No one knew what kind of design it was, but there was a raised platform in the Helicarrier's bridge while all the other consoles were recessed. Standing on it, one could see what every agent below was doing.
When Fury temporarily left to contact the Ultimates and prepare to investigate the universe on the other side, Su Ming and the others leaned against the iron railing at the edge of the platform, continuing to watch the countless big screens projecting locations around the world, as well as the red dots representing the Corpse Tide gradually devouring the blue projection of Earth.
"Ah, zombies have appeared on Greenland, the last patch of pure land."
Seeing red dots light up on that offshore island on the map, the detective girl took out her bottle again and gulped down another mouthful. Deathstroke had let her taste some earlier, but she clearly had no intention of returning it.
Whenever a red dot lit up, it meant someone there had called for help after encountering zombies, and S.H.I.E.L.D. had intercepted the relevant keywords in the intelligence; or zombies had appeared on the streets and been spotted by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s satellites. In truth, all of this information was delayed.
"This virus seems capable of infecting every living creature. Greenland may be remote, but there are many fishermen there. If they eat fish carrying the virus, they will naturally become infected as well. It's like how heavy-metal residue in the food chain eventually ends up in the human body."
The female agent bent over with both arms braced on the railing. As she stretched, one of her legs lifted like a scorpion's tail and slowly rested on her own shoulder, displaying astonishing flexibility.
This was probably her morning yoga routine.
"Mr. Slade, did I really ruin the director's