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

An ancient but never-before-heard maritime civilization has officially entered the public eye - countries have long been aware of the amazing battles taking place in the Atlantic Ocean and the existence of Atlantis.

It can be seen that no matter what the news is, the public will always be the last group to know.

When it comes to maritime civilizations, countries react differently.

The red brown bear in Siberia is still the same, vigorously developing the nuclear industry on the one hand, and secretly wary of Superman on the other.

As for the Atlantis threat?

That's something the Yankees should be thinking about.

Anyway, I won't be able to hit here for a while.

England, which is weakening day by day, is actively communicating with the White House in an attempt to hear some rumors.

Although they have MI6, there is James Bond who is full of heaven and earth, the world is spinning around, and the ability to flirt with girls.

But in the face of Atlantis, which lives at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, it is still at a loss and cannot find a place to start.

At one point, the Prime Minister wanted to turn to the hidden forces of the dark world, such as the wizarding community active in London, werewolves and vampires.

Unfortunately, little was achieved and no useful information was obtained.

These dark creatures were born no more than a thousand years ago.

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

Those nocturnal creatures who are afraid of the sun have a wonderful connection to Atlantis.

Their ancestors came from the maritime countries in the depths of the Atlantic.

At that time, Atlantis had not yet sunk and was in the glory days of its national power.

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

This is the birth of the first vampire on Earth.

Later, continental plates collided, and Atlantis, which had been at its peak, sank.

The great wizard Varna felt that he had lived enough, saw through life, and planned to stop thinking, so he passed on his power to Dracula.

Since then, the vampires have thrived in the terrestrial world, gradually becoming a hidden force in the dark world.

England was at a loss, but the ancient countries of the East on the other side of the Pacific Ocean did not care.

The Spear Bureau can even tear Neon Superman by hand, and the blue-skinned Atlanteans are nothing.

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

……

……

Atlantic Sea, Poseidonia.

The capital of Atlantis is no longer as calm as it once was.

Armies on all sides are massing, and pre-war tensions are spreading.

The undercurrents of the terrestrial world are turbulent, and the maritime civilization is not much better.

Namor, who slaughtered the robed nobles in one fell swoop, succeeded in taking power - although many people rebuked him for his tyranny and chose to stand up and resist.

But it didn't stir up any waves, and it was quickly suppressed.

"That's one of the benefits of class solidification."

Namor leaned back on the throne, his right hand hanging down somewhat unaccustomedly, and he usually held his beloved trident.

"In the absence of sufficiently competent leaders, it is difficult for the weak to pose a threat to the rule of the strong."

The rebels formed multiple forces and stormed the royal palace in the center of the city of Posedonia.

It's just that the guerrillas are scattered and brave, and they don't become a climate.

Namor didn't even take action himself, and the guards eliminated the men.

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

Sebastian said with a breathing apparatus and a transparent shield through a transparent shield.

"For many years, the bottom and the nobility of this country have been distinct, and bloodline and origin determine everyone's future."

"Your Majesty, you have grown up in the slums of Poseidonia, and you have seen the lowest Atlanteans, who repeat a similar life every day, and have seen the nobles in robes take the initiative to pay their own respects, pay a lot of taxes every day, monthly, and every year, and bear the pressure of life that is not easy."

"The upward passage was blocked, and the contradictions between the nobles and the commoners became more and more intense, but the concept of obedience rooted in the bones of the Atlanteans kept them docile."

Sebastian Shaw spoke eloquently, as if he were a confidant of the king's side.

Namor, who was sitting on the throne, nodded frequently, deeply touched.

When he was very young, he fled to the slums with his mother and experienced the warmth and coldness of human beings.

For the lower class of Atlantis, it can be regarded as having a certain understanding.

"A foreign war is the best way to deflect contradictions. It can not only give military merits, but also let civilians see the hope of transcending classes and further promotion; It is also possible to consolidate His Majesty's authority with the help of victory after victory. ”

Sebastian looked loyal and sincere on the surface, and there was a dim glint in his eyes.

"As long as Superman can be defeated, the army of Atlantis will definitely be invincible and conquer the entire land world."

At the mention of Superman, Namor's chest ached a little.

Then, he thought about the Neptune Trident that had been taken from him.

All of a sudden, the pleasant mood turned bad.

"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 general of Superman's subordinates, he couldn't be clearer that the other party belongs to the top existence in terms of strength, speed, and combat awareness.

Fighting alone, you are not an opponent.

But what rules do you need to talk about to deal with a landholder?

Rush up and kill them, that's the smartest thing to do!

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

Namor thought that the two of them might have a chance to win if they worked together.

