In the SHIELD office, as soon as Nick picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of coffee, Natasha came in with a document. She lowered her head and flipped through the document and said: "Director, there are still some documents today.
26 items are waiting for confirmation. In addition, several tasks were piled up yesterday..."
"Okay, I understand, just leave it there and I'll finish it as soon as possible."
Just as Natasha was about to go out, her cell phone rang. She picked up and said: "Hello?...Oh, yes, but he is very busy now, okay, I will convey it to him."
"Director Stark's call. He asked me to ask if you are free this afternoon. Please go to Stark's laboratory to take a look at the experimental results. They jointly conducted material research with Wakanda and produced a sample...
…”
"Make an appointment for me at 5 o'clock today."
"Director!" Coulson walked in, waved to 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 would like to invite you to dinner at noon and talk about his plans..."
"Lunch? I'm afraid I don't have time for lunch. It will be around 2 p.m."
"Wait." Natasha turned back, picked up the form and said, "No, Director, have you forgotten? You need to meet with the Director of the Spear Bureau at 3pm, and one hour is not enough to get there..."
Nick was thinking, and at this moment, Steve opened the door and came in and said: "There is only one last step left in the superhero team plan. Oh, you are also here. Nick, can you lend me a step?"
At this moment, there was a "sizzle" in the air, and a portal appeared. Strange poked 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 quickly, Luo Ji wants to talk to you about establishing diplomatic relations with Asgard. This is a big deal..."
Before he could take his head back, another head stuck out from the portal. It was Wanda. She smoothed her red hair and said, "Director of SHIELD, Professor X has something to do with you..."
Before he could finish speaking, another head stuck out. Venom opened his mouth wide and showed a mouth full of fangs, as if he wanted to bite Nick's head off. He said impatiently: "The thing called Lan Ling is coming to you.
Hurry over!"
Nick covered his forehead and said, "Why do you have to come one by one instead of finding a place where everyone can communicate together and explain everything clearly?"
At this time, two hands stretched out from the portal and pushed down all the three heads below. Schiller stuck his head out and said: "Good question. I was just about to discuss this plan with you. Don't you think it's time to set up a special team?"
Is it organized?"
Two hours later, in the reception room of Arkham Sanitarium, Nick picked up the wine bottle from the table and poured some wine into his own glass, while Strange leaned on the back of the single sofa to take a nap.
Stark took a blueprint and made perfect use of his free time. Schiller was still writing his medical records. Loki stood by the window and untied the braid that Frigga had braided for her.
This was 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 speaking, he asked Quicksilver, who was pushing the wheelchair, to go out first. When Stark saw that everyone was almost here, 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 unite, I'm afraid many people will not be able to sleep."
"But if we don't unite, I won't be able to sleep." Strange covered his eyes and looked very sleepy. He said: "I am already busy enough dealing with the affairs of Kama Taj and the Holy of Holies every day.
The one-way connection between us takes up all my spare time."
"Who isn't?" Stark curled his lips and said, "I spend a lot of time every day on this extremely inefficient communication network. This is simply a piece of shit."
"Okay, so let's say we want to set up an organization now to deal with these messy cosmic wars, interstellar diplomacy and other matters, what should the organization be called?" Strange asked.
"I think it should be called Light..." Before Stark could finish the name, Schiller immediately interrupted him: "Why don't we call it the Alliance of Radiance."
"But……"
"No but, forget that unlucky name."
Nick looked at him very puzzled and said: "Last time you and I discussed what the superhero team should be called, you rejected my proposal and said it was unlucky. Why is it unlucky?"
"Don't ask. If the power I most hope to have in this organization is the right to name, of course, I am also very democratic. If you are not satisfied with the name of the Alliance of Light, then you can change it.
Anyway, as long as it’s not what you have in mind.”
"Forget it, what's important about this?" 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 Kama Taj, it is now a comprehensive magic technology research institute..."
"I think you might as well call it the 'Cruel Alliance'." Stark said pointedly, but Schiller shook his head and said, "Don't say that, Professor X is very secure in terms of morality."
