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Chapter 51 The Harvest and Nick Fury's Arrival

Upon hearing this voice, William Stryker's pupils constricted sharply, and his blood ran cold.

Based on the voice, he recognized the tall figure covered in a ferocious black suit almost instantly!

Harry Osborn!
That was the target he was plotting to have killed by the mutants!
Stryker's mind completely shut down at this moment, descending into chaos.

Didn't the message from the woman who died say that Harry Osborn's car was blown up by the Winter Soldier?
But now, what does this mean?
A fake corpse?
Or is this all a scam from beginning to end?

Moreover, why did he turn into such a grotesque state?
"Uh!"

Before he could figure out what was happening, a feeling of suffocation suddenly came over him, and Stryker's eyes bulged out.

He instinctively reached out to press the emergency alarm button under the table.

That area is connected to the base's highest-level alarm system!
However, when his fingertip touched the button, he found that the alarm system did not respond at all!

Cold beads of sweat instantly seeped from Stryker's forehead.

He then realized with horror that the other party had already silently infiltrated and paralyzed the entire base's security system!

But how is that possible? This base's security system is already at the highest level. No matter how skilled the hacker is, how could they easily breach a military system of this level?
"Wait! You...you can't kill me!"

"I work for the military! If you kill me, it will..."

William Stryker's face turned red as he tried to intimidate Harry by bringing up his identity and background.

"A killer must be prepared to be killed."

"Do you think I'm right, Mr. Stryker?"

Harry said calmly.

The moment the words left his mouth, the hand gripping Stryker's neck tightened abruptly!
"Low...Low..."

The sound of bones being dislocated was clearly audible.

Stryker's face had turned a terrifying purplish-red due to extreme oxygen deprivation, and his eyeballs were almost about to pop out of their sockets.

His survival instinct compelled him to muster his last strength, and with trembling hands, he reached into his pocket and abruptly pressed a tiny button hidden inside.

This is his last safety device!

This device was not connected to any equipment in the base, but was directly connected to his most prized "creation"—his son, the mutant with powerful illusion abilities.

As long as this button is pressed, his son will unleash the most powerful mental shock without restraint!
This is his last trump card!

However, the next moment, a mocking smile appeared on Harry Osborne's lips, hidden beneath the hideous mask.

Do you think I didn't prepare corresponding measures?

The cold words, like a death knell from hell, shattered Stryker's last hope.

“Mr. Stryker, you don’t really think I know nothing about your so-called ‘works’, do you?”

I've prepared several versions of a shielding scheme against this kind of brainwave manipulation.

Sensing the fluctuations emanating from the outside world, Harry shook his head and said calmly.

"Do not……!"

The desperate roar stuck in his throat, turning into a dissonant wailing.

I never expected that the other party would even have anticipated his trump card...

"Crack!"

As the crisp sound of his neck bone breaking rang out, William Stryker's pupils dilated sharply.

His final struggle also came to an end.

Harry casually tossed William Stryker's limp body aside, shook his head, and his eyes remained expressionless. Then, he walked to Stryker's main control console and connected to the control system via the data interface on his armor.

At the same time, an order was given to Prometheus I to begin copying data...

His collaboration with William Stryker has always remained at the level of superficial technical exchange, with both sides keeping too many core details to themselves.

Now that he has such a good opportunity to "confiscate property," he naturally won't let it go.

"SIR, data is being copied over the internal network... It is expected that the entire data transfer will be completed in ten minutes."

Prometheus's answer remains indirect yet efficient.

"very good."

Harry nodded, and while he did so, he quickly scanned the copied filenames on the screen.

Soon, his eyes lit up; there were indeed quite a few good things here.

First, there is a vast database of mutant gene sequences and biological samples.

These materials were far more detailed and valuable than what Stryker had previously exchanged with him, and even included information on rare mutant abilities that he had never encountered before.

Next came the development files and design drawings for the "Sentinel" series of robots, developed in collaboration with Sterak.

Although Harry's current level of technology doesn't give him much interest in such purely mechanical creations, its modular design for mutant abilities and analysis of Mystique's cell structure still have some merit.

Then, there's more information about the "Weapon X" development program!

Unlike the X-Men series, which only targets mutants, this program is a product of the "Super Soldier Program" from World War II, and is a massive program involving multiple countries and organizations.

The goal is to create a super soldier who can replicate or surpass Captain America's strength...

So there are quite a few things involved, including the detailed composition formula and smelting process of Adamantium alloy!
"Adamantium alloy..."

Harry's lips curled up slightly.

For that reason alone, this raid was well worth the money!

After all, this thing is the hardest metal in the Marvel universe, known as the strongest metal that is indestructible...

Ten minutes later, all the data was copied.

【Prometheus I】 thoughtfully categorized and organized all the data and transmitted it directly to Harry's private database.

They dealt with the big problem of William Stryker and got what they wanted.

Harry took one last look at the laboratory, a place filled with sin and madness, and then turned and left.

Meanwhile, Cyclops, Wolverine, and Deadpool successfully rescued the imprisoned mutant test subjects.

After regrouping, the group quickly evacuated aboard Blackbird fighter jets.

With such a commotion here, and given Stryker's identity, it was only a matter of time before S.H.I.E.L.D. intervened, which was naturally within Harry's expectations.

Harry did not return to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters with the X-Men; instead, he left the group and returned to his secret laboratory in the basement of the villa.

He needs to process what he has learned this time.

Then I still need to deal with the follow-up matters...

However, to his surprise, the next morning, people from S.H.I.E.L.D. came to his door.

One of them was Phil Coulson, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who had come to him about the symbiote issue last time.

The other was a one-eyed bald man wearing a black leather jacket; these features alone were enough for him to recognize the person in front of him.

It must be Nick Fury, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the king of spies...

(End of this chapter)