Beautiful Man

Protest marches broke out across the United States.

The main roads of major cities and municipal governments have become places for the American people to vent their anger.

The police are fully armed and highly alert to strictly maintain order and security, but even such small-scale conflicts and bloodshed are still taking place.

State governors and city mayors have delivered speeches in the government and television media to firm up their determination to fight against clown organizations, and at the same time hope that the people will calm down and look at the problem rationally.

With the unfolding of the protest march in full swing, Jason's reputation has also risen, easily breaking through the 10 million mark.

In the biological laboratory, Jason was listening to Dr. Stern's report on the progress of pharmaceutical development in the conference room.

The second-generation Ark reactor and gamma technology are the most important tasks of the clown organization.

In order to be clear, Jason ran back and forth between the two laboratories every day at two o'clock and one line.

Ding!The reputation value reaches 10,000,000 points. Congratulations to the host for getting a chance to recruit from the same party. Do you use it immediately?

After half a year, it was finally time to recruit comrades.

Jason didn't change his face, but he was a little excited.

Ding!The wicked gang'Mother Alex' has been activated, the character source "Prototype"!

[Reminder: If the party loses all memories, please use force or intelligence to persuade the recruitment.

"Moser Alex?"

Jason frowned slightly, searching for the name in his mind.

Well, no memory at all.

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A hospital in Manhattan.

The energy ball that Jason dropped before leaving killed and injured more than 20,000 people, and the pressure on hospital admissions in New York increased instantly.

Because the number of people is too large, the hospital beds and equipment are not enough, resulting in a large number of injured people lying in the hospital corridor.

At a glance, the long corridor was full of patients who were groaning. Doctors and nurses didn't even have a place to stay.

Beds, equipment, doctors, and nurses are under great pressure, and the level of treatment will inevitably plummet. Many of the wounded who still have a chance to live have been delayed and died.

Once a patient dies, the hospital will immediately send the person to the morgue, and if they can contact their family members, they will be dealt with by the family members.

If you don’t have an identity and you can’t contact your family, you will have to be dragged by the corpse truck to the crematory.

It's cruel, but it's the best way for now.

The morgue is a ghastly place, which is a consensus in any country.

However, instead of being exhausted and busy upstairs, it is also a good choice to endure the insults and complaints of patients, sitting here and blowing air-conditioning.

The three doctors on duty today also hold this idea.

They had just handed over the patient's body with their family members, and were chatting while inspecting the morgue.

Because there are too many corpses and the freezer is not enough, a large number of corpses are placed directly on the morgue beds, and the entire morgue is covered with hundreds of morgue beds.

Although the temperature here is not equal to the freezer, it is still minus degrees Celsius. The three doctors wear coats and rub their hands to keep warm.

"God, when will this bad luck end? I can only sleep three hours a day now."

"The corridors are full of patients. Everyone is working overtime. It will take at least half a month to return to normal operation."

"Fortunately, the hospitals in the surrounding cities have helped share a lot of patients, otherwise you won't be able to sleep for three hours."

"The gods fight, and the mortals suffer. New York is the headquarters of the clown organization. Staying here is not a long-term solution. I plan to leave and go to other cities."

"Hey! It's the same everywhere. Don't talk about the country, the clown organization's influence has begun to expand abroad, isn't it Paris?"

"That's better than New York. I'm going to live in a small city. The population is small and the influence is small. The clown organization probably looks down on it."

"The black-skinned government can't count on it. The only hope is for superheroes like Iron Man and Captain America."

"Yeah, if even these superheroes can't help it, sooner or later the earth will fall into the hands of the clown organization, and I will wake up when I think of the future pictures."

"I agree with you. And there is not much time left for superheroes."

The three chatted casually, but their attitude towards the future was very pessimistic.

"what!"

"what happened?"

"Look, this buddy has a problem."

Before passing a morgue bed, the attentive doctor discovered the problem.

This is a young man wearing a black and red hoodie and jeans.

The three people gathered around the bed to observe, the expressions on their faces became more and more serious.

The corpse trucks come twice a day, which means that the dead time of all corpses here does not exceed 12 hours.

As we all know, at this stage, the blood of the corpse will solidify, the skin will turn black, and the corpse stiffness will begin to spread, and the man will achieve the last time in his life, and the most powerful one.

The corpse in front of him had a relaxed expression, smooth hair, fair skin, neat clothes, and no injuries. If he hadn't appeared in the morgue, everyone would think he was asleep.

The three doctors looked at each other, their eyes filled with puzzlement and doubt.

Bravely stretched out his hand and touched the corpse's skin through the glove.

cold!soft!

Calculated according to the changes in the body after death, the corpse at this time should be in the corpse stage, and the body is very hard, and the corpse will disappear after 36 hours.

With more and more doubts in his eyes, some doctors speculated: "Is it a state of suspended animation?"

"Impossible, if you touch his body temperature, it is estimated to be only about ten degrees."

No matter who it is, as long as it is still in the human category, this body temperature will definitely not survive.

Another doctor added: “Wearing such clothes and staying in sub-zero temperature for ten hours, even if it is a suspended animation, it becomes a real death.”

The courageous doctor opened the corpse's eyelids.

The pupils were not dilated and did not shine, but the eyeballs did not become flat, and he raised his arms again, showing no signs of corpses.

"Strange, too strange."

The three doctors discussed it for a long time, but were still puzzled, so they had to call the hospital superiors for instructions.

"The corpse is very strange... actually has both life and death reactions at the same time... yes... no drinking or screaming... I swear, I am very awake... look, what is his name?"

A doctor squatted down and checked the name tag: "Moser Alex."

"anything else?"

"No, there is only one name."

When the name was pronounced, the corpse frowned and sat up fiercely, as if the sleeping person was awakened by a nightmare.

"what!"

"Oh my God!"

"He's not dead, he's not dead!"

Seeing the corpse suddenly woke up, the three believers in God were completely frightened, and ran out of the morgue crying and howling.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Alex clutched his head and panted roughly.

He raised his head and looked at everything around him, but he felt very strange.

My mind is also blank, except for common sense knowledge, without any memory.

"Where is this place?"

"who am I?"