In the office of SHIELD, Nick just picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of coffee. Natasha walked in with a document. She lowered her head and flipped through the document and said, "Director, there are 26 things waiting to be confirmed today. In addition, several tasks were piled up yesterday..."

"Okay, I get it. You can put it there, I'll finish it as soon as possible."

Natasha was about to go out when her cell phone rang, and she answered, "Hey?...oh yes, but he's very busy now, okay, I'll convey it to him."

"Director Stark's phone call, he asked me to ask if you are free this afternoon, and asked you to go to Stark's laboratory to see the experimental results. The materials research they jointly conducted with Wakanda and made a sample..."

"Help me make an appointment this afternoon at 5 pm."

"Director!" Colson walked in, waved his hand at Natasha, and then walked to Nick and said, "Professor Arkham...I mean, Professor Rodriguez, I just called you to ask if you are free at noon. He wants to ask you for dinner at noon and talk about his plans by the way..."

"Lunch? I'm afraid I don't have time to have lunch, so I'll be about 2 pm."

"Wait." Natasha turned back again, picked up the form and said, "No, Director, have you forgotten? I'll see the director of the God Spear Bureau at 3 pm. An hour is not enough to get over..."

Nick was thinking, and at this moment, Steve pushed the door and said, "The Superhero Squad is only one last step away from the plan, oh, you guys are here too, Nick, can you talk with me?"

At this moment, a "sniff" sounded in the air and a portal appeared. Strange poked his head out of it. He looked down at Nick on the ground. Nick looked up at him. Strange said, "Come with me quickly. Loki wants to talk to you about the establishment of diplomatic relations with Asgard. This is a big deal..."

Before he could take his head back, another head stretched out from the portal. It was Wanda. She stroked her red hair and said, "Director of SHIELD? Professor X has something to ask you for trouble..."

Before he could finish speaking, another head stretched out, Venom opened his mouth wide and showed his sharp teeth, as if he was about to bite off Nick's head. He said impatiently: "That mother is looking for you for something called Lan Ling, hurry up!"

Nick covered his forehead and said, "Why do you have to come one by one, instead of finding a place, everyone communicates together and explains everything clearly?"

At this time, two hands were stretched out from the portal and pressed down all three of the lower heads. Schiller poked his head out and said, "Good question, I'm 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 Arkham Nursing Home, Nick picked up the bottle from the table, poured a little wine into his glass, and Strange leaned on the back of the single sofa to take a nap.

Stark took a drawing and made perfect use of his free time. Schiller was still writing his medical records. Loki stood by the window and unbuttoned the braid Friga had braided for her.

When Charles walked in, he saw this scene. He said, "Sorry, I came a little late. After all, my legs and feet are not very convenient..."

After saying that, he asked Kuaiyin, who was pushing the wheelchair, to go out first. Stark saw that the people were almost there, and he said, "To be honest, we should deal with this issue as soon as possible. Wouldn't it be better to set up an organization earlier? As a result, it's still a mess and so inefficient."

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

"But we don't unite, and I don't have a sleep." Strange covered his eyes, looking sleepy. He said: "I'm busy enough to deal with Kamataj and the Holy Land every day. The one-way connection between us takes up all my spare time."

"Who isn't?" Stark said with a lip silence. "I spend a lot of time every day. On this inefficient network, it's just a piece of shit."

"Well, then suppose we are going to set up an organization now to deal with these messy cosmic wars, interstellar diplomacy and other matters, what is the name of this organization?" Strange asked.

"I think it should be called Guang..." Before Stark finished speaking, Schiller immediately interrupted him: "It's better to call it Guanghui Alliance."

"But……"

"No, but, forget that unlucky name."

Nick looked at him in confusion and said, "Last time I discussed the name of the Superhero Squad with you, you also denied my proposal and said that it was very unlucky, why was it unlucky?"

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

"Forget it, what's the importance of this?" Strange said indifferently: "The name is the least important thing. Although the Holy Place is called the Holy Place, it is now a customer service center. Although the Kama Taj is called Kama Taj, it is now an integrated magic technology research institute..."

