Of course, this method of extracting memories was not perfect; in fact, there were quite a few limitations and side effects.
If one absorbed too many memories from others, the absorber's mind would be more or less influenced by the original owner of the memories. For example, if one absorbed all the memories of a kind and lawful person, the absorber's own personality might subtly lean towards being kind and lawful.
Because of this, unless absolutely necessary for a mission, Skrulls usually do not choose to absorb the target's memories entirely.
Even so, being able to absorb partial memories is quite powerful.
It's just a pity that, according to the Skrull captives, this memory extraction technology is a race-exclusive skill that only Skrulls can use.
Darian scanned the detention area several times before finally spotting Natasha.
She was also in a deep coma. A Skrull technician was operating a sophisticated instrument connected to her arm, continuously drawing her blood. On the refrigerated rack next to them, several test tubes filled with dark red liquid were already neatly arranged.
"What is this for?" Darian asked curiously.
The Skrull Captain was a bit surprised but answered truthfully: "Collecting genes from special humans. Like this human female named Natasha, her genes are stronger than ordinary humans and can be used to strengthen our warriors."
Darian then asked: "Where are these collected gene samples sent?"
"Naturally, they are sent back to headquarters, where warriors can match suitable genes and then inject them into their bodies using the gene fusion device to gain abilities. Wasn't this order given personally by My Lord Gravik?"
The Skrull Captain looked at Darian with suspicious eyes: "Officer Layla, I find that you seem to have forgotten a lot of things. Could it be that your... memory is confused?"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"
Darian admitted it directly, feeling a cold sweat for the Skrull Captain in his heart.
Luckily he said it fast, otherwise the other party would have eaten his entire magazine and died of heavy metal poisoning in the end.
"Understandable, understandable. It's normal for memory confusion to occur when too many memories are fused."
The Skrull Captain nodded with deep feeling: "Actually, I often encounter this kind of problem too. Previously, to execute a mission, I absorbed the memories of a round-faced, bearded man. Influenced by his memories, for a long time, I thought I liked male creatures."
"It wasn't until later that I slowly realized that it wasn't the memories affecting me."
Darian: "..."
You really are a talent!
Seeing that Darian didn't reply and just silently moved a small step to the side, the Skrull Captain quickly said: "Officer Layla, I don't like women."
"I know."
Darian nodded and moved further away.
Skrull Captain: "..."
Darian retreated to a safe range and continued to ask: "So how many special humans have we captured now?"
The Skrull Captain replied: "I don't know the exact number, but in this Base of ours, including that human female, there are about eight currently."
"So many?"
"It's not that many."
The Skrull Captain shook his head: "Thanks to the S.H.I.E.L.D. intelligence network for helping a lot. They have been monitoring special humans everywhere, and we can easily know the specific location and information of these special humans by borrowing Nick Fury's authority."
"It's a pity that most targets are too difficult to capture, and it's easy to alert the enemy. Currently, we can only start with some easier targets."
Darian: ( ￣ ￣ )
If the Skrulls' plan succeeds, Nick Fury would have billions of assists directly on his head.
He followed the direction the Captain pointed and looked at the other imprisoned special humans.
Several of them were super-powered individuals with weaker abilities. Such people are not uncommon in S.H.I.E.L.D. files. Because their abilities are limited and cannot cause large-scale damage, S.H.I.E.L.D. usually only takes monitoring measures to prevent them from disturbing the normal order of ordinary people.
However, one of the special humans was actually an acquaintance of Darian.
This person was Lawyer Matt's old lover, Erica.
Darian wondered if he should give Lawyer Matt a heads-up.
But on second thought, Lawyer Matt couldn't see anything anyway, it was the same whether the lights were on or off. Perhaps the other party liked this healthy skin tone, so he dismissed the thought.
And not far from Erica, Darian discovered another old acquaintance.
Tony's close friend, Colonel Rhodes.
He didn't expect that even he had been secretly swapped by the Skrulls.
You know, Rhodes's status in the Military is crucial now, especially after wearing the War Machine armor tailor-made by Tony, he has become the Military's living signboard and face, frequently appearing on TV with the U.S. President.
Even Colonel Rhodes has been replaced by the Skrulls, which shows how deep the Skrulls' infiltration is.
