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Chapter 551 Don't Love Gem Purple Potato Essence (2)

 In the Mercury base, Stark looked at the three-dimensional map and marked different spaceships with different colors. He pointed to the spaceships at the side and said: "These spaceships that look like chemical fuel can just be matched with

Humanity’s current technology is in line…”

"The Divine Spear Bureau wants to select five ships after preliminary inspection. Russia also has five ships. Europe actually wants seven ships in total? No, give them five ships at most, Africa, Australia, the Middle East..."

"Design two more ships for joint research, Nick! Nick! Remember to arrange security personnel to prevent them from fighting..."

Seeing that many spaceships already had marked colors, Stark took two steps back, and then what appeared in his eyes were more spaceships that were not yet marked.

He put his hands on the experimental table in front of him and looked at the spaceships that had not yet been divided, feeling quite happy and troubled.

In the past, there were more people than spaceships, or there were no spaceships at all. The Kree frigates are not something that current human civilization can study. Even if scientists can go up and inspect them, they are just inspections, without even a single part.

Want to take it off.

Later, with the Chitauri and Dark Elf spaceships, things became much better, but there were still too many people and too little food.

In the past few days, there has been a fierce dispute in the United Nations conference room. At first, they wanted to persuade each other with reason. Later, they found that physical persuasion was more realistic. Now, the requirement of Congress to send people to the United Nations is to

If you have been trained in fighting, it will be difficult to gain an advantage.

Since Luo Ji expanded the scope of the fraud to the entire universe, mankind has harvested a lot of low- and mid-range spacecraft, some of which are relatively complete, and some of which have been broken into parts. Some are piled near Mercury, and some are piled near Pluto. Where are they piled?

, mainly depends on where it is closer when it is chopped.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Schiller in a white coat walked in, holding a medical record in his hand. Stark raised his head, looked at him and asked: "You've finished your work, why do you suddenly want to give me something?"

Did the staff at the Holy of Holies undergo psychological examinations?”

"Anyway, the expenses are reimbursed by the United Nations. If you don't do it, it won't be done in vain." After Schiller walked over, he put the medical records aside and said, "More importantly, our new alien employee named Black Dwarf has a psychological condition.

There is a big problem, and if I can solve his psychological problem, Thanos might even thank me."

Stark snorted coldly and said: "If his psychological problem is really solved, Thanos won't have to pay him a salary. Of course he will have to thank you."

"How about you stop talking about me?" Schiller asked.

Stark looked at the three-dimensional map and said: "The United Nations asked me to give my opinion on the allocation. I have allocated all the spaceships. Everyone has a share, and there are so many left."

"Can't we all share it? There are more than a dozen ships per person."

Stark rolled his eyes and said, "I have already told you that people who can only twist light bulbs should not enter my laboratory."

Stark began to explain: "Scientific research does not mean that the more materials, the better. Many projects need to be carried out step by step. If the initial projects are not completed, they will not be carried out later. Sufficient materials can speed up the research, but there is a limit to speeding up.

It’s not that one person and ten spaceships can be researched tomorrow. If that’s the case, why should I have a headache?”…

But in the end, Stark conveyed his proposal to the United Nations.

After several rounds of quarreling in the conference room, it was finally determined that among the Wuchang countries, the Shangsanchang had five ships per person, and Europe had a total of three ships, but they had the right of priority. The other continents basically had one or two ships, except for

Get one more ship in Africa, where Wakanda is located, because Wakanda has a strong technological advantage.

Knowing that the results had been confirmed, Stark slapped the table and said: "Call all researchers for a meeting!"

After Jarvis sent out Stark's meeting invitation, he did not receive a reply for half a day.

Connors called and said that he was busy dismantling the first spacecraft. Banner had already boarded the Chitauri spacecraft for inspection. Reed had terminated his near-Earth mission in order to study the spacecraft.

Research project, data is being handed over at this time.

And Jarvis also sent back even worse news. He said: "There is news from the Spear Bureau that their five groups of scientific researchers have all been prepared and will be escorted aboard the spacecraft by the Spear Bureau."

Stark looked up at his watch. It was only three hours before the results were available. People had already boarded the ship, but he was still a straggler, fighting on their own. Even if they were divided into five groups, with each person leading one, there would be no team members at this time.

There is no fixed timetable or research plan.

Stark sighed deeply, opened the Avengers communication, and said: "Avengers, assemble!"

"What? Why are you gathering? What's wrong?" Steve was the first to respond to him.

"Now, everyone, go and invite all the scientists you can find here. No matter what they are doing, no matter what reasons they have, try to reason with them, but if necessary, you can also use physics."

Stark stood up straight, lowered his eyes, looked at the map and said: "Obviously, a game has begun, and I don't want to lose."

Just like Stark said, a game has begun.

This competition not only compares the scientific research capabilities of various countries, but the most important thing is the organizational ability and speed.

