allonlinenovel Chapter 152 AMAZO
Chapter 152 AMAZO
Chapter 152 AMAZO
"So that's how it is."
After racking his brains and killing off a huge number of brain cells, Tony finally came up with a relatively plausible story:
"Specific details..."
"I understand now."
Coulson interrupted Tony's endless chatter by waving his hands:
"So in the future, a crisis of intelligent machines breaks out, and humanity is on the verge of extinction. And you, Tony Stark, are the sole leader and savior of the future human resistance."
"Those intelligent machines in the future couldn't handle you, so they sent this killer robot to the past, which is our present, to assassinate you. And that big red cape was sent from the future by the resistance to protect you, right?"
Tony nodded quickly in agreement:
"Ah, right, right... Pfft!"
Tony was just dealing with Coulson like that when he got to this part, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. Even he himself felt that making up such a story was a bit disrespectful to Coulson's intelligence.
"Please, Tony, stop teasing me!"
Faced with such nonsense, even the usually composed Coulson visibly darkened his expression.
"Even if you're making up a story, you should at least make it somewhat original! I'm a huge Terminator fan!"
I still have an autographed Arnold Schwarzenegger poster hidden in my dorm drawer! Watch out, or I'll get director Cameron to sue you for copyright infringement!
If we replace the mechanical intelligence crisis in Tony's story with "Skynet," Tony Stark with John Connor, and the assassin robots and the red cape with T-1000s and T-800s...
Isn't this just like Terminator?
If Coulson wants to rewatch the Terminator series, he can just go home and turn on the TV. Why waste gas coming here to listen to Tony ramble on about the sequel?
Just as Coulson was preparing to deliver some criticisms to Tony in a very angry, cautious, and thoughtful manner, in accordance with Tony's wishes, his communicator rang.
"Sorry, I have to take this."
Upon seeing the caller ID, Coulson immediately jumped up from the sofa, apologized, and found a quiet corner to answer the phone.
"Boss! Oh, sorry, I haven't asked yet... Okay! I'm coming right away!"
"Is your boss starting to exploit you again?"
Looking at Coulson's respectful attitude, Tony knew without a second thought that the other person was definitely Nick Fury, the rude one-eyed director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Hey, do you guys at S.H.I.E.L.D. have no one else? Why do you always have to be the sucker for all the work?"
"This isn't exploitation or making me a sucker; it's the bureau chief's recognition of me. You'll never understand!"
Coulson straightened his tie and said goodbye to Tony:
"Goodbye, Tony. You can't keep the things S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to know hidden forever. The next person who comes to ask you won't be as easy to talk to as I am."
"Alright, let's wait and see."
If anyone else had said this, Tony might have interpreted it as a threat, but since it was Coulson, someone he trusted, Tony took it as a reminder:
Goodbye, Coulson, drive carefully.
"It's science... never mind."
Having just landed another big job with his boss, Coulson was eager to head to New Mexico and had no time to deal with Tony, who was deliberately making things difficult for him.
After seeing Coulson off, Tony realized that today seemed to be Christmas Day.
In the past, he would have prepared Christmas gifts for Pepper, his driver and bodyguard Happy, and a dozen or so other temporary female companions in advance.
Unfortunately, the few hours spent in Joey's world have already cost him several days.
Or should we just give Pepper a blank check?
No, that's not a good idea... Pepper will definitely roll her eyes at me more than once.
Just as Tony was at his wits' end about Christmas presents, Joey walked in alone, having just missed Coulson who had left.
Joey threw the irregular, dark gold stone he was holding onto the ground, smashing it into Tony's priceless floor with a loud thud, creating a huge crater.
"Ta-da! Look what I brought you!"
Tony turned to look at the unremarkable four-eyed guy in a down jacket and jeans, his head full of question marks:
"And who are you?"
Joey reached up and took off his glasses: "Me!"
"Huh?"
Now it was Tony's turn to be curious. He stepped forward, took Joey's glasses, and examined them carefully for a long time before discovering that they were just ordinary resin-framed glasses.
He put it on the other person again, and Joey seemed to have truly become a different person:
"strangeness."
Tony reached out and took off his glasses again, and the familiar Joey was back:
"That's strange!"
Tony put his glasses back on: "What's the principle behind this?"
"alright!"
Joey quickly put his glasses away to stop Tony's antics:
"Glasses aren't important, look at this!"
Following Joey's directions, Tony looked at the second deep hole in the floor of his oceanfront villa:
"Did you all come here today just to renovate my floor? What is this lump of metal that looks like gold? What, it's just half a ton of gold?! Don't you want some fried dough?!"
Tony thought Cyborg and Joey were both really crazy!
"This is no ordinary gold."
Joey began to argue that this piece of gold was different from other gold:
"It's from another collision between two supernovae in the universe just now, which produced some new stuff, and I picked some up."
"I think you're just bored out of your mind!"
Tony thought Joey was genuinely insane; those beatings had probably damaged the boy's brain.
"You have a physique that could survive a supernova collision, and you're just going to use it to fish for some gold?"
"Or what?"
Faced with Tony's question, Joey replied matter-of-factly, "Do you think I'd use it to conquer your Earth?"
"!" Tony was speechless for a moment: "That's true."
So what exactly was Joey thinking when he mined that lump of gold from deep space?
