American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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In the S.H.I.E.L.D. office, as soon as Nick picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of coffee, Natasha walked in with a document. She looked down at the document and said, "Director, there are 26 more today. A few things are waiting to be confirmed, and in addition, a few jobs were piled up yesterday..."

"Okay, I see, you put it there, I'll finish it as soon as possible."

Natasha was about to go out when her phone rang, and she picked it up and said, "Hello? .

"Director. Stark's phone, he asked me to ask if you are free this afternoon, please go to Stark's laboratory to see the experimental results, they jointly conducted material research with Wakanda, and produced a sample... …”

"Make an appointment for 5 o'clock this afternoon."

"Director!" Coulson walked in, waved at Natasha, then walked up to Nick and said, "Professor Arkham...I mean, Professor Rodriguez, just called to ask you Are you free at noon, he wants to invite you to dinner at noon, and by the way, talk about his plans..."

"Lunch? I'm afraid I don't have time for lunch, about 2 pm."

"Wait." Natasha turned around again, picked up the form and said, "No, Director, have you forgotten? I have to see the Director of the Spear Bureau at 3:00 pm. An hour is not enough to get there..."

Nick was thinking, just at this moment, Steve pushed the door and came in and said, "The superhero squad plan is only one step away, oh, you are also here, Nick, can you take a step to talk?"

At this moment, there was a "squeak" in the air, and a portal appeared. Strange stuck his head out of it. He looked down at Nick on the ground. Nick and I looked up at him. Strange said: "Come with me, Luo Ji wants to talk to you about establishing diplomatic relations with Asgard, this is a big deal..."

Before he could retract his head, another head stuck out from the portal. It was Wanda. She stroked her red hair and said, "Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Professor X has something to do with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, another head stuck out, Venom opened his mouth wide, showing his fangs, as if he was about to bite off Nick's head, he said impatiently, "Mom is looking for you about that Lan Ling thing. Hurry over there!"

Nick covered his forehead and said, "Why do you want to come one by one instead of finding a place where everyone communicates together and makes everything clear?"

At this moment, two hands stretched out from the portal and pressed down all three heads below. Schiller stuck his head out and said, "Good question, I'm just about to discuss this plan with you, don't you think it's time to set up a special organization?"

Two hours later, in the living room of the Arkham Sanatorium, Nick picked up the wine bottle from the table, poured a little wine into his glass, and Strange rested on the back of the sofa.

Stark just took a drawing and made the best use of his free time. Schiller was still writing his medical records, and Loki stood by the window and undid the braid that Frigg had braided for her.

This is what Charles saw when he walked in. He said, "Sorry, I'm a little late, after all, my legs and feet are not very convenient..."

After he finished speaking, he let Kuaiyin, who was pushing a wheelchair, go out first. Stark saw that everyone was almost there, and he said, "To be honest, we should deal with this problem as soon as possible, wouldn't it be better to set up an organization earlier? The result is still a mess, and the efficiency is so low."

Nick shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. Look at these people sitting here. If we want to unite, I'm afraid many people will not be able to sleep."

"But we don't unite, and I have no sleep to sleep." Strange covered his eyes, looking very sleepy, he said: "I'm busy enough with Kama Taj and the Holy of Holies every day, The one-way connection between us takes up all of my spare time."

"Who isn't?" Stark pouted. "I spend a lot of time every day, and it's just a **** on this inefficient network."

"Okay, then let's say we're going to set up an organization now to deal with these messy cosmic wars, interstellar diplomacy, and so on. What's the name of this organization?" Strange asked.

"I think it should be called Light..." Before the name in Stark's mouth was finished, Schiller interrupted him immediately: "Let's call it the Radiance Alliance."

"But……"

"No but, forget that unlucky name."

Nick looked at him suspiciously and said, "The last time I discussed the name of the superhero team with you, you also denied my proposal and said it was very unlucky. Why is it unlucky?"

"Don't ask. If you say that the power I most hope to have in this organization is the naming rights, of course, I am also very democratic. If you are not satisfied with the name of the Radiance Alliance, then you can change it. Anyway, as long as it's not the one in your head."

"Forget it, what's the point?" Strange said nonchalantly: "The name is the least important thing. Although the Holy of Holies is called the Holy of Holies, it is now a customer service center. Kama Taj Although it is called Karma Taj, it is now a comprehensive magic technology institute..."

"I think you might as well call it the 'Undead Alliance'." Stark said sternly, but Schiller shook his head and said, "Don't say that, Professor X is very secure in terms of morality."

"Yeah, without him, your moral bottom line would be bottomless."

"Okay, the name is really just a code name. We still want to be practical. The most important thing is, where should the organization's base be located? How should the network be constructed? How can we maximize efficiency?"

