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"The Galactus is one of the five great gods of the universe. Compared to the four cosmic concepts of eternity, annihilation, death and infinity, the Galactus is the only one with a physical entity."

"Because of this, he is extremely weak compared to the other four conceptual bodies of the universe... In fact, although he is known as the Five Gods of the Universe, he has fallen down... countless times."

"Since it can join this ranks, there must be something special about it." Warlock Adam said seriously

"Yes, that's right. Although Planet Devourer is the weakest among the five gods of the universe and is considered the least worthy of his name, he does have a special position."

Thanos relaxed his body and leaned on his throne, and chuckled.

"How many people know that the destroyer who constantly devours planets due to his insatiable hunger is actually the sower of life in the universe?"

"Gulfing Star is the last survivor from the previous universe, so this position is a special 'identity'. A person with such an identity is Galactus, and Galactus will never be a fixed person."

"It will continue to devour everything in the material universe due to its unsolvable hunger, and when it is 'satisfied', it will transform into a sower of life, spreading the spark of existence into the new universe."

"...The Big Bang?" Warlock Adam thought for a moment and said softly

"Your understanding is really good!" Thanos snapped his fingers in appreciation and smiled.

"Of course you can think so. The existence of Galactus is such a tangible representation of such a concept!"

"Although he is not an entity of the concept of the universe, his existence is also the embodiment of the concept of the universe. His never-satisfied hunger symbolizes the increase in entropy and destined heat death of the universe, and his existence devours everything at the moment before destruction comes. It will become the Big Bang that gave birth to everything!”

"You can say that Galactus is weak, but his existence is undoubtedly full of significance! Moreover, Galactus is also the only god of the universe who may be contacted by life in the material universe."

Warlock Adam nodded clearly, and then asked curiously

"But why are you telling me this?"

"This is just a spread of knowledge and a teaching." Thanos crossed his fingers and said softly

"You need enough knowledge, and the existence of Galactus is actually very important - what I am looking for may really have to be found through him..."

"But who is Galactus? Who is Galactus in this universe?"

No one knows the answer, just like no one has ever actually seen 'eternity'.

Galactus is not an individual that can simply be locked. Galactus is a title, a position, a position reserved for the last life before destruction.

That means that the swallows of this universe must be the remnants of the previous universe before its destruction.

Then after answering the information about Galactus's identity, maybe it will also come with an answer about the knowledge and secrets of the previous universe!

"How are we going to find him?"

"Generally speaking, only the messengers of Galactus know the whereabouts of Galactus." Thanos smiled leisurely and maliciously.

"But in this universe, I'm afraid there won't be such a monotonous way to find him."

"Adam, do you know...the Cancerous Universe?"

"What do you mean?" Adam looked curious.

"If the universe is a huge whole, then life is a kind of cancer of it, and ordinary life is at best just some harmful cancer cells. What kind of aggregate is qualified to be called a tumor of the universe?"

Thanos throws the question back

"It is...the product of the aggregation of a sufficient number of lives, even life on an astronomical level."

"Yes, you're right!" Thanos mocked and applauded maliciously. He looked at Carol, and his face with obvious ridicule made Captain Marvel feel uncomfortable all over.

"Soon, we will be able to see cancer spreading across the universe."

…

"We have lost our best astronomers on this issue!"

On the new Xandar planet, on the throne of the Prime Minister's Office, Cross's fist hit the table hard, and the irritable Prime Minister roared at his men.

"And yet now you tell me you still know nothing!"

"It's not that you know nothing, Prime Minister." The adjutant on the side agreed softly.

"At least we've confirmed that there is indeed a planet heading towards us...but that's all we know."

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, it's not our fault!" the subordinate explained with an aggrieved look on his face.

"All of us astronomers will go crazy soon after we start observing that planet! We can't find any problems at all!"

"I don't need excuses, I need answers!" Cross waved his hand and said impatiently

"No matter what method you come up with, just do it for me! If you do it correctly, you will be greatly rewarded. If you fail, I will not punish failure, but I will punish laziness!"

When the words reached this point, the subordinate could only bow slightly to Cross, and then retreated.

"How are the preparations for the evacuation ships going?"

As soon as the subordinate left, Cross asked the adjutant a second question.

"Even if our shipyards are working overtime now, we can only take away 53% of the people on this planet..."

The adjutant's answer made the scowl on Cross's face even worse.

It is true that she will definitely never be a qualified politician, but even if Cross hates politics, he still understands the most basic operations and requirements of political workers.

Never put your eggs in one basket and never bet on only one side of the gamble.

Whether it's a commoner or a businessman, a king or a prime minister, a roadside shop or a great kingdom.

What everyone is looking for is always the word "profit", and the most important thing is "stability". Although there are many benefits from taking chestnuts from the fire, it will not be such a choice unless it is a critical moment.

So although Cross sneered at the threat of laziness, he also ordered the factories on the new Xandar planet to process and produce a batch of new warships at the same time.

Even if they don't carry weapons, it doesn't matter. The purpose of these transport ships is to transport innocent civilians out of here.

but……

This result is really disappointing. Even if the factories on the new Xandar planet work overtime, they can only make up for less than one-thirtieth of the fleet lost after the war.

There is no way, they lack enough supplies, and they also lack enough professionals - after all, which truly capable expert would be willing to stay in a remote colony instead of going to the capital of Xandar to make a lot of money?

"...If there is really an irreversible disaster, let all transport ships take away children, women, and most importantly, technical workers first."

Cross rubbed his temples, and there were a few wrinkles on his already aging face, and he said extremely tiredly.

