Started at Marvel

"There is something else I need to report to you."

"what's up?"

"Van Helsing has applied for permission to use the space-based ion cannon and is waiting for approval."

"Space-based ion cannon? Since when did we have that?"

Maya pulled up the data. Not long ago, Doctor Octopus and Vulture worked together to complete the construction of the first space-based ion cannon.

Protected by a stealth device, it hovers in a synchronous orbit near the space experiment station.

God, we've only been away for less than half a month, why do they seem to suddenly become so active?

Maya then integrated and reported what happened at the space experiment station during this period.

This group of villains pay attention to the actions of the Avengers from time to time in the sky, and they get together to chat when they have nothing to do.

As a result, they discovered a problem. The force value on their side was too weak, and they relied entirely on cloaking devices for protection. If they encountered an attack, they would have no power to fight back.

There is nothing that can be done about it. The early focus of the space test station was on the terraforming of alien technology, which also resulted in their existing weapon systems and genetic technology being used for individual combat and small spacecraft.

After all, these technologies all come from the dark magic soldiers that invaded the God's Domain. They are restricted by the Rainbow Bridge in the God's Domain and large weapons cannot be used, so they are all small weapons.

After seeing Ultron's meteorite falling from the sky, this group of villain scientists also exploded.

"God, if we have a large-scale weapon system, we won't be afraid of any meteorites!"

This simple truth was recognized by everyone, and a solution was quickly developed.

Assuming that the space-based ion cannon is in geosynchronous orbit, the solar panels are usually reserved and charged, and can launch precise strikes against targets on the earth when necessary.

Adjust the output value of the launch port and fill it with stable energy. Precision strikes can also become large-scale bombings.

This already built space-based ion cannon is only a trial model, and there are many follow-up extension projects.

For example, spacecraft external floating guns, short-range defense cannons, space floating turrets, etc.

In addition to the already built space-based ion cannon, these guys submitted new research projects.

Space exile devices, cloned alien legions, mechanical legions, ecological destruction devices, black hole bombs, earthquake generators and other major killer research projects.

Without approval, they cannot access relevant information already in the database and obtain relevant resource assistance, so these are still in the application status.

Zhang Lin took a deep breath: "Damn it, are they going to start StarCraft?"

With a little care, all the applications were approved.

However, they are not allowed to do these things near the orbit of the earth. It is important to note that they must be far away from the earth. Even things such as black hole technology that are difficult to control require that they must be far away from the solar system.

Soon, several application reports and experimental plans appeared in front of him.

Their application goals are almost the same, and they all want to establish their own terrestrial research institute on Mars.

Among them, the plans of the black Professor Quantum and Doctor Octopus are the most detailed.

It includes multiple projects including energy extraction, resource replenishment, and detection and scanning of several major planets in the solar system. The plans are ambitious and have been integrated by Maya into several five-year plans for advancement.

These all look good, but Zhang Lin is not happy.

They must become stronger as soon as possible instead of doing any actual scientific research.

Everything in the five-year plan that had nothing to do with force was eliminated, leaving only the essence. Several five-year plans were streamlined into one.

They don't have much time. If I remember correctly, Thanos' sweet potato spirit will launch an attack on the earth in 18 years.

It is now the end of 2014, and the Chinese New Year is still a few months away, leaving them little time.

StarCraft, maybe you really need to prepare well.

"Legion construction and large-scale weapons development must be completed 18 years ago, and we must have the ability to start an interstellar battle within three years!"

Maya nodded: "But our number is limited."

"We have cloning technology, and we rely on Osborne Industries to dump our castrated weapons and body modification potions to strengthen the earth's military power in the shortest possible time and prepare for the upcoming war!"

Maya didn't ask any questions about these orders and nodded in response: "Okay!"

"in addition......"

Zhang Lin hesitated slightly: "If I remember correctly, Marvel's Earth is the center of the universe. There are many weirdos here, and it is easy for world-destroying monsters to appear."

"The black hole project has increased its priority. If necessary... we will leave the earth!"

After giving this order, Zhang Lin felt a little heavy.

Although this is no longer the earth he knew before, feelings cannot be broken off easily.

Even if there is a one-in-a-million chance that someone or something with a huge threat appears on the earth, although it is difficult to give up temporarily, it has to be done.

He took a deep breath and sighed: "Marvel has many parallel universes, so missing one should not be a problem."

Lying on the chair and rubbing his eyebrows, Zhang Lin felt exhausted.

He waved to Maya: "I only want the result, not the process. I have only one short-term goal, force and self-protection, and if necessary, the ability to drag the enemy to hell with me!"

"Understood." Maya nodded.

He waved his hand: "Go ahead, I'm a little tired."

Maya's holographic image disappeared, and she dragged her tired body to take a bath, and then lay down on the bed to rest.

He just finished Avengers 2 and so many things happened, and he felt that he really deserved to take a good vacation.

He glanced at the blue planet outside the window and scratched his head: "Well... I seem to have forgotten something?"

"Forget it, go to bed first."

Turning over and lying down, the indoor lights automatically dimmed, and soon after, a long and profound sound of breathing came from the darkness.

......

Coordinates, inside a history museum in Canada.

Today is not a holiday and there are no student organizations visiting the museum. There are very few people. Van Helsing is sitting on the steps outside smoking.

Constantine was flipping through a newspaper, which was reporting news about the Avengers saving the world.

He smiled disdainfully and handed the newspaper to Van Helsing: "Look, those arrogant men have recruited a few more special talents."

Van Helsing took the newspaper, spread it out, shook it, and put it directly under his buttocks to make the marble steps less cold.

"I read the news online this morning."

"Ha, it seems that I am really old. I just like reading newspapers nostalgically." Constantine laughed at himself and shook his head.

In fact, he didn't reject technology before, but since meeting Zhang Lin, he felt uncomfortable every time he used electronic devices.

It was like there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at him, which made him very uncomfortable.

Therefore, since leaving them, Constantine has slowly begun to bid farewell to ordinary life and try to avoid using Internet-connected technology devices.

"Have you made contact there?"

Van Helsing raised his hand and looked at the bracelet on his right hand. There was no prompt on it and he shook his head.

"I knew that guy was unreliable. Do you really think that if you find Anna's soul, he will help you resurrect her?"

Fan Haixi took a deep breath from his cigar and exhaled thick white smoke: "How will you know if you don't try it?"

"You have to think clearly, you are competing with God for people!"

"I know."

"Forcibly retain the soul of a dead person, and the door of heaven will be closed to you forever!"

Van Helsing stretched out a middle finger, and the fingers changed to reveal wolf claws: "I have been in hell for a long time."

Constantine gritted his teeth and stood up angrily: "Well, I can't persuade you. I will not participate in tonight's action. I have already said hello in the museum, and he will prepare a separate room for you to hold the ceremony."

"Thank you."

"Humph!"

Constant left angrily, leaving Van Helsing sitting alone on the steps smoking.

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