"Dr. Lawson has research on this?"

Hank asked in surprise, his voice slightly raised in excitement like the roar of a lion, sending goosebumps down the spine of the other researchers in the room.

Theoretically, the curvature engine used for space jumping is what Mr. Howlett cares more about than the "lightspeed engine".

It is true that "light-speed engine" technology can be used for space navigation in smaller galaxies, such as the solar system, but this speed in the sense of space distance alone cannot actually enable travel thousands of light-years away.

Even the real speed of light has to be calculated in years, which is not at all achievable by this kind of quotation marks near the speed of light, and its actual test is only to test the basic operation function of the engine within the speed range that the driver's body can bear.

At that time, the test speed will be between Mach 15 and 20 at most, and when used in space flight, it will rely more on orbit planning and route presetting functions to control the direction of the aircraft.

Strictly speaking, the technical adaptation direction of the "Lightspeed Engine" can be biased towards the perspective of energy weapons, in addition to pure flight speed.

Dr. Wendy Lawson coughed lightly twice to hide his aphasia.

In the wide hemispherical R&D base, all kinds of robotic arms and pipelines are staggered, and in the ring-shaped experimental tank, the original silver-black engine formed by the rings is steadily shining blue.

Looking at the eyes of Hank and Mr. Stark, Dr. Lawson hurriedly explained:

"You guys, ahem, the space jumping technology we are studying now is based on string theory, and the difficulty is to find or simulate a super-large boson sphere, and adjust the density of this plasma by reflecting gravitational waves......

"Hmm... I mean, it's completely inconsistent with the technical direction of the Lightspeed Engine, where the difficulty factor is not on the same measurement line."

Stark Sr. shrugged his shoulders noncommittally at Dr. Lawson's "nonsense", and pulled Hank aside to complain about Dr. Pym's decision to eventually quit S.H.I.E.L.D.'s scientific research and development department, repeatedly reiterating that he did not attempt to copy and steal his technology.

With a long and vague breath, Lawson looked at the lightspeed engine that was about to be put into the test with a complicated expression, she was already consciously delaying the progress of the research, but after all, this day was coming.....

Night.

Ten kilometers northwest of Edward Air Force Base, a 78-year-old Ford Mustang classic Cobra muscle sports car roared into an old farm.

Wendy Lawson has a hard time explaining how she developed such a passionate love for this extremely simple internal combustion engine car.

There are also inefficient shopping behaviors of people on the earth, high-calorie junk food without much nutrition, time-consuming and useless soap operas and vulgarity...

Like so many strange and unexplained things on this planet, Lawson took a long time to reconcile with himself, and had to admit that his physical emotions did develop an irrepressible attachment to all of this.

At the same time, I also had to accept that in addition to the "Dr. Wendy Lawson" played by himself, as an outstanding scientific and technological talent in the Kree Empire, a representative of the Kree shallow-skinned race, Mar Weir, who holds the "negative electrode quantum ring", the highest technological weapon of the empire......

Fell in love with everything about it too.

Slamming the car door shut, Mar Weir took out two cardboard boxes from the passenger seat and the small gift box in the back, and walked towards the abandoned barn.

She looked back helplessly at this "vigorous" black sports car, full of reluctance.

If it weren't for the fact that the landing shuttle was too narrow, Mar Weir would have taken this treasure with him aboard the Kerry Cruiser, which was stuck in an extraterrestrial orbit.

Under the barn's pile of dead grass, a huge trapboard wooden door slowly opened, and a few flashes flickered in the black pit, and a small black near-diamond-shaped spaceship appeared out of thin air, about the size of an ordinary RV.

Adjusting the anti-monitoring stance on the landing shuttle, Mar Weir carried this spaceship, which was obviously very different from Earth technology, straight into the sky, and within a few minutes came to the void of extraterrestrial space.

A giant starcruiser like a fortress emerges from its hidden state.

……

Regulation, neat.

The Kerry Starship is a paradise of "obsessive-compulsive disorder", whether it is the flat polyhedral shape on the outside of the ship, and every covered bridge cabin inside is neatly aligned like the purest geometric space structure.

There is nothing personal or unrelated to the ship's actual utility in the ship's rigorous construction layout, except for the central compartment, which is messed up by Mar Will.

She put down her last two boxes of souvenirs, fiddled with a few new dresses, looked at the shapes of her body, and then sealed the boxes of various Earth food dishes with the storage technology of the Cree, and after everything was sorted out, she finally sat stunned.

She was the only one who had been empty enough to hold a thousand people, and Mar Weir, who had been back and forth many times in recent times, took her favorite things on Earth onto the ship as much as she could, and cleaned up her belongings as if she were moving.