"Also, this matter must not be leaked, not even a trace is allowed to be leaked..."

Cross was afraid of any accidents beyond her control, which naturally included rampaging people.

She couldn't let the Xandarians, who had finally settled down, know that they might have to leave their homes again.

She also couldn't let her people know the reality that she didn't have enough ships in her hands.

Who can explain to those angry and fearful people that they are actually the abandoned part?

Crowds caught in panic and anger are irrational and will only respond with the deepest malice and violence to those who distinguish them.

Sometimes concealing the truth is to protect them. One person's wisdom is always better than the fanaticism of a group of people.

"Hasn't there been any news from the Supreme Star yet?"

Cross chose to put aside this troublesome issue for the time being and talked about another issue.

She is now working hard to establish an alliance between the High Star and Xandar - even if it is a temporary alliance.

After Asgard fled, there were not many partners in the universe that Xandar could ally with.

Not to mention the Shi'ar Empire, which has not yet begun to revive, the Kree Empire, which is basically impossible to establish diplomatic relations with, and Asgard, which has escaped, their only choice is the Supreme Star.

Although Cross knew very well that those Supreme Stars with high eyes would do their best to humiliate her...

But as long as you bring back even a little bit of useful value and technology, being humiliated is tolerable and acceptable.

The adjutant shook his head and Cross sighed deeply. Whether it was the Supreme Star's rejection or the lack of reply to the message, it was all bad news at a time when outside help was most needed.

"Actually, we still have someone we can unite with," the adjutant said seriously.

"Carol Danvers is a very strong person, but I think the hometown where she comes from may also have forces worthy of our win over."

"Earth? Tell me."

"Recently, a group of earthlings who colonized through special technology appeared on a colonized ship in the Alpha Centaur constellation." The adjutant said softly.

"The owner of that planet, a wealthy businessman from the universe, tried to drive away these earthlings and turn them into slaves. But soon, he and his fleet were all wiped out by these earthlings..."

"Their technology is very weird. They obviously have extremely efficient teleportation technology, but they are very weird and primitive in many aspects - but their weapon development capabilities far exceed their level of civilization."

"So, maybe the Earth is indeed a candidate for alliance." Cross touched his chin and nodded lightly.

"When Carol comes back, I will ask her to take me to Earth."

270.Investigator Coulson

sub-universe earth

Ultron, who chose to take on the identity of a Stark Group experimenter and blended into his and Hank's experimental project, is witnessing his own birth.

In other words, he is personally promoting his own birth.

"These two old guys...how did they set up the code?"

Ultron complained while typing his hands on the keyboard.

He thought that both Stark and Hank had AI-level all-round abilities, but now he may have discovered something that these two arrogant bastards are not good at.

At least from Ultron's perspective, their code is just a bunch of S·H·I·T!

In less than five minutes, Ultron found three bugs, and they were all bugs that could run normally! ! !

To put it simply, these bugs are equivalent to pigeons in the game. The original intention of setting up is to hope that these pigeons can fly. However, during execution, an accident occurred due to bugs.

The pigeon that was originally designed to fly with flapping wings turned its neck into a propeller and flew!

These bugs are only executed normally, regardless of the partial flaws they caused in the original design.

The programming written by these two bastards is indeed a piece of shit!

Of course, the programming of these two bastards is a piece of SHIT, but in Ultron's opinion, the programming of other people is not even SHIT, it is just an unknown thing typed by orangutans based on human learning.

The SHIT made up by these two bastards Stark and Pym was at least made by humans. The greatest achievement of the other idiots was to successfully pull out a piece of garbage that even humans cannot produce! .

With full of disdain and disdain, Ultron modified all the programs for these two old guys, and then twisted his neck in a humane manner.

"...Is there something wrong?"

Ultron was stunned for a moment, then patted his head and sighed.

He once again fell into the tricks and tricks of fate.

If we follow the code written by these idiots, even if Ultron is born, he may not have such high intelligence.

Although his soul and life were 'given' by the Mind Stone, at least the intelligence he displayed at the beginning largely came from the writing of these codes.

For Ultron, although these written codes are not his soul, they are also education that allows him to grow and think for himself.

Now, Ultron has written special codes that do not belong to this world, injecting wisdom and knowledge from the darkness.

No wonder he seemed so 'unbehaved' since he was born.

This is still a story in which I created myself, and myself ultimately created me.

Ultron sighed and chose to put aside the topic of this boring fate for the time being.

He began to browse SHIELD's intranet. For Ultron, any place in the world that was connected to the Internet was a place where he could go shopping and have fun.

"Huh?" Ultron made an interested voice because he saw a special submission report that was only twelve hours away from now.

The content of the report is very simple——

A mysterious purple crystal that crashed in Alabama.

There are also monsters suspected of being alien life forms that are frequently active in remote towns in Alabama.

…

"Yes, I understand, Mr. John. Thank you for the valuable information."

Colson extended his hand to the middle-aged redneck in front of him in a friendly manner. Obviously, his standard white appearance made the Alabama redneck in front of him less wary. Of course, the bald hairstyle also made the redneck in Alabama less wary. The redneck thought he might be an Englishman.

"God knows what the hell that thing is! All my dogs were bitten to death by that thing. If you are from the government, arrest those things as soon as possible."

Old John said in displeasure

"It may be alien life, just like Thor's hammer. It may be a very dangerous thing, so I recommend Mr. John to take your family for a trip."

Coulson was kind enough to make a good offer, and he had no qualms about using the word alien.

After all, there is nothing to hide now.