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Osborne House.
"Look, those people are in trouble." Little Harry, who was under surveillance, projected a video. His tone and expression carried a hint of gloating.
The video was blurry, seemingly from the interior of a sealed laboratory. On the screen, heavily armed soldiers were engaged in a fierce battle with a group of humanoid monsters and alienated experimental creatures.
The mutated experimental creatures resembled magnified white mice, their eyes bloodshot. Like phantoms, they darted through the laboratory corridors, so fast that the human eye could only catch a fleeting afterimage. Especially after their mutated state, their teeth and mouths were so sharp they could chew through steel and leave deep claw marks on the blast shields.
There are a large number of them and they have strong vitality. Unless they are shot in the head, they will heal quickly.
Even more difficult and troublesome than these mutated white rats are the group of humanoid creatures. Their limbs have evolved into non-human forms due to deformation. They are extremely powerful and have certain special abilities.
In the video, the laboratory had become a meat grinder littered with corpses. The continuously deployed soldiers and the humanoid monsters were engaged in brutal battles throughout the laboratory.
The underground environment limits the use of weapons of mass destruction by humans, but the underground space, which is like a small city, has enough space to open multiple battlefields.
"What are these? Are they caused by the monster from the [Door]?" Little Harry looked at Big Harry who was staring at the video intently and asked curiously.
The video wasn't long, only a few minutes. It only showed a scene of war at one point, with some chaotic transitions. But Big Harry watched it intently. After finishing, he rewatched it again, then looked at the final, frozen, paused scene before answering Little Harry.
"Although I'm not sure, it seems like psychic erosion."
"Psychic erosion?" Little Harry repeated with great interest. He knew that Big Harry would then give him a detailed explanation of what psychic erosion meant.
"Yes, it's the disordered spread of psychic energy that causes erosion in the life form. Of course, it can also be accelerated through artificial means. It can be used as a psychic energy transmission weapon.
Specifically, the latter could be considered the spread and outbreak of a highly contagious, dangerous, and man-made virus. One of its initial symptoms is shown in this video. Parts of the body undergo malformation. The best of these, and those who progress to the next stage of evolution, gain amplified abilities, such as immense strength, powerful self-healing, limb manipulation, and energy manipulation. As expected, Big Harry quickly explained this to Little Harry.
"Is psychic erosion very scary?" Little Harry saw the solemn and ugly look on Big Harry's face, and without caring about gloating, he asked nervously.
"Of course they are terrifying. You should understand from what I explained before that they are like a plague. Once they appear, they will inevitably spread widely. If their spread cannot be curbed in the early stages, then the difficulty of curbing it will continue to increase with each subsequent stage. This is a technology used to exterminate civilization." Big Harry said with a grim expression: "Of course, when this technology was first created by a laboratory in Heberon, its concept was to allow civilization, or humanity, to evolve!
But experiments have proven that this technology, in addition to evolution, also reshapes and recasts everything. Rather than improving human civilization, it will replace it! Humans may even become food for them to absorb their psychic energy.
From the perspective of its creation, this technology was a failure for Hyperion. It deviated from Hyperion's ideals and was therefore sealed. However, the Time Administration has a backup of this technology."
"You've even experimented on humans?" Little Harry asked in surprise. To have such a deep understanding of the evolution of this technology, to be so certain even about the final stage, must have rigorous data and experimental evidence to back it up. In Big Harry's world, do researchers engage in such wild experiments?
"Data Dimension Simulation," Big Harry said. "The Data Dimension can directly replicate a planet with life. It can also accelerate or rewind time according to the researchers' wishes and adjustments, and conduct experimental simulations of various environments. The final result will inevitably be consistent with reality, at least for now."
"Isn't psychic energy a kind of energy?" Little Harry asked again in confusion.
"Of course it is a form of energy, but you have to know that many high-dimensional energies have the ability to change life forms. The more you are exposed to them, the more they will subtly transform you from one race to another. You can understand or think of this transformation as a form of evolution or degeneration." Big Harry explained, shaking his head.
"Then you guys..." Little Harry subconsciously looked at Big Harry, as if he wanted to find out if there was anything wrong with him.
"What we use is pure psychic energy that has been filtered through Heberon technology. Psychic energy that has not been filtered or purified is violent and even has its own will. Only the mages in Kamar-Taj have the ability to receive and accommodate the most primitive psychic energy. But this still requires taking some risks." Big Harry said what Little Harry wanted to know almost without stopping.
"In our world, it's illegal to use raw psionic energy without permission. You'll be hunted down by the mages from Kamar-Taj. If the mutation is too severe, or if the mages judge that you've been corrupted too severely, they'll take any measures to drive you away from the human world. This includes, but is not limited to, opening a portal and throwing you directly into an unknown dimension, or directly into the prison they use to detain dangerous creatures from that dimension.
After all, if he doesn't do this, once he becomes the source of infection, it will be very troublesome. Every time we clean up the mess, it takes Kamar-Taj's mages and S.H.I.E.L.D. to work together to clean up and investigate for a period of time. And those with mild symptoms of infection will be treated and restored to normal.
"So after being infected by the original psionic energy, we will become beasts like them?" Little Harry pointed at the mutant on the screen who was drooling and did not look like he had any intelligent tendencies.
