American Manga God

Instead of looking down, May set her sights on Fred, who came from the front row on behalf of the federal government.

Brother Sven glasses suddenly seemed to be pricked by a needle, and turned back subconsciously, looking in the direction that made him feel uneasy.

Mei Mumu didn't evade, just showed an inscrutable smile to Fred's shoes.

This made Fred even more uneasy. Of course, on the surface, he still smiled politely at Mei Mumu.

Next, [guinea pig] Steve Rogers, has begun to be injected.

First stitch down.

"It's not too bad," Steve said.

"Uh, that's just penicillin, in order to avoid complications such as inflammation caused by your bacterial infection." The doctor was a little stunned.

At this time, the fixed syringe on the experimental table began to move. There are a total of six needles in the left and right rows, and each needle is as thick as two fingers.

When the test bench started, the liquid from the six syringes was shunted from the plastic tube to more than fifty needles. These needles were scattered all over the body and slashed towards Steve.

"Wow!" Steve groaned.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been stabbed by the medieval human-shaped torture device - the [Iron Virgin]. That kind of torture instrument full of spikes can definitely give the victim the greatest pain.

The icy liquid, injected into the muscle, causes an unpleasant reaction.

First a tingling, then a tingling, and finally a fiery burning sensation.

The bench began to close, forming a human-shaped coffin. Except for the round glass on his face, Steve was completely isolated from the outside world.

When the metal mummy coffin-like laboratory table began to stand up slowly, through the glass window, Steve saw the people in the observation room, and he found that all his attention was not on the beautiful Miss Carter, but on the beautiful Miss Carter. On Mr. May, who inspired him and gave him a chance.

Unlike the other Steve Rogers in the usual world, because someone May got in touch with Steve before Dr. Abraham.

In Steve's eyes: First-hand sponsorship of the plan, the person who promotes the plan is Mei Mumu! Even Abraham was found by Mei Mumu, a mysterious man with great powers. So the one who really gave him the chance to prove himself was Mei Mumu, not anyone else.

For Mei Mumu, Steve already has a trust beyond his own imagination.

Even though there were two large pieces of glass and the reflection of the light, Steve could clearly see the shape of Mei Mumu's mouth, which was clearly saying-believe in the Holy Light! You will receive redemption, and... new life!

"I know, I will!"

Intramuscular injection is just a prelude. No American soldier will fall at this step. The real test lies in the subsequent saturated irradiation of Weta rays. After testing, this is a hundred times more terrifying than Professor Yang's electrotherapy.

"Five, four, three, two, one!" When the Doctor finished his last cry, Howard Stark, who was in charge of the mechanical engineering device, pushed the power switch himself.

Everything was ready, Howard turned a turntable on the operating table, and on the inner wall of the closed coffin-shaped experimental table, the lights that could emit Weta rays began to brighten.

Steve, who had originally closed his eyes because of nervousness, suddenly tightened his body involuntarily. The ordinary young face was instantly wrinkled, and crow's feet-like wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Inside the metal [coffin], the only glass window that could have seen the subject's condition was now filled with purple light.

"The dose is 10%!" The experimenter read the data on the meter in as calm a tone as possible.

"20%!"

As the dose of radiation increased, the light inside became more and more dazzling, and it became impossible to see directly.

The senior officials in the observation room also became a little nervous.

Peggy, who was concerned about Steve, her full chest heaved even more intensely.

"30%!"

At this point, Dr. Abraham, who was standing next to the experimental bench, could clearly hear Steve's muffled sound inside the metal lid.

The subject's groaning was transmitted over the radio to the observation room, causing a slight commotion among the officials.

Colonel Phillips had to explain to MPs: "According to a female soldier subject who has experience in childbirth, 30% has been similar to the pain she experienced when giving birth."

"This... can this young man named Rogers handle it?"

The colonel was helpless: "God knows."

Everyone knows that Steve is desperate.

Everyone was sweating for him.

"Dose 50%!" This time it wasn't the experimenter, but Howard himself shouted.

The next experimenter added: "The subject's heart rate rose rapidly, and the physical signs were generally stable."

This has surpassed the records of all previous subjects.

When the dose was increased to 60%, Steve inside finally couldn't help screaming.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

That kind of heart-piercing scream made everyone feel moved!

Peggy's facial muscles were all tense. Her buttocks had already left the seat and she was half-squatting. She subconsciously wanted to stand up, but she was afraid of getting in the way of the officials standing behind her. At some point, her heart was completely tied to Steve's safety.

Steve in there was miserable, very miserable.

I thought those lamps would at most give him an oven-grade scorching sensation.

He was proven wrong, and the serum injected into his body began to react violently with his musculoskeletal body when exposed to the high doses of the Vita rays.

feeling-

Each of his bones was broken with a large hammer and thoroughly ground into ashes with a stone mill.

Every muscle of his was torn to shreds by thousands of tiny claws, shredded into minced meat.

Every inch of his skin was ripped apart by the machine, and every pore was pulled to the point where a football could fit into it.

The pain was completely beyond his imagination and beyond the limit he could bear.

He felt like his body was falling apart and his soul was being annihilated.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!" It was a painful cry from the deepest part of the soul!

"Steve! Steve! How are you?" the doctor outside ~www.readwn.com~ shouted anxiously. Howard, a few meters away, stopped the turntable and did not increase the dose.

Everyone hung their hearts and hearts, waiting for Steve's reaction in the metal [coffin]. As long as Steve says the words 'I give up', the experiment will fail.

Just when Steve was in the most pain, even he thought he couldn't bear it, he suddenly saw Mr. May again. The other party seemed to be a soul detached from the body, hovering in front of him.

Mei Mumu's face was stern, and there was a mysterious brilliance in his face, and there was a great warmth in the voice of his soul.

"I have seen the most just and kind aliens, and the most cruel and cunning human beings. I think - the way of the Holy Light is the way of justice. Justice has no race, color, or gender! If you agree with this truth, then Just give in to the Holy Light!"

These words resonated with Steve: "I... Steve Rogers, willing to join the Way of the Holy Light!"