People in Marvel: I am a super native of the motherland

Chapter 112 Concept and Handover

"Where is this?" Doctor Octopus asked in surprise as the scene changed.

"The National Grid Corporation of the United States is where your graduation project is stored." John looked at the huge fireball shining like the sun in front of him, with inexplicable excitement in his tone.

Just by standing here, he could feel his Kryptonian cells being activated, becoming several times more powerful than before.

"Do you have any way to improve it?" John pointed to the controllable nuclear fusion in front of him. This is still a bit complicated. It relies on large external equipment to maintain stability and cannot be picked up and run away.

"How do you want to change it?" Doctor Octopus asked.

"Do this." After John's figure flickered for a moment, he immediately took out a large stack of documents and handed them over.

"Microreactor? This is also a good idea." Doctor Octopus's eyes lit up and he said, "Do you want me to make a shrunken nuclear reactor? This gives me enough materials, and I can make it in one night."

"No need, just make such a large independent energy source, no need to scale it down." John said, when the time comes, just use Pym particles to scale it down. Miniaturization will limit the efficiency.

"But with independent energy, durability is a problem. It won't take long for the energy to be exhausted." Doctor Octopus suggested.

"It doesn't matter. I remember that if this device goes out of control, it will form a strong gravity that swallows the surrounding matter to maintain its own shape, right?" John thought for a while and then said: "Then follow the out-of-control plan."

"Ah, that's right, so you want to create a failure to destroy New York?" Doctor Octopus wondered why the brain circuits of this motherland are different from ordinary people.

"I believe my intestines and stomach should be able to accommodate such a thing." John said with a smile. At that time, as long as he uses the cells in his own body to provide energy for this nuclear fusion, and then uses the energy supplied by the other party to feed himself back, the perpetual motion machine will be formed.

"Your intestines and stomach? With all due respect, even if you can swallow such a large reactor, and your intestines and stomach can withstand the high temperature of hundreds of thousands of degrees on the surface, the gravity caused by the reactor will still affect the surroundings through your body. Adsorption.”

Doctor Octopus said: "You will turn into a human magnet."

"Just do it and give me as much time as you can to finish it." John interrupted impatiently.

"If we modify the ready-made nuclear fusion device in front of us, it will only take one day, and it will not affect the manufacturing progress of the space-time collider." Doctor Octopus said confidently.

In her opinion, if she had Stark's ready-made technology, wouldn't it be waste if she still spent ten days and a half?

"One day? Very good. I will come to check and accept the results tomorrow night. I will ask the president to cooperate in sending the required materials later. You just need to make a list." John said calmly.

He was a little impatient in the face of nuclear fusion. If Doctor Octopus still needed a few months as Otto said before, then he might as well learn from scratch by himself and spend a few days building this framework.

"Also, your abilities have been recognized by me. Become my subordinate." John looked at Doctor Octopus: "This planet is too small, and your talents should not be wasted here."

"Of course, I am very willing." The female version of Doctor Octopus showed a smile on her face, not caring that the person in front of her had just killed her former employer, and took the initiative to extend her right hand to the people of the motherland.

John reached out and shook her hand gently, then took her directly back to the site where the space-time collider was originally built: "Think carefully about the list you need here. I will wait for your good news tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, John disappeared directly from the spot.Doctor Octopus looked at the disappearing people of his motherland and the changing environment around him, and cheered: "Cool!"

When John returned to the White House, it was almost two o'clock. He lay directly on the sofa and counted down silently.

Finally, just before two o'clock, the door to the President's Office of the White House was opened, and Jason and Rodriguez, who were sweating profusely, came in.

"Have all the handover issues been resolved?" John said calmly.

"Although the connection is very rough, with the help of the remaining officials, government functions can barely function."

"But the people down there are very dissatisfied with our election. Many large-scale demonstrations have broken out in various cities to oppose us, and we still need to work hard to suppress it." Jason reported, while Rodriguez on the side did not know anything. , I can only put on an expression like "I feel the same way".

"It doesn't matter, since I'm here anyway, you can kill anyone who has any objections." John said calmly: "You can also contact Dr. Olivia Octavius ​​in New York later."

"She is my new subordinate. She has a very useful research on her hands that needs to be approved by me tomorrow, so you need to send all the list of materials she will provide to her immediately."

"No problem." Jason nodded. As long as he could get it, he would get it immediately.

"Also, you make an announcement tonight and say that I will give a speech in Washington in three days. When the time comes, you will invite all the disobedient marchers and other party leaders to the scene."

"Didn't you say they have objections? I will convince them for you then." John smiled. Since you are working under him and there is no big stain, he will definitely give you some benefits.

If he hadn't been concerned that these people were incapable of protecting themselves and would be removed from power soon after he left, he would have returned directly to the main world after the negotiation with Gwen broke down.

"Ah? No problem." Jason, who roughly guessed the meaning of the motherland, nodded without hesitation.

"Remember to stay away from the scene. I don't want it to affect you when I play." John waved his hand and said, "You can leave now."

"Yes." Jason nodded and then left with Rodriguez.

Soon, John was the only one left in the office, staring out the window at the noon sun and continuing to daze, feeling as if he had no purpose.

"Forget it, just go ahead and go to sleep if you don't have a goal!" John complained.

Then he picked up a quilt and covered himself with it, curled up in a ball, and lay on the sofa in the president's office.

At the same time, Gwen, who was sent away by John, stared blankly at the bustling New York City in front of her, not knowing what to do.

She put her hands into her pockets subconsciously, only to find that it was heavy in her pockets. When she pulled out, she found a thick stack of U.S. dollars, which was enough to last her for the next six days.

"John..." Gwen sighed, looked at the prosperous New York City in front of her, found a random direction and started walking around aimlessly.

(End of this chapter)