All Gods: I Became a God by Loading Templates

Carter pushed open the door and went inside.

Hear the door open.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me?!" Howard looked up with displeasure, but his expression softened when he saw it was Carter.

"Tell me~ You disturbed me while I was conducting important research. Let me guess, something significant happened that requires my intervention, right?!"

"You're overthinking it. It's not at the point where a playboy like you needs to get involved," Carter joked with his old friend.

Howard waved his hand to stop the two assistants who were assisting him. "So what exactly happened?"

What's causing the alarm outside?

Could it be yet another unlucky soul who met their demise while conducting an experiment?

Carter said with a serious expression, "That's why I came here. I discovered the intruders."

I think you'll find it interesting.

Howard raised an eyebrow. "Intruders? Which country's spies are they? Shouldn't that be your business?"

I'm just a researcher; I haven't studied interrogation.

“Oh, that’s a shame. I thought you’d be interested,” Carter said with a smile. “That intruder used teleportation technology.”

Since you're not interested, I'll go find Pym.

He'll definitely be very interested.

Howard became immediately interested after hearing Carter mention the term "space teleportation".

In particular, I heard Pym, who was always competing with himself.

"and many more!"

With his back to Howard, Carter grinned triumphantly, then turned around and said, "So you're not going to continue your research?"

Howard glanced at the equipment on the table, especially the single drop of bright red liquid in the center, and whispered to his assistant, "Let's seal it up for now."

The two assistants nodded and quickly began to tidy up.

Howard slowly walked towards Carter and said, "Research can be done anytime."

What interests me more now is the intruder who used teleportation technology.

"Now let me meet that intruder."

Upon hearing this, Carter glanced at Howard and said, "If I had really caught it, I wouldn't have come looking for you."

Come to the conference room.

The retrieved surveillance footage was played repeatedly.

Howard frowned in thought.

A portal appeared in the scene. After Lin Bei entered, he easily melted the metal box, then casually opened the portal and left.

This is completely unscientific, especially the metal box that was originally used to store the Cosmic Cube, which is now like a melted candle.

Howard picked up the test report on the table; it was very brief.

All the data is normal, as if this metal box was originally this shape.

Howard rubbed his temples and shook his head, thinking to himself: This is completely illogical.

The high-ranking U.S. military official sitting opposite Howard looked at him and asked anxiously, "Have you figured it out?"

"You guys have really given me a lot of trouble~"

It seems my research will have to be postponed.

This box needs further testing to see if anything can be found.

After saying that, Howard told his assistant to move the metal box away.

After Howard left.

The American military leader turned his gaze to Carter, "You are our best agent."

The Cosmic Cube is of great importance.

You absolutely must find it. You can mobilize all available resources; I will get others to cooperate with you.

Cardi nodded, looking at the blurry image on the projection screen, which was fixed on Lin Bei's profile.

three days later.

In a secret base.

Lin Bei's photo was placed on Derekov's desk.

It also included a videotape of Lin Bei taking away the Cosmic Cube.

"Looks like my girls have some work to do again," the young Drekoff chuckled.

As the head of the Red House spy organization, the young Drekoff was quite ambitious.

Not only did he have his subordinates develop a conquest potion, but he also relied on the female spies he trained to obtain various secret information for his country and himself.

Among them is research data from America's study on super soldier serum.

They also obtained some of Erskine's research data and the research data of Hydra researchers who wanted to replicate the super serum by eliminating Hydra.

For this purpose, a successful experimental subject was created: Alexei.

Unfortunately, compared to Captain America, this successful model was not a success.

However, based solely on these achievements, Drekoff, who was only in his thirties, was already a general.

An assistant knocked on the door and came in, saying, "General! This is the list of candidates for the next Black Widow."

Drekoff took the list and glanced at it; the first name on the list was Natalia Romanova.

Following closely behind was Yelena Belova.

"How's the human modification experiment going?" Drekoff asked, looking up.

The assistant glanced at the file folder in his hand and said, "It went very smoothly. The first Black Widow, Claire, has been successfully modified."

Combined with Black Widow Serum and Conquest Potion, she will be your most obedient and sharpest weapon.

After saying that, he handed the data on Claire's test to Drekoff.

"Very good!" Looking at the test data above, the overall data is definitely much weaker than the imitation Alexei, only about three or four times stronger than an ordinary soldier. This Black Widow drug can be mass-produced, but the drawback is that it is only suitable for female recipients and has certain requirements for physical condition.

However, Drekoff had no intention of handing over the drug, as this power was an important tool for maintaining his power.

How could we just hand it over so easily?

“Let’s go see how our girls are doing with their training.” Drekoff picked up the files on the table.

We arrived at an open-air theater.

Outside, the snow was white, but inside the theater, one girl after another, dressed in white swan dresses, danced gracefully in the cold.

Drekoff, accompanied by his assistant, watched the girls dancing the Swan Lake, a smug look on his face.

These girls were all carefully selected and trained from war orphans I had collected over time.

After being injected with the first Conquest Potion, these girls were unable to disobey any of their orders.

"Clap clap clap!"

Upon hearing the sound, the girls quickly lined up and stood in a row.

Looking at these young, inexperienced girls, Drekoff gestured to the documents in his hand and said with a smile, "Alright, girls, your vacation is over."

"Your task is simple: find this man and obtain this item from him."

After saying that, Drekoff turned to Claire and said, "I'm leaving it to you!"

Claire nodded respectfully.

Natasha's cold gaze swept over Claire and the culprit, Drekoff, as images from her memories surfaced in her eyes.

Wearing only a thin garment, barefoot, they walked in the snow, their former companions fighting each other with daggers, branches, and teeth.

All for the sake of survival.

From over two hundred people at the beginning, we've gradually come down to just a few dozen now.

Natasha, who has survived to this day with her hands stained with the blood of her companions, has a cold gaze filled with rage.

Unable to resist, she could only obey Drekoff's orders after being injected with the conquest drug.

Natasha witnessed a companion who couldn't bear it any longer pull out an incredibly sharp wooden splinter from his lower body, intending to assassinate Drekoff.

But when he rushed to Drekoff, he was unable to move.

He couldn't bring himself to do anything to Drekoff.

Perhaps this mission will be a good opportunity.

Claire seemed to sense something and turned to look at her.

Natasha quickly lowered her head slightly.

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the other side.

On weathered rocks in the desert.

Lin Bei took out a stone with the Dormammu mark carved on it and carefully placed it in the magic circle on the ground.

"I hope this time it will be a success!"

Over the course of these three days, Lin Bei repeatedly attempted the ritual of stealing Dormammu's power as recorded in the Book of Cagliostro.

Unfortunately, perhaps Dormammu was afraid of being used by the Ancient One, so he patched up all the backdoors.

Only the access function remains; if you want to obtain the power of the Dark Dimension, this is the only way.

In his previous attempts, Dormammu became aware of himself each time and took the opportunity to try to corrupt him.

Dormammu is, after all, a dimensional demon from the Dark Dimension, whose size is many times greater than that of a half-baked dimensional demon like myself, who is still in the infancy stage.

My small frame can't withstand Dormammu's relentless dredging.