck parked in the garage.
Although it was a truck, the large number of people made the space feel quite cramped.
Skye pulled up the live feed from the lab onto her laptop.
Everyone was crammed together in the carriage, their eyes glued to the screen on the computer.
Fitz-Simmons proceeded with each step of the procedure methodically.
However, the result seems to be unsatisfactory.
Three experimental mice were prepared to test the effectiveness of the serum.
However, the first mouse died immediately after the injection.
It kicked its limbs, its whole body twitching from the static electricity.
Soon, Simonster produced a second vial of serum.
After being injected into a mouse, the mouse survived immediately.
Just as Agent Fitz was watching it with delight—
The same symptoms of limb twitching recurred.
A spark flashed, and it perished inside the incubator.
There are almost no more chances for error.
If we are still unable to produce effective serum next time—
Then, there is not enough time, either in terms of the number of experimental subjects or the time available.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
Just then, Qin Wuxiang seemed to suddenly remember something.
"Yes, sir, please speak." Agent Simonster's voice trembled violently.
"How about trying out that Chitauri helmet?"
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