"This is..."
Nick Fury stared at the battleship model in his hand, barely fifteen centimeters long and metallic to the touch, his face filled with utter shock.
Because this model was far too exquisite!
It was so exquisite that, upon closer inspection, one could even see the various seats and precision equipment inside the bridge through the stripped-away sections. The main cannon barrel below and the engines at the rear were even more outrageously detailed.
There were even traces of repairs visible on the hull's surface.
Without a doubt, treating this thing as an ordinary model would be an insult to one's intelligence.
At the very least, Director Egghead had realized that what he was holding was a Kree light cruiser.
He simply had no idea how Allen had shrunk such an enormous space warship to this size, or why it felt almost weightless.
Could it be... the legendary Pym Particles?
Enjoying the uncertainty on Fury's dark face, Allen gave a meaningful reply. "That's right! Just as you imagined. See that red bump down there? Press it lightly, and it'll instantly return to its original size. One more thing: once it returns to normal, it can never be shrunk again."
"Is this another kind of advanced technology you possess?" Nick Fury cautiously probed.
"No! This isn't technology. It's magic!" Allen casually corrected him. "If you want to ask about the Kree, ask now. I don't have time to keep going in circles with you."
"The Kree?" Tony Stark's eyes lit up slightly.
He had clearly realized that the conversation between the two men likely involved countless unknown secrets.
Especially that battleship which looked like a model. Under a scan from the AI butler J.A.R.V.I.S., it had been identified almost immediately.
Its internal power-engine design far surpassed Earth's most cutting-edge technology