As the date of "Future Technology Symposium" gets closer and closer, the situation in the entire world is becoming more and more tense at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In particular, the major powers involved in International Security Council have all intensified their military presence.
Not only that, but its internal interest groups have also launched a series of back-and-forth battles.
Because anyone who knows the truth about this matter knows that this meeting is essentially a major reshuffle.
Only those who have obtained admission tickets can avoid being eliminated in the fierce competition in the next great era.
After all, the more high-tech research and development, the more massive upfront investment is required, and there is a high chance of failure.
But now?
Just get it ready-made!
In other words, all companies that get admission tickets will instantly have a terrifying generation gap with other competitors.
This advantage will cause other similar companies to lose their market and profits instantly, and go bankrupt in pain and struggle.
So this is a war related to the future!
Everyone was banging their heads trying to squeeze in!
This is especially true for Hammer Industries, who has been rubbed against the ground by Stark Industries and is known as US Department of Defense's "10,000-year spare tire."
At this moment, Justin Hammer was sitting in his office, staring at the Invitation Letter sent by the military, his eyes shining with excitement.
After a full minute, he raised his head and asked the man in military uniform sitting opposite him, "General, can you tell me who has the final decision-making power in this meeting?"
"Sorry, I don't know much about this either. To be precise, the United States representative of International Security Council did not disclose much substantive information to the military. The only one who may know the truth at present is probably I'm afraid it's just the president, Vice President, Secretary of State, and Minister of Defense." The fifty-year-old general took a sip of coffee and gave a meaningful answer.
In fact, he definitely made a principled mistake by disclosing top-secret information to the other party in private.
If he is exposed, he will definitely go to military court.
But it is a pity that in the United States army where there are many mountains, such situations of collusion between senior officials and military contractors are simply too common.
The reason he was willing to take such a big risk wasn't just for the millions of dollars in extra income every year.
Compared to Tony·Stark's arrogant attitude, Justin Hammer obviously knows how to conduct "public relations" better.
Hundreds of millions of dollars in public relations expenses every year are not in vain...
Otherwise, how could he still receive large orders from the military despite lagging behind in technology and products?
"In other words, the only breakthrough lies with the United States representative of International Security Council." Justin Hammer touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
The general nodded without thinking, "That's right! Use your best methods. You must know that this is your only chance to defeat Tony·Stark and make a comeback. Believe me, those technologies are at least decades ahead of our world."
"Got it! Thank you very much! I promise you will get what you deserve."
After saying that, Justin Hammer stood up and bowed deeply to the other party, then took out his mobile phone and started making calls frantically.
He had only one goal, to dig out key information from the representative at all costs, and then go directly to the people with decision-making power for public relations.
Just when Justin Hammer took action, Stark Industries was not idle either.
Obadiah Stane, who rushed back from Afghanistan not long ago, is urging his scientists to reverse engineer Mark I Iron Man suit.
Since he is not the leader of this company, he does not know about "Future Technology Symposium" at all.
At the moment, this greedy old guy is full of fantasies about successfully cracking this technology, successfully killing Tony·Stark, and becoming the supreme master of the entire company.
Watching the thick and huge parts being assembled by the mechanical crane, a proud smile appeared on Obadiah's old face, and he immediately asked, "How is the progress?"
"Well... the control system and armored weapons are almost complete. But the problem is that we can't solve the technical barriers to power yet." The scientist answered cautiously.
"What?! The power problem can't be solved? Why? Isn't the prototype of Arc Reactor placed in the company lobby! Just make it smaller? Tony can make Miniature Arc Reactor with a pile of junk and scraps. You have spent so much money and time on me and you still can't do it?" Obadiah Stane roared angrily.
"But... but he is Tony·Stark." The scientist weakly gave the reason.
It has to be said that this reason is quite sufficient, so sufficient that even Obadiah Stane doesn't know how to refute it.
After all, in the field of scientific research, geniuses and mortals are two completely different creatures.
The former only requires a few seconds of thinking to solve the problem, while the latter may have to struggle for a lifetime without necessarily finding the answer.
After realizing this, Obadiah Stane immediately stopped persecuting the poor guy in front of him, turned around and left the company directly, and took a car straight to the residence of Tony·Stark.
His idea was simple. Since the reverse engineering failed, he would simply kill Tony·Stark and grab the small Arc Reactor from the opponent's chest.
By the time there is a physical object, copying it will not be a matter of course.
When the time comes to win over the board of directors with one hand and bribe US Government and the military with Iron Man suit on the other, who will remember who Tony·Stark is.
Murder in the paradise of capital United States is never a big deal.
As long as enough benefits can be generated, even the black ones can be turned into white ones.
However, Obadiah Stane didn't notice at all that when he drove away, three people were sitting in a restaurant not far away, watching everything that just happened.
"Greed, desire, conspiracy, betrayal, it's really an interesting drama, isn't it?" Allen smiled and waved away the magic projection in front of him.
"It turns out that Tony·Stark was attacked by terrorists, and it was this guy who was responsible." Coulson clenched his fists subconsciously.
As a person who was sent by Director Egghead to investigate the kidnapping of Tony, he just wanted to catch up immediately and arrest Obadiah Stane.
But before Coulson could take actual action, Allen stopped him casually. "Don't chase! Believe me, he will come back. Because after a while, a destined battle will be staged here. And where we are now is the best place to watch."
"A destined battle?" Coulson frowned.