"Hei Bolun calls this situation overload. Their brains are infected and dominated by a certain emotion, usually highly contagious emotions like fanaticism, anger, and excitement. These emotions quickly infect and assimilate all living things around them. The assimilated life forms will then spread and infect more life forms, ultimately forming a single emotional network.
You have to understand that once any living being is dominated by a certain emotion, their IQ will be severely reduced, and they will ignore many problems. Those who are corrupted by primitive spiritual energy are even more serious. They can't even think.
Harry also glanced at the people on the screen who showed obvious signs of erosion. The person was wearing a worn isolation suit and looked like a researcher in a laboratory.
"However, if a gifted individual can survive this stage and absorb a large amount of other primordial psychic energy, which neutralizes and alleviates the effects, they will regain their thinking and consciousness. However, it cannot be said that they will return to their previous self. Their concepts will change as their bodies are reshaped. Over time, some of those who were originally emotionally indifferent will distinguish themselves from the human species. They will consider themselves part of the human race, and because of the output of psychic energy, they will develop the idea of enslaving or controlling humans."
"Does this sound a bit scary?" Little Harry smacked his lips.
"It's nothing, actually. The nobles and royal families in human history have never treated the people below them as human beings. Perhaps those psychics will restrain themselves for the sake of psychic energy output." Big Harry had read Heberon's experimental records. Although they were incomplete, it was indeed as he said. After evolution, the mutants who called themselves psychics would indeed differentiate and raise some humans in order to produce some positive psychic energy.
"Should we help them?" Little Harry wavered. "I mean, do you think the military can eliminate and quell this trouble?"
"What do you think?" Hearing Little Harry's words, Big Harry showed a sarcastic smile on his face, "Those people are a bunch of self-righteous people. Before things happen, they firmly believe that they can control everything.
Think about it, even if they calmed down this turmoil, what would they do next? Would they destroy those mutants? Would they have the correct destruction methods?
They only studied each other, just as they had studied the giant creature, studying the mutants. They believed that if the other party died, they would be safe, but that was impossible. The giant creature was dead, but it could still infect the researchers and soldiers who came into contact with it, even if they had taken what they thought were sufficient protective measures.
The monster within the gate was the first source of infection, and the mutants would become the second. If they didn't contain themselves, there would be a third and fourth. As the number of infection sources increased, the erosion and activity of the original psychic energy would intensify. Given the number of soldiers involved this time, it was almost certain that the psychic erosion would be impossible to eradicate.
Even if you tell them everything now, they will just think you are crazy and trying to scare them. They may even warn you and ask you to shut up.
Until the hidden dangers can no longer be suppressed and erupt, they might even have the leisure to find someone to take the blame for them, such as you, me, or that door. Although these actions are meaningless in the face of a future doomed to collapse and destruction.
"So what should we do?" Little Harry was momentarily bewildered. At one point, he'd had a strong inclination that the world's destruction would be best. But that was during his lowest and most difficult times. Now, Osborn was at the height of his power. While its foundation was shaky, it was far better than the previous, troubled period.
If possible, he certainly didn't want any accidents to happen in this world. It would be best to follow the plan he and Big Harry had made step by step and become an existence like Heberon in another world.
"Do you want to go to our world? If I can get back safely, perhaps I can find you a position at the Time Administration? I believe that with your talent and my help, you can successfully cross the Time Administration's recruitment threshold." Big Harry began to arrange a backup plan for Little Harry. He still liked his own self in this world. He was smart, sensible, decisive, and a good teammate who didn't let him down.
"In other words, you also think that this world is hopeless, right? What if I take over? Osborn Industries now has the ability to influence and control some of the top executives. We can arrange some accidents and then quickly take power." Little Harry proposed an idea.
"This is a terrible idea. If there were no external threat, I agree with you. But what if the attacker suddenly jumps out at a critical moment? What if he colludes with another group of people? Although the probability of this happening is small, it does exist. If that happens, human civilization in this world may collapse and perish even faster.
Even if they don't join forces against us, the threat they pose alone is enough to put us in a difficult position. I suspect they've already arrived in our timeline and are monitoring and gathering information about us. Based on recent technological developments, they could easily pinpoint Osborne. "Big Harry spread his hands," he said, "we can't use our trump cards recklessly."
Little Harry nodded silently. It wasn't that Big Harry had truly convinced him, but rather that he understood that Big Harry, from the beginning, had no sense of belonging to this world. He simply wanted to return to his original universe. The state of this world was of no importance to Big Harry. The fact that he wanted to take him away and arrange a retreat was a testament to the deep bond they had developed over their time together.
The other party's thoughts on this matter didn't align with his own. He didn't think he had any deep attachment to this world. After all, he was deeply interested in the alternate universe, even somewhat yearning for it. But he felt a pang of guilt for holding onto the cards without struggling. Frustrated, Harry could only take things one step at a time.
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"I just arrived at this timeline and saw old friends I'm familiar with. How should I put it? I'm a bit surprised."
Outside the door, a man wearing an iron mask and a green robe slowly descended from the sky. Seeing the four people sneaking in from the front, he spoke with a very happy mood.
"Is that you, Doom?"
Reed Richards, who wanted to enter the door and find a way to close it from the other side, looked at the man who appeared in front of them and made him feel very familiar, and subconsciously blurted out a name.