Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

"There are only two keys to a weapon: power and accuracy." Tony Stark, a weapon expert, said, "Many people will argue about the order of importance of the two, but let me say that power is always the same. It comes first."

"The first step in designing a weapon is to ensure that the power of the weapon meets the standards required by the mission goal. If this step cannot be achieved, all other efforts will be wasted. The power of a weapon depends on the power of the weapon in the final analysis."

Even though the weapon design and manufacturing department under his own name is closed, Tony Stark is still the top figure in weapon research and development; when another person who is qualified to compete with him for the No. When it was not released, even though Reed Richards, who was also a top scientist in the world, was among the remaining people, he couldn't take away a little bit of Tony's limelight.

"Now that we know what this weapon is intended to target; the next question is obvious: Do you have such a powerful energy source?" Tony asked, "The most powerful physical weapon in human history is the Tsar Bomb , which is equivalent to 5000 million tons of TNT equivalent, and when it exploded, it pushed the Eurasian continent as a whole by nine millimeters; but according to the information you provided, the power of the Tsar Bomb is not enough to deal with Galactus.”

Following Tony's question, Reed Richards and the others all focused their attention on the cloaked figure.

"Of course there is." Xiangqian replied in a disguised stereotyped voice.Wearing a cloak, he conscientiously played the image of an enigmatic magician. Except for himself and Tony, no one knew that the person under the cloak was James Zion.

Just a trance, the space where everyone is in has completely changed.They were originally concentrated on the top floor of Stark Tower, but they came to a strange laboratory in a blink of an eye.

"What happened?" Johnny, the most ungrateful living man, yelled.

Reed Richards was relatively calm: "Is it space-shifting technology...magic?"

Tony Stark was undoubtedly more calm, and he turned on his mobile phone with great interest and tried it; "There is no signal; is it signal isolation or... some kind of magic?"

"Dimensional space." Xiangqian said, "Strictly speaking, the place we are in is no longer the earth. For the sake of safety, the research and development of weapons must be more concealed. We will stay here for the next few days, I hope you There are no pets and no urgent bills due.”

"Magic is really amazing. What's going on in this space? Is it a theoretical subspace? Has the magic community confirmed the existence of the multiverse?" Reed Richards' thinking anchor is always exploring new areas .

"Gentlemen, I think your attention should be focused here." He raised his hand forward - his hand was wrapped in a wide sleeve - and pointed to the center of the laboratory, where was a huge ship-shaped machine , a silver surfboard is fixed in the center of the "cabin".

The invisible magnetic force field wraps the "cabin" and firmly locks the restless surfboard.

"Mr. Stark asked me just now if I have a powerful enough energy source. This is my answer." Said forward, "Use the weapons captured from the other party to destroy the other party in turn."

Reed Richards was a little puzzled: "This looks like just an aircraft?"

"But it contains almost unlimited energy. We invited Mr. James Zion to conduct preliminary research on surfboards, but we have never found out its upper limit of energy." Qianqian said his name as if talking about a stranger , "The preliminary research materials are all recorded in the terminal for your reference."

Reed walked towards the computer terminal, but Tony walked slowly around the surfboard, scanning up and down with a detection instrument dug out from nowhere in his hand.

"The types of radiation are very messy." Tony looked at the scanned data, "I guess, this surfboard is not only an energy storage device, but also an energy conversion device, which can convert the stored energy into different forms according to needs. Is it right?"

Thinking forward of the battle between himself and "Surf Boy", he nodded slightly.

"I need to link to Stark Industries' database, as well as my electronic butler Jarvis."

"No problem." Waving forward, a space door opened above everyone's heads; a few minutes later, the signal from the earth was connected.

Tony frowned: "This delay is too long, is it dial-up?"

"No way; for the sake of safety, the signal between here and the earth has been transferred through several layers of space." Xiangqian waved his hands helplessly, then ignored Tony's complaints, and asked Reed: "Richards Doctor, do you need to link to the signal of Baxter Building?"

Reid's answer was irrelevant: "It's amazing. Whether it's the material or the energy conversion process, it's completely beyond the comprehension of existing technology. This is a key, a key to unlocking future energy technology."

Dr. Richards, who was in the state of scientific research in seconds, was inexplicably excited, chattering at his girlfriend, brother-in-law and others, completely ignoring Qiangqian's question.

"It's not a key, it's just a bomb, an unprecedentedly powerful bomb." Qianqian coldly interrupted Dr. Richards's scientific imagination.

"What?" Dr. Richards, who came back to his senses, couldn't help being furious. "This is a shameful waste and a crime! What you are doing is stifling the development of mankind and the future of technology..."

"Humanity has no future if Galactus cannot be stopped."

One sentence left Dr. Richards speechless.It's true that Reed is an avid scientist, and he likes to do some dangerous cutting-edge research, but he still has the social and moral bottom line of a normal person after all, and he can't do anything that bets the entire earth and human civilization.

"Is there no other way?" Reid refused to give up.The technology contained in the surfboard is like a golden mountain to a scientist, who would enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed?

Onward dismissed the last vestiges of Dr. Richards' illusions in a icy tone: "There may be a way, but there is no time; we only have a week."

Everyone was silent; when the topic entered the substantive stage, heavy pressure and a sense of urgency also rushed to the face.

One week is a long time, but is it really enough time to save a planet and a civilization?

It is true that human beings are gifted in designing weapons of mass destruction. Before leaving their home planet, they have created enough weapons to destroy their own civilization hundreds of times; A weapon with a planetary structure is too far-fetched—even if this laboratory gathers some of the smartest people in the world.

"This surfboard is our best choice at the moment; we only need to do two things: seize control of it and find a way to detonate the energy." Qianqian made the final decision on this matter in a deep and rigid tone.