Inside the Arbitrator Tower's war room, a holographic projection divided the entire Neon map into twelve intelligence zones.
On the left, an NHK news report window floated, on the right, 2ch forum's real-time discussions scrolled, and in the center were document reports obtained through special means from Neon government agencies.
Blue light cast mottled shadows on the faces of seven people—Chen Tian's hands were clasped under his chin, Tony's fingertips blurred as they moved through data streams, Steve and Natasha compared symptom reports from different regions, and 2B's mechanical pupils flickered at high frequency, analyzing data.
Only Deadpool, whose mouth was sealed with Vibranium and bound by chains, hummed a tuneless "Sakura Sakura, I Want to See You," while Bayonetta drew demonic runes in the air with smoke rings, and Kiana munched on 'Stark's Special Donuts' with puffed cheeks.
"Stop," Chen Tian suddenly said, and all floating windows instantly froze.
He reached out and tapped open an internal report from the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare; the document unfolded into a translucent light screen in the air. "The Zha Huang Municipal Hospital reported receiving 148 cases of special influenza in the past 72 hours, with symptoms including... persistent high fever and involuntary limb spasms."
Upon seeing the report, Deadpool suddenly twisted violently, the Vibranium chains emitting a grating metallic sound. He widened his eyes, making urgent "hmm hmm hmm" sounds, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Chen Tian glanced at him, then turned back to the projection, "Looks like we're on the right track. Jarvis, pull up the Municipal Hospital's surveillance footage from the past three days."
The holographic projection immediately switched to the hospital lobby's surveillance feed.
The first day's footage showed only a few sporadic masked patients queuing at the registration desk; by the second day, the corridors were already packed with coughing crowds; and by the third day, even the entrance to the emergency room was filled with convulsing patients lying on the floor, medical staff running in and out of the crowd.
"Damn it..." Tony zoomed in on a corner of the image, where three people in protective suits were stealthily moving black body bags onto an ambulance. "They're secretly moving bodies."
Natasha's fingertip slid across a specific timestamp: "Look at this head Nurse's lip movements—" In the footage, a woman wearing glasses was saying something to a colleague, and Jarvis immediately generated a lip-reading interpretation: [It's already over 1000 cases; the higher-ups want to keep it within three digits].
"It seems this hospital also falsified the number of infected people," Natasha's red lips tightened into a thin line.
Deadpool suddenly slammed his head against the projection table with a 'bang,' making Kiana choke. Bayonetta patted the girl's back, then raised an eyebrow at Chen Tian: "Dear, if you don't unseal this lunatic's mouth soon, he might just give himself a concussion, you know?"
Chen Tian waved his hand, disabling the mouth-seal device, and Deadpool immediately gasped for air dramatically like a fish reborn: "Ha! Finally, I can talk!" He excitedly shook his head, "Do you know? In the zombie Universe, Spider-Man personally told me that when the epidemic broke out, it was also like this—except it happened in the United States back then, and the first one to be infected was..."
Deadpool suddenly turned to Steve, his white eye-covers on his mask widening exaggeratedly: "That's right, Captain, it was you! The zombie version of you almost bit through his own shield; that scene was even more thrilling than 'The Walking Dead'!"
2B's blade was silently placed against Deadpool's neck, the blade reflecting the blue light of the holographic projection.
"Alright, alright," Deadpool tilted his head to avoid the blade, "Here's the point! You'll never guess who the culprit of the zombie Universe was—" He deliberately drew out his words, "It was the first Ant-Man! Dr. Pym, who talked to ants all day! Hahaha, didn't expect that, did you?"
Just as Deadpool was about to continue rambling, Steve suddenly frowned and pointed to a floating window: "Look at this forum post." The screen displayed real-time comments from 2ch netizens: [Biting incident at Zha Huang Outlet Mall, biochemical crisis is coming!].
Chen Tian immediately snapped his fingers: "Jarvis, immediately dispatch Watcher Platform robots to Zha Huang to establish a real-time monitoring network and a safe zone."
The holographic projection immediately switched to the Watcher Platform's mechanical troops, as dozens of stealth reconnaissance drones and tactical robots slid out of hidden hatches, speeding towards Zha Huang.
"This operation must have thorough protection," Chen Tian surveyed everyone, his gaze finally resting on Deadpool. "Wade, what's the biting force of zombies like? What level of armor can they penetrate?"
Deadpool tilted his head, making an exaggerated thinking gesture: "Oh~ that's a good question! Zombie Captain America could bite through S.H.I.E.L.D.'s bulletproof glass in one bite, but regular zombies..." He counted on his fingers, "They can probably bite through police riot shields, but against Tony's Mark series armor, they'd probably break all their teeth—unless they're Mutants! Those guys can even tear through Kingpin's reinforced skin!"
Tony frowned: "So, ordinary nano-suits can defend against them?"
"Theoretically, yes~" Deadpool shook his head, "But don't forget, the most terrifying thing about the zombie virus isn't its biting force, but its infectivity! Even if the armor isn't bitten through, as long as a little zombie blood or mucus gets on it..." He deliberately drew out his words, "Boom! You'll turn into Zombie Iron Man!"
2B's pupils contracted slightly: "Master, I recommend all combat personnel wear sealed protective suits."
Natasha had already pulled up the Arbitrators' highest-level biochemical protection plan: "Perhaps we can try adopting the sealed design of the 'Black Panther' suit, combined with Extremis's automatic disinfection system."
Just then, Jarvis's voice rang out: "Mr. Chen, the robots have arrived at the scene—" The projection switched to an aerial view of the shopping mall, showing at least two dozen figures behaving strangely, lunging at passersby in the crowd. One infected person suddenly looked up, their rotting face directly facing the reconnaissance camera, eyes glowing with an eerie green light...