Before Tony could even ask a question, Joey seemed to have read his mind, bending down and punching into the hard gold nugget:
"To be honest, I originally wanted to bring back one or two thousand tons, but this small piece successfully captured all my attention."
"A generous gift of crab..."
Watching Joey, bare-handed, effortlessly peel away the outer layer of gold atoms from the newly formed gold, revealing its true core as if peeling a cabbage, Tony exclaimed in amazement once again:
"Isn't this...?"
Looking at the lump of metal shimmering with a ghostly blue light at his feet, the well-informed Tony exclaimed its name: "Vibranium!"
Joey nodded knowingly: "I was wondering why this thing had such a unique atomic structure. It turns out it really is vibranium."
It wasn't a wasted trip after all.
He had just made a bet with Xinghuo, betting on who could raise enough money to cover the medical expenses for everyone in that hospital in the shortest amount of time without violating the rules of the Lamp Order.
Now, the game is over before it even started.
The thought that Spark might still be foolishly using her Green Light Ring and high-energy radiation to artificially press diamonds while Joey had already found a piece of vibranium in the supernova made him want to laugh.
"Going to all this trouble just for this?!"
Tony has completely lost it:
"You should have said you needed money earlier!"
But then again, Tony remembered he still owed Christmas presents. Looking at this large piece of vibranium, Tony suddenly had an idea:
"May I take a small piece, Joey? Maybe I can make a vibranium jewelry piece as a Christmas present to appease Pepper."
How big?
Joey reached out and prepared to pry a piece off the large, solid block of vibranium: "What kind of jewelry is it, a necklace or a bracelet?"
"That won't work; vibranium is practically the most indestructible substance in the universe."
Tony needed to find the high-temperature cutting machine he'd tossed aside somewhere in the corner of a chair. Even if Joey's body was tough enough, Tony didn't think it could compare to vibranium.
"Wait a minute, this thing will be activated at high temperatures, then it will be easier to cut."
Tony heard a crisp crack and turned around, and sure enough, he saw Joey holding a palm-sized piece of vibranium in his hand.
Seeing this, Tony was immediately filled with frustration: "Does your interstellar-level barbarian body even possess the slightest bit of scientific knowledge?"
"This is not brute force."
Joey, holding a palm-sized fragment of vibranium, handed it over: "Remember the Gamma Knife? This is thermal vision."
"Your 'gamma knife' has absolutely no scientific basis whatsoever!"
Tony found a pair of steel gloves and took the vibranium ore.
"I need to go to Stark Tower. Who would have thought I'd have to process vibranium when we moved?"
The ocean-view villa on Long Island wasn't fully equipped, so Tony planned to head to his old base first:
"Joey, please do as you please. If you need anything, just let Jarvis know."
"Oh, right!" Tony, who had already stepped into the elevator heading towards the underground parking garage, pried open the elevator door again and poked his head out to remind Joey:
"Cyborg just sent over a robot. Could you take a look at it first? I don't think he made that thing just to scare me."
Also, if you've had enough rest, then take some time to get down to business and build that quantum tuner that the three of us had come up with before, to solve our communication problems.
Communication between the two parties is indeed a problem at present. The unequal flow of time makes instant messaging impossible.
Therefore, it's impossible for a supercomputer to remotely control a drone in another universe, even across an entire universe.
In Joey's opinion, the fact that Cyborg inexplicably threw over a drone that couldn't respond to control commands meant that he was probably using it as a disposable message again.
As for the Terminator-shaped drone and the confetti cannons shooting from the gun barrels, they are definitely just some of Cyborg's own wicked hobbies.
After imagining Tony's panicked state, Joey smiled knowingly and began to examine the drone closely.
The drone's crimson eyes lit up again; its system detected the scanning activity and immediately activated its anti-scanning response.
"ID recognition in progress, authentication successful - Superman."
The robot's front armor plates opened from the inside out, revealing two objects: a small lead-plated box and a perfectly round machine core.
Curiosity led Joey to open the lead box he couldn't see through, and then a green light, ten or even nine times stronger than the kryptonite ring Batman had given him, almost blinded him.
Joey, whose face instantly turned green, quickly slammed the lid shut: "Damn it! Why the hell did Batman make kryptonite this pure?!"
Joey, who had tucked the lead-plated box containing kryptonite into his pocket, looked at the second object, something he had never seen before.
Its nanostructure is exquisite, and the arrangement and combination of its internal molecules and atoms are infinitely varied.
Despite such drastic changes, it still maintains a perfect spherical shape, even when viewed from the perspective of the Joy Kryptonians with precision down to each individual atom.
Faced with such a strange object, Joey thought for less than three seconds before making his decision to touch it first.
Anyway, Cyborg won't hurt me, and he didn't send me any instructions, so touching him shouldn't cause any harm.
That's how reckless a body made of steel can be.
After Joey touched the spherical metal nanocore without any hesitation, his usually nonchalant expression finally changed slightly:
"Oh My God!"
From an ordinary person's perspective, the entire nanometal core appears unchanged, but from Joey's perspective, it is entirely different.
The instant Joey touched the metal sphere, its internal atoms underwent a series of arrangements and combinations.
It mimicked the cellular morphology of Kryptonians.
Looking at the sphere that had begun to radiate a Kryptonian bio-field, Joey now knew exactly what kind of incredible weapon Cyborg had sent him.
"AMAZ0 - The core of the AMAZ0 robot."