Superman

A few days later, Atlantis's name appeared on the headlines of the newspaper, causing an uproar.

An ancient marine civilization that has never been heard of has officially entered the public eye. Countries have long learned about the amazing battles in the Atlantic Ocean and the existence of Atlantis.

This shows that no matter what the news, the public will always be the last group to know.

Regarding marine civilization, countries have different reactions.

The red brown bears in Siberia are still as always, vigorously developing the nuclear industry on the one hand, and secretly wary of Superman.

As for the threat of Atlantis?

That's what Yankees should consider.

Anyway, it won't be here for a while.

The weakening England actively communicated with the White House in an attempt to hear some news.

Although they have MI6, they have the world and the earth, all around the world, James Bond, who is full of spurs.

But facing Atlantis, who lives on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, he was still unable to find a place to start.

The Prime Minister once wanted to seek help from the hidden powers of the dark world, such as the group of wizards active in London, werewolves and vampires.

It's a pity that the results were minimal and no useful information was obtained.

The birth time of this group of dark creatures does not exceed a thousand years at most.

Nothing is known about that period of history tens of thousands of years ago-except for vampires.

Those nocturnal creatures that are afraid of the sun have a wonderful relationship with Atlantis.

Their ancestors came from the ocean countries deep in the Atlantic Ocean.

At that time, Atlantis had not yet sunk, and was in a glorious period of national power.

The great wizard Varna obtained the "Book of Darkness" left by the ancient god Sisos, from which he gained powerful power and transformed himself into a vampire.

This is the birth of the first vampire on earth.

Later, the continental plates collided, and Atlantis sank.

The great wizard Varna felt that he had enough to live, and he saw through the various aspects of life and planned to stop thinking, so he passed his power to Dracula.

Since then, the vampire family has grown vigorously in the land world and has gradually become a hidden force in the dark world.

There is nothing to do in England, but the ancient eastern countries on the other side of the Pacific don't care.

Even the Neon Superman can tear the Magic Spear Game. What a blue-skinned Atlantis.

If you dare to go ashore, eat it directly as a crayfish!

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Atlantic Ocean, Poseidonia.

The capital of Atlantis is no longer peaceful.

Armies from all sides are gathering, and the pre-war tension spread.

The undercurrents of the terrestrial world are raging, and marine civilization is not much better.

Namor, who slaughtered the robe nobles clean at one time, succeeded in gaining power-although many people accused him of his tyranny and chose to stand up and resist.

But there was no storm, and it was quickly suppressed.

"This is one of the benefits of class consolidation."

Namor leaned on the throne, and his right hand dropped unaccustomedly. He usually held his beloved trident.

"When there is a lack of capable leaders, it is difficult for the weak to pose a threat to the rule of the strong."

Those rebels formed too many forces and shocked the palace in the center of Poseidonia.

It's just that the guerrillas are scattered and courageous.

Namor didn't take any action personally, and the guards eliminated these people.

"I think there are also people in Atlantis, most of whom agree with the reason for the war."

Sebastian was wearing breathing equipment, through a transparent protective cover, and said urnly.

"For many years, the bottom of the country and the nobles have been very distinct, and blood and origin determine everyone's future."

"Your Majesty, you used to grow up in the slums of Poseidonia. You have seen the lowest Atlanteans. They repeat a similar life every day. Seeing that the robe nobles must take the initiative to salute every day, every month, Every year, I have to pay high taxes and bear the pressure of life that is not easy."

"The upward passage is blocked, and the contradiction between the nobles and the civilians has become more intense, but the concept of obedience rooted in the bones of the Atlanteans keeps them docile."

Sebastian Xiao Kan talked, as if he was a close minister to the king.

Namor sitting on the throne nodded frequently, deeply moved.

When he was very young, he fled to a slum with his mother and experienced the warmth of humanity.

For the lower class of Atlantis, he has a certain understanding.

"A foreign war is the best way to transfer contradictions. It can not only give military merit, let the civilians see the hope of leaping over classes and further promotion; it can also use victories to consolidate your majesty's authority."

Sebastian had a loyal and sincere look on the surface, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"As long as Superman can be eliminated, Atlantis' army will surely be invincible and conquer the entire land world."

Speaking of Superman, Namor felt a little pain in his chest.

Then he thought of the Neptune Trident that had been taken away.

Suddenly, the pleasant mood became worse.

"Mr. Xiao, you have a strong talent for absorbing energy. If you join forces with me, will you have a chance to defeat Superman?"

After thinking for a long time, Namor asked in a low voice.

As a defeated opponent of Superman, he couldn't be more clear that the opponent was at the top in terms of strength, speed, and combat awareness.

Fight alone, you are by no means an opponent.

But are there any rules to deal with a landed person?

Crowd and kill them, this is the wisest way!

Among the Hellfire Club, the only one who can restrain Superman is the hidden Sebastian Shaw.

Namor thought, if they work together, they might have a chance to win.

"Ahem! Your Majesty, I'm just a scientist, not good at fighting people."

Feeling the look of expectation from above, Sebastian's surface was calm and steady as an old dog, but in fact he was panicked.

Having seen Luke unilaterally crushing Berlin's "battleship class", and then defeating Namor, he almost died on the spot with the amazing combat power, how could he still be able to raise the fighting spirit.