Deadpool suddenly jumped up as if electrocuted, his chains clanging: "Holy shit! That's it!" He practically lunged at the holographic projection, "Golden eyes! I bet the lives of all the men I've given oral services to, this is definitely the Mutant virus I encountered before I transmigrated!"
He nervously turned to an empty corner, lowering his voice to speak to the air: "Listen, I know what you're thinking—zombies in 'Resident Evil' roll their eyes, those in 'The Walking Dead' drool, and those in 'World War Z' run faster than Usain Bolt..." He suddenly turned back, spreading his arms to the others: "But this! This one that glows golden is definitely a custom-made exclusive!"
Chen Tian took a deep breath, staring at Deadpool's incessant mouth, suddenly realizing the gravity of the problem—Deadpool's transmigration here brought the zombie virus with him. This was no coincidence.
"Only two possibilities," Chen Tian said in a deep voice, "Either Dr. Pym from that World also transmigrated here, or..." He looked at the golden-eyed zombie in the surveillance footage, "Someone deliberately released the zombie virus into this World."
He sharply turned, "Tony, immediately wake up Su Rui and Banner. We need to equip everyone with Vibranium nano-suits, full body protection like Black Panther, in the shortest possible time."
Tony had already summoned armor components and was assembling them: "Already on it. Jarvis, activate emergency lab protocols, load the Extremis protection module into the armor system."
"Steve," Chen Tian turned to Captain America, "Mobilize all Arbitrators members who are resting; have them report to the equipment room. Once the armor is debugged, we'll immediately deploy to Zha Huang."
Steve grabbed his shield and nodded: "I will."
"2B," Chen Tian looked at the mechanical girl, "Contact Ethan; have him come to the war room immediately. We need him to find the first infected person from the mass of data while we're in action—"
"—Like finding the nuclear warhead in 'Mission Impossible'?" Deadpool suddenly interjected, bouncing like a spring in front of Chen Tian, "I suggest checking the hospital morgue's surveillance! In all movies—"
Bayonetta kicked Deadpool back into his chair: "Quiet, Mr. Joker."
——
As everyone left the war room to prepare, Chen Tian subtly grabbed Natasha's wrist. Under the guise of adjusting the holographic projection, he leaned in and whispered in her ear:
"Contact the Red Room; have Melina secretly investigate whether similar cases have appeared outside BHD." His voice was extremely low, only Natasha could hear, "Mobilize the Adjudicators. If signs of infection are found... eradicate them directly, do not follow official reporting procedures."
Natasha's red lips tightened slightly; she noticed Chen Tian used the word 'eradicate' instead of 'control.'
"Have Eric lead the team; Logan and Vergil are to deploy fully," Chen Tian continued, his finger tracing over several key cities on the holographic map. "Synchronize the protective suit data with them. I don't want to see the Adjudicators turn into a zombie legion."
A sharp glint flashed in Natasha's green eyes; she nodded almost imperceptibly. She knew better than anyone the meaning behind such an order—it was to carry out a silent slaughter before the epidemic fully erupted.
"Do we need to use the Watcher Platform?" She pretended to adjust her earpiece, her lips barely moving.
Chen Tian's gaze swept over the projection: "No, just mobilize 'Katyusha' to support the operation. Don't be afraid of exposure; I just want the threat completely eliminated in its infancy."
Natasha's fingers rapidly tapped the Red Room's encrypted channel on her wristband, while raising her voice in a conversational tone: "I'll go check the Vibranium reserves in the equipment room."
Chen Tian watched Natasha's figure disappear around the corridor corner, then took Bayonetta, 2B, and Kiana with him to the equipment room.
In the surveillance blind spot, she had already dialed the Red Room's special frequency, and Melina's distinctive Russian voice came through the communicator: "Добрый вечер, дочь..." (Good evening, daughter. Yes, this sentence was still from my Baidu, proud.)
——
In a bar in Sky City, Logan, cigar in mouth, pushed a glass of whiskey to Eric. The bar was bustling with noise, Mutant civilians and former Sokovia civilians laughing and mingling.
"There's no good liquor in this place," Logan exhaled a smoke ring, "This is my prized collection, Old Magnet, don't you waste it."
Eric chuckled, "It's not easy to get good liquor out of an old drunkard like you."
Just then, Vergil's figure suddenly stepped out of a blue spatial rift, his right hand resting on the Yamato's hilt, his stern face flickering in the bar's changing neon lights.
"Prepare yourselves," Vergil's voice was colder than the ice of the North Pole, "There's an operation."
Logan downed the drink in his glass: "Finally, a chance to stretch my muscles. What kind of operation?"
Vergil's eyes narrowed slightly; the temperature in the bar seemed to drop a few degrees: "Killing."
Eric also finished his drink, slowly stood up, and straightened his clothes: "How many?"
"All of them," Vergil extended his hand, and a holographic projection lit up on his wristband, showing the map of Neon and zombies with golden eyes, "All cities in Neon outside of BHD, if these guys appear, kill on sight."
Logan grinned, cigar ash falling: "Ha! Finally, something interesting." He stretched his shoulders, his bones cracking like popping beans, "Can I bring my battle suit? I think it's probably impatient."
Vergil didn't answer, merely turned and walked towards the suddenly appearing spatial rift. Before stepping in, he tilted his head slightly: "The Arbitrators' battle suits will be delivered in five minutes. Remember—" His voice carried a demonic whisper, "Decapitate, or burn to ash."
Eric sneered, and the surrounding metal objects began to tremble violently: "Just as I wished."
The moment the blue rift disappeared, the bar's old jukebox suddenly started playing "Bad to the Bone" automatically. Logan bared his fangs: "Now I finally understand why that little brat Tony Stark always plays music during every fight; it really gets your blood pumping!"
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