The admiral in the Marvel world

Long Island, New York.

Crackling~Crackling~

Tony Stark sat in front of the computer, tapping the keyboard with ten fingers quickly, and the sweet keyboard sound kept ringing, looking like a hard-working code writer.

However, on the holographic projection screen, two figures were fighting quickly.

Miss! miss! miss!

On the holographic screen, red words flashed, announcing the failure of the attack. After a while, there was a bang, and a figure was directly blown up.

"Aha! Perfect!"

Just like a game fan completing a game, Tony suddenly let go of the keyboard and shouted loudly.

"Damn it, it's been so long, and finally the data model has been produced." Tony Stark breathed a sigh of relief.

"Congratulations, sir, but... although you defeated the masked man in the data simulation, it is impossible for you to withstand this level of battle with your physical fitness. Your body will be... injured." Jarvis considered it.

He spoke slowly and slowly:

"So are you considering unmanned armor?"

"Don't consider it." Tony Stark said decisively: "The great Tony Stark must defeat the masked man with his own hands. He must stand up from where he fell."

"What's more, that bastard, he actually threatened me! He threatened me!"

Having said this, Tony Stark gritted his teeth and was extremely angry, and the mustache around his mouth was shaking rapidly.

"Uh... Sir, forgive me for being upright, you were the one who wanted to kill him first..."

"Shut up! Who are you on?" Tony Stark said angrily.

"Okay, sir." Jarvis stopped talking for a moment.

"The victory rate of this suit of armor against the masked man is 100%, um... reduce some overly high performance parameters, such as the output of arm strength, add some buffering and protection materials, and add peripheral weapons..."

"Write these down, precious inspirational ideas."

"Okay, sir."

At this time, Pepper, dressed in professional attire, walked down the stairs holding a folder:

"Tony, you should be on the other side of the world right now. Your plane has been waiting for you for an hour and a half."

"Oh? Really?" Tony Stark said without raising his head.

"I can't figure it out. Since it is my private plane, it should be waiting for me. Why should I wait for him?"

"Dear Miss Potts, can you answer this question of mine?"

"..."

Little Pepper was immediately speechless by what he said. He had no choice but to talk about another thing:

"Tony, the research on the Jericho missile has been completed. The board of directors asked you why you still consume so much precious materials, and also about the company's cash flow. They hope that we can produce a detailed financial statement."

"Tell them that I am working on a project that is more profitable than the Jericho missile. As for the financial statements... I don't have time."

"Tony, you can't be like this..." Pepper was speechless for a while, it was really maddening to meet such a boss.

"Okay, give them a reply as I said. Now, dear Miss Potts, I'm leaving."

…

Bahamas, waters off New Island.

A white medium-sized yacht floated on the sea. At the stern, two huge silver-white angled cylinders were slowly turned upside down and placed under the sea.

This thing is called a "mailbox", which is actually two powerful sand blowers. Its function is to blow away the sand on the seabed, helping to discover sunken ships buried deep in the seabed.

In most people's imagination, if a sunken ship sinks to the bottom of the sea, it will stay like this on the seabed, unchanged for thousands of years.

But in reality, this would be the case if the sunken ship landed on solid seafloor rocks, regardless of mass or ocean currents.

But here is a large area of ​​​​sand on the seabed, which is super soft and has strong ocean currents. Under the influence of the two, a sunken ship will be completely buried in the sand on the seabed in less than two or three years.

Treasure hunters must use a large sand blower like a "mailbox" to deal with the thick sand on the seabed. Otherwise, it would take years and months to dig it out manually.

"God, I hope this time I won't be in vain." The two little kids drew the cross on their chests at the same time, praying with their eyes closed.

In the past four or five days, they have activated the "mailbox" more than ten times, but every time they failed.

"Don't worry, it will succeed." On the side, Helen comforted her son. She held a camera in her hand and kept taking pictures of the gold daggers, silver pistols, iron barrels, and ballast stones she had found earlier.

.

Treasure hunting is legally recognized, but the treasure hunter must provide conclusive evidence to prove that you found the treasure.

"Mom, you can activate the mailbox." At this time, Gwen's voice came from the intercom.

"OK."

Under the sea, Cao Gui, George, and Gwen were wearing heavy diving suits and large diving masks.

They set a mark on the sea sand, and through calculation, the approximate location of the wreck of the Zephyr should be here... But this sentence has been said no less than ten times.

Buzz buzz~

The large sand blower on the ship started to start, and the sea water began to stir, rushing straight to the sea surface. Suddenly, the sea sand rolled, and the originally clear and transparent sea water became turbid, making it impossible to see the five fingers.

Gwen flicked her flippers and swam away. She picked up the underwater camera and clicked it one after another. Again, take photos as evidence.

About ten minutes later, the "mailbox" slowly stopped, and the tumbling sea sand on the seabed also slowly settled. At the previously marked position, half a meter of sea sand was blown away.

"Dad, Cao, have you found anything?" Two little kids asked questions one after another in the headset.

George glanced at the sand pit and shook his head helplessly: "No, except for sand, it's all sand. I didn't find anything."

"hateful……"

"If we can't find us again, we will go back to New York. Do we really want to go back with regrets?"

"Ah ah ah, I feel so unwilling."

On the boat, the two little kids were almost going crazy. They found everything except the treasure. This was the most despairing part. They felt that they were within reach, but they couldn't find anything.

However, in the sand pit, Cao Gui took off the pipette from his back and kept poking it in the sand pit. He calculated the data and he was confident that he would not make any mistakes... Ahem, the first few times do not count.

After all, there are also typhoons in the western Atlantic Ocean. Who can explain this unstable factor clearly?

Dongdongdong~

At this time, a dull and slightly ethereal voice sounded, and Cao Gui perked up: "Guys, I seem to have discovered something."

"Helen, put down the sand suction pipe and let's look for it again."

"Okay, here you go!"

Hearing this, several people cheered up and quickly put down the sand suction pipe. Cao Gui took the sand suction pipe and sucked away part of the sea sand. After a while, a dark piece of wood appeared in sight.

Cao Gui was immediately overjoyed: "Helen, the marking point is far to the west...about 97 degrees. Use sonar to detect it and you should find something."

"I found something!" Helen quickly provided feedback, her tone full of excitement: "From the outline, it looks very similar to a ship."

"Activate the mailbox, we should be able to see the sunken ship soon." Cao Gui chuckled, Ness, found another treasure.