American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"... According to this newspaper, a witness saw a fierce fight at Culver University a few days ago. The two sides fighting were a steel giant and a green giant..."

"...Culver University is currently in chaos. Several students witnessed the battle scenes with their own eyes. However, because they could not provide evidence, the school directors denied this..."

Hyperion Technology.

Queen Bai screened all the recent news that could be collected about that battle, deleted the repeated reports and played them to Luke. Of course, when the military had made corresponding preparations in advance, most of these reports were spoken by reporters.

, among the scenes that appeared with evidence, only Culver University did have traces of the battle, but there was no recorded scene of the battle between the Iron Giant and the Green Giant.

Most of the students' mobile phones and electronic products have been checked, and even if there are some screen recordings, they can only be from the side that General Ross belongs to. Fortunately, this does not trouble Luke, he now has all the battle data of the Iron Titan battle.

And the picture. If nothing unexpected happens, Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. will soon send the damaged Iron Titan over for Hyperion to repair.

After all, a big toy worth hundreds of millions would never be abandoned just because of a battle unless it was completely scrapped.

The data that can be collected by then will be more real and intuitive.

Of course, before repairing it, he had to extract some benefits from Nick Fury. After all, he had violated the Iron Titan service contract signed with Hyperion.

As for the Hulk inside Dr. Bruce Banner?

Luke said that he had nothing to say. Because any super mutation produced unexpectedly seems to be an accident caused by science, but in fact it is not a matter of science.

For example, the Hulk, who was simply a scientific accident, is really not difficult to solve. What is difficult to solve? What is difficult to solve is whether he has the kind of unreasonable way to become stronger that can evolve infinitely? As for why he is immortal

The body, the powerful ability to approach conceptual rules, seems to be the standard configuration of scientific accidents in the world in memory.

Although Luke will not speak science to a certain extent in the future, he does not hope that there will be too many people who do not speak science like him. In other words, there will be too many people who do not speak science like him who are not under his control.

…

Milky Way.

Tarta star.

A raccoon and a tree man were sitting at the foot of a mountain. One had his eyes closed, as if he was meditating on something, and the other was looking at the sunset of the planet. Behind them was a small silver-white aircraft.

"Groot!" The tree man spawned a flower from the ground, picked it off and handed it to the little raccoon beside him.

"I told you Groot! Now is my time to pray to God! Don't bother me during this time!" Raccoon Rocket opened his eyes, looked at the flowers handed to him, and said angrily.

"Groot!" the tree man replied aggrievedly.

"I'm not blaming you. It was God who answered me when I needed help the most! Do you understand? He freed me from that place!" Raccoon Rocket had to temporarily interrupt his daily prayers and face the emotional changes.

The depressed tree man helplessly spread his hands to comfort him.

"Groot." The tree man raised his head and gestured with his fingers.

"I don't care if he is a good god or a bad god! He saved me and let me get out of that abandoned half-world. It has not brought any harm to me so far, but it has made my brain more flexible.

"Rocket can always hear what Shuren wants to say from the same and repeated words, and he can answer them.

"Groot!"

"You also want to pray to God? Okay, okay, it's always good for God to have more believers." Rocket muttered a few words and took the flowers from Groot.

"Groot?"

"Don't ask me who God is! I don't know who he is! I only know that it is like a black illusory seed. If you want to give him a name, is it called the Maker?" Rocket said at the end, with some hesitation, God's

His ability seemed to give him inspiration and the talent to build machinery. He also used this to solve all the troubles in half the world, and then he was freed from responsibilities and started sailing.

"Groot!"

"I don't have that kind of seed anymore, and I don't know where it came from. I don't think it is suitable for your race." Rocket looked at the tree man up and down. This is the partner he found after wandering in the stars. Of course,

They can also be said to be mercenaries. The two of them have worked together several times and have a good understanding of each other. So at Rocket's suggestion, Treeman joined the Star Thieves team he formed and became his own mercenary.

"Groot!"

"What does God like? Do you want to do what God likes?" Rocket pondered for a while.

"Groot!" The tree man nodded heavily.

"I'm not a god, how would I know?" Rocket replied angrily, but immediately, he rested his chin on his hands and said thoughtfully: "It seems, probably, maybe, maybe, God is like me and likes money? I

I had no idea about money before, but after integrating that black seed, money seems to have become my pursuit?"

"Groot!"

"Of course I know God is not that shallow. But how can I buy energy without money? How can I make machinery? How can I appease the wonderful inspirations in my mind? Only money can make me sleep peacefully! Do you understand, Groot?"

Rocket said bluntly.

"Groot?"

"Apart from money? It could be energy or knowledge. It doesn't matter to you anyway." Rocket stood up from the ground, stopped praying, and walked directly in the direction of the aircraft: "Let's go, we have some more on hand.

There are a few big jobs left to be done! Once they are done, we will have the money to upgrade the Hogot."

"Groot?"

"Prayer? You have to be more flexible, Groot. When you have work to do, you can put prayers behind your mind and postpone them for a while." Rocket waved his hand: "What's more, prayers need to be sincere. Today I

I was disturbed."

"Groot!"

"Who said I only sleep when I pray? You can't doubt my devotion to God!"

Their voices gradually disappeared into the air.

…

Large Magellanic Cloud.

The home planet of the Kree Empire.

Council of Nobles of the Kree Empire.

"The amount of calculations and energy consumption of the Supreme Intelligence have increased a lot recently. What's the reason?" said an old Kree man.

"The supreme wisdom answers that everything is correct."

"It's harvesting and producing more energy."

"I think the Supreme Intelligence has been acting strangely recently."

A somewhat worried voice sounded.

"Supreme wisdom is the core of the Kree Empire's development to this day, and it cannot have any accidents."

"Then what should we do? Now we probably don't have much authority over the supreme wisdom."

"Let's observe it for a while first."