St. Petersburg, outer suburbs.

Melina is doing her daily work, feeding pigs.

Through the analysis and structure of the human brain, Hongfang created the only cell blueprint of the base ganglion.

That is the cognitive center of the human brain, which controls movement and learning systems.

Through this cellular blueprint, Melina can implement all-round control of the brain.

She can control not only individual behavior, but also thoughts, emotions, breathing and metabolism.

With just a simple command, these experimental pigs will stop breathing immediately and will not be able to escape until they die.

It can be said that Melina is the brains of the Red Room, but unfortunately she cannot escape the control of General "Drykov".

"What a pathetic woman."

The sigh from above made Melina's body tense instantly.

Slowly raising her head stiffly, she first saw the golden sunshine and the man with gold trim all over his body.

Fatherland, Klaus Lovett.

A superhero who has become famous all over the world in recent times.

She is hiding in the countryside of St. Petersburg, but Melina is not a fool. As the chief scientist of the Red Room, her ability to obtain information is definitely second to none in the world.

Landing slowly in the farm, Klaus looked at the domestic pigs on the ground with a smile: "Very interesting research."

"Thank you." Melina didn't make any unnecessary moves. Even though she was once the best black widow in the Red Room, she couldn't play tricks in front of the people of the motherland.

She knew this very well.

"What a pity, what's the difference between you and these pigs on the ground?" A scarlet light flashed, and the fat experimental pig instantly exploded into a ball of plasma.

Coming to Melina with his hands behind his back, Klaus stared at the woman with devil-like pupils and said word by word: "Tell me, what is the difference between you and them?"

"No, there's no difference." Melina was frightened.

No matter what she has experienced in the past, at least she understands one thing: she doesn't want to die yet.

Facing a man who was like a god, her wisdom and research that she was proud of were of no use at all.

The only way to survive is to show your worth.

Either die or surrender, there is no third way for her to choose.

Slowly kneeling on the ground, Melina lowered her head to express her surrender.

"Very good, you are indeed a smart woman." Klaus was very satisfied with the other party's knowledge of current affairs.

The Iron Lady is an excellent neuroscientist, one of a kind in a million, so of course he must capture such a talent.

General Dreykov is very cruel, even a collaborator like Melina is still being played like a pig or a dog.

He is different. Klaus can give Melina a certain degree of freedom and trust without any control.

As long as she concentrates on doing things for herself, she can do whatever she wants.

Klaus only had to promise one thing, that he would be able to twist her head off at any time, and that was enough.

The Iron Lady is a smart woman, she can survive if she doesn't do stupid things.

You can still live a more exciting life than the first half.

"Be prepared, I need you to take over control of the red room at any time."

Bang! With the sudden burst of air, Klaus's figure had disappeared from the farm.

After a long time, Melina finally stood up from the ground. Only then did she realize that her back was already wet without even realizing it.

"You are the first man to make me wet with just your eyes."

After standing quietly for a few minutes, the Iron Lady turned and walked into the laboratory of the wooden house.

Either way, Dreykov's reign in the Red Room will come to an end.

Those widows may be able to overthrow an empire, and they may be able to completely collapse the European economy, but they will never be able to stop the invasion of the motherland.

"This is called evil retribution."

Boom! Soon, a fighter plane slowly took off, and she was ready to take over all the work in the red house.

...

Over Antarctica, a behemoth sailed quietly past.

This flying fortress has the ability to block signals and can activate transparency under certain special circumstances.

Neither the naked eye nor radar can discern its flight trajectory.

For so many years, intelligence agencies from various countries have tried to find the existence of the Red Room, but so far no one has been able to succeed.

If Melina hadn't provided accurate coordinates, Klaus might not have been able to find its traces.

Looking at the appearance of the Sky Fortress, Klaus nodded with satisfaction. From now on, it would be his first secret base.

In addition to the daily training of the widows, he can also move the laboratory above, but he doesn't know if the space inside is enough.

Arriving at Gnaku's location, he carefully used his thermal vision to cut a gap.

Klaus always uses things that are useful to him with extreme caution.

Woohoo!

The alarm sounded frantically, and the entire red house was alarmed by the invasion of outsiders.

"Very good, at least I haven't lost my due vigilance."

This is a compliment given by the people of the motherland. Of course, those kittens who dare to shoot at him must be punished accordingly.

A bright smile bloomed on his face, and Klaus began his journey of violence.

On the other side, General Dreykov felt deeply uneasy.

"What happened?!"

He single-handedly founded the Red House and has secretly controlled the direction of the world for many years.

It is no exaggeration to say that he could plunge the entire Europe into war with just one sentence.

The feeling of being in control of everything is quite fascinating. In Dreykov's eyes, Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. are not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

The so-called Avengers are the clown among clowns. The only thing that interests him is Natasha's kitten.

Dreykov was thinking that maybe by controlling Natasha, he could indirectly control the entire Avengers, allowing a group of self-proclaimed superheroes to be used by him.

Only in the hands of a big man like himself can the Avengers exert their true power.

That's right, I, General Dreykov, should be the real master of the world!

It's a pity that all the beautiful dreams came to nothing in front of that unscrupulous figure.

He once thought that the black widow he trained was invincible, but today she couldn't even stop the man.

Looking at the bloody scene, Dreykov gritted his teeth and decided to use his final trump card.

It is the most perfect masterpiece of technology and biology.

His strength is not inferior to that of a super warrior, and his fighting skills are unmatched by anyone in the world.

Maybe she can take down the terrifying intruder.

"Antonia, my daughter, kill the intruder for your father."

Dreykov did not escape. He pinned everything on the Red Room. Without this terminal, it meant that he would completely lose control of the widows.

The only hope now can only be placed on his daughter.

The greatest warrior man has ever known, his proudest creation, Antonia Dreykov.

Or maybe you can call her, Taskmaster.

...

Scarlet rays of light radiated, and the bulletproof glass, which was enough to withstand powerful RPG missiles, melted as easily as cheese.

"Yes, the power of heat vision is getting stronger and stronger."

Since he began to absorb sunlight, Klaus's strength has been slowly increasing.

When the cells in his body are saturated, the upper limit of what he can absorb is also increasing.

Theoretically speaking, there is no limit to the improvement of his strength. The only drawback may be that the T9 level star absorption ability is too slow.

Even so, Klaus's strength is still improving, and he is getting closer and closer to the real Heavenly Father level.

Name: Klaus Lovett

Age: 26 (born in 1986)

Race: human

Identity: Chairman of Vought Corporation, leader of the Super Seven
To be continued...