"Yes, without him, your moral bottom line would be bottomless."
"Okay, the name is indeed just a code name. We still want to think about something practical. The most important thing is, where will the organization's base be located? How to build a contact network? How to maximize efficiency?"
At this time, Schiller cleared his throat, and everyone's attention was attracted to him. Seeing his expression, Stark suddenly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, Schiller said: "...You know
What is the mind palace theory?”
Half an hour later, Nick rubbed his eyebrows and said, "How many years have I not listened to a class like this? I feel like my brain is a lake of slurry now."
"I understand all the principles you said, but what does this have to do with us 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 has to be busy with SHIELD work, Tony has to do research, Strange has to manage the Sanctuary, and Loki has
If you have to go back to Asgard to be incarcerated, Professor Charles also has to manage the mutant school, and I have to manage the sanatorium."
"Then why don't we use our time at night? All problems can be solved in a dream. If such a good thing happens while I am working, 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 said: "Perhaps in your opinion, the space of consciousness does not exist and dreams are false, but in fact, this is not the case."
"If we must explain it in a scientific way, it is brain waves. Human brain waves are real, so in fact the space of consciousness also exists. As long as the brain waves can be connected, true spiritual connection can be achieved."
"Perhaps 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 means that your brain waves are also connected. In this way, we can achieve spiritual communication and appear in the same dream."
"A few days ago, when Professor Charles and I were studying this topic, we have already made an experiment. It is a base in a dream. It has all the functions it should have. We can try it first and then make adjustments.
..." Schiller said that he was already 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 bit creepy. He said: "If I really want to use my ability to do something, then no one has a secret in front of me."
Charles has never revealed the upper limit of his abilities, so no one knows how far he can go. Compared with magnetism, psychic ability is a more obscure power. It may not have such gorgeous light and shadow effects on the surface, but it is more deadly.
.
Luo Ji raised a question: "I'm not a human being, so can you..."
Charles smiled and said: "Intelligent life and all living beings are equal."
Everyone looked at Charles' face. His face was very old, his eyes were still kind, and there was no sign of any aggression. However, people saw in him a powerful aura that was as strong as Magneto.
"Wait a minute, if you can connect human brains, does that mean you can form a mind network? Does that mean you can form a supercomputer made of human brains?"
Watching Stark's eyes gradually brighten, Charles said calmly: "Theoretically, I can connect all human brains. Such a mental network is much stronger than any supercomputer, but I
You can’t do this.”
"Human beings are not computers. Their brains are also equipped with emotional modules. Once their brains are borrowed to start calculations, it is likely to affect their emotions, or greatly compress the emotional modules in their brains, which will cause them to
Losing humanity.”…
Stark said with some regret: "Indeed, this is also a problem."
"Charles and I have been doing similar research. 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 the dream."
In the evening, Stark was busy in the laboratory. Peter organized the files on the desktop and said, "Mr. Stark, I'm going back first. If it's later, my aunt will be worried."
"Okay, you go." Stark turned his head and glanced at the sky outside. It was actually very late now, but he didn't want to rest at all, he just wanted to finish this project as soon as possible.
Just when he was staring at a model carefully, he felt a wave of sleepiness coming over him, and his vision was blurred. Stark squeezed his eyes hard, and then rubbed his eye sockets with his hands, 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. Within two seconds, he fell on the experimental table.
Peter, who forgot to get something 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 out the light."
Peter thought it was Stark who said it, so he walked to the wall and turned off the light. But after he walked out of the door, he felt that the voice didn't sound like Stark's, and it didn't seem to be speaking with his mouth.
What came out was more like it sounded in his heart.
He used his spider sense to sense it and found nothing unusual, so he thought that Stark was too sleepy, changed his tone of voice, 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. The waves were lapping at the coast, making a relaxing sound.
On the seaside, stands a somewhat old manor, with a lighthouse at the end of the manor.
When the light from the lighthouse came over, Stark instinctively squinted his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the room. Schiller stood up from the sofa in front of the fireplace and said to Stark: