As soon as he finished speaking, Erik, in his purple suit, raised his right hand and pressed a button.
A portal materialized out of thin air. He turned and nodded to Valeria, then led the group of wounded survivors through it.
The light and shadow flickered, and the laboratory became empty again.
Reed pushed up his tactical glasses on the bridge of his nose and his fingers rapidly tapped on the holographic keyboard.
A blue halo illuminated the huge circular control panel.
"Break over. America, continue the previous spatial coordinate solidification test."
America stretched her shoulders and walked to the center of the field.
"How many more times do I have to do it?" America swung her arm, complaining somewhat angrily.
"My wrist is almost dislocated! This is even more tiring than being chased by zombies."
"Until your muscles develop an instinctive memory." Valeria descended on her hoverboard and stopped in mid-air.
"Your current ability release is completely random. Out of ten punches, at most four will successfully open the portal. In actual combat, that's practically suicide."
Valeria brought up a holographic projection showing a breakdown of America's earlier punching motion.
Dense lines of force analysis and energy flow diagrams intertwined in mid-air.
"Look here. Every time you punch, the point where spatial energy converges shifts. You need to concentrate all the energy at one point, instead of spreading it across the entire fist. You're tearing space apart, not pushing against a wall."
America stared at the projection for a while, then nodded.
With her legs slightly bent and her waist exerting force, her right fist glowed with a dazzling blue light and slammed into the void.
The air rippled violently. The blue five-pointed star cracked open.
A deafening roar came from the other end.
A Tyrannosaurus Rex dressed as Captain America is fighting with a chimpanzee wearing an Iron Man helmet, wielding a shield.
A chaotic battle was taking place all around, with animals dressed in various superhero costumes.
A pig dressed Spider-Man- Man is hanging from a street lamp, shooting Silk.
Reed quickly recorded the data.
"Animal Avengers Universe, spatial stability 62%, gravitational constant too high, coordinates set, closing."
America her hand to smooth out the crack.
"You just said to input coordinates?" Thor walked to the circular control panel, looking at the numbers flashing on the screen. "What does that mean?"
Reed didn't look up and continued typing.
" America's ability is essentially to tear apart dimensional barriers. Every time she successfully opens a portal to a completely new universe, this spatial energy leaves a unique imprint on the underlying logic of that universe."
Reed brought up two three-dimensional universe models, connected by a glowing blue line.
"Opening the door for the first time is like groping blindly in endless darkness. But once it's opened, the coordinates will be captured and solidified by my multiverse threat detector."
"The next time she wants to go to this universe, she only needs to retrieve the fixed coordinates, which will reduce energy consumption by 70% and achieve a positioning accuracy of 99.9%."
Thor raised an eyebrow.
This is practically a humanoid cross-dimensional strategic teleportation array.
Once she fully masters this power, her physical strength will be comparable to Captain Marvel's, and she will be able to open a portal to the multiverse at any time.
It's far more practical than those magicians in Kamar-Taj who require prior visit to open doors.
"Continue," Valeria urged.
America turned and threw another punch.
Behind the door lies a bustling metropolis. Flying through the sky are all female superheroes.
A blonde female Thor is arm wrestling with a female Hulk, swinging her hammer.
In the distance, a female version of Captain America is speeding down the street on a motorcycle.
Thor crossed his arms and carefully examined the female version of Thor.
"The source of her power is very pure," Thor commented after admiring her for a while. "However, her hammer-swinging posture is a bit stiff, and her point of force is incorrect. She relies too much on the hammer's kinetic energy."
"Coordinates recorded, continue." Reed cut off the screen.
The third punch was thrown.
Hydra flags fluttered in the wind all over the streets, Red Skull's speech was playing on a huge holographic projection, and squads of soldiers in black uniforms patrolled the streets.
The fourth punch.
The Asgard- style buildings soared into the clouds, and the golden palaces shimmered in the sunlight, but the one sitting on the throne was not Odin, but a gigantic frost wolf.
