Washington D.C.,S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
"Is this Trident who can control the weather and cause tsunamis?"
Howard is like a curious baby, staring at Golden Trident on the table, with strong interest in his eyes
"Its energy readings fluctuate greatly and are very unstable. It feels like a bomb that will explode at any time. Refer to the changes in readings... The energy source of Trident should rely on the weird words engraved on the surface. They are like solar panels absorbing heat energy, and then being guided by complex circuits to flow to the top."
Howard held a homemade energy reading machine and scanned Trident, which was isolated in a solid glass layer.
If Luke hadn't specifically warned him not to have casual contact before he left, he would have definitely started researching it.
The military tycoon is always enthusiastic about new things.
The temporary silence of Tesseract has caused Howard to lose its goal in the short term.
Golden Trident from Namor is a good new choice.
"Luke said it comes with... magical power, which is very dangerous."
Carter reminded me.
"Magic... haha, that's just another form of science."
As a talented scientist, Howard is undoubtedly a staunch materialist.
He doesn't believe that there are really any mages, Wizard, Vampires and Werewolves in this world.
Those are all fantasy creatures imagined by third-rate writers to satisfy people's desire for the unknown.
"I used to think so, until Luke told me that under the surface of the world, there is a fantasy society where mages and devils coexist, and Werewolves and vampires coexist."
Carter shrugged. As the commander of S.H.I.E.L.D., she was naturally qualified to know the existence of Three Sanctuaries and Kamar-Taj.
Moreover, I have personally seen Luke conjure a fireball out of thin air.
This made Carter doubt for a while whether the rumored negative distance relationship between Superman and many sorceresses was true.
Luke, who originally wanted to explain what magic is, ended up shooting himself in the foot.
He had to reiterate that he was not a demon hunter, that he had no scars on his face, that he would not be stabbed to death by a pitchfork, and that he would not jump to his death from a height of three meters.
"If you have the chance, you can ask him to take you to see it and satisfy your curiosity."
Listening to what Carter said, Howard was dubious.
Although he often teased Luke with the title of Sorceress Pile Driver, he never thought that Aryan demons, a charming and charming sorceress with horns on her head, covered in flames, scantily attired, really existed.
But if he had to choose, he hoped the former was false and the latter was true.
"I would like to see what those sorceresses who play with other people's emotions and indulge in carnal desires are like."
Howard snorted lightly and said with an upright face.
It just doesn't have the words "Come and seduce me, I'm easily tempted by women" written above it.
Carter rolled his eyes, indicating that he did not want to participate in this topic.
She glanced at Trident, who was surrounded by lightning, and said in a serious tone, "I want to sort out Atlantis's information. You'd better not move around. I don't want to wait for Luke to come back and find that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s chief scientific research consultant has turned into a ball of coke."
Carter knows it all too well. Every time Howard discovers something new, he can't help but want to study it.
Moreover, it is still the kind of research mode that boldly seeks death.
Before S.H.I.E.L.D. had not been reorganized, it was called Strategic Scientific Reserve.
This self-proclaimed genius and clever arms tycoon was almost killed because he was testing the energy balance of Tesseract.
"I'm not a bratty kid who's ready to cause trouble when my parents aren't home."
Howard curled his lips and pretended not to care.
"Tesseract is my best toy, this harpoon can only be ranked second at best."
"Really? Why did I hear that your research on Tesseract has made no progress and has begun to focus on other projects?"
Facing Carter's ruthless exposure, Howard looked a little embarrassed.
Because Tesseract was motionless and unresponsive, like a cold brick.
Howard, which temporarily lost interest, has switched to manufacturing Nuclear Fusion Reactor.
To this end, he and Luke teamed up to get another wave of wool from Budget Committee.
Those congressmen who usually have their money bags stuck and are unwilling to let go easily are now frightened when they hear the name S.H.I.E.L.D..
There was nothing they could do, they really didn't have any left.
"By the way, where is Luke? What is he doing?"
Howard changed the topic and said seriously, "To be honest, I have been a little interested in marine biology recently."
Carter rolled his eyes at the other party, do you want to study marine life?
I'm obviously bored and want to have some exciting fun!
Luke told her a long time ago that Howard is a guy who likes adventure at heart and is unwilling to be ordinary.
Only scientific research could make him somewhat bearable to loneliness, and nothing else, not even women.
After all, Stark Family's male tradition is that before getting married, changing bed partners is more diligent than changing clothes.
"At this time, Luke should go to White House."
Carter lifted her hanging hair and said softly, "This matter is not over yet. The appearance of a Ocean Civilization is enough to trigger heated discussions around the world."
"Testing, inquiring, collecting information... Facing unknown civilizations, all countries will resort to means. Moreover, Luke defeated Namor-MacKenzie and proved the power of Land World through a battle, but this does not mean that Atlantis will choose peaceful coexistence."
"No matter what, we are ready for war. Next, S.H.I.E.L.D. should be very busy."
Howard scratched his head, thinking that if Ocean Civilization and Land World started a war, wouldn't Stark Industries have to take another big wave of orders?
White House, Oval Office.
The sofa was full of people, the president, Chief of Staff, the general of the Pentagon, the boss of FBI...
If a missile fell from the sky and wiped out everyone present, it would paralyze the country in an instant.
"This mess was caused by S.H.I.E.L.D.. They searched everywhere for Mutants freaks, and even got a Weapon X program to pull in those dangerous elements and perform various tasks... which led to what happened next."
Edgar-Hoover of FBI was the first to speak out. The president called them here to discuss how to deal with Atlantis.
