Chapter 946 I Am Here to Save You, the Origin of the Inhumans? (1/2)

Airbus, interrogation room.

Aaron, Coulson, and Sif sat at the table, and opposite them was a Kree with his hands cuffed.

"I'm here to save you." The Kree spread his handcuffed hands with some tiredness, without any sense of being captured.

"Is that why you attacked me, Kree?" Sif asked, staring at him with an unfriendly look.

"Let me be clear, ma'am, you attacked me first." The Kree felt aggrieved for no reason. "I just came to Earth not long ago, and you found me.

You didn't give me any chance to explain, and you just started.

I even had the illusion that I had hurt you before, but I have never offended a woman on my own initiative.

I had to erase your memory to prevent you from tracking me. Is self-defense wrong?

By the way, how did you find me?"

"You are not qualified to ask questions, Kree." Sif slapped the table and said, "Don't talk."

"This request is a bit too much." Aaron's eyes twitched, "We have a lot of questions to ask him. If we don't let him talk, do we have to rely on telepathy?"

"We do need him to talk." Coulson added angrily.

"I can prove that I am not a threat to you." The Kree said, and then emphasized again, "I am here to save you, give me my short stick..."

"It's really the Kree." Sif interrupted coldly, pointing her sword at him, "We need weapons to make our point."

It seems that you are the one holding the weapon now!

The Kree was speechless and turned to look at the owner of the plane. "My short stick can restore her memory. Doesn't this show my upright intentions?"

"I'll consider it when I'm sure the short stick does what you said." Coulson said, "What's your name?"

"Van Dake, I'll win your trust."

The three left the interrogation room and came to the laboratory.

Fitz and Simmons were using instruments to test Van Dake's short stick. The scanned data was transmitted to the computer, and the two frowned at the same time.

"No valuable information can be detected." Simmons said in a deep voice, "From the appearance and test results, this is just an ordinary... iron stick."

"It can't make people lose their memory." Fitz added, "At least it doesn't have any effect in our hands. It may have done biometrics. It is only effective when the short stick is in the owner's hand."

"Not necessarily." Skye crossed his arms and looked at Aaron meaningfully, "I saw him hit you with the short stick with my own eyes, but your memory is not lost."

After the voice fell, everyone's eyes fell on Aaron.

"Well... there are some reasons, but can I not explain?"

"No." Sif stared at him closely and asked bluntly, "Why didn't you lose your memory? Did you have any cooperation with the Kree?"

"Sif, don't talk nonsense!

Forget it, I won't argue with you because you have lost your memory."

"Please answer my question."

"Okay!" Aaron said helplessly, then raised his hand to straighten his collar, "Is my dress... handsome?"

"Handsome." Fitz said very frankly, "This windbreaker robe is an exclusive design at first glance, and it seems to be suitable for any occasion. It is definitely not cheap."

"You have vision, but it's more than that.

This dress is also windproof, waterproof, fireproof, and dustproof. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It can be worn all year round. You can't afford it even if you work for a lifetime, and you can't afford it even if you count your pension."

"This doesn't seem to be the point!" Mei rolled her eyes speechlessly, "What we want to know is why you didn't lose your memory, not for you to show off your wealth."

"Isn't my explanation clear enough?" Aaron said seriously.

"Hmm? You don't mean this dress, do you?" Coulson asked with some doubt.

"Otherwise? This is a divine weapon.

It took me a lot of time to change it into a high-end, classy, ​​low-key, luxurious and connotative dress that can better set off my unique temperament.

When you came to me, I had just finished this masterpiece of my life.

It consumed too much of my energy, so I wanted to rest at home."

"Divine weapon? Like Thor's hammer?" Mike asked with interest.

"Almost!" Aaron said modestly, "This dress is no worse than Mjolnir."

"Impossible." Sif blurted out, "Mjolnir was taken from the core of a planet and was forged by the dwarf king himself. It belongs to the divine weapon of Thor."

