A few minutes later, at the edge of Sky City - Aelionteu, Coulson and his team were standing at one of the entrances, staring at the unconfidently spectacular scenery in front of them with wide eyes.
Obviously, Artoria didn't intend to interfere with Allen's affairs, so he teleported these people directly from the grocery store.
"Oh my God! Look, there is actually a dragon in the sky. This is the place where Future Technology Symposium was held? It's incredible!" Jemma·Simmons couldn't help but exclaimed loudly with his mouth wide open.
Her good partner Leo Fitz was also very excited. He looked at the readings of the electronic instrument in his hand and said at a very fast speed, "I detected that the air here contains a lot of unknown energy. Is this the legendary magic?"
In contrast, Melinda always remained calm and lowered his voice to remind, "I think you'd better restrain yourself a little. This is not an ordinary place. Any creature can easily kill us ten thousand times."
"Don't worry, it's not as scary here as you think. As long as we follow the rules, no one will make things difficult for us."
Coulson, who has been here more than once, hurriedly gave everyone a reassurance.
Just as he was looking around for the leader, a portal with a flickering blue light suddenly appeared right in front of everyone.
Before anyone had time to react, Allen's voice came from the other side. "Don't be afraid, just get in here."
"Wow! Is this the legendary Einstein-Rosen Bridge?" Jemma·Simmons carefully poked the edge of the portal with his finger.
"It should be! Have you forgotten that in Battle of New York, Tesseract once opened a Einstein-Rosen Bridge, allowing the Chitauri army on the other side to cross over." Leo Fitz responded enthusiastically.
These two young scientists, who are obviously a bit "Frankenstein", are full of curiosity about everything about Sky City.
After all, a large number of advanced technologies currently being researched on Earth came from here.
"Um... who can explain to me, what is Einstein-Rosen Bridge?" Skye, a bad student, raised his hand and asked with a confused look on his face.
"Einstein - The Rosen Bridge is a space hole, also known as a borehole. It refers to a narrow tunnel that may exist in the universe connecting two different time and spaces."
"This concept was first proposed by Austria physicist Ludwig Frame in 1916. Later in 1930, based on the assumptions made by Einstein and Nathan Rosen when studying the gravitational field equations, it was believed that instantaneous space transfer or time travel could be achieved through wormholes."
As soon as they mentioned the scientific theory they were interested in, Jemma·Simmons and Leo·Fitz immediately excitedly said a lot of professional terms that ordinary people could not understand at all.
As Hydra undercover Grant Ward held his forehead and sighed helplessly, loudly interrupting. "Speak humanly!"
"To put it simply, this is a reduced version of a wormhole that allows us to cross the distance in space and teleport directly from one point to another." Jemma·Simmons concluded with a smile.
"Like the spaceship in Star Trek?" Skye asked with eyes shining.
Leo Fitz nodded quickly. "That's right! In principle, the two should be the same. It's just that this kind of small wormhole is more difficult to realize than the large wormhole."
Seeing that these young subordinates were committing their old habits again, Coulson hurriedly coughed hard. "Ahem! Okay! Now is not the time to discuss this. Stay close and don't run around, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."
After that, he took the lead and got into the portal.
Although the remaining people felt a little uneasy about the dark blue tunnel that was constantly surging, they saw that their boss had passed by and followed him in.
In the end, everyone only felt their eyes blur, and their bodies seemed to be in a state of weightlessness for less than tenths of a second, and then they stumbled into a huge warehouse filled with various treasures.
Especially the mountains of gold coins, gems and magic metals piled up in the hall instantly made everyone present involuntarily have their hearts beat faster and their breathing become faster without realizing it.
You must know that gold and jewelry have long been regarded as symbols of wealth in human history. They often have an incredible magic power that makes people unknowingly addicted to them.
Skye, who had been accustomed to poverty since childhood, subconsciously bent down and grabbed a large handful. Feeling the cold touch of gold passing through his palms and the crisp sound of gold colliding with each other, he was immersed in an indescribable dream.
Only Coulson, who had seen many big scenes, immediately shivered involuntarily, forced himself to regain consciousness, and then smiled bitterly at the figure sitting on the golden mountain and asked, "Is this your treasury? I have to say, it really refreshed my understanding of how rich a person can be."
"No, you are wrong. This is just the smallest of Aelionteu's many treasures. And these gold coins and gems are more often used as a reserve to pay the price of Guardians's resurrection after death."
As he spoke, Allen casually threw aside the rubies he was holding in his palms. His attitude was as if he was throwing a few insignificant stones rather than rare treasures worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
Since World of Warcraft can continuously produce all kinds of gold, silver and gems, as well as the previous world's plunder of the entire universe, his outlook on money and values have long become completely different from ordinary people, and it can even be said that he has lost most worldly desires.
As long as you are willing, you can even use gold to cast dozens of celestial bodies larger than the sun.
What's more, after getting Space Stone, the first thing Allen did was to carry out an all-round three-dimensional transformation of Aelionteu and open up one auxiliary space after another inside the city.
If this city could previously accommodate millions of people, now it can easily accommodate the entire population of the entire planet.
"These are just the smallest of many vaults?!" Skye heard these words, and his voice suddenly rose an octave.
Future Quake realizes for the first time how huge and astonishing the gap between the two words rich and poor is.
As an "abandoned baby" who was repeatedly rejected by adoptive families, she didn't even have a fixed place to live. She always wore the cheapest second-hand clothes, ate the cheapest fast food, and even slept in a dilapidated car.
Many people believe that the various systems of modern society are far better, more advanced, and superior than those of ancient society.
