Chapter 481: let him dress up
Listening to the doctor telling that he once had a child, the expression on the face of the motherland stopped.
His lips moved like a puppet, "And then...?"
"In accordance with the NDA, I should say that Becca had a difficult delivery, the baby tore her uterus, bleeding profusely, and no one would survive such a situation. The baby lay in a pool of blood for ten seconds, then died. ."
The expression of the motherland finally changed, and he took a deep breath, "So... what you should say, is it true? They are all dead?"
"The truth is, No! They are alive and well, Vought Company, hiding them in a very secret place."
The native relaxed, but his body was still stiff, and he did not react from this huge shocking event for a while.
"Then...why are you telling me about this now?"
The Doctor stood up and took a step closer to the glass wall. "To protect you, this will always be Walter's priority, isn't it? Protecting our most profitable asset. That's why we're keeping you a secret. But now, the situation has changed. It's different, the world outside has undergone tremendous changes. The top management of Walter Company has been cleaned again, Eric Xavier of Wall Street and the Shaw family have become the largest shareholders, and of course, there is also the congregation church. Alastair. And you're a prisoner."
The doctor's words were full of sighs, "Do you know what the advantage of a crossbreed dog is? John, that is the right gene, you can get the perfect creature, but no matter how perfect they are, they are not enough. The mother grew up without the side. Subjects become violent, aggressive, and full of hatred. You were supposed to grow up in a home with a family that loves you, not a lab with a doctor."
When the native listened to the doctor talking about his childhood, tears appeared in his eyes, but he resisted the tears and said with a smile: "I think I grew up very well."
With a heavy expression on the doctor's face, he walked a few steps around the room and turned away, "When I think about what you've been through, and what you can do to everyone else right now..."
The doctor turned his face and said to the native in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, John."
The motherland stood up from the chair and held back tears, "I don't need your apology."
"It's all my fault!"
"What do you want?"
The motherland walked a few steps towards the glass wall, staring at the doctor with a somewhat uncontrollable expression, "Get my forgiveness? Now? Now that I have been spurned by everyone, and even the only love (Storm) died? I thank you Tell me there's another son, but Doctor, you raised me like a **** lab rat and made me forgive you when I'm the way I am?!"
"No! Never! Confession is too little and too late! I'm a super villain, and I'm a villain when I know I have a son? This is such a **** bastard!"
The motherland's throat twitched, staring at the doctor outside with a meaning in his eyes - "Yongyun will not forgive you!"
"I don't expect anything from you. John, I'm an old man, and all I want to do is make up for it with limited opportunities."
The doctor was invited by Eric to talk to the natives, and he already knew what was going on outside.
"John, it's not too late. There are new invaders out there, and they're already attacking the world, but you can stop them. You're still that superhero if you want."
The Doctor finally spoke his purpose.
The natives were silent for a while, then suddenly raised their heads, "Eric, Xavier asked you to come, right?"
The Doctor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slowly, "That's what I mean, I've always wanted to talk to you, John."
The native smiled, "I know you, Doctor, you are like my father. But you would never give me advice, like you said, not to have too much affection with experimental animals, would you? Use yourself as a machine, and touch the experimental mice with the icy shell."
"I've said what I want to say, what to do, you think about it, John. But don't forget, what was your goal? To be the greatest superhero, isn't it?"
The doctor put on his hat and walked outside with a cane.
"You are my great failure, that's the only conclusion I've come to so far."
The doctor's last words drifted into the ears of the motherland, making the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.
After sitting quietly for a few minutes, the natives connected the communicator.
"I want to see Eric, Xavier."
The agents of SHIELD are not too afraid of the motherland, because the highest level agents as well as Eric have devices that can disable the superpower of the motherland.
Although it won't make him lose his superpowers, it can make him sore and incapacitated like Superman seeing kryptonite.
After Eric took control of Walter, this top-secret thing was naturally mastered by him.
In the director's office, Eric met the haggard natives.
"It's been a long time, my motherland."
Eric is holding a stack of documents and reading something.
Putting down the information, Eric looked at him with a smile.
Although the Avengers team encountered a lot of trouble, the deep sea of Arcadia Bay and others were trapped, but Eric still pretended to be an old god.
"We need to talk."
When the natives faced Eric, the arrogant behavior of the past subsided a little.
Even more restrained than facing Edgar Stan, the former president of Water Corporation.
Eric did not sit down in a hurry, but walked to the high-end wine cabinet on the other side of the office, which contained a lot of good wine.
82 year old Lafite, Macallan 1946 whisky, Henry IV brandy, everything is available.
There were even a few bottles of Kweichow Moutai that looked very old in packaging.
This wine cabinet was bought by Eric from the very beginning. Although he doesn't like drinking, he prepared some good wine in accordance with Huaxia's rules in order to be more dignified when entertaining guests.
"What would you like to drink, natives? Whiskey, red wine, or brandy?"
Pressing the fingerprint lock to open the wine cabinet, Eric took out the cup and asked the motherland.
The native thought of rejecting it, but when he thought that he couldn't kill his momentum, he nodded and said in a flat tone, "Then let's have a glass of brandy with ice."
Eric took out the Henry IV brandy, poured a third of it into the wine glass, cut an irregular ice cube with an ice dispenser, and put it into the wine glass. Shake it a little, and then hand it to the motherland.
"As you can see, I am now the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the largest shareholder of Walter Corporation. If you hadn't resigned from Walter Corporation, I would be your boss."
Eric poured Kweichow Moutai for himself.
"But being a superhero obviously can't satisfy you, so you chose to be a superhero's opponent - a super criminal, which sounds quite regrettable."