Kacha! Kacha!

Aaron blinked, then cleared his throat and introduced: "The predecessor of this dress is the armor of one of the eight immortal gods in ancient times. It was modified by Aaron Gaius, the greatest alchemist in the future, and it will also be a family heirloom of Gaius's family."

Everyone:......

A few seconds later, Coulson's voice broke the awkward atmosphere, "How to prove it?"

"You don't believe me? You don't believe me?

Coulson, I always thought we were friends, and I saved your life!"

Coulson looked away with a guilty conscience, "It's not that I don't believe you, but...shouldn't you prove this kind of thing?"

Aaron rolled his eyes and turned to look at Sif, "Lend me your sword."

Sif instantly understood his thoughts, "Shouldn't you take it off first?"

"No, it's safer to wear it."

Sif nodded slightly and handed him the long sword in her hand.

Aaron threw the sword upwards, then stretched out his right hand, waiting for the sword to flip over and fall.

Under the gaze of everyone, the sharp sword blade wiped out some sparks on Aaron's clothes and then fell steadily to the ground, but his clothes showed no trace of damage.

"Do you believe it now?" Aaron said with a hint of satisfaction, "The armor of the immortal god has been transformed, and the defense is fully increased. From now on, I can ignore bullets and cannonballs."

"That's not as good as Mjolnir." Sif said somewhat unconvinced.

"Thor's hammer gives the wielder the power of thunder, and this piece of clothing gives the wearer physical strength comparable to that of Ya-Heaven Father.

It is no exaggeration to say that wearing this suit, ordinary people can fight the Hulk in a duel. "

"Really?" Skye said in disbelief.

"Of course it's true. I can only say that you don't understand the value of the immortal god, otherwise I wouldn't want to treat this dress as a family heirloom."

"One question, where did you get the armor of the immortal gods?" Coulson asked curiously. If there are eight immortal gods, then there should be eight sets of armors, which is much better than Stark's. Mark armor is more cost-effective.

"You have to ask Slytherin about this." Aaron said nonsensically, "He is a good friend of mine and the ruler of the planet Borhart.

He bought the armor of the immortal god as a gift to me, hoping that I would be able to protect myself on this troubled planet. "

"You have friends who rule a planet?" Colson opened his mouth with difficulty, "This joke is not funny at all."

"He's not joking." Sif seemed to have remembered something, "Slytherin's wealth is comparable to that of a higher civilization, and he has indeed bought the Borhart star, which will be the food base in the entire universe.

Many civilizations have reached cooperation with him, including Asgard.

If it were him, he might actually be able to buy an artifact, although basically no one would sell it. "

"This... is really surprising!" Colson said with an unnatural expression, "Who... is Slytherin? How did you communicate with him?"

"I refuse to answer this question." Aaron said angrily, "Colson, it's true that you are an agent, but I am not someone you can interrogate."

"Curious, just curious." Colson laughed and didn't ask any more questions.

"Tch! Now you know why I don't have amnesia?

My suggestion is to give the stick back to Van Dyck and let him try it. "

"Isn't this too hasty?" Skye frowned, "Give him the weapon back, who knows if he will hurt Sif?"

"First of all, he is on our territory, so it is impossible to kill him with just one weapon!

Secondly, with so many of us watching him, he has to have a chance to do small tricks!

Thirdly, Sif is an Asgardian, so she will be fine even if she gets hammered again.

Finally, and most importantly, I also did some research on micro-expressions, and I found that everything he said from the time we met him until now is true. "

"You mean he didn't lie to us?" Skye's face twitched slightly and she said in disbelief, "He said he was here to save us."

"It's best not to believe what the Kree say." Sif said. "The Kree are notorious in the universe. Before they kill people, set fire to cities and annihilate people, they will say, I am here to save you."