"According to the information provided by Rear Admiral Cavill, the king of Ocean Civilization, Namor-MacKenzie, is also Mutants. He upholds justice for his compatriots. This is a legitimate reason and there is nothing worthy of condemnation."
"So, I think we can make appropriate compromises, such as terminating S.H.I.E.L.D.'s plan to recruit and house Mutants. This can give United States a chance to breathe. No one here wants to start another war."
Hoover's analysis was sound. He looked at the frowning president and continued, "We will not get any benefits in this war. First of all, the people will be resistant. World War II has just ended. Who would want to carry a gun again and fight with a bunch of ocean races?"
"Secondly, we still don't know the military strength of Atlantis. But judging from the strength shown by Namor-Mackenzie, it shouldn't be much worse. They can live underwater, create tsunamis and hurricanes, and put the battlefield on the sea. The aircraft carrier fleet is naturally in a weak position and can only be passively attacked."
The generals of the Navy Department nodded. The two aircraft carriers of Atlantic Fleet were helpless in the face of Atlantis's sudden attack.
Those blue-skinned Deep Sea Peoples are like smaller, more stealthy mini-submarines, elusive and hard to detect.
The vast sea area is their territory.
"However, Rear Admiral Cavill defeated Namor-McKenzie. The Atlanteans who took the lives of New York more than seven million people and threatened our regression was defeated."
A senior military officer from the War Department said.
"Since ancient times, there has never been any talk of a winner compromising or retreating! I am opposed to any opinion put forward by the capitulationists."
Hoover looked gloomy and said in a cold voice, "General, no one said that we want to surrender..."
"Before the war begins, those who want to settle conflicts through compromise are the capitulators! If you take one step back, there will be a second step. Do we have to be like the French and directly raise the white flag in the face of threats and aggression?"
Senior officers belonging to the Army faction speak without mercy.
This serious accusation made the smell of gunpowder in the office even stronger.
Seeing that FBI's boss was being sprayed, Navy Department stood up and started laning.
"Anyway, Director Hoover is right about one thing. Atlantis's troubles were ultimately caused by S.H.I.E.L.D.. Atlantic Fleet lost two aircraft carriers, Anna Maria Island was hit by a tsunami, and we suffered heavy losses. Someone needs to be responsible for these."
"Haha, you must have forgotten who pushed Lincoln and Stennis back to the dock."
A big boss of the War Department was angry and sarcastically said, "Without Rear Admiral Cavill, Atlantic Fleet would not only lose those two aircraft carriers, we might even lose control of the sea and have no choice but to shrink back to the mainland. By then, your navy will all have to face the end of being disbanded."
"It's ridiculous! If the navy is disbanded, what future will the country have? Expanding the territory, fighting for interests, and radiating influence... Can your army do that?"
A big guy in a white military uniform retorted.
"Damn it! When I beat World War I, your navy was still following the British guys!"
The number of people on the line continued to increase, and the white military uniforms and the green military uniforms were clearly distinguishable, directly pushing Hoover aside.
The quarrel in the office became louder and louder. Seeing that the Navy Department and War Department gangs were about to roll up their sleeves and fight with their fists, the president covered his face, coughed twice, and banged the table hard.
"You are all generals of United States. You have no regard for dignity and act like street gangsters! The issue of accountability for the Atlantis incident has passed."
The president acted as peacemaker and prevented the confrontation from continuing.
"Rear Admiral Cavill prevented Namor's plan to flood New York. Not only was it blameless, but it was also meritorious. According to him, Atlantis was able to set off a tsunami because it relied on the Trident held by the king. That weapon has been seized and kept in S.H.I.E.L.D., and it does not pose a threat for the time being."
"What we are discussing now is how to deal with the existence of Atlantis. The Pentagon knows nothing about it. The only information we have is from S.H.I.E.L.D.."
"Whether it's war or peace, there should be a plan."
Hoover, who had been sprayed before, jumped out and rolled his eyes. "The President, with all due respect, in order to improve the efficiency of intelligence work, S.H.I.E.L.D. should share data with FBI and CIA. Only sincere cooperation can reduce information errors."
"Haha, Director Hoover, in order to increase the fertility rate of Americans, why don't you share your mistress with everyone... and cooperate sincerely."
War Department's vulgar words caused a roar of laughter, and even his old enemy Navy Department couldn't hold it back.
Oval Office was filled with a happy atmosphere.
It can be seen that when quarreling, the third way is usually the most effective.
Extending from parents and wives to eighteen generations of ancestors, the damage output is directly maxed out.
What kind of literary "his mother's love" has no lethality and cannot even break the defense.
Hoover's face turned red with anger, and he resisted the urge to curse and said, "This is White House. Generals, you should pay attention to your words."
When did this boss of FBI suffer such injustice?
"Well, gentlemen, keep your manners."
The President, who was holding back his smile, stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Director Hoover is also dedicated to serving the public good and wants to increase the way to obtain information. There is nothing to blame. It's just that S.H.I.E.L.D. is responsible for abnormal events, Mutants, Atlantis, etc., and confidentiality must be guaranteed."
S.H.I.E.L.D., as well as the young Director, have proven their worth.
Facing the threat of Atlantis, United States must rely on Superman.
As for FBI?
Just go to a cooler place and stay.
"The President, Rear Admiral Cavill are here."
When a group of people couldn't come up with any results, the ivory phone on the table rang.
The president sat up straight and wiped his lenses.
The generals who had been arguing with each other with red faces just now also tidied up their messy military uniforms and looked calm.
Half a minute later, a tall figure opened the door and walked in Oval Office.
"Everyone, a war is coming."
he said.
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