The term "technology tree" is very vivid to a certain extent. Technology must develop forward step by step. You must click on the skills in the front first, and then the skills in the back. This way you can avoid technological gaps and avoid the kind of shipwreck you have.

It’s an embarrassing scene that I can’t fix.

In this case, whoever clicks the first skill first can click the second skill faster, and then the third skill faster. In other words, whoever clicks on the first skill first can click on the third skill faster. In other words, whoever clicks the first skill first can click the second skill faster.

The level of research is important, but if they are all scattered and doing their own things, on the technology tree, one person will click to the left, another person will click to the right, and someone else will click on what others have clicked, and there will be no communication and communication between them.

, if you don’t know anything and just mess around, just wait to be dumped by others.

However, the vast majority of research institutes and researchers that receive private investment do this. Even if they are official research institutes on the surface, they also represent different capitals. What the capital sees is not to get greater benefits after walking out of the universe together.

cake, but whoever grabs the cake crumbs first wins.

Therefore, their focus in researching technology is to make profits for themselves. They are more willing to develop technologies that they think are more beneficial, hoping to get greater returns with smaller investments...

But if everyone thinks this way, there will definitely be many contradictions in cooperation. Therefore, at the beginning, most countries in the world conducted research in a mess.

Many private research institutes believe that the recovery cycle of this matter is too long and the amount of income that can be recovered is unknown. It is not a high-quality investment. There are also many research institutes that believe that they should stop their current projects on earth and turn to development

Space navigation will cause them a lot of losses.

In short, the chaos at the beginning screened out many research organizations that did not have long-term goals, insufficient funds, or even simple brains. The vast majority of the remaining ones were research institutes backed by the state.

The only special thing is the research organization composed of superheroes. Now, the Avengers and related heroes are relatively independent and are not under the control of SHIELD and the government, so their research is also independent.

The Avengers Research Institute, composed of three super geniuses: Stark, Connors, and Banner, has monopolized three spaceships for research.

Among them, Stark does not need to divide these three spaceships. He has more materials for research and has even begun to crack the secrets of the Kree frigates.

If Connors and Banner each lead a research team, then there is still one empty spaceship, and Stark wants to find an equally talented scientist to take over this spaceship.

After hearing the news, Nick couldn't wait to introduce someone to Stark.

After arriving at Stark's office, Nick clapped his hands, attracting the attention of Stark who was concentrating on reading the information.

"You're here." Stark said as he lowered his head and put the cap on his pen.

Stark just looked up and found that there was nothing behind Nick. He looked around and found that there was no one else. Stark asked a little confused: "Where are the people? Where is the scientist I want?"

"He's right here, can you find him?" Nick said with a smile.

"Don't play this with me, Jarvis, scan."

"Scanning... found special life response... has been cast on the screen."

With a "swish", the projection screen opened, and a man in a strange uniform appeared on the screen, and his background was even stranger, it turned out to be the texture of Nick's clothes.

Stark raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyelids, and looked Nick up and down. At this moment, a very, very small figure appeared in Nick's pocket.

After he jumped on the table, he waved to Stark and said: "Hello, I am Hank Pym, you can also call me by my code name, Ant-Man."

Stark frowned, squinted his eyes, and bent down hard, bringing his face close to the table, and finally saw the small figure clearly. It was not an ant, but a person as big as an ant.

As Stark's face came closer, Pym crossed his arms and said: "You should be little Tony, right? You should be still young when I left SHIELD, so you don't remember me. Your father Howard and I

It’s a colleague…”

Nick hurriedly walked up, but he didn't know how to cover Pim's mouth. He could only knock on the table to remind Pim to shut up, but at this time, Stark had already raised his head and shouted: "Jarvis

, fly swatter!”

With a pause, a fly swatter was thrown over by the mechanical arm. Stark caught it and swung it. Pym quickly lifted up, dodged in the air, and shouted: "What are you going to do? I'm not a fly!"

"

Stark picked his ears and said, "Really? But I just heard someone buzzing..."

Pim glanced at Stark's face, then flew to Nick's ear with a "swish" and said to him: "What's going on? The relationship between the two of them is not good?"

"Of course, their personalities are exactly the same. Do you think their relationship will be good?"

"Okay, I understand."

Pym immediately flew to Stark and said:

"I admit that Howard is a genius. The flying car he made is quite interesting, but compared to me, it is far behind, especially in terms of artificial intelligence. I am currently studying this aspect.

Woolen cloth……"

"What are you studying?" Another voice sounded near the door. Schiller opened the door and walked in. Staring at Ant-Man in mid-air, he repeated his question: "What are you studying recently?"

"Artificial intelligence, what's wrong?" Pim asked somewhat puzzled.

"Any results?"

"Oh, not yet, but..."

"Really?" Schiller narrowed his eyes, walked over, lowered his head and looked directly into Pim's eyes, and asked: "Is it not, or have you forgotten?"

"Or...that someone asked you to forget?"


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