"It is true that the Kree people do not have a good reputation, but who can say that there is not a good person among the Kree people?" Aaron asked, "Besides, no matter what Sif you think of Van Dak, he is the only one now. Can restore your memory."

"Do you have any other methods?" Colson asked hesitantly, "You restored the memories of Barton and Bucky."

Aaron was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly and said: "Don't be ridiculous, just because I helped them recover their memories, my sheep charm is gone."

Using magic to restore Sif's memory is a last resort. Why should Van Dak take the risk when he can do it by giving him a short stick?

"Sif, what do you think?"

"You can try it." Sif said simply, and Coulson followed suit and asked Mike and May to bring Van Duck over.

"Tell me how to use the stick, Kree."

"I have a name and a surname." Van Dack said speechlessly, "The short stick can only be used in my hand."

"Biometrics! We all understand it." Aaron handed the stick directly to him, "Okay, please start your performance."

Van Duck paused, as if he didn't expect these people to believe him so easily.

"We still need her to cooperate."

"Me?" Sif pointed at herself, holding a sword and snorted coldly, "Okay! How do you want to cooperate?"

"It's very simple, just don't move." Van Dak walked towards Sif and fiddled with the dial at the bottom of the short stick.

The moment he approached, he suddenly took action and stabbed Sif in the abdomen with a stick.

clang!

As soon as the blow was successful, Van Duck immediately let go of the short stick and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

“It’s no use talking, seeing is believing.”

"Sif, do you remember?" Coulson asked.

"Yes, I regained my memory.

I am Lady Sif of Asgard, son of Kor and friend of Aaron. "

After saying that, Sif punched Van Dak in the face, causing him to grin.

"Asgardians, no wonder!"

"That's right, we don't trust the Kree, so I came here.

Heimdall saw a Kree descend on your world, and Odin ordered me to take him back."

"So you came here to cause trouble?"

"We know the history of the Kree, so we have to worry."

"In that case, you must have heard of the legend of Terrigen mutation."

"Mutation?"

Aaron murmured, and then his eyes lit up.

If nothing unexpected happens, 'Terrigen mutation' is his mission, the origin of the Inhumans.

"Tell me about Terrigen mutation in detail."

"A long time ago, the Kree launched a protracted war.

The casualties were heavy, and they needed more warriors, so the Kree landed on various planets to mutate the local natives to help them fight."

"Yes, Earth is one of them."

"The blue angel that fell from the sky."

Skye murmured in a low voice, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Rena said that the obelisk was left by the blue angel that fell from the sky, and qualified people were selected for evolution.

But now it seems that the Kree are not angels at all, but pure demons.

"Warriors? I'm afraid they are cannon fodder!" Mei said.

"No, to be precise, they are killers, powerful killers." Van Dack said, "An evil faction of the Kree has modified the DNA of other creatures, and these modifications can be activated by the Terrigen crystal."

"We know that these torturous experiments have failed."

"Those on other planets have failed, but not on Earth.

We had to stop the experiments here. These people have built a city. They also brought the prophet, and the crystal is stored in it.

Our more decent compatriots discovered and thwarted their plans, putting an end to that dark period of history."

"The origin of the Inhumans." Aaron couldn't help but sneer, "So that's what it is, the product of the genetic experiments of evil aliens.

In a sense, the Kree are the creators of the Inhumans, but I don't know if these creations will be loyal to their creators."

Everyone looked at Skye at the same time and chose to remain silent tacitly.

"When I saw an ancient signal being triggered, I knew it must be a prophet.

If the Kree Empire learns that these experiments have been successful, they will most likely start the experiments again."

"Then why did you come to Earth?" Skye asked uneasily.

"These mutants are abominations.

I know that I have to find the rest of the prophets and erase all traces of it before more monsters mutate."

"Do you know where the prophets are?" Coulson asked.

"I know, it's in this place, and we can get there by night at the latest."

"How many prophets are there?" May asked.

"Enough to create an army."