But they don't know that this actually stems more from the progress brought about by the leapfrog development of productivity.
Since developed countries in Europe and the United States have entered an era dominated by financial capital, the gap between rich and poor in most countries in the world has actually been widening, while the perceived gap has been shrinking.
Moreover, this kind of "reasonable and legal" plundering of the poor by the rich is unprecedented in human history, and will continue in the future until the lower class people awaken again and the next round of crisis and revolution breaks out.
Allen undoubtedly understood the shock and psychological imbalance in Skye's mind at this moment, and responded with a smile, "That's right! Since gold has currency properties in most worlds, I left a little more to hoard. If you are interested in these things, you can take as much as you want, as long as you can carry it."
"Really?" Skye was obviously moved.
But Coulson stood up in time to stop him and said, "That's enough, the joke ends here. Your Excellency Allen, I encountered a minor trouble this time. I hope to get your help."
"Trouble? Is it about magic?" Allen asked with interest.
"Sorry, we can't be sure yet, but at least with the technology S.H.I.E.L.D. currently has, we can't explain this strange phenomenon for the time being."
In order to show the seriousness of the situation, Coulson quickly took out a projection device and displayed a picture like Hell in public.
It was a black town shrouded in darkness. It looked extremely eerie, and would emit a series of piercing screams from time to time.
And the town itself does not look like a modern society, but an independent unit composed of a medieval castle and subordinate villages.
Allen carefully looked at the strange symbols that frequently appeared on trees and houses, and asked in an emotionless tone, "Have your people gone in?"
Coulson nodded without thinking, "Yes! Six of our agents have gone in to investigate the situation, but they have never come out. Not only people, but also drones will lose their signals immediately once they approach this area. Even reconnaissance satellites cannot capture the existence of this town. According to the principle of elimination, I have reason to think that this is the result of some kind of magic, witchcraft or other supernatural forces."
"Where is the location?" Allen continued to ask noncommittally.
"The location is Romania. According to our observation, this castle and its subordinate villages are constantly moving, as if someone has opened a path to the past and present Shuttling Gate." Leo Fitz quickly stood up and added.
"Interesting! Anyway, I am very free now, so I will accompany you to see the situation." Allen made a decision quickly after thinking about it for a while.
Just as he was about to open the portal directly to reach his destination, a Guardians immediately ran in from outside and knelt down on one knee to report, "Lord Allen! The latest news, Tony·Stark's home was attacked by provocateurs. I am currently moving at high speed wearing Iron Man suit. It seems that I have been defeated."
"What?!" Coulson opened his mouth in surprise.
He simply couldn't believe that with the strong combat power Iron Man showed in Battle of New York, a few terrorists could have their family stolen.
Where are the terrorists here!
It's even more outrageous than Chitauri's invasion force.
"Is it not life-threatening?" Allen asked casually.
Regarding the defeat of Tony·Stark, he did not make as much fuss as others.
After all, the Mark 42 "anti-Tony" armor is not called it for nothing.
In this generation of armor, Iron Man uses a large number of unstable advanced technologies, so various problems will inevitably occur.
What's more, those guys who were injected with Extremis virus are not vegetarians either.
Not only are all of them similar to Captain America in terms of physical fitness, but they also explode themselves at the slightest disagreement.
Within the explosion radius of twelve meters, even metal can evaporate instantly.
"There is no danger. All vital signs remain at normal levels, except for some minor scratches." Guardians quickly responded in the affirmative.
"Since there is no life-threatening danger, don't worry about him yet. That guy is very proud. He will definitely not let outsiders interfere, but will decide it himself."
Allen has obviously figured out the temper of Tony·Stark.
To put it bluntly, he is a typical "dead tsundere" who won't cry until he sees the coffin.
Before you fall into menopause, you will never ask for help easily.
"Wait! Can you please tell me where Mr. Stark is currently?" Coulson is obviously very concerned about this matter.
Although he still doesn't know what happened so far, he still wants to collect more useful information.
Even if your own team doesn't need it, you can still report it to Nick Director Fury so that other colleagues in the bureau who are responsible for this matter can be prepared.
Unfortunately, Guardians ignored Coulson and directly turned into a Phantom and disappeared in place.
This scene suddenly made the surrounding air extremely awkward.
Fortunately, Coulson was a master at smoothing things over. He quickly made a joke to cover up the scene that had just happened, and at the same time rejected Allen's rash move of wanting to teleport directly.
In the end, the group took the Airbus S.H.I.E.L.D. as usual, took off from the New York airport, straddled Atlantic Ocean and Europe, and flew in the direction of Romania.
Looking at the endless sea of clouds outside the glass window, Allen, who had nothing to do, was so bored that he yawned.
But before he could close his eyes and fall asleep for a while, he saw Skye sneaking over like a thief and sitting down opposite.
"Everything in the world is unpredictable. I never thought that you, a fighter who advocates freedom, would be recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D.."
Realizing that he couldn't sleep, Allen couldn't help but make a joke.
"Damn it! You already knew they were waiting for me outside, right?" Skye asked through gritted teeth.
Allen nodded nonchalantly. "You guessed it right. In fact, in that situation, only an idiot would not guess it. But you were careless and didn't choose to escape at the first time, so you were caught. You can't blame me for this, but you yourself for being careless. And aren't you enjoying it now?"
"Enjoying it?" Skye suddenly became indignant when he heard this word. "I was coerced and lured! Coulson said that if I didn't join S.H.I.E.L.D., I would be locked up in a dark cell for the rest of my life. If I agreed to join, he would help investigate who my biological parents were. If it were you, what would you choose?"