Marvel's Psyker

After a short rest, Waylon woke up.

He walked out of the cubicle, took a handful of cold water and rubbed his face in front of the sink, and finally regained consciousness.

He reached for the box he had been holding.Opening the box, I saw a test tube in the center of the box, which contained some kind of dark green liquid.

Waylon noticed that the wall of the test tube was full of cracks and gaps, which should have been broken in the collision just now.

Just as Waylon was anxiously about to check the test tube, a man suddenly walked in behind him.

The man was tall and strong, but he smelled of alcohol, his footsteps were sloppy, and he hummed meaninglessly.

When he walked into the public toilet from the outside, he bumped into Waylon in front of the sink.Waylon turned around subconsciously, and inadvertently met the man's gaze.

Although Waylon immediately looked away, he was still misunderstood by the drunk man as a provocation.

"Boy...you...what are you looking at!"

While yelling, the man gave Waylon a sharp push.

There was water on the floor of the public toilet, so it was very slippery. In addition, the drunk man was very strong. Wei Lun couldn't stand still, fell backwards, and hit the mirror above the sink with his head.

The mirror shattered suddenly, and the wound on Wei Lun's forehead collapsed again, and blood splashed all over for a while, and the blood flow continued.

The man still didn't give up, and continued to push forward.

Waylon was impatient, and he took the first step and pushed the man with all his strength.

The man fell backwards, hit the back of his head heavily on the ground, and passed out immediately.

Looking at the unconscious man, Waylon felt a little flustered. Just as he was hesitating whether to go up to check on the man, the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

"Hello? Hello!"

Waylon frantically answered the phone.

"Vaylon! Haven't you arrived yet? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The companion's impatient urging sound came from the phone.

"Understood! Simon, right now, I'll come right away!"

Because of the urging of his companions, and Waylon himself was already flustered at the moment.

So he didn't care to check the fallen man or the broken test tube, he closed the box and left in a hurry.

"Trouble, sir, Osborne House! Please hurry!"

He stopped a taxi on the side of the road, got in the car, and went to the Osborne Building to meet his companions.

In fact, if Waylon had taken a few seconds to examine the test tube before closing the box, he would have found out.

A drop of bright red blood was flowing into the test tube along the slit on the test tube, and finally melted into the green liquid in the tube and disappeared...

"Simon, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Osborne Building, in a laboratory located deep in the building, Waylon said worriedly to his friends around him.

"Come on! Waylon, buddy, you've been nagging in my ear several times! What's the matter with you today?"

Simon, who was busy, turned his head to look at his friend impatiently.

"I just think it's not good for us to secretly use the laboratory facilities like this..."

"When we make a result, there will be nothing bad!" Simon said nonchalantly. "Just put your heart in your stomach."

"How can you rest assured!"

Waylon had a wry expression on his face, as if he was worried about something.

"You know, we have used up all the consumables that the teacher will use for experiments in a few days. That is hundreds of thousands of dollars in materials! We even used an X-ray imager!"

"We are friends, and I only agreed to help you at first. But I didn't expect you to make such a big deal!"

"Simon, you must know that even a teacher will only conduct a cell fusion experiment when he is confident enough."

Simon retorted unconvinced: "But I decided to conduct this experiment only when I was confident enough!"

"Your experiment is just a conjecture of yours. You haven't even done a verification, have you? Because you have no conditions to do it!"

Simon choked on Waylon's words and didn't know any rebuttal.

"Oh! Anyway, I have already done it, the instrument has been started, and the consumables have been used up! It is useless to say these now."

Not being a good friend, Simon simply put on an attitude that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Seeing that his friend still had a serious expression, Simon could only be patient and try to reason with him.

"Waylon, you have to know that since the mutant spider project of Dr. Richard next door was suspended a few years ago, now we are the only laboratory working on the biological transgenic recombination project of the Osborne Group!"

"The teacher is under a lot of pressure for this! Because there are too many eyes and hopes on his shoulders, he can't afford to lose!"

"And you know the teacher's wish, right? He hopes to use this experiment to heal his broken arm and benefit all mankind!"

"If successful, tens of thousands of disabled people will be reborn, and there will be no disabled souls in the future world!"

"For this ideal, he has devoted countless efforts and energy! He has endured too much!"

"And me! I can help him!"

"I have a hunch, just wait a few more minutes, just a few minutes! After the results come out, the laboratory's lizard serum project can be declared a success!"

"Teacher's dream will come true! He will be proud of me!"

Simon, who became more and more frantic, grabbed Waylon's arms and made him look directly into his eyes.

"Waylon, brother! Don't you want to help the teacher?"

Looking directly at his friend's fiery pupils, and listening to his friend's heartfelt narration, Waylon fell silent, lost in thought, as if he was moved by Simon.

"Okay, I promise to help you, but just this time." After a minute of silence, Waylon said slowly.

Simon laughed happily, "That's right!"

Simon patted Waylon on the shoulder, "Vaylon, trust me! The results will prove that I am right!"

"Hey~ I can't believe I was moved by you."

Waylon sighed, folded his arms, and stepped aside.

Simon stood in front of the instrument, quietly waiting for the result.

When the scheduled time came, in front of Simon's eyes, the computer lit up a reminder that the experiment was successful.