Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 112 The Existence of the Magic World

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building in Washington, DC.

"This is the Trident that can control the weather and set off a tsunami?"

Howard stared at the golden trident on the table like a curious baby, his eyes full of interest

"Its energy readings fluctuate greatly and are very unstable. It feels like a bomb that is about to detonate at any time. The change of the reference readings... The energy source of the Trident should be based on the strange words engraved on the surface. They are like solar panels. Absorbs thermal energy, which is then guided by complex circuits to flow to the top."

Howard held a self-made energy reading machine, scanning the trident insulated from the solid glass layer.

If Luke hadn't specifically told him not to touch it casually before he left, he would definitely be ready to start researching.

For new things, the military tycoon is always enthusiastic.

The temporary silence of the Rubik's Cube has caused Howard to lose his target in the short term.

Namor's golden trident is a good new choice.

"Luke said it has... magical powers on it, and it's dangerous."

Carter reminded.

"Magic...hehe, that's just another form of science."

As a genius scientist, Howard is undoubtedly a staunch materialist.

He didn't believe that there would really be any mages, wizards, vampires and werewolves in this world.

Those are 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 is naturally qualified to know the existence of the Three Great Temples and Kama Taj.

Moreover, I also saw Luke conjure a ball of fire out of thin air.

This made Carter wonder for a while whether it is true that there is a negative distance relationship between Superman and many sorceresses that is beyond friendship.

Luke, who wanted to explain what magic was, ended up shooting himself in the foot.

He had no choice but to reiterate that he was not a witcher, had no scars on his face, would not be stabbed to death by a pitchfork, let alone jumped from a height of three meters and fell to his death.

"If there is a chance, let him take you to see it and satisfy your curiosity."

Hearing what Carter said, Howard was dubious.

Although he often teased Luke with the title of sorceress piledriver, he never thought that the horned, flaming Aryan demon, scantily clad, charming and enchanting sorceress really existed.

But if he had to choose, he hoped that the former was false and the latter was true.

"I would like to see what those sorceresses who indulge in carnal desires by playing with other people's feelings look like."

Howard snorted softly and said with a righteous face.

All it takes is "Come seduce me, I'm easily seduced by women" written on the head.

Carter rolled his eyes, indicating that he did not want to participate in this topic.

She glanced at the trident lingering in the lightning, and said emphatically: "I want to sort out the information of Atlantis, you'd better not mess around. I don't want to wait for Luke to come back and find the chief scientific consultant of S.H.I.E.L.D. Turned into a lump of coke."

Carter couldn't be more clear that 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 dares to die.

Before S.H.I.E.L.D. had not been reorganized, it was called the Strategic Science Corps.

This self-proclaimed genius and clever arms tycoon was almost killed because he was testing the energy balance of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube.

"I'm not a brat whose parents are not at home, ready to make trouble."

Howard pouted, pretending not to care.

"The Cosmic Rubik's Cube is my best toy, and this harpoon can only rank second at best."

"Really? Why I heard that your research on the Rubik's Cube has made no progress, and you have started to tackle other projects."

Facing Carter's ruthless debunking, Howard's face was a little embarrassed.

Because the Rubik's Cube is motionless and unresponsive, like a cold brick.

Howard, who temporarily lost interest, has turned to making nuclear fusion reactors.

For this reason, he and Luke teamed up to get another wave of wool from the budget committee.

The group of congressmen who were usually stuck with their money bags and refused to let go easily, now feel scared when they hear the name of S.H.I.E.L.D.

No way, they are really gone.

"By the way, where is Luke, what did he do?"

Howard changed the topic and said seriously: "To be honest, I've been a little interested in marine biology recently."

Carter gave him a blank look. Do you want to study marine life?

It's obviously because I'm bored, I just want to have some exciting fun!

Luke had told her very early on that Howard was an adventurous guy who was not willing to be ordinary.

Only scientific research can make him bear loneliness a little bit, and nothing else, not even women.

After all, the male tradition of the Stark family is that before marriage, changing bed partners is more diligent than changing clothes.

"At this time, Luke should go to the White House."

Carter flicked his drooping hair, and said softly, "This matter is not over yet. The emergence of a marine civilization is enough to spark heated discussions around the world."

"Exploring, inquiring, collecting information... In the face of unknown civilizations, all countries will resort to means. Moreover, Luke defeated Namor-Mackenzie and proved the strength of the land world through a battle, but this does not mean that Atlantis will choose peaceful coexistence."

"In any case, we are ready for war. Next, S.H.I.E.L.D. should be busy."

Howard scratched his head, thinking about the war between the marine civilization and the terrestrial world, wouldn't Stark Industries have to take another big wave of orders?

……

……

White House, Oval Office.

The sofa was full of people, the president, the chief of staff, the generals of the Pentagon, the head of the FBI...

If a missile falls from the sky and wipes out everyone present, it can paralyze the country in an instant.

"This mess was caused by S.H.I.E.L.D. They searched for mutant freaks everywhere, and they also created a X-weapon plan to pull those dangerous elements in and perform various tasks... which led to the following things."

Edgar Hoover of the FBI was the first to speak out, and the president summoned them to discuss dealing with Atlantis.

"According to the information provided by Major General Cavill, Namo Mackenzie, the king of the ocean civilization, is also a mutant. He upholds justice for his compatriots. This is a legitimate reason, and there is nothing worthy of condemnation."

