Fooled
Although the Marvel Universe is not lacking in scientists, if a villain doesn't have a doctorate or some kind of meticulous, highly intelligent talent, he'll only be a third-rate figure in the world, with only a few managing to rise above the rest.
For example, Doctor Doom, the Fantastic Four's adversary; Doctor Octopus and Professor Lizard, Spider-Man's adversaries; and the Leader, etc.
So, after contacting several evil organizations, and hearing that Dr. Selvig needed scientists as assistants, the leaders of those organizations sent their own scientists to assist him, hoping they could learn something from him.
Unfortunately, Dr. Selvig needed experts in astrophysics. Those organizations wouldn't research such advanced stuff; only major powers could afford it. S.H.I.E.L.D.. also had to cooperate with NASA and rely on their resources. The scientists they sent were at best PhDs in electrical engineering and chemistry, and could only help Selvig a little when assembling the energy output device for the Selvig Tesseract.
But to truly create a device to build a stable portal, what's needed are experts who can help in the field, just like a company hiring a project manager who can lead a team to complete a project, rather than a group of recent graduates who need to learn work experience.
"I'm no longer looking for scientists!"
After suffering a setback at Wei Xiuming's hands, Supergiant developed a psychological aversion to scientists on Earth, as if they were some kind of monster.
Loki then waved his hand across the table where Dr. Selvig was writing, and a thick notebook appeared there. "I think you'll find what you need in here."
Although it's called a notebook, its paper size exceeds that of a typical notebook; it's more like a thick, A4-sized book.
Dr. Selvig opened his notebook, which contained various formulas and icons, as well as some hand-drawn molecular structures and mechanical diagrams. The paragraphs were not very connected and there were traces of corrections, clearly indicating that it was a notebook where someone recorded their thoughts.
"Incredible! As expected of Dr. Clark, his research is indeed ahead of mine. Even though the Tesseract has shown me a lot, I still can't catch up with him." After reading a few pages, Dr. Selvig's expression changed from ecstasy to horror to disappointment. The changes in his expression could be recorded and used as teaching material for film school students.
Is this thing useful?
Different civilizations use different writing systems to record knowledge. The Supergiant is already burdened enough by using the Tesseract and doesn't want to expend energy learning Earth's writing system and language—it's not worth it for a civilization on a remote planet that hasn't even achieved a unified writing system and language.
Dr. Selvig picked up the data he had frantically scribbled down, glancing at it from left to right and comparing it with what was written in his notebook. Without looking up, he replied, "Useful, extremely useful. This manuscript has corrected many of my previous erroneous ideas. With just a few minor modifications, it can save a lot of time, manpower, and resources. The structure of the device for stabilizing the Tesseract can also be greatly simplified."
Where did you get this?
"Hawkeye Clint, under the control of the Supergiant, asked."
Loki said, "In Kent Clark's office, right on his desk, there was a page with formulas on the open page that looked very similar to what you taught me, so I brought it back."
Despite the Asgard's impressive display of spears, swords, and axes in battle, their civilization and technology were actually quite advanced, though beyond human comprehension, making them appear very backward.
For example, the Bifrost is a space teleportation device, and the "furnace" used by the Dwarf Kingdom to melt materials is actually a Dyson sphere.
Furthermore, language wasn't a problem for him; Loki could roughly understand some of what Wei Xiuming had written, so he knew the value of the content and took it back without hesitation.
Dr. Selvig's expression suddenly fell as he was studying the data. He threw the papers he was taking notes on onto the table, solemnly closed his notebook, and carefully placed it on the surface. "Dr. Clark is truly a genius. I can only follow in his footsteps, but I can never be on par with him."
Before Loki could ask any questions, Dr. Selvig waved his hands and explained, "Dr. Clark designed a special device, only the size of a toy gun, that can open portals at will using the power of the Tesseract. It's incredibly convenient. It doesn't even require the Tesseract itself; all you need is a small vial of energy extracted from it."
Supergiant and Loki both thought of the "toy gun" that Wei Xiuming had once held; they had missed something so important.
"Can you build this device?" Loki asked Dr. Selvig, placing one hand on Wei Xiuming's notebook.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that," Dr. Selvig explained. "The current advanced industrial processing capabilities are simply not capable of fulfilling Dr. Clark's vision. That level of technical requirements involves many aspects... But if it doesn't need to be that lightweight, I can assemble it right now using the materials and parts I have on hand."
"Thank you very much, Doctor." Loki said, as if relieved, "Is there anything else you need?"
"A substance, an isotope of iridium, can form antiprotons to stabilize energy output, but it is extremely rare on Earth. Besides synthesis using nuclear reactors and particle accelerators, it can only be obtained from meteorites." Dr. Selvig opened his notebook, pointed to a hand-drawn molecular formula on a certain page, and showed it to Loki: "That's it, but I need a huge quantity. Directed synthesis in a particle accelerator would take a year to meet the demand."
"However, virtually no one uses nuclear reactions and particle accelerators to specifically synthesize iridium, so most of it is controlled by certain mining giants."
Upon hearing Dr. Selvig's words, Hawkeye Clint sprang into action, pulling out a tablet to access the databases provided by the underground organizations. After searching, he found a transaction record.
It was a transaction record of iridium isotopes. International conventions prohibit unauthorized private sales, so it was a dark web transaction by an underground organization. The buyer was the Osborn Group, and the seller's information was also easy to find.
"The target is currently in Germany, attending a charity gala." Clint flipped the tablet over, showing Loki the information he had found. "But his company's vault is in another location; we need to split up."