To the gods, the East Wind One Missile itself was unimportant. Even the ingenious spatial traversal technology it used was a mere parlor trick in their eyes. What truly interested them was its warhead!
The warhead mounted atop Dongfeng One resembled the Solar Core, yet was entirely different from it.
Although Green had taken precautions with the warhead, those measures were utterly useless under the scrutiny of the gods.
The entire structure of the Hydrogen Bomb warhead was soon laid bare before the three gods.
But seeing it did them little good. They could not understand its many complex and bizarre structures.
It was like asking boxing champion Tyson to decipher the circuitry of a computer motherboard. The gods were formidable, but they were far from all-knowing and all-powerful.
Before long, all three of those mighty figures were staring at it cross-eyed.
The only expert among them was the Mechanical God, who at least knew something about alchemy and technology.
Unfortunately, since the other gods had beaten him nearly to death, the Mechanical God had lost much of his knowledge in those fields. His entire technological system had collapsed. He understood bits and pieces, but could no longer connect them. In the end, like the God of Death and the Earth Mother Goddess Gaia, he could only blink his mechanical eyes and admit defeat.
One look at them told Apollo they had gotten nowhere.
He had hoped the three of them could uncover the secret behind this super-bomb. Clearly, he had expected too much.
"Where did this come from?" Gaia asked Apollo gravely.
The God of Death and the Mechanical God turned to him as well. Neither spoke, but they wanted the same answer.
Apollo had only given them a rough account earlier, and the three had paid it little