If they keep replacing people like this, sooner or later the person sitting in the White presidential suite will be replaced, and then the Skrulls can press the Nuke button on the desk whenever they want.
After taking in the situation of the detention area, Darian said happily: "Your work has been done very well. I will definitely praise you well in front of My Lord Gravik."
The Skrull Captain looked happy: "Thank you, Officer Layla!"
Darian waved his hand: "No need to thank me, but you have to tell me first, where is My Lord Gravik?"
Skrull Captain: "..."
"You know, my memory is confused, I can't remember for a moment."
"Understandable, understandable."
The Skrull Captain quickly replied: "My Lord Gravik is naturally at headquarters."
"I see, so where is the headquarters?"
Skrull Captain: "..."
Is this memory confusion or amnesia?
Forgot so cleanly!
The Skrull Captain didn't doubt Darian's identity, just felt that the other party's memory confusion was a bit serious and had forgotten many things. Otherwise, what other reason could there be?
The other party couldn't possibly be a fake disguised as Officer Layla, right?
Darian asked a few more questions, and the Skrull Captain answered them one by one.
And he also knew that Gravik and the Skrulls under him were all Radicals, just wanting to turn humans into slaves of the Skrulls and rename Earth to Skrull Planet.
Darian narrowed his eyes: "By the way, have you gained any special abilities through gene fusion?"
"Yes, I successfully fused the genes of a special human and gained a hardening ability."
A look of unconcealable pride appeared on the Skrull Captain's face.
You know, among the Skrulls, only talented Skrulls can fuse others' genes, and the stronger the ability, the higher the talent. He puffed out his chest, looking confident: "As long as I activate my ability, my skin and muscles can instantly become as hard as steel, and ordinary bullets cannot penetrate them at all."
Bang!
A gunshot, and a splash of blood burst from the Skrull Captain's forehead.
Darian held the golden desert eagle, looking surprised: "Eh? Didn't you say you could block bullets?"
Skrull Captain: "..."
I really can block bullets.
But the problem is, I haven't even activated my ability yet!!
However, this complaint, along with his life, fell into endless darkness.
The Skrull Captain's body fell heavily to the ground, making a muffled sound, leaving the surrounding Skrulls looking confused.
What's going on?
Their Officer was killed by their Officer's Officer?
Before the other Skrulls could react, Darian was already holding a golden desert eagle in each hand, activated Dead Eye, locked onto the Skrulls on the field, and quickly pulled the triggers.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bullets fired one after another, as if they were equipped with automatic navigation, drawing various unscientific trajectories in the air, accurately pouring into the skulls of one Skrull after another.
The gunshots connected into a continuous, unbroken roar.
In an instant, more than half of the Skrulls had fallen into a pool of blood.
The strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder instantly spread.
The remaining Skrulls finally came to their senses. Driven by the instinct for survival, they disregarded rank and position, raised their guns to fight back. However, before they could lift their weapons, several eerie black tentacles shot out from Darian's body, wrapping around their entire bodies at an extremely fast speed. Snap, snap!
Accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking, several bodies hung limply, were casually thrown away by the black tentacles, and slammed heavily into instruments or walls.
The last two or three remaining Skrull technicians were scared out of their wits by such a terrifying scene.
A Skrull technician looked fearful: "Officer Layla, why, why do this?"
Darian grinned: "Sorry, actually I am an undercover agent for the Conservatives, specifically clearing out you scum of the Radicals."
Skrull technician: "..."
Almost all of our people have been killed by you, this is what you call the Conservatives!?
Darian didn't talk nonsense with them, the black tentacles flicked lightly, knocking them unconscious one after another.
Then, he took a small ball out of the game inventory.
[Item: Phagocytic Pouch (a space compression container made by an Inhuman, which can store large items far exceeding its own volume, including living things, but cannot carry conscious creatures. Once the creature inside regains consciousness, it will be automatically ejected)]
The next moment, the Phagocytic Pouch instantly expanded, swallowing the three Skrull technicians in front of him directly, and then turned back into a small ball. These Skrull technicians control Skrull technology; killing them would be a waste. Better to throw them to the HYDRA research Base in Sokovia to squeeze out their value first.