Before threatening to teach Superman a lesson, it was just a big talk after his heart swelled.

While staying awake, Sebastian is more inclined to work hard to improve, and when his abilities get better, he will take action personally to destroy the enemy.

"The Soviet Union is actively developing the nuclear industry, and soon they will be able to build the first generation of nuclear reactors. At that time, I will draw the energy from it and make myself stronger."

Sebastian was confident and said loudly: "I believe even Superman cannot resist the terrible power of atomic fission!"

Namor's frowned brows were still not stretched.

He asked unwillingly: "Don't we have nothing to do with Superman? The golden trident, which symbolizes the power of Atlantis, is still in his hands. If it can't be taken back, sooner or later, more rebels will come forward. ."

"There are other means too."

Sebastian pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Legend, the first mutant in history is named Apocalypse."

"He is so powerful that he was once worshipped as a god."

"Because the long years are too boring, Apocalypse fell into a deep sleep. If I can find his whereabouts and get the way to the end of the evolutionary path from the hands of this great god, I may be able to defeat Superman by breaking the limits of mutant levels. ."

Sebastian said vaguely, he didn't want to really wake up the legendary mutant god.

No one wants to sit on top of his head with a boss giving orders and give news of apocalypse, just to temporarily appease Namor's anxious emotions.

"Apocalypse?"

Namor's eyes shimmered slightly, as if he had plans.

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Washington, DC, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building.

In Lab One, Howard is busy, his hair like a chicken coop and thick dark circles under his eyes show that he has not got enough sleep for a long time.

"This is your result?"

Luke folded his arms, looked at the model in front of him, frowned and said, "A reduced version of the nuclear reactor?"

"Yes. Although the Cube of the Universe did not respond to my various stimulus methods, just like a goddess above the top, never caring about the caterers of ordinary suitors, but I am not without any gains!"

Howard looked tired, but he was very excited. He said in a fierce tone: "I wanted to use magnetic confinement to achieve nuclear fusion. The protium and deuterium rich in seawater can be used in specific environments and ultra-high temperature conditions to complete nuclear fusion. The fusion reaction releases huge energy. This is the inspiration given to me by the Cube of the Universe!"

"But I quickly discovered that although the magnetic field confining the plasma is not afraid of high temperatures, it is very unstable. And during the heating process of the plasma, energy will continue to be lost..."

Howard paused, seemingly dry, and poured himself a glass of water.

"I'm the only one who doesn't understand what he's talking about?"

Taking advantage of this gap, the Captain America standing next to him said.

He looked dumbfounded and couldn't participate in Howard's endless topics.

What nuclear fusion, magnetic confinement, plasma... It's really big!

Luke curled his lips and said with a smile: "I have done a special review, and I can probably understand what Howard meant."

There are two main types of research on controlled thermonuclear fusion.

Inertial confinement nuclear fusion, and magnetic confinement nuclear fusion.

The former uses a high-intensity laser to irradiate a deuterium-tritium target in a very short time to achieve fusion.

The latter uses a strong magnetic field to well confine the charged particles, confine the deuterium-tritium gas in a special magnetic container, and heat it to hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius to achieve a fusion reaction.

Howard's main attack direction is the second.

His vision is somewhat similar to the tokamak device that will only appear in a few years.

That was an experimental plan proposed by a Soviet scientist in the 1950s.

After decades of hard work, the feasibility has been confirmed.

I have to say that the vision and mind of Iron Man's father is an era ahead.

"Eh, when did Rogers show up? Sorry, I didn't notice you at all."

Howard waved his hand, completely ignoring the tall and strong Captain America.

When doing serious research, let alone Rogers with two big pectorals, even if a young girl with a brisk figure stands naked in front of him, he will not divert his attention.

Say one thing at most, don't disturb my exploration of the truth!

"Where are you talking? Oh, yes, the controllable nuclear fusion project is too large, and there will be no answer for a while. So, I set aside and decided to change to a simple and difficult challenge."

Howard took the previous long talk and continued: "Then, you will see the first generation nuclear reactor! Putting it on a submarine can completely satisfy Ross Gunn’s statement that “atomic energy first drives machinery in order to advance. Ship’s vision.”

"You used a few days to get the most critical core of a nuclear submarine..."

Luke patted Howard on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Although you must have heard this sentence many times, I still have to say, Howard, you are a well-deserved genius!"

"Hearing this compliment from Superman, to be honest, my vanity has been satisfied like never before."

Howard laughed loudly, then gave Rogers a bunch of design drawings and a large stack of calculation draft papers, and said: "Let the mediocre scientists of the Atomic Energy Commission study them. They can only look up to the knowledge that Howard Stark exudes. Shine-and I am going to sleep!"

"Wait, as the first nuclear submarine, don't you want to give it a name-you are fully qualified."

Luke reminded.

"Uh, great idea! It's called the Nautilus. I like Verne's "Twenty Thousand Miles Under the Sea" and I prefer Captain Nemo."

Howard paused for a while and gave an answer.

Then, he walked into the lounge and closed the door with a bang.

It didn't take long for the two people standing outside to hear the sound of sleeping snoring.

"This guy is exhausted."

Luke smiled, looking at the model of the nuclear reactor, he couldn't help thinking of Iron Man's Ark reactor.

It seems not far away.