The Martial God of the Marvel World

Chapter 180 Chain of Suspicion

After spending several hours forging today's experimental records, Suri's mind finally calmed down.

Scientific research is the best way to calm people down.

But soon, her calmness was broken.

Eric is here again.

In the past, Eric only had his period once a day, but this time he made an exception and had his period a second time, on such a sensitive joint. This was not a good sign.

Su Liqiang stood calmly in front of the test bench, pretending to do an adjustment test of the magnetic field circuit. He stole a glance at Eric's facial expression, only to see that Eric was smiling and showed no signs of anger.

Suri felt a little relieved, as it seemed that the plan had not been exposed.

"Is there anything else? I'm very busy here!" she asked in a pretended indifferent manner.

"Oh, nothing." Eric seemed to be in a good mood, smiling, "I just came to share with you my experience of using the latest product."

"The latest product?" Suri asked puzzledly.

"That's right!" Eric pressed the wide necklace around his neck, and a burst of nanoparticles extended outward from the necklace, quickly wrapping around the body, forming a silver-white leopard armor.

Both sets of White Leopard Armor were developed under the leadership of Suri, and she could tell the difference at a glance.

This is the latest model of White Leopard Armor!
Suli's mind went blank, and he blurted out, "Impossible! How did you get it?"

Eric laughed and said proudly:

"You are so naive. Do you really think that anyone will continue to be loyal to T'Chaka when he is no longer the king? This is the tragedy of the monarchy! When T'Chaka is the king, others will naturally be loyal to him, but when he is driven out of power, he is a fallen dog! People will compete to flatter the new king!"

Eric didn't tell Suri that he could read minds after the magnetic field was rotated ten times. He just wanted to build a chain of suspicion in Suri and others' hearts, making them doubt everyone they could trust! This way, the next time they want to make trouble, they will find that no one can be trusted and no one can be used.

Suri's face turned pale, his body was shaking, his lips were quivering, and he couldn't speak.

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you another piece of bad news!"

Eric looked at Suri jokingly and continued:
"I just went to T'Chaka's place and tried it out. I found that although the Vibranium Armor can give the wearer combat power comparable to that of a 50th Heaven, it greatly weakens the abilities that a 50th Heaven should have. In other words, even if I wear the White Panther Armor, I still can't perform cell recombination for your father and rescue him from the statue of the 'Vibranium King'."

"So, if you want to help your father relieve his pain, you need to continue your research. I estimate that by the 75th level, even if it is weakened, it should be enough to restructure the cells."

"Ah... go to hell!" Suri was overwhelmed by the news and rushed up like crazy, punching and kicking Eric. But in the end, she was the only one who suffered.

"I won't do anything for you anymore!"

"You kill us!"

Zuri screamed and cried.

Eric just stood there and watched silently, waiting until Suri had vented his emotions. Then he clapped his hands. Then a guard outside opened the door and pushed a small cart in.

This small cart looked like an ordinary garbage transporter, covered with a black cloth, and something seemed to be moving underneath.

Suri sobbed and no longer cared what was in the car. She had made up her mind to die rather than surrender.

Eric reached out and pulled the black cloth down, revealing the wriggling flesh underneath.

Shuri was stunned. After a moment she woke up as if from a dream, screamed, rushed over, lay beside the cart, and stretched out her trembling hands to T'Challa, who had been tortured beyond recognition.

At this moment, T'Challa was thrown into a cart naked without any limbs. The guards pulled out all his teeth to prevent him from committing suicide. Because they didn't want to hear him curse, they stuffed his mouth with a steel ring. He was fed liquid food every day, and his excrement was cleaned once a day, directly flushed with high-speed water.

When Shuri saw T'Challa, there was no sign of life on his body except for his eyes glaring at Eric with tears of blood.

"elder brother!"

"How did you become like this?!"

With red eyes, she turned around and pounced on Eric again, kicking and scratching him, and even butting him with her head.

"Beast!" "Scum!"

"You have to die!"

Eric was afraid that Suri's smart little brain would bump into the vibranium and affect its use, so he used a magnetic field to support it, forming a flexible protective film to prevent Suri's head from being injured.

After Shuri scratched for a long time, he snapped his fingers, and T'Challa in the car roared, and one of his eyeballs exploded like a crushed persimmon.

Suri screamed and turned around to look at his brother's wound. When his eyeballs had already been shattered into mud, no matter how good the medical skills were, they could not heal him.

She stood beside the car in panic and bewilderment, not knowing what to do.

"Well, Suri, if we want to treat your brother now, the only way is cell recombination." Eric said calmly.

"Stop dreaming! I will never do anything for you again! Never!" Suri screamed with tears streaming down his face.

"Don't jump to conclusions yet..." Eric snapped his fingers again, and T'Challa's other eye on the cart exploded.

"Ah..." Suri sat down on the ground and screamed, "Kill me! I don't want to live anymore!"

"You are so young, why are you talking about life and death so easily?" Eric smiled and pulled her up from the ground, reaching out to pat the non-existent dust on her body. "Think about your mother, Queen Ramanda. What would happen if she became like your brother?"

Suli shuddered and screamed:

"brute!"

"You should go to hell!"

Eric snapped his fingers again, and T'Challa spat out a mouthful of blood, followed by half of his broken tongue.

Finally, Suli collapsed. She fell to the ground, crying:

"stop it!"

"I promise you!"

“I will continue to study!”

"Please let them go!"

Eric laughed, "Wouldn't it be better if you did this earlier?"

"Don't worry, Suri. Once the Vibranium Armor reaches the seventy-fifth level, I will be able to perform cell recombination. Then your father and your brother will be saved."

"Nietzsche once said, 'Whatever does not destroy me will make me stronger.' After going through this ordeal, I'm sure your father and brother will have benefited a lot, and they may even be able to help me in the future!"

Suli ignored his false mercy, collapsed on the ground, sobbed and said:

"But I can't continue my research. I don't understand magnetic field rotation at all. The reason why I can develop to this level is entirely based on the structure of the previous strong magnetic armor. Reaching the 50th level is already the limit. I can't understand the rest at all."

"Tsk!" Eric frowned, thought for a moment and said, "This is easy. I will pass on the Ultimate Infinite Qigong to you. After you study it carefully, it won't be too late to continue your research."

Immediately, he explained the key points of the Ultimate Infinite Qigong to Suri in detail.

"I'll come here every day. If you have any questions, you can always ask me."

After saying that, Eric got up and left, and T'Challa in the cart was pushed away by the guards who came in again.

After they all left, Suri, who was left behind, fell on the laboratory floor and burst into tears. She was just a little girl, only a high school student, and she had encountered such a tragedy in her life and shouldered such a heavy responsibility. It was amazing that she could hold on until today before collapsing.

The other experimenters in the laboratory hid out at the beginning, and now no one dared to come in.

After crying bitterly, Suli wiped her tears and began to practice the Ultimate Infinite Qigong with pain and hatred in her heart. She had only one idea now, to become stronger than the tyrant, and then let him taste the taste of a life worse than death!

(End of this chapter)