After cleaning up the scene, Darian walked to the isolation chamber where Natasha was, directly cut off the power supply to the memory extractor, and the blue energy beams connected to both sides of Natasha's temples flickered a few times before extinguishing completely.
Just as Darian reached out and opened the cabin door, the seemingly unconscious Natasha suddenly opened her eyes!
She did not have a trace of confusion from just waking up. Her hands grabbed the upper edge of the isolation chamber for leverage, her long, powerful legs whipped through the air, directly wrapping around Darian's neck.
Then, the core of her waist and abdomen exploded instantly, attempting to use her whole body's weight to press Darian to the ground, and then use her signature move, the deadly scissors kick. However, the expected throw did not happen.
Darian stood steadily on the spot, his body not even swaying.
So, the scene suddenly became a bit awkward.
Natasha was suspended in mid-air, her thighs locked tightly around Darian's neck, the whole person hanging on him like a scarf. Darian felt this posture was indecent and worried about Natasha falling, so he kindly used his hands to support the two big things pressed against his chest, and lifted the other party up.
Well, the posture is even weirder now.
Natasha didn't care about these details at all. Instead, she thought this was a good opportunity, raised her right arm, and smashed her elbow hard toward Darian's crown!
"Ugh!"
Natasha's face turned pale, and her right arm couldn't stop trembling.
Is this head made of iron!?
So hard!
Before Natasha could make another move, an irresistible force instantly threw her into the air.
However, Natasha's body flexibility and sense of balance were amazing. She quickly adjusted her posture in the air, twisted her waist, and landed in a very fancy pose, even flicking her hair.
Seeing that she still wanted to rush over, Darian put away the bow-tie voice changer and said in his original voice: "Widow, it's me, one of our own."
"Darian?"
Hearing this nickname, Natasha immediately recognized Darian's voice, looking surprised.
Darian nodded: "Yes, it's me."
Natasha looked at the guy in front of her who looked exactly like her, raising her eyebrows: "How did you become like this?"
Darian explained briefly: "Not long ago, a Skrull disguised as you attacked me and Steve at S.H.I.E.L.D., but I solved it. So I disguised myself as that Skrull, mixed into their Base, and came to rescue the humans imprisoned here."
Natasha noticed the surrounding Skrull corpses and already believed most of what Darian said.
She looked at Darian's face and couldn't help but marvel: "Is this S.H.I.E.L.D.'s latest technology? It's too realistic, almost like the real thing." Although Natasha also had a Widow's Veil that could disguise herself as others, it wasn't as realistic as Darian's. Even the dimensions were exactly the same. Even if she observed it herself, she couldn't see any flaws.
"No, this is one of my abilities, similar to the Skrulls, guaranteeing the values are the same as the original, not a single bit off."
Darian held his two huge pectoral muscles and introduced them proudly.
Natasha: ( # ) A )
Where are you touching!?
Immediately after, Darian walked to Erica's isolation chamber, with the same process: turning off the memory extractor and opening the cabin door.
Then the next moment, he saw Erica's two long legs attacking.
"Ugh!"
Accompanied by a muffled groan, Erica, who was hanging on Darian, had her right arm trembling, and the whole person was thrown away.
Natasha looked at this familiar scene, her mouth twitching.
"You did that on purpose, right?"
"How is that possible? I am an upright gentleman. It was you who came up and clamped me with your legs without asking questions. Can you blame me for that!"
Darian said righteously, then changed the subject: "Then why didn't you remind her when you opened your mouth?"
"I forgot."
Natasha said straight-faced.
It wasn't that she forgot; she just didn't want to suffer this alone. Seeing someone follow in her footsteps, she felt satisfied.
Darian saw Erica getting up and said: "Erica, calm down, it's me, Darian."
Erica saw two identical Natashas and concluded that they were those green-skinned goblins who had captured her.
She ignored Darian's words and rushed over to launch an attack again.
What Darian? Don't know him!
Darian sighed slightly: "Since it has come to this, there's no other way. Muay Thai..."
Just as he raised his elbow, Erica's dead memories instantly surged up.
She stopped abruptly and smiled: "Oh, oh, oh, Darian, right? I know you, long time no see!"
Natasha: "..."
Such a fast face change!