American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"What's your opinion?" The Supreme Mage briefly recounted his conversation with Odin to Luke, and mentioned Odin's proposal.

"Of course, no problem." Luke nodded. He knew things wouldn't always go as planned, and he saw this little twist as inevitable. He had met Thor, the Asgardian prince staying in Midgard, once during this time and obtained some information about Odin from him.

Odin possesses, to some extent, all the qualities of a king. And arrogance is one of them. He looks down on the weak, yet is willing to protect them.

"Then you can start preparing. Once you're fully prepared, I'll take you to Asgard." Gu Yi didn't say anything extra, as straightforward as Luke.

"I want to know more information about that peculiar fusion body," Luke requested.

"That's only right. Odin won't make things difficult for you in this regard. What you want, he's already had me bring over." Gu Yi waved her hand, and a portal appeared beside her. She reached into it and took out a black-covered book.

"A book?" Luke unexpectedly received the book that the Supreme Mage was levitating in mid-air with magic. He originally thought he would receive some information relayed by Gu Yi, or a magical image, but it turned out to be a book?

"Odin has been trying to eradicate this hidden danger in Asgard for thousands of years. So, over these thousands of years, he has collected information from all over the universe and dimensional worlds that may be related to that mysterious group.

This book records all the information he has collected. In his words, regarding everything about that mysterious group, if it's not recorded in this book, you can ask him, and he won't know either," Gu Yi said softly.

Luke took the book in his hand with an unchanged expression and flipped through it a couple of times. Understanding these words from another perspective, it could also be interpreted as Odin not wanting to meet Luke, this collaborator, right now.

"Does the other party have an organization? Just a little bit of information would be good. Or, what is their approximate energy level?" Luke asked two important questions.

"I'm afraid there's no organization you can study. Because even Odin doesn't know what form the other party is in. The only thing he can feel is that the threat index to Asgard is increasing day by day.

As for the energy level, I think you can measure it with your highest standard technology. If your equipment can't restrain it and solve it once and for all, then only Odin and I can take action to re-seal it or banish it to another dimensional world. But each of these choices has its consequences."

Gu Yi didn't say what would happen after she and Odin solved it, but Luke remembered Odin's attitude that Gu Yi had relayed to him. He was afraid that he would really only be able to be a pure technology supplier at that time.

Commonly known as, a hired hand.

"One last question, if my technology can restrain and monitor this so-called fusion body, will its ownership be transferred to me?" Luke finally verified.

"Of course, if you can do it, then its ownership is naturally yours. Odin won't have any hesitation or regret about this," Gu Yi nodded.

What Odin wants is just this new energy, not this trouble! To Odin, it doesn't matter who owns these troubles. He can't wait to throw away all the troubles that Asgard can throw away.

Luke is willing to take over big troubles and pay [new energy] to him, so of course, he won't go back on his word. As long as his share, Asgard's share, can be guaranteed, then Odin is very happy to start more cooperation with Luke.

Provided that Luke truly successfully demonstrates his technology or strength.

"Then I understand. I'll need the two of you to send it to the location I require at that time," Luke nodded with satisfaction.

"As a reminder, if possible, I don't recommend you choose this planet. No one wants to see the consequences of it getting out of control," Gu Yi reminded.

"Then how about as the core of a city's power energy? I think it's very suitable." After hearing Gu Yi's retelling, Luke immediately arranged accommodation for that peculiar fusion body, named Mangog in the book. He felt that there was no place more suitable for the other party than his own Dark City.

...

Two portals rotated and unfolded, and Mordo and Mage-King stepped out of the two portals one after the other. They received Luke's urgent message and rushed over, only to hear Luke's request.

"You want to change the construction sequence?" Mordo and Mage-King looked at Luke together, with astonishment on their faces.

"Yes," Luke nodded.

"You need to know that many mages have already been arranged. Now that you're temporarily changing the construction sequence, we need to readjust. Can I ask, what's the reason?" Mordo asked with a frown.

During this period, the mages stationed by the Supreme Mage's lineage were almost all busy with Luke's city, and the other mages were also following S.H.I.E.L.D. agents all over the world to communicate feelings with the spokespersons of some dimensional demon gods.

There was not much time left for them to meditate and familiarize themselves with the new energy. Luke's temporary request would probably make the already tight homework time of some mages even shorter.

"I can increase wages," Luke said casually, causing Mordo and Mage-King to roll their eyes inwardly.

"The Supreme Mage asked us to cooperate with you, and we will naturally follow the Supreme Mage's instructions," Mage-King said slowly from the side. He subtly reminded Luke that their group of mages was willing to contribute to Luke's city-building cause, not because of Luke's generous salary, but because of the Supreme Mage's entrustment.

Luke understood Mage-King's reminder, but he just smiled. He only needed his request to be fulfilled, and he would naturally give enough remuneration for the other reasons that he thought should be given.

You don't care about wages, then do you care about the new equipment experience of upgrading and replacing? Luke can distribute some experience qualifications.

"Which part of the construction sequence do you want to change?" Mordo asked closely.

"The energy power room," Luke answered directly.

"This is the later construction sequence," Mordo frowned slightly.

"Yes, some very urgent problems have occurred that have to be accelerated and advanced," Luke rubbed his hands, "If the construction is successful, then the development of new energy will have a qualitative leap, entering a new threshold. Do you understand?

This is not just for me, but also for you mages."

Luke's straightforwardness made Mordo and Mage-King look at each other. Under Luke's gaze, they nodded silently.

"We will prioritize enchanting and manufacturing the materials for the energy power room. But the materials you have chosen are very difficult to process, and it will take a lot of time to process and transform them little by little. It's difficult to do it all at once," Mage-King gave his answer cautiously.

