American comics: Becoming the god of technology from Osborn

Chapter 65 You Humans Are So Complicated
"Bionic man is a robot that uses a bionic organ structure."

In response to Hive's doubts, Pierce gave a brief introduction.

"Who is Robert?"

Hive then asked.

"…I said robot, not Robert. You pronounced it wrong."

Pierce explained speechlessly.

"Your human language is too complicated. If these two words have completely unrelated meanings, why do they have such similar pronunciations?"

Beehive said in a proud tone, "Our language is simple and effective."

“@*%￥&￥￡%#∑￠… That’s what you should have said just now.”

"Forget it. I find that communicating with you is an extremely inefficient thing. Let's just do the test directly."

Pierce shook his head helplessly and gestured to the Hydra agent next to him.

After receiving the order, the latter nodded immediately, turned around and walked into the secret room behind him, and pushed out a stretcher.

There is a TW700 model bionic man lying on the stretcher. The LED light on his head is off and not lit, indicating that the bionic man has not been turned on yet.

"Try to parasite on it."

Pierce pointed at TW700 and said to Hive.

puff!puff!puff!
As soon as he finished speaking, Hive raised his hand and aimed it at TW700. The skin on his palm automatically cracked open, and several curled up parasites instantly spurted out and shot towards the bionic man.

As soon as they came into contact with the bionic man's skin, the parasites began to crawl frantically on it, looking for holes through which they could invade.

It quickly drilled into the bionic man's mouth, ears and nose.

Then, more than ten seconds passed like this... dozens of seconds... a minute.

Nothing strange happened, the android was not controlled by the hive's parasites to stand up.

"No, this thing is not a living thing. It doesn't have a nervous system. The best I can do is hide inside it. I can't control its movements."

The Hive waved, and the parasites that had burrowed into the bionic body crawled back onto its body.

"Well, it really isn't possible."

Pierce also knew that it was unrealistic to let a parasite control a machine, so he just let the hive test it out as a try.

If you succeed, that would be the best, but if you don’t, that’s normal too. There is nothing unacceptable.

"You just released the parasites in your body, which means that you only need a few parasites to control a human being. How many people can you parasitize at one time?"

Pierce asked, resting his hand on his chin.

"About 527."

The Hive quickly gave an answer.

Hearing this, Pierce showed a sinister smile on his face.

"That's more than enough."

He pulled out a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button. Then a virtual projection appeared between him and the hive, with a map of a warehouse and its surroundings and actual images of the warehouse.

"Harry Osborn's schedule is easy to control. Unlike Tony Stark, he doesn't travel around the world every day. He is basically either in Osborn Building or at home. Occasionally, he visits various android factories or other project research bases."

Having introduced this, Pierce suddenly changed the subject.

"But recently, since the last assassination team was wiped out, Harry has set aside three hours every week to go to the warehouse on the map. The date is not fixed. Sometimes it is Thursday, sometimes Friday, and sometimes Wednesday."

"We have reason to suspect that the Winter Soldier is most likely imprisoned here, and Harry Osborn is trying to undo his brainwashing."

At this point, Pierce's eyes flashed with mockery. "This warehouse has nothing to do with the Osborn Group, so there are not many androids guarding it. Every time we go to the warehouse, we try to avoid being seen. Harry thought he could hide it from us in this way, but he obviously underestimated Hydra's intelligence network."

"honeycomb."

Pierce stared at Hive Road with a vicious look.

"Your mission is to sneak into the warehouse, rescue the Winter Soldier, and parasite everyone in the warehouse. When Harry goes to the warehouse next time, you will kill him!"

"What if the Winter Soldier has been de-brainwashed?"

Hive asked.

"Don't worry about that. If we can brainwash him once, we can brainwash him countless times. You only need to recite ten secret phrases to control the behavior and thoughts of the Winter Soldier."

Pierce narrowed his eyes and emphasized: "No matter what, I will not allow you to parasitize the Winter Soldier."

He knew very well that the Hive was just a temporary weapon lent to him by Baron Strucker to kill Harry Osborn, and that his control over the Hive would only last until the moment of Harry's death.

In fact, even Baron Strucker may not be able to completely control the Hive. The Hive already has its own consciousness. The reason why it has decided to stand on the side of Hydra now is probably because the hundreds of people absorbed as nutrients by it are all loyal Hydra members.

The Hive has absorbed too much consciousness of infinite loyalty to Hydra, so it naturally has a favorable impression of Hydra.

But once it begins to parasitize humans in large numbers and absorbs more and more complex memories, the final outcome is uncertain.

No matter how powerful the Hive is, it has nothing to do with Pierce. The Winter Soldier is the strongest weapon he can rely on.

So did Pierce sacrifice the loyal Agent Sitwell and several of his subordinates, and hand over Captain America to someone else, only to get nothing in the end?
In his opinion, this was not the case. Giving Captain America to Baron Strucker seemed to be a losing deal, and in fact, he did not make any profit, but Pierce did have other plans.

"Sneak into the warehouse, rescue the Winter Soldier, parasite everyone except the Winter Soldier, kill Harry Osborn, no problem."

Hive repeated the task Pierce had given him, and the latter nodded.

The next day, night.

A figure with a dull look in his eyes came to a block between Eighth and Eleventh Avenues in Manhattan, spanning 34th to 59th Streets.

In New York, a typical city that never sleeps, this neighborhood is obviously very close to bustling nightclubs such as Broadway, so there should be no shortage of pedestrians even at midnight.

But at this time, which was not too late, large areas of the streets were empty, which was extremely weird.

And if you knew the name of this neighborhood, you might understand this abnormal situation.

Its name is Hell's Kitchen.

The warehouse that Harry used as a prison for the Winter Soldier was hidden on a street in Hell's Kitchen.

Hive controlled a ferocious-looking woman and walked towards the warehouse step by step.

(End of this chapter)