"I think you might as well call it the 'Undemeanor League'." Stark said with a stitch, but Schiller shook his head and said, "Don't say that, Professor X is very guaranteed in terms of morality."

"Yes, if it weren't for him, your moral bottom line would be in the bottom."

"Okay, the name is indeed just a code name. We still want to be practical. The most important thing is, where is the base of this organization? How to build a network? How to maximize efficiency?"

At this time, Schiller cleared his throat, and everyone's attention was attracted by him. Seeing his expression, Stark suddenly had a bad premonition. Sure enough, Schiller said, "...Do you know what the theory of the palace of thinking is?"

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

"I understand the principle you said, but what does this have to do with building a base?... Wait, don't you want to build this base in your dream?" 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.E.L.D. Tony is going to do research. Strange is going to manage the Holy Place. Loggy is going to return to Asgard. Professor Charles also has to manage the Mutant School. I want to manage the nursing home."

"Then why don't we use our night time? It can solve all the problems by having a dream. If I had such a good thing at work, I would wake up in my dreams."

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

Charles glanced at Schiller and said, "Maybe in your opinion, consciousness space does not exist, dreams are all false, but in fact, this is not the case."

"If it is necessary to explain it in a scientific way, it is brain waves. Human brain waves really exist, so in fact, consciousness space also exists. As long as the brain waves can be connected, a true spiritual connection can be achieved."

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

"When your brain waves are connected to my brain at the same time, it means that your brain waves are also connected. In this way, we can achieve spiritual commonality and appear in the same dream."

"A few days ago, when Professor Charles and I were studying this topic, we had already made an experimental product. It was a dream base with all the functions it should have. We can try it first and then make adjustments..." Schiller said that he was prepared for a long time.

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

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

Charles has never revealed the upper limit of his ability, so no one knows what step he can do. Compared with magnetism, mental ability is a more obscure force. Perhaps there is not such a brilliant light and shadow effect on the surface, but it is more deadly.

Loki asked: "I'm not a human, you can..."

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

Everyone looked at Charles' face. His face was very old and his eyes were still kind and could not see any aggression, but people saw a powerful aura comparable to Magneto.

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

Seeing Stark's eyes gradually light up, Charles said calmly: "Theoretically, I can connect the brains of all human beings. Such a spiritual network is much stronger than any supercomputer, but I can't do that."

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

Stark said with some regret: "Indeed, this is also a problem."

"Charles and I have been doing similar research. If there are any results, I will tell you the first time, 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, Peter sorted out the documents on the desktop and said, "Mr. Stark, I'll go back first. If it's too late, my aunt will be worried."

"Okay, go." Stark turned his head and looked at the sky outside. It was actually very late now, but he didn't want to rest at all. He just wanted to finish the topic quickly.

Just as he stared at a model and looked carefully, he felt a sense of sleepiness coming, and his eyes were a little sensational. Stark squeezed his eyes hard, and then rubbed his eyes with his hands, trying to make himself more awake.

He felt his breathing slower and he gradually couldn't breathe, so he found a chair to sit down. After two seconds, he fell on the laboratory bench.

Peter, who forgot to take the thing and turned back, just returned to the laboratory and saw Stark lying on the table. He walked over and looked closer, and found that Stark's chest was undulating regularly, and he should have fallen asleep.

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

Peter thought it was Stark's words, so he walked to the wall and turned off the lights, but after he walked out the door, he felt that the sound was not very similar to Stark's, and it didn't seem to be spoken with his mouth, but it seemed to be heard in his heart.

He used spider sensing to sense it, but found nothing abnormal, so he thought Stark was too sleepy and changed his tone, and did not take it seriously.

At this moment, Stark found himself in a vast white space. He walked two steps forward and found a beach in his sight. The waves slapped the coast, making a relaxing sound. On the beach, there was a somewhat ancient manor, and there was a lighthouse at the end of the manor.

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

"You're finally here."
Chapter completed!