"Heh heh, the already badly damaged multiverse had another piece of reality torn apart by you. Rather than leave this dilapidated house standing, it would be better to tear it down and start everything over... Fine, fine, I'll stop talking... Aren't you planning to activate those Celestials you created now?..." Molecule Man said with a hint of schadenfreude.
Daisy glanced down twice. It was fine; the contingency she had left behind would repair this damaged portion.
"Those Celestials need a proper channel to step into the spotlight. It isn't time yet. Stop looking. Let's continue working. I still have a question about connecting the cycle of life and death..." Daisy closed her eyes again and projected her divine consciousness into the cloned multiverse.
The multiverse's upheaval continued for an entire year. Ordinary people noticed nothing. They went to work and school during the day, stayed up late gaming at night, and remained untouched by the turbulence within the multiverse.
The nations of humanity and Atlantis established formal diplomatic relations. Sea-King provided quite a bit of Atlantean technology, helping humanity complete its initial plans to land on Mars and establish observation outposts there.
The general public's attitude toward landing on Mars could only be described as indifferent. They did not think it had anything to do with them. In their view, humanity leaving the Solar System was likely something that would happen a hundred years from now.
Stark was still butting heads with the Pentagon, but he had gained another target now: the U.S. Department of Energy.
Continuing to use oil and waste those nonrenewable resources was simply too extravagant. How many years had clean energy been technologically mature by now? Ten years! Yet those people in the Department of Energy were still using the safety of nuclear fusion as