Transformed Marvel Genius

"Anna Hansen, I want to know how long it would take you to make an atomic bomb if SHIELD gave you the raw materials."

Nick Fury asked, in part because of his curiosity.

Anna didn't understand what Nick Fury meant. In the spirit of scientific research, she thought about it.

Answered in a purely literal sense.

She has now made all the difference between the theory and practice of nuclear reactors.

The atomic bomb is essentially the same as a nuclear reactor, using a chain reaction.

In contrast, the atomic bomb is much simpler. No neutron moderator needed, just detonation.

That is to say, as long as there are materials and Anna wants to make it, she can make a "little boy".

"The equivalent of 15,000 tons, the whole assembly and testing can be used for actual combat, I need a month."

This is just Anna's conservative estimate, taking into account the difficulty of staffing.

"Then do you think we'll let a kid who builds an atomic bomb at will, just like that?" Nick Fury lifted his big feet and stepped on the sofa, the shiny leather shoes smelled of shoe polish: "Anna, do you think you Are you still a short leg in a small workshop? No, you have been targeted by major forces. For them, a seven-year-old genius is definitely better than a fifty or sixty-year-old old man, even if they may won the Nobel Prize."

"You have to know, just how many dark forces are trying to make your mind in New York, the Viper Gang, the Hand Association, the Ten Commandments Gang... Countless gangs, some terrorists, such as Mr. Ka, are very willing to hijack you to give He made a big Ivan and gave you a whole desert. Who do you think will solve the peripheral affairs for you."

After speaking, Nick Fury threw out a stack of photos.

Blood filled the eyes.

The top one was a ninja who committed suicide by caesarean while surrounded by the crowd.

Then there was a bearded Russian who was shot several times and died.

Other men with headscarves, black men with sturdy expressions, and so on, are all within the control of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Norman Osborn is a well-behaved businessman. Anything that can be solved with money is not a matter. The other flies are not."

"Then who do you think gave you peace of mind?"

"It's us, S.H.I.E.L.D. is protecting your safety."

"As a protector, it's not too much to make a little request."

Anna rarely felt that Nick Fury's words made sense. She had been working in a small workshop recently and rarely went out. She really didn't know that the world was turned upside down.

In fact, since Anna's performance at the Boston Coliseum spread, many forces have been eyeing Anna.

They think that little Anna is a genius of all time and a genius with infinite potential.

People are small, have unlimited potential, and are easy to control, representing countless interests.

Nick Fury is also telling the truth, a slightly polished truth.

But is Anna so foolish?

"Mr. Braised Egg, thank you for your reminder, I just found out that I was famous all over the world when I was 7 years old."

Nick Fury's face remained unmoved, but in fact, he already felt that his short legs were in a suit.

"It's just that I want to ask, I don't know who invited me to the Boston Coliseum. It seems to be a good gentleman next to you."

Coulson felt uncomfortable listening to it, as if if it wasn't for his invitation, Anna would still be playing Laterra Coil Arc at Weston Cambridge Primary School.

"I would like to ask again, where does the personal income tax I pay every year go to. Isn't it your government's responsibility to protect the personal safety of citizens of the country?"

The few words of the little short legs are very heart-warming.

I really thought that I had gotten Anna around, but I didn't even think about it, is Anna a person who follows people's thinking.

Anna really paid personal income tax, which is not cheap.

She thinks that I have paid taxes, and it is your duty to protect me by your government department.

"But I appreciate your S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ability to do things."

Anna felt that so far, the disturbances outside had not disturbed her peaceful life.

From this point of view, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ability to do things is not bad.

For this, Anna felt that she could do something in return.

"Then, let's talk about cooperation."

It's not easy for everyone. The agents have protected Anna's peaceful life, and Anna has to give in at the right time.

"I can give up the patent for the dual-rail acceleration technology of the eight-level railgun, and I can give you the electronic circuit of the electric pulse bomb, but I have a requirement that all products made by the patents I give up must be engraved with my name. , I think this request is not excessive."

Anna felt that since she couldn't own it, she would leave her own traces. Fame is also an important accumulation of wealth.

Just like Newton and Leibniz's 40 years of grievances and grievances, followed by the centuries-long dispute between the British and French scientific circles, not just a calculus.

Scientists can fight for fame for the sake of fame.

After an hour of war of words, the two parties finally reached an agreement on the right to use the patent.

Anna sold the dual-rail acceleration technology of the eight-level railgun and the electronic circuit of the electric pulse bomb. S.H.I.E.L.D. paid $150 million on behalf of the government, and promised that all products derived from Anna's patent must be engraved with Anna's initials. A.H.

Anna retained the ownership of the 315-band decoding circuit, sold the right to use it for 20 years, and received another $3 million in funding.

Satisfied with S.H.I.E.L.D., before leaving, Nick Fury once again invited Anna to become a S.H.I.E.L.D. consultant~www.readwn.com~Anna refused again.

In the end, Director Ludan couldn't be more reluctant, and based on the principle of pleasant cooperation between the two parties, he sold it well: "S.H.I.E.L.D. has now caught Dr. Octopus, and I can arrange for you to meet him."

When we met, Anna was not willing to meet the dead octopus again, she was eager to see each other again.

This short and fat octopus has four tentacles and dares to make trouble in Boston. If it grows four more and becomes a real octopus, wouldn't it turn the world upside down.

When S.H.I.E.L.D. left, Anna fell into deep thought.

The Boston incident has brought me into the sight of others, and I will have a lot of trouble with myself in the future.

The best solution is to join the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy. With the umbrella of S.H.I.E.L.D., other forces will not act rashly when they are afraid.

It's a pity that the conditions given by S.H.I.E.L.D. are really not favorable, and the output is fully owned by the state, which is contrary to Anna's idea.

Then we can only protect ourselves, and exoskeleton armor must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

13 Hz band infrasound also needs to be studied as soon as possible.

As she thought about it, Anna stood up from the sofa, crawling and trying to climb over the marble table to pick up the contract.

Anna wants to tear off 36 pages of waste paper.

Nick Fury handed over a draft, and the real contract will be sent after revision.

At this time.

"Anna, why are you here!"

With the voice of surprise, Garcia hurried over with Jeffrey.

"We've been looking for you for a long time."

Garcia walked up to Anna and talked to Short Legs. Beside Jeffrey saw that Short Legs and short hands and feet were too hard to climb a table, so he stretched out his hand and picked up the official paper and handed it out.

Then he saw the numbers above.

150,000,000.