"That's right! Iron Man versus Iron Monger, Tony·Stark will win this battle. What's more, Ms. Pepper·Poz will need your protection later."
Allen bluntly announced what will happen in the next hour or two.
When Coulson heard these words, his eyes widened in surprise, and he stammered, "You... you still have Future Sight's ability?"
Allen nodded slightly. "Yes. Although it is not that accurate and there are many harsh conditions, I do have some prophetic abilities."
There is no doubt that part of his prophetic ability comes from Tier Magic, and the other part comes from the authority he absorbed from Yhwach.
Although after leaving the world of Death, the power of "The Almighty" has been weakened to the point that it has almost no practical value.
But if you can see through the future a few hours or even days later, there is still no big problem.
"It's really scary... In that case, I'd better sit here and wait." Coulson smiled bitterly and picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.
Due to the longest number of contacts and the longest time, he can be said to have a good understanding of the "super creature" in front of him that looks no different from a teenager.
Just through conversations and casual displays, almost twenty kinds of Superpowers have been confirmed.
If you include the prophecy ability that you just learned about, Coulson has no idea how to defeat such a monster that is close to Invincible.
Similarly, in his heart, he is full of longing and admiration for Sorcerer Supreme, who can limit the opponent to a certain extent, and Infinity.
"Allen, Sakura just sent a message saying that she robbed a fleet of the Kree Empire. She captured almost thirty radiance cruisers, twelve heavy cruisers and carriers, and two star destroyers capable of destroying planets."
Artoria, who had been eating quietly on the side, suddenly spoke out a rather explosive news.
"Oh? How many Kree have been captured? I mean those scientists." Allen asked with interest.
"There are probably tens of thousands of people. Sakura said she didn't count them carefully. She went against the orthodox tradition and killed them all and brought back their souls. Right now, Guardian Steward Edna·Bevin is counting the loot." Saber quickly gave a simple explanation.
"Good job!" A satisfied smile appeared on Allen's face. "Tell Sakura, be careful. Kree Empire is a very powerful force in the universe. Their most powerful star-class battleship can destroy a star system with one blow, which is quite threatening."
"I know, I will warn Sakura. But whether she listens or not is another matter."
After saying that, Artoria closed his mouth and stopped making any sound, and continued to enjoy the dessert calmly.
However, compared to her calmness, Coulson's heart was already stirred up. He quickly lowered his voice and asked nervously, "What is Kree Empire? A super alien civilization?"
"Well, that's right. They are one of the three most famous empires in the universe. Their main sphere of influence is concentrated in the Large Magellanic Cloud. They have a population of tens of billions. They master a series of relatively advanced technologies including artificial intelligence, warp-driven starships, energy weapons, robot and cyborg transformation technology, genetic modification and optimization technology, etc. Their space fleet is close to 100,000 ships."
Allen briefly introduced the situation of the Kree Empire.
It's easy to see from that dismissive attitude that he didn't take Kree Empire seriously at all.
To be precise, in Marvel Cinematic Universe, the role played by the Kree Empire is at best a "background board" that looks relatively powerful.
In terms of real strength, whether it is the "gods" Asgard, Dark Army under Thanos, or the endless superheroes on the earth, they can easily knock Kree Empire to the ground and beat him up.
"What?!!"
Coulson stood up from the chair suddenly, his whole body trembling slightly involuntarily.
He simply couldn't believe that not long after the other party entered the universe, he directly chose to attack such a powerful cosmic civilization.
"Calm down, don't make such a fuss. Kree is not as scary as you think, they just look scary on the surface. In the vast universe, there are many things scarier than Kree." Allen comforted him nonchalantly.
"Damn! How can this make me calm down? No! I have to tell the director about this immediately." Coulson quickly jumped out of his phone and dialed one of the emergency contact numbers.
About half a minute later, the howling wind came from the other end, and Nick Fury asked intermittently, "What's going on? Didn't I say that this number can only be called in emergencies?"
"Director, this is an emergency. Do you remember the spacecraft that broke through the atmosphere and entered the universe not long ago? Its owner just robbed a fleet of the Kree Empire." Coulson hurriedly explained.
"Huh? What? I didn't hear clearly just now, please say it again." Director Egghead's voice suddenly rose an octave.
You must know that he fought Kree with Captain Marvel, and he is very aware of these blue-skinned aliens and how powerful and terrifying the forces behind them are.
To put it bluntly, if Captain Marvel hadn't suddenly burst out with terrifying strength, Kree would have been able to conquer the entire earth and enslave all humans with just those few warships at that time.
"Our allies just looted a Kree Empire fleet." Coulson repeated with a wry smile.
"Fak! Shet! Are they crazy?"
Nick Fury couldn't hold back and spat out a lot of "beautiful" English words directly from his mouth.
He couldn't imagine how Kree would react when he knew all this.
After all, whether it is Allen, Sakura, or Artoria, they all look like the standard Earthlings type.
And Kree has visited the earth and knows what humans look like.
This means that it is entirely possible for them to launch retaliation against the earth.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't offend the other party, Director Egghead would like to directly greet and thank Allen's whole family of women and eighteen generations of ancestors to express his feelings at the moment.
But unfortunately, he can only vent his emotions to his most trusted subordinates now.
Coulson quite understood how his director felt, and he endured all this silently, and even covered the receiver with his hand, for fear that the sound would be too loud and the other party would hear him.