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

Feeling the expectant eyes coming from above, Sebastian was calm and steady like an old dog on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked.

Having seen Luke's astonishing combat strength of unilaterally crushing Berlin's "Battleship-class", and then defeating Namor to the ground, and almost dying on the spot, how could he still be able to raise his fighting spirit.

threatened to teach Superman a lesson, but it was just a big talk released after his heart was inflated.

While staying awake, Sebastian prefers to work hard to improve, and wait until his abilities are further advanced before taking action to destroy the enemy himself.

"The Soviet side is actively developing the nuclear industry, and soon they will be able to create the first generation of nuclear reactors. When the time comes, I will absorb the energy in it and make myself stronger. ”

Sebastian was full of confidence and said loudly: "I believe that even Superman cannot resist the terrifying power of atomic fission!" ”

Namor's brow furrowed, still unfurled.

He asked unwillingly, "Is there nothing we can do with Superman?" The golden trident, which symbolizes the royal power of Atlantis, is still in his hands, and if he can't take it back, sooner or later more rebels will stand up. ”

"There are other ways to do this, too."

Sebastian pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Legend has it that the first mutant in history was named Apocalypse. ”

"His strength is incomparably strong, and he was once worshipped as a god."

"Apocalypse has fallen into a deep sleep due to the long years being too boring, and if I can find his whereabouts, get a way to the end of the evolutionary path from the hands of this great god, and break the limits of the mutant level, I may be able to defeat Superman."

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

No one wants to have a boss sitting above their head giving the news of the apocalypse, just to temporarily calm Namor's restless mood.

"Apocalypse?"

Namor's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had a plan.

……

……

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

In Lab 1, Howard was busy, with chicken-like hair and heavy dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he hadn't gotten enough sleep in a long time.

"That's what you're working on?"

Luke clasped his hands on his chest, looked at the model in front of him, and frowned, "A miniature version of the nuclear reactor?" ”

"That's right. Although the Cosmic Cube does not respond to my various stimuli at all, like a goddess who never pays attention to the pandering of ordinary suitors, I am not without any gains! ”

Howard looked quite tired, but his spirit was very high, and he said in a fierce tone: "I wanted to use magnetic confinement to achieve nuclear fusion, and use the deuterium and deuterium rich in seawater to complete the nuclear fusion reaction under specific environment and ultra-high temperature conditions, and release huge energy. This is the inspiration given to me by the Cosmic Rubik's Cube! ”

"But I soon discovered that the magnetic field confined to the plasma, although not afraid of high temperatures, is very unstable. And the plasma will continue to lose energy during the heating process......"

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

"Am I the only one who can't understand what he's saying?"

Taking advantage of this gap, Captain America, who was standing next to him, spoke up.

He looked confused, completely unengaged in Howard's rambling conversation.

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

Luke pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I did a special review, and I can probably understand what Howard means." ”

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

Inertial confinement fusion, and magnetic confinement 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 the strong magnetic field to confine the charged particles, confines the deuterium-tritium gas in a special magnetic container, and heats it to a high temperature of hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius to achieve a fusion reaction.

Howard's main direction of attack is the second type.

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

It was an experimental scheme proposed by a Soviet scientist in the fifties of the twentieth century.

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

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

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

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

When he was doing serious research, not to mention Rogers, who had two big chest muscles, even if the young girl with a strong body stripped and stood in front of him, he would not divert his attention.

At most, don't bother me to explore the truth!

"Where? Oh, by the way, the project of controlled nuclear fusion is too big to be answered for a while. So, I settled for the next best thing and decided to switch to an easier challenge. ”

Howard picked up on the previous tirade and continued: "And then you see, the first generation of nuclear reactors! Putting it on a submarine fully satisfies Ross-Gunn's assumption that 'atomic energy drives machinery first in order to propel ships'. ”

"It took you 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 really a well-deserved genius!" ”

"Hearing this compliment from Superman's mouth, to be honest, my vanity was satisfied like never before."

Howard laughed, then held a stack of design drawings and a large stack of calculation scratch paper to Rogers, and said, "Let those mediocre scientists of the Atomic Energy Commission study it, they can only look up to the glow of knowledge that Howard Stark radiates—and I'm going to sleep!" ”

"Wait, as the first nuclear submarine, don't you want to give it a name - you have the right to do so."

Luke reminded.

"Uh, great idea! It's called the Nautilus, and I like Verne's 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, and I like Captain Nemo even more. ”

Howard paused in his footsteps and replied.

Then, he walked into the lounge and slammed the door shut.

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

"This guy is exhausted."

Luke smiled, looking at the model of the nuclear reactor and couldn't help but think of Iron Man's Ark reactor.

It doesn't seem far off.