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Triskelion Building.

"Speed up? Good heavens, how else do you want to speed up?"

"..."

"I understand your eagerness, but Little Luke, please understand me too."

"..."

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a service-oriented organization, it's really not a service-oriented organization! I can pull together a construction team dedicated to serving you. You can make any comments to them. Please don't bother me with such trivial matters again. My private phone is not for work..."

"..."

"What? You just want to mention it to me? I'm very efficient at doing things, and I understand this very well myself. But I still have a lot of things to do, Little Luke, I really don't have time..."

"..."

"You have inspiration for new equipment?"

"..."

"It involves our new energy source?"

"..."

"But you're so busy with construction that you don't have the heart to study the flashes of inspiration for new equipment?"

"..."

"Miss Sandra dumped the stall? I don't believe that. Okay, okay, I believe she's busy with other work at Heberon. I can pull together a professional, elite service team for you!"

"..."

"Okay, it seems you've got me pegged. I'll help you speed things up as much as possible. But in this case, the previous budget may not be enough, and I have to go to those people to ask for funds again. No, no, maybe I should release the second batch of candidates and pull in a new batch of suckers again. I guess you want me to do this."

Nick rubbed his aching forehead in his office with a helpless look on his face. He had never been so even-tempered as he was now. He had seen all kinds of people and all kinds of superiors, but he had never seen two collaborators who belonged to completely different organizations, one of whom was turning the other around and taking it for granted.

In just a few minutes of conversation, Nick's inner emotional changes can be described as twists and turns, unpredictable.

After hanging up the phone, Nick pondered for a moment and summoned Agent Phil Coulson, who was extremely capable and had a wealth of experience in handling such matters, and assigned him this new task.

As for that Asgardian prince?

Nick said that the other party should now be very familiar with how to live on this planet. He couldn't let the hard-working Coulson agent "take a vacation" because of him again.

The temptation of Luke's new equipment naturally accounted for one of the reasons why Nick quickly changed his tone in a short period of time, from resisting to fully supporting him, and the rest was also related to Luke's brief explanation of the current situation.

There is a saying that listening to the zither, one knows the elegant intention.

Although Luke said it very simply, and all the information sounded normal, Nick, as an old fritter, still discerned some abnormal information from it based on his understanding of Luke.

But this did not add to the already overwhelmed Nick, making him more anxious, but instead gently relieved him. After all, in his opinion, such a big plan had been going too smoothly before, which always made him feel uneasy in addition to joy, and he was always worried that some unsolvable trouble would appear in the next moment.

Now that trouble really appeared, Nick's heart calmed down instead. He was still very clear that if it really came to the point where he needed to take a stand, he and S.H.I.E.L.D. would have to choose between the mages and Heberon.

...

"Your time is going to be compressed again."

Looking at Luke, who had hung up the communication, Venom said gloatingly from the side. He was still resentful that he hadn't eaten the emotional broth, although he hadn't developed to the point where An Jing had a strong resentment and didn't know when he would lose control and go crazy.

"Why compress it?" Luke looked at Venom, who was speaking, with a blank expression.

"Aren't you going to develop new equipment for that black charcoal head?" Venom asked, even more confused than Luke.

"Yes, but what does this have to do with me compressing time?" Luke's words made Venom open his eyes in confusion: "Anyway, he doesn't understand technology, does he? Just modify the rings for the mages, add some functions and throw them to him.

Well, the materials don't need to be too good, you can reduce some costs and increase the selling price." Luke said contradictory things later.

"You're as black-hearted as ever in business." Venom couldn't help but mutter when he heard Luke's later muttering.

His words attracted Luke's dissatisfied gaze: "How can the cost problem be said to be black-hearted? If the utilization rate of new energy by ordinary formal mages is a suction pipe, then those agents can only be regarded as needle tubes at most.

They can't use much energy. In this case, isn't it a waste to use the same materials as mage equipment for them? Thrift is a virtue."

Luke's plausible words left Venom speechless. He actually felt that he had always been a standard villain, but after contacting Luke, he often felt disappointed that he was a standard villain.

The influence of Tony Stark's personality that he had just received made him feel uncomfortable with Luke's words. But he couldn't blame Luke for anything, because what Luke said was indeed irrefutable and tenable.

Shaking his head, Venom suppressed the influence of Stark's personality, which was equivalent to extinguishing the moral flame in his heart that was about to go out like a candle in the wind.

Instantly, Venom felt a burst of relaxation, and just wanted to give a thumbs up to his own feeder's black-hearted behavior. He shouldn't have that thing called morality in the first place. What does that black charcoal head have to do with him? Does he need to worry about it for nothing?

"It can't be too perfunctory." After thinking about it, Luke still intends to create a benchmark that can represent Heberon's technological strength in the case of castrating and mass-producing the modified version.

Then, in order to prove to Nick that it wasn't that Luke couldn't come up with better new energy equipment technology, but that the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents couldn't bear this technology for the time being. After all, even the mages who often come into contact with dimensional demon gods and various mysterious forces must be careful to capsize in the new energy, let alone the ordinary agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although it was said to be a modification of the Heberon bracelet provided to the mages, the workload was still exceeded a lot. Luke stayed up all night in the laboratory before completing the transformation.

Stroking the metal ring with a peculiar pattern in his palm, Luke gently breathed a sigh of relief. It was said to be a simple modification, but when he was modifying it, Luke couldn't help but immerse himself in it. By the time the modification was completed, there was already a clear technical difference from the original mage bracelet. It was more like two branches extending from a main trunk.

PS: It seems that everyone is an adult who doesn't accept red envelopes, and is the one who sends red envelopes.