As soon as the portal was formed, a soldier dressed in Hydra uniform suddenly rushed out from behind it.
He rushed in from behind the door, energy gun in hand, the muzzle pointed directly at America's head.
"Heretics!" the soldier roared, his finger snapping at the trigger.
America there, stunned, completely unable to react.
Without even looking up, Valeria pulled a silver cylinder the size of a pen from the pocket of her white coat.
Press the top button with your thumb.
A high-frequency red ray pierced precisely through the man's brow.
The corpse slammed straight onto the metal floor with a dull thud, and the energy gun slid two meters away.
"Clean-up robot, throw the trash out." Valeria stuffed the cylinder back into her pocket and continued analyzing the data.
Several tracked robots quickly glided over, their robotic arms grabbing the corpse and dragging it away, while also spraying deodorizer.
America looked at the bloodstains on the floor and swallowed hard.
"What were you using just now?" America asked.
"High-energy particle cutter." Valeria swiped her finger across the terminal. "A portable version. I compressed the core module of a heavy-duty cutter to the size of a pen. One shot is enough to deal with this carbon-based creature that doesn't even have an energy shield. What else? Keep it around for the holidays?"
Thor leaned against the energy suppression pod, looking at Valeria.
The father and daughter have completely opposite styles of doing things: Reed is extremely rational and humane, while Valeria is purely about technological crushing and violent aesthetics.
America's ability tests are still ongoing.
Thor quickly calculated in his mind.
Once America has fully grown up, her value will be immeasurable.
She can travel freely through the multiverse, which means he can take her to other universes to plunder resources, collect other laws, and even play pranks.
We must keep this girl firmly on our side.
As long as you give her enough security, this girl will be completely devoted to you.
He would give her whatever she wanted, and in a sense, he was practically Creator.
"The final test." Reed pulled up a new data panel. "Attempt to break through the barrier of known dimensions and conduct random blind testing."
"Don't think about any specific goal this time," Reed said, pointing to the center of the arena. "Empty your mind, let your intuition guide the spatial energy, and perceive dimensions you've never explored before."
America flicked her wrist; the muscles in her right arm were tense.
Blue light converged at the knuckles, compressed to its maximum.
boom--!
The void shattered completely.
A giant blue pentagram portal, over five meters in diameter, took shape.
A strong stench of blood rushed in with the airflow, instantly filling the entire laboratory.
The red alarm lights on the top of the laboratory were flashing wildly, and the piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire underground space.
"Energy level exceeded!" Reed's hands flew across the keyboard. "The dimensional barrier is being forcibly altered! This is not a normal spatial connection!"
Valeria jumped off the hoverboard, grabbed at the air with her right hand, and a ridiculously designed heavy energy rifle appeared in her hand, its muzzle pointing directly at the portal.
Thor straightened his back, his right hand loosely clenched, lightning energy leaping in his palm, and Stormbreaker instantly appeared in his hand.
There was no light behind the door, only thick darkness.
A sharp laugh came from the darkness.
Hehehe----!
The laughter carried an eerie penetrating power, directly affecting the mental level.
"Oh?! Miss United States America Chavez?!"
The crisp sound of leather boots clicking on the floor rang out.
"This is a very rare new toy."
A woman steps out of the doorway.
His dark purple bodysuit clung to his torso, and he wore a matching mask that revealed only his pointed chin. Two samurai swords were slung across his back.
With each step she took, the surrounding space created a strange sense of dislocation.
Thor keenly sensed that the laws of physics around the woman were collapsing.
She wasn't moving; rather, the scene around her was forcibly switched to the laboratory.
This is a completely new kind of power of law.
Law of Narrative.
She tilted her head, her gaze passing over America and landing directly on Thor.
"Huh? There's actually a Thor's broken free from the writers' plans. Looks like you're like me, unwilling to stick to the script, right?"