At first, he doubted whether this could be his Gold Finger. After all, even time travel is real, so it is reasonable to have a Gold Finger.
He tried to touch and manipulate, but he couldn't control anything except the black mist around him.
Now, he can finally be sure that that dream must be related to his Gold Finger.
However, how could it affect the people around it, and it even killed people!
How to control it?
"Damn, you're not smart at all!"
After calming down, Alex spat and finally calmed down.
Eating fat meat with pickled cucumbers and bread without taste, thinking about how to control his ability, at least find a way not to hurt innocent people.
In the end, I thought that the most reliable way was to go to sleep and try to recognize the Lord with blood in my dream.
When Alex finished eating and fell asleep, a convoy came on the highway connecting the east of Ramsey City.
The convoy was not small, except for the car in front, there were five troop carriers following.
The convoy drove into the city without hindrance, and stopped not far from Alex , just downstairs of the family who died strangely last night.
As soon as the car stopped, rows of soldiers with live ammunition quickly dispersed and surrounded the surrounding area.
Only then did the people in the car come down. Peter Lovech was wearing a mink fur cloak and a military cap. He looked very fierce and daunting.
He ignored the local officials who came up to him, surveyed the scene briefly, and then said lightly:
"Everyone around here is having nightmares?"
"Yes, sir, the residents within a radius of 500 meters are basically having nightmares."
The fierce man pondered for a moment, then turned and walked out, and did not give the final order until he re-entered the car.
"Bring everyone within 500 meters back to the base, and then seal it off!"
In the dark and damp underground base, Alex's expression was extremely painful.
Yes, he was caught too.
Although he really wanted to yell for injustice like everyone else, he was just a little bit lacking in confidence, but later found that it didn't really matter, and it was useless to yell anyway.
The one who yelled the worst was kicked several times!
Now Alex can only hope that these guys will let him go if they find nothing wrong.
Anyway, hundreds of people have been arrested, so no matter what, they can't be locked up forever.
Russia is short of food in winter.
However, in order to prevent these people from continuing to investigate, Alex did not dare to continue to try indiscriminately in her dream.
If there is another moth, I'm afraid I really can't get out.
Unfortunately, the direction of fate is always so unsatisfactory.
Just below the cell where Alex was held, Peter Lovech read the materials in his hand, and after reading them for a while, he threw them away dully.
The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. The situation that was not bad at first has suddenly become precarious.
The reason is the endless new weapons of the HYDRA troops of the D Army. According to the news sent back by the spies, the method of making these weapons turned out to be a supernatural relic of the mythical period.
Although it is a bit unbelievable, Peter Lovech, as the helm of the secret organization Red Room in Russia , still has to look for related items and events.
"It's not that easy."
Throwing the information on the table, Peter Lovech walked out of the room and came to a laboratory.
As soon as he entered, the scientific researchers inside all stopped to salute, regardless of what they were doing, a living body being dissected just made a sound, and the researcher beside him cut his throat with a knife.
And this unlucky guy who died turned out to be Alex's landlord!
"What's going on?"
Peter Lovech walked around the laboratory at will, followed by a group of scientific researchers.
"Sir, so far, we haven't found any valuable information. We have dissected 37 people, and their brain and body data are all normal. However, we are confident that after dissecting all these people, we will definitely find information about them. The truth of the collective nightmare event!"
Peter Lovech nodded uncompromisingly, and finally spoke again after a moment of silence.
"That's the end of this matter, and we will go all out to conquer the human body strengthening medicine project."
After all, he still doesn't believe in those illusory things. Compared with the nightmare time, he is more interested in human body strengthening. After all, things that can be seen and touched are the most reliable.
You know, HYDRA is extremely arrogant, and they have been found nearby recently. The situation is not optimistic.
"Sir, are the participants in those nightmare events going back?"
Peter Lovech frowned suddenly, and the man trembled when he spoke in fright.
"Are you going to be an experimental subject yourself? You idiot!"
"Sorry, sir."
Peter Lovech snorted and ignored the man.
I have already labeled the other party as unusable in my heart.
It's really ridiculous. Ordinary people who enter the Red Room will either join in or stay here forever. They don't even understand this common sense, what a waste.
He became more and more irritable, and decided to find a few "seedlings" that had just come in to calm down.
This is really a hell of an era.