Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

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

It comes first.”

"The first step in designing a weapon is to ensure that the weapon's power meets the standards required for the mission objective. If this step is not done, everything else will be in vain. The power of the weapon ultimately depends on the amount of energy."

Even though he closed the weapons design and manufacturing department under his own name, Tony Stark is still the top figure in weapons research and development;

When the news was not released, even though Reed Richards, the world's top scientist, was among the remaining people, they could not take away any of Tony's limelight.

"Now that we know the target of this weapon; 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 Bomba

, equivalent to the equivalent of 50 million tons of TNT, and moved the entire Eurasian continent by nine millimeters when it exploded; but according to the information you provided, the power of the Tsar Bomba is simply not enough to deal with Galactus."

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

"Of course." Qiang Qian replied in a disguised stereotypical voice. Wearing a cloak, he conscientiously played the role of an enigmatic magician. Except for himself and Tony, no one knew who the person under the cloak was.

James Zion.

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

"What happened?" Johnny, the least wealthy living person, shouted.

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

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

"Alternate dimension space." Xiang Xiang said, "Strictly speaking, the place we are now is no longer on the earth. For safety reasons, weapon research and development work must be more hidden. We will stay here in the next few days, I hope you will

There are no pets or bills due that need to be paid.”

"Magic is so real. What is going on in this space? Is it a theoretical subspace? Has the magical world confirmed the existence of the multiverse?" Reed Richards' thinking anchor is always exploring new areas.

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"Gentlemen, I think your current 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 there is a huge ship-shaped machine.

, a silver surfboard is fixed in the center of the "cabin".

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

"Mr. Stark just asked me if I have a powerful enough energy source. This is my answer." Xiang Qian said, "Use the weapons seized from the opponent to destroy the opponent in turn."

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

"But it contains nearly unlimited energy. We invited Mr. James Zion to conduct preliminary research on the surfboard, but we have never found out its energy limit." Xiang Xiang said his name as if he were talking to a stranger.

, "The preliminary research information is recorded in the terminal for your reference."

Reed walked towards the computer terminal, while Tony slowly walked around the surfboard, scanning up and down the testing equipment he pulled out from somewhere in his hand.

"The types of radiation are very messy." Tony looked at the scanned data, "I guess this surfboard is not just an energy storage device, it is also an energy conversion device that can convert the stored energy into different forms according to demand.

Is it right?"

Looking forward, he thought about his battle with "Surfer Boy" and nodded slightly.

"I need to connect to Stark Industries' database and my electronic butler Jarvis."

"No problem." He waved his hand forward, and 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?"

"There is no way; for safety reasons, the signal between here and the earth has been transferred through several layers of space." Qiang spread his hands helplessly, then ignored Tony's complaints and turned to ask Reed: "Richards

Doctor, do you need a signal to connect to Baxter Tower?"

Reed, on the other hand, did not answer the question: "It's so amazing. Both the material and the energy conversion process are completely beyond the understanding of existing technology. This is a key, a key to future energy technology."

Dr. Richards, who was in scientific research mode instantly, was inexplicably excited. He chattered endlessly to his girlfriend, brother-in-law, and others, completely ignoring the questions he asked.

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

"What?" Dr. Richards couldn't help but get furious when he came back to his senses, "This is a shameful waste and a crime! By doing this, you are stifling the development of mankind and the future of science and technology..."

"If Galactus cannot be stopped, humanity will have no future."

The next sentence left Dr. Richards speechless. It is true that Reed is a fanatical scientist, and it is true that he likes to do dangerous cutting-edge research, but after all, he still has the social moral bottom line of a normal person.

There is no such thing as risking the entire earth and human civilization.

"Is there no other way?" Reed refused to give up. The technology contained in surfboards is like a mountain of gold to a scientist. Who is willing to enter the mountain of treasure and return empty-handed?

Qianqian used a cold tone to dispel the last trace of Dr. Richards' illusion: "There may be a way, but there is no time; we only have one week."

Everyone was silent; when the topic entered the substantive stage, heavy pressure and urgency also followed.

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

It is true that human beings are extremely talented in designing weapons of mass destruction. They have created weapons enough to destroy their own civilization hundreds of times before leaving their home planet; but to develop a weapon that can completely destroy a civilization in a week

Weapons with a planetary structure would be too far-fetched - even if there are some of the smartest people in the world gathered in this laboratory.

"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." Qiang Xiang finalized the matter in a low and rigid tone.