"Therefore, I think appropriate compromises can be made, such as terminating SHIELD's plan to recruit and contain mutants, so as to win a breathing space for the United States. Presumably, everyone here, no one wants another war."

Hoover's analysis was straightforward. He looked at the frowning president and continued: "We will not get any benefits from this war. First of all, the people will resist. World War II has just ended. Who would want to carry the burden again?" Gun, go to 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 Hurricane, if the battlefield is placed on the sea, the aircraft carrier fleet is naturally in a weak position and can only be passively attacked."

The generals of the Admiralty nodded. The two aircraft carriers of the Atlantic Fleet were powerless to resist the sudden attack of Atlantis.

Those blue-skinned underwater people are like smaller and more hidden mini-submarines, elusive and unpredictable.

The vast sea area is their territory.

"However, Major General Cavill defeated Namor MacKenzie, the Atlantean who threatened our retreat with the lives of more than 700 million people in New York was defeated."

said a senior Army officer.

"Since ancient times, there has never been a saying that the winner compromises and retreats! I am opposed to any opinions put forward by the capitulators."

Hoover's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "General, no one said to surrender..."

"Before the war started, they were thinking of quelling conflicts through compromise. This is the capitulation faction! If you take one step back, there will be a second step. Should we be like the French who directly raise the white flag in the face of threats and aggression?"

A senior officer who belongs to the faction of the army and speaks without mercy.

These serious accusations made the smell of gunpowder in the office a little stronger.

Seeing the boss of the FBI being sprayed, the Navy Department stepped forward and started to line up.

"In any case, Director Hoover is right. The troubles in Atlantis are ultimately caused by S.H.I.E.L.D. The Atlantic Fleet lost two aircraft carriers, Anna Maria Island was hit by a tsunami, and we There is a lot of damage and someone needs to be held accountable for it."

"Hehe, you must have forgotten who pushed the Lincoln and the Stennis back to the dock."

A big boss of the Ministry of War was angry and sneered: "Without Major Admiral Carville, the Atlantic Fleet would not only lose the two aircraft carriers, but we might even lose command of the sea and have to retreat to the mainland. At that time, your navy will have to face being suppressed." The end of the dissolution."

"It's ridiculous! If the navy is disbanded, what future does the country have? Expand the country, strive for interests, radiate influence... Can your army do it?"

A big man in a white military uniform retorted.

"Damn Falk! When I fought the First World War, your navy was still obediently following the British ass!"

The number of people on the line continued to increase, and the white uniform and the green uniform were clearly separated, directly pushing Hoover aside.

The quarrel in the office was getting louder and louder. Seeing that the two groups from the Department of the Navy and the Department of the Army were about to roll up their sleeves and began to fight with their fists, the president, covering his face, coughed twice and slammed the table heavily.

"You are all generals of the United States, no matter how you care about your dignity, you are like street gangsters! The issue of accountability for the Atlantis incident has passed."

The president acted as a peacemaker, preventing the confrontation from continuing.

"Major General Cavill prevented Namor's plan to flood New York. Not only was he innocent, he also had merit. According to him, Atlantis was able to set off a tsunami because of the trident held by the king. That weapon has been seized , kept in S.H.I.E.L.D., temporarily posing no threat."

"What we are discussing now is how to deal with the existence of Atlantis. The Pentagon knows nothing about it, and the only information is from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Whether it's war or peace, there should be a plan."

Hoover, who was sprayed before, jumped out, rolled his eyes and said: "Mr. President, with all due respect, in order to improve the efficiency of intelligence work, S.H.I.E.L.D. should share information with the FBI and the CIA. Only sincere cooperation , in order to reduce information errors.”

"Hehe, Director Hoover, in order to increase the fertility rate of Americans, why don't you share your mistress with everyone... Let's cooperate sincerely."

The war department's vulgar remarks caused a roar of laughter, which even the old enemy the navy department did not hold back.

In the Oval Office, there was a happy atmosphere for a while.

It can be seen that when quarreling, the next three ways are generally the most effective.

Extending from parents and wives to eighteen generations of ancestors, the damage output is directly full.

What kind of literary "Bi Qi Niang Zhi" has no lethality, and can't even break the defense.

Hoover blushed with anger, resisting the urge to curse and said, "This is the White House, generals, you still have to be careful with your words."

When did the boss of the FBI suffer this kind of grievance.

"Well, gentlemen, keep your manners."

Mr. President, holding back his smile, stood up to smooth things over.

"Director Hoover is also dedicated to the public. He wants to increase the way to obtain intelligence. There is nothing to blame. It's just that the S.H.I.E.L.D. is responsible for abnormal events, such as mutants, Atlantis, etc., must be kept secret sex."

S.H.I.E.L.D., and its young director, have proven their worth.

Facing the threat of Atlantis, the United States has to rely on Superman.

As for the FBI?

Just go to a cool place and stay.

"Mr. President, Major General Carville has arrived."

When a group of people couldn't find any results from the discussion, the ivory phone on the table rang.

The President sat up straight and wiped his glasses.

Those generals who were still arguing with red faces and arguing in full swing just now also tidied up their messy military uniforms and put on a steady look.

Half a minute later, the tall figure pushed open the door and walked into the oval office.

"Everyone, a war is coming."

He said so.

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