At this time, Schiller cleared his throat, and everyone's attention was drawn to him. Seeing his expression, Stark suddenly had a bad premonition, and sure enough, Schiller said: "...you know. What is the Hall of Thought Theory?"

Half an hour later, Nick rubbed his eyebrows and said, "How many years have I not taken a class like this? I feel like my brain is now a lake of slurries."

"I understand what you're saying, but what does this have to do with building a base? ... Wait, you don't want to build this base in a dream, right?" Stark looked at Schiller and said.

"This is the way to maximize efficiency." Schiller explained: "During the day, everyone is very busy. Nick is busy with S.H.I.E.L.D., Tony is doing research, Strange is managing the Sanctuary, and Loki is busy. To return to Asgard, Professor Charles has to run the mutant school, and I have to run the sanitarium."

"Then why don't we use the night time? A dream can solve all problems. If I have such a good thing at work, I will wake up laughing in my dreams."

Stark stretched out a finger and said, "First, how do we connect our dreams?"

Charles glanced at Schiller, and he said, "Perhaps in your opinion, the space of consciousness is not real, and the dreams are false, but in fact, it is not the case."

"If it must be explained in a scientific way, it is brain waves. Human brain waves are real, so in fact, consciousness space also exists. As long as the brain waves can be connected, a real spiritual connection can be achieved."

"Maybe you have heard about my abilities. In fact, I use brain waves to connect to other people's brains."

"When your brain waves are connected to my brain at the same time, it is equivalent to your brain waves are also connected, so that we can achieve a common heart and appear in the same dream."

"A few days ago, when Professor Charles and I were researching this topic, we had already made an experiment, it was a base in a dream, with all the functions it should have, we can try it first, and then make adjustments. ..." Schiller said he was prepared.

Charles looked at the expressions of several people and said, "I can assure you that this dream will only reveal what you want to reveal."

Charles' expression was still very kind, but his next words were a little creepy. He said, "If I really want to use my abilities to do something, then, in front of me, no one has a secret."

Charles has never revealed the upper limit of his ability, so no one knows what step he can achieve. Compared with magnetism, psychic ability is a more obscure force. It may not have such a gorgeous light and shadow effect on the surface, but it is more deadly. .

Luo Ji raised a question: "I'm not human, you can also..."

Charles smiled and said, "Intelligent life, all beings are equal."

Everyone looked at Charles' face, his face was very old, his eyes were still kind, and he couldn't see any aggression, but people saw in him a powerful aura comparable to Magneto.

"Wait, if you can connect the human brain, does that mean that you can form a network of minds, does that also mean that you can form a supercomputer composed of human brains?"

Watching Stark's eyes gradually light up, Charles said flatly: "In theory, I can connect the brains of all human beings, such a mental network is much stronger than any supercomputer, but I Can't do that."

"Humans are not computers, and their brains are also loaded with emotional modules. Once they use their brains to start computing, it is likely to affect their emotions, or to greatly compress the emotional modules in their brains, which will cause them to Lose humanity."

Stark said regretfully: "Indeed, this is also a problem."

"Charles and I have been doing similar research, and if there are results, we will tell you as soon as possible, but in short, let's try it tonight to see if you can enter the base in your dreams."

At night, Stark was busy in the lab, and Peter sorted out the papers on the desk and said, "Mr. Stark, I'm going back first. If it's later, my aunt will be worried."

"Okay, let's go." Stark turned his head and glanced at the sky outside~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It was actually very late, but he didn't want to rest at all, just wanted to finish this topic quickly .

Just when he was staring at a model carefully, he felt a drowsiness hit him, and his vision was a little blurry. Stark squeezed his eyes hard, and then rubbed his eyes with his hand, trying to wake himself up.

He felt that his breathing began to slow down, and he gradually became out of breath, so he found a chair and sat down, and within two seconds, he fell on the experimental table.

Peter, who forgot to take things and turned back, saw Stark lying on the table as soon as he returned to the laboratory. He walked over, took a closer look, and found that Stark's chest was rising and falling regularly, and he must have fallen asleep. .

As Peter was walking back, he heard a voice saying to him, "Turn off the lights."

Peter thought it was Stark, so he walked to the wall and turned off the light, but when he walked out the door, he felt that the voice didn't sound like Stark, and it didn't seem to say it with his mouth. It came out, more like it sounded in his heart.

He sensed it with Spider Sense, and found nothing unusual, so he assumed that Stark was too sleepy, changed his tone, and didn't take it seriously.

At this time, Stark found himself in a white space. He took two steps forward and found a beach appeared in his field of vision. By the sea, stands a somewhat old manor, with a lighthouse at the end of the manor.

When the light from the lighthouse came over, Stark instinctively narrowed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the middle of the room. Schiller stood up from the sofa in front of the fireplace and said to Stark:

"You're finally here."