Dr. Connors, who had been released, seemed to be in a good state.
Although he had suddenly changed places, he was not acting strangely, and he seemed to be in a good state of mind.
Thus, when Midsummer Night said those words, he was quite relaxed and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.
In the end … when Midsummer Night put on his hat and said those words, Dr. Connors did not even think about it. He grabbed a pen on the table and was about to pounce on Midsummer Night while shouting, "You stabbed me with a knife!"
Banna was dumbfounded and forgot to react for a moment.
Midsummer Night was also stunned. He reached out and grabbed Dr. Connors' wrist. "Why are you so agitated?
So be it. I didn't stab you to death. You're acting as if I did something outrageous to you. "
Dr. Connors was not a lizardman after his transformation. How could he be a match for Midsummer Night?
He was disarmed in minutes. When Midsummer Night put the pen back, he said, "This is my favorite pen. If you break it, I'll fight you to the death."
Banna seemed to have woken up from a dream. After coming back to his senses, he pondered for a moment but still did not know what to do.
His ability required him to transform, and after that, he would not recognize anyone.
Thus, although Dr. Connors was very agitated, Chen Zhao could not suppress him.
He was mainly worried that after the transformation, this place would be uninhabitable after he woke up.
After thinking about it, he simply continued to maintain his aloof image.
Dr. Connors, on the other hand, quickly calmed down. He reached out and patted his head. "Sorry, I didn't mean it.
You know, some sequelae need time to ease. "
"It seems to have caused you a lot of mental trauma."
Midsummer Night blinked. The lizardman was also very agitated last night.
He immediately moved a chair over. "It's okay, please sit down."
Dr. Connors looked at Midsummer Night and then at Banna. "Why?"
"That's a good question!"
Midsummer Night nodded in satisfaction. "So, what do you mean why?"
"… Does it have to be so hard to talk to you?
I think you can understand what I mean. "
Dr. Connors looked at Banna. After all, Banna was a man of few words and looked very reliable.
Banna looked aloof on the outside, but he was thinking about what he should eat for lunch.
He completely ignored Dr. Connors's pleading gaze.
Dr. Connors felt that the people here were too unfriendly. He could only sigh and say, "Why didn't you hand me over to the police?
But here?
What is this place?
A laboratory? "
When he said this, he suddenly noticed the two equations on the small blackboard.
"I think I know why you brought me here. I thought you were a superhero, but it seems like you're not as pure as I thought."
"You are right. There is only one thing that is wrong." Midsummer Night smiled. "I am not a superhero. That little red spider is."
"Peter?
Parker! "
The corners of Dr. Connors's lips curled up into a smile. "He is a good kid."
"I don't think I have reached the age where I need to talk to a middle-aged man about the next generation."
Midsummer Night shrugged. "Truth be told, the reason we invited you here is because we hope you can help us complete a research project."
There was not much surprise on Dr. Connors's face.
There were two equations on the blackboard. One of them looked a little familiar to him, but he knew the other one very well.
That was the thing that Midsummer Night had taken away from his computer!
From the two equations, Midsummer Night's purpose was clear.
After a moment of silence, he asked, "Who are you working for?"
Midsummer Night glanced at Banna. Banna had long since entered a state of forgetting himself. The corners of Midsummer Night's mouth twitched slightly. He could only say, "We are not working for anyone. We are just saving ourselves."
"Saving ourselves?"
The answer surprised Dr. Connors and he found it hard to believe. "Why?
What happened to you guys? "
"It's not me, it's my friend."
Midsummer Night glanced at Banna. "You can probably see that his brain is not very good …"
"… …"
Banna coldly looked at Midsummer Night.
Dr. Connors was shocked and felt regretful. "So, Hulk is actually …"
"Hey!"
Banna could no longer remain silent. "You guys are not trying to make me angry, are you?
I don't like how I am when I am angry.
You guys better not like it too much! "
"All right."
Midsummer Night shrugged and said to Dr. Connors, "Don't look at him like this. In fact, when he is angry, he is really scary.
He will become a very big and muscular man. When he goes crazy, he can break the Earth in half with one punch. "
"If you didn't say that last sentence, I would probably believe it."
Dr. Connors was stunned.
"The truth will not change whether you believe it or not."
Midsummer Night sighed softly and said, "In fact, I think you should be able to understand this kind of pain, right?
What did a lifetime of research become in the end?
A monster that wags its big tail and tries to turn everyone in the city into a big lizard?
When you become a lizard, the helplessness of not being able to control your own actions … Do you have a deep understanding of it? "
These words were more serious. Dr. Connors was silent for a moment.
Now that he had returned to his original appearance, the part that was affected by the drug had also returned to normal.
His thoughts were no longer extreme. Thinking back to everything he had done before, he could not help but sweat all over.
"My friend is actually entangled in the same trouble."
Midsummer Night said, "He is a victim of the military's experiments. The incomplete equations and immature human experiments ultimately shaped Hulk!
When he incarnated as Hulk, he could not control his own actions, was easily provoked, and had a tendency to be violent. Isn't this very similar to when you incarnated as a lizard? "
"I understand."
Hearing this, Dr. Connors sighed softly and said, "So, this is a problem with the brain?"
"You can understand it this way. If you cannot control your own mind, isn't that a problem with the brain?"
Midsummer Night shrugged.
"Your choice of words is really difficult to understand."
Dr. Connors blinked and said, "Then, the purpose of this laboratory is to research a mental drug?"
The corners of Midsummer Night's mouth curled up. He said, "No, we are trying to create … the perfect serum!"
After he completely instilled the concept of the perfect serum into Dr. Connors, Dr. Connors was completely stunned.
"This idea is too crazy!
How could there be such a crazy idea? "
His expression fluctuated. After a long time, he looked at his arm. "If the serum is completed, then my arm …"
"It can be restored!"