Metamorphosis Marvel Genius

Chapter 66 Rectifying Zhao Helen (recommendation ticket requested)

At the Newark International Airport in New York, the short legs climbed into the big Boeing plane, took out the tablet and chatted with Nick Fury, and jumped on the seat.

In the video, the black chief was rambling.

Nick Fury is on tenterhooks.

Not only did Coulson be sent to follow up, but in order to confirm the progress of the project, Nick Fury would personally video-connect with Anna every day to inquire about the project status.

He was really worried.

Anna is perfunctory.

She didn't think this stewed chief didn't have Bi Shu in his heart.

If you want to talk without money, eat shit.

Fortunately, he is still the director of the bureau, and after exhausting all his efforts, he managed to get 3000 million US dollars from S.H.I.E.L.D.

The warship-class electromagnetic railgun costs [-] million U.S. dollars, and with Nick Fury's little money, Anna thinks it's just enough to buy steel.

The entire project budget was [-] million U.S. dollars, and Anna paid almost all of it.

In Anna's eyes, the director of the stewed egg only has the role of approving documents and setting terms.

Anna doesn't care about the cost of [-] million US dollars, for her, all defensive methods are worth it.

Then Director Brain became even more worried. What the little short leg made was too powerful, needless to say, as long as the electromagnetic gun went off and hit the White House, he would be finished.

Who can defend against a metal ball of Mach 20!
For this reason, he repeatedly asked the warship-class electromagnetic railgun to set a second-level password, and two people needed to confirm it together.

It doesn't matter to Anna, the things she built must have left a back door.

On the surface, the two confirmed together. In fact, only the black chief needs to be confirmed, and Anna can bypass the firewall.

In fact, Anna felt that it was all the fuss of the director.

As far as she knows, the nuclear bomb launch password is still eight zeros. Is it necessary to set a double password for an electromagnetic rail gun?

Besides, all operations of Xavier Castle need to be confirmed by Anna's brainwaves, so it would be strange if something went wrong.

Take out the IPAD, Anna keeps sliding with her chubby hand, slide to one and delete one, electromagnetic rail gun, delete, two 12.7mm caliber machine guns, delete, laser Gatling delete, gamma ray The gun is deleted, and deleting one means completing one.

The next thing left is the super robot, which is a bit difficult, so the little short leg marked it yellow and put it aside.

The laser Gatling gun is installed in the tower of Xavier Castle, and Ana has specially set up an industrial-grade robot to maintain it.

Weapons have different effects in the hands of different people.

Just like laser Gatling, in the hands of the military, it is a waste product, the operation technology is too demanding, it will be used too little, the maintenance is expensive, the guidance is difficult, and there are various reasons.

In fact, there is only one real reason—stupidity.

It's like throwing a desert eagle into the hands of a three-year-old child, who can't even open the insurance, it's useless.

It’s different in Anna’s hands. She focuses, maintains herself, and designs the guidance software by herself.

The 12.7mm caliber machine gun is for clearing troops, and Anna can directly control it with the brain wave transmitter.

The ultimate killer is the electromagnetic rail gun, which belongs to the one-shot type.

Anna had to consider the margin, otherwise, it would be bad if Xavier Castle collapsed with an electromagnetic cannon.

While flying, Anna also met an old acquaintance, Everett Ross, who is the CIA agent who acts as a cute mascot for the US team Sanli.

Three years ago, when Anna invaded the DMV, she saw a photo of Ross.

At that time, Anna was not the first to notice him. She saw the mother of Princess Little Sister, sneaked out from Beacon Hill, and secretly had a room with a strange man, so it was rare to gossip.

Just found out the name of this stranger, Everett Ross.

The guy who picks the corner.

It was the wife of the current governor of Massachusetts who pried it.

Anna knew Rose, though, and Ross didn't know her.

The future Agent Ross, who is still in the Air Force, did not join the CIA. He was simply curious about Anna.

He has been staring at the little short leg for a long time, watching her bossing around the screen, just like a bustard in a red-light district, instructing Mr. Turtle to do this and that.

It's just that this old bustard is a bit out of shape, leisurely and leisurely, while sucking a milk bottle while rippling her short legs.

"What's this?" He briefly scanned the tablet, only to find that it was full of three-dimensional structural diagrams, some parameters he couldn't even understand, and the little short leg in front of him watched it with gusto.

The little short leg put on a helpful look, tilted his head to think about it, and told Agent Ross with a more vivid and specific explanation, this thing can release a metal ball the size of your head and hit you, You can be thrown from New York all the way to the Bahamas, and Castro will be more than happy to chat and drink tea with you.

Agent Ross thought it was a joke.

He felt that Anna had a high emotional intelligence and was excellent at telling jokes, and then asked her where she was going.

Mainly, Agent Ross is super curious about Shorty Legs.

What do other people do at this age, crying and calling for parents, while the little short leg is traveling alone, taking out an IPAD is different, he has never even seen the software in the tablet.

And as for the binary codes displayed on the software, one string after another, he couldn't understand what it meant even after reading it for ten years.

"I'm looking for a slut, she stole my stuff."

The little short legs gritted their teeth, and that expression was like that of a child whose doll was robbed.

So a picture appeared in Rose's mind. A certain blonde princess snatched short-legged Mickey, causing the short-legged to chase after him thousands of miles away with a kitchen knife. He mourned for the blonde princess.

Anna was indeed looking for a slut, she felt that Helen Zhao stole her things.

Is it true that her 5000 million US dollars in national debt is used for charity, and she doesn't take any benefits out?

Anna felt that Zhao Hailun would not lose her skin when she came here this time. Anna and Zhao Hailun have the same surname.

After flying for 17 hours, Anna finally arrived at Seoul Airport, a place she hated so much, and met the person she hated so much——Helen Zhao.

Zhao Helen was holding a child on a leash, and greeted the little short leg with a smile: "Amadeus, come say hello to Sister Anna."

The short legs watched Amadeus Zhao rushing over, took out the sunglasses from the satchel and stretched out a hand to block the little boy's head: "Sorry, Dr. Zhao, I'm not here to take care of your children .”

Anna felt that taking her precious time out of her busy schedule to deal with Zhao Helen was enough to give her face. If Zhao Helen didn't know how to flatter her anymore, she could only be serious.

"I also want to make a baby kiss for Amadeus in our family. Don't worry, Amadeus won't mind you being three years older."

Helen Zhao especially likes to make little short legs feel weak. She thinks that if Amadeus brings Anna back, she will be very happy, and she will let Anna know the "gentleness" of the Korean mother-in-law.

"Dr. Zhao, the only relationship I have with you is money, and I came here for that money."

"Sorry, Anna Hansen, according to the contract spirit of the Americans, I have to abide by the contract, and you will not be able to get that money back."

Everyone is a boss-level figure, and the matter of drinking tea and chatting can be left behind. When they arrived at Seoul National University, the short legs took out the contract.

Well, let's do things according to the contract.

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(End of this chapter)