Transformed Marvel Genius

Three days ago, Dr. Octopus thought the time was right, and invited Osborne Enterprises as a visiting representative to conduct the first experiment in the stadium.

He added excessive tritium nuclear fusion to cause the ignition effect, but the magnetic field generated by the stellarator was not enough to constrain it at all, so the machine was overloaded, the pipeline ruptured, causing the radiation to leak out, causing a big explosion, which made Otto and his invention 's mechanical tentacles merged into one, becoming a real Doctor Octopus.

"He thinks we stole his assets." Agent Hill said, pointing to the doctor in the photo, four thick and long mechanical tentacles flying freely in the air, wearing sunglasses, Dr. Octopus roared at everyone.

The first head-to-head confrontation between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Dr. Octopus happened two days ago, when the awakened doctor first destroyed the doctor who treated him. He has been controlled by the artificial intelligence in the tentacles, and the only remaining desire is to complete the experiment. .

"Dr. Octavius ​​must not be allowed to approach nuclear fusion." Agent Hill said: "He will speed up the nuclear fusion reaction, leaving us less time."

Brock Rumlow said: "Dr. Octavius ​​took care of our firearms in the last confrontation and automatically retreated. But after a head-to-head confrontation, the doctor became more cunning. Last night, the sniper was in the steel structure of the stadium. found him."

Brock Rumlow seems a little helpless. It is the most prosperous area here. There are many buildings on the side. Brock does not know where Dr. Octopus is hiding. Last night, if Dr. Octopus was closer to five meters, it would be fast. Reaction special forces will not be able to shoot, and the advantage of S.H.I.E.L.D. will be gone.

The scientist explained: "It is forbidden to shoot in the stadium to prevent the ricochet from hitting the stellarator. You know, the machine is already at the end of the line. Even if there is no interference, we can't guarantee that the machine can operate normally to the self-magnetic effect."

Coulson looked at the trembling donut, the bane of everything, but Coulson and the others still had to protect him like a baby.

stab~

A pipeline ruptured, and an electric spark emerged from the fracture. A staff member in a rubber insulating suit immediately wrapped it up with super electrical tape.

Coulson understood that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been tinkering for three days.

Looking at the repairs on the pipeline, all eyes are full. This is only a way to treat the symptoms and not the root cause.

"Is there anything I can do?"

Coulson doesn't think Agent Hill is looking for him for a meal.

Sure enough, the scientist brought over a blackboard, which was filled with dense formulas.

"This is the solution." The scientist said: "Dr. Octavius ​​once made an insurance formula to prevent things from developing to the point where they are today."

"He?!" Coulson pointed to Doctor Octopus with four mechanical tentacles in the photo, looking fierce.

The scientist said truthfully: "Whether you admit it or not, three days ago, he used to be a highly respected nuclear physics scientist, and he also considered failure, but the temptation of science is too great."

After speaking, the scientist sighed. In any case, thanks to the efforts of Dr. Octavius, the artificial sun has moved from theory to reality. Unfortunately, this reality comes at the cost of destroying the world.

Coulson is noncommittal. As far as he knows, the most troublesome people in the world are scientists. Whether it is nuclear physics or biochemistry, at some point, even those who are engaged in theoretical mathematics can jump out and drill into S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I have studied aerodynamics, roughly, do you need my help?!"

Of course, what Coulson said was a cold joke. The aerodynamics he learned was related to the bias angle of the sniper rifle and the formation of the vortex of the Quinjet. He didn't think that aerodynamics could solve the quantum theory. In fact, he couldn't understand it. , please, all the words written on the blackboard are operators. What does he have to do with quantum energy as a weapon?

There is really someone you can help. The scientist gestured with action, handed over an iPad, and swiped to several videos, all of which were Dr. Octavius.

Keeping a diary is a good habit. The way Dr. Octavius ​​keeps a diary is to record DV.

The incident was urgent, and Coulson used 16x speed to take a look.

The video records Dr. Octavius' thoughts, his self-talk, and what he wrote on the whiteboard.

Among them, Dr. Octavius ​​has a thinking habit that is different from ordinary people. He often takes photos of the formulas on the whiteboard, and then pastes them on the whiteboard to rearrange them.

"and many more!!!"

Hearing Coulson's shout, the scientist came over, along with Agent Hill who turned his face away.

Rewinding, fast-forwarding, rewinding, fast-forwarding, and finally Coulson freezes the picture on a whiteboard.

The whiteboard is covered with dense photos, and the photos are connected by red lines, and each red line is written with a marker pen, which looks like the final plan of an improved version of the star simulator.

"Have you noticed, some of the photos."

Yes, Coulson is not looking at the final plan, but on the whiteboard on the top photos of the final plan~www.readwn.com~ What is written on the whiteboard is a similar insurance formula - a simplified version, the pixels are enlarged to the maximum, and the picture is displayed. Mosaic has appeared, and everyone sighed: "It's too small to see clearly."

For Dr. Octavius, DV is more like a label, with the function of reminding and recalling, he can remember the corresponding formula when he sees the corresponding picture.

But Coulson and others were not witnesses.

Just when everyone was disappointed.

A witness, Coulson murmured, "Look at the photos again. The top ones all have a few things in common."

Agent Hill's attention was drawn again. After Coulson's reminder, Agent Hill immediately noticed the fat hand stretched out in the photo.

Little Fatty is holding a marker in his hand.

And the tip of the marker was just about to leave the whiteboard.

"She wrote the guarantee formula!"

Coulson came to an unbelievable conclusion, but this little fat hand was completely the hand of a child. The baby fat on his arm had not been removed completely, and it was difficult for the little palm to grasp the marker.

Looking at the handwriting again, the handwriting on the photos above is completely different from the handwriting on the photos below, they are clearly two people.

If it is said that the handwriting may be bad, then how can the parameters be written differently. The same is the Planck parameter. One is used to writing in Greek, and the other is used to add a line to the h, which are completely two ways of writing.

The insurance formula may be handwritten by Chubby.

When Coulson came to a conclusion, several people were talking about it, and no one dared to believe the owner of the guarantee formula.

is a child.

Agent Hill preemptively issued an order: "Whether the formula is him or not, we need to find him. He is the only person involved, and only he knows the solution."

Agent Hill thought it was a boy.