When it was finally time to make a decision, Mar Weir was silent for a long time holding a photo taken at the training ground at Edward Air Force Base wearing a leather aviator jacket.

In the end, he still didn't change out of the jeans and blue shirt that are common on earth, and walked into the connection cabin.

In the "mirror" space of some unknown silver-black metal cut and polished, the finger-thick lines of the silk-like floor shimmered with fluorescent green dots of light, wrapping around Mar Weir's thighs and torso like swimming fish, gradually spreading to her head.

The ends quickly fit into her skin, tightly attached.

In an instant, Mar Will's gray eyes were engulfed by the illusory light, and everything in front of him disappeared in a few blinks of an eye, and he was instantly in a majestic palace of infinite height, and everything around him seemed to be made of pure light.

The mercury-like substance under her feet rippled in circles, and in front of her stood an old man in good spirits, wearing a dark green uniform in the style of a military uniform, with a tall posture with a strong sense of oppression, and between his eyebrows there was a seven-point resemblance to Mar Weir.

"Supreme Wisdom..."

Mar Weir touched his chest with his indifferent right hand, bowed his body and saluted, not raising any superfluous emotions for the "father" who had been dead for many years on the other side.

"You look... It's good."

The old man's originally solemn expression only lasted for a moment, but he quickly relaxed.

With white hair and white beard, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and a tall nose, he nodded very gently and praised Mar Weir's earthly dress.

But she knew that her father would never speak to her so cordially.

The "Supreme Intelligence", a supercomputer that embodies the highest technology and cultural knowledge of the Kree Empire, will manifest the image of the most revered and trusted person in the hearts of each object connected with its deep consciousness.

Although she knew that all this was illusory, Mar Weir still lost her mind for a moment of tenderness towards her "father".

"You're hesitant, Mar Will."

Her deep voice was full of wisdom and determination, and she nodded slightly, everything in her heart and subconscious could not be hidden from the exploration of the "Supreme Wisdom".

"I know you're nostalgic for C-53, yes, the Kree Empire is too boring, it's like a beehive, like an anthill, and it's powerful and lacking in 'humanity'."

The old man paced casually in this infinite and vast illusory space with his hands behind his back, and even his movements were exactly the same as those of Mar Weir's father.

"The Kree... Isn't it possible for the Kree Empire to be like Earth?"

Mar Weir's eyes were blazing at the "Supreme Wisdom", and her mature and intellectual face was full of simple anticipation like a child.

"Of course it is!"

The manifested old man opened his eyes wide, lowered his chin, and continued like an old urchin:

"I got my name 'Supreme Intelligence' not only as a living computer that embodies the highest science and technology of the Cree people, capable of computational simulation and strategic integration

and so on surpass all organic life, but also because I understand philosophy, society, religion, the emotions of flesh and blood life... ＂

"Some low-level AI can't compare to me, but Mar Weir..."

The old man slowly walked up to Mar Weir's side, and touched her hair like a father, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be the life of a soul.

「... Kree, you Cree, who left me with only one core task at the beginning of my birth, and that is to survive!"

"The universe is a dark forest... Faced with the enslavement of the Skrulls and the almost stranglehold in the rebellion, I came into being, a race that wants to survive forever, must expand and grow strong forever! It's not ambition, it's not desire, it's ... The rules of survival."

Looking at Mar Weir, who lowered his eyebrows and was silent, "Supreme Wisdom" nodded slowly:

"The Super Skrulls are chasing a powerful force across the universe, and if they get... For thousands of years, the resistance and rise of the Cree will be in vain... The Cosmic Cube is a must to increase the strength of the entire empire! After that, when we can really take a breath, it is not impossible to give this old-fashioned and solemn empire a different kind of life.

It seems that after a long time, Mar Weir could not feel the passage of time in this spiritual vain world, and the "Supreme Wisdom" stood quietly aside, not in a hurry to give any orders or more persuasion and explanation.

The super-life computer, which almost perfectly balances the ultimate rational thinking with the emotional emotions of organic life, even has a bit of "personality charm".

Finally, Mar Weir once again touched his chest with his right hand, and when he raised his head, his gray eyes were only solid and bright, and he said in a deep and solemn voice:

"Yui, Kerry is supreme!"

……

The Great Magellanic Galaxy, located 160,000 light-years away from Earth, is one of the most famous extragalactic galaxies in this galaxy group.

It is the most massive of the Milky Way's many moons, about one-twentieth the diameter of the Milky Way and about one-tenth the number of stars.

The home planet of the Kree Empire, Hala, is located in the Great Magellanic system. Through a Kree starcruiser, you can get an almost complete view of the architecture of this powerful alien empire.

The dark cyan metal buildings that are as dense as mountains and forests are all shaped by rigid straight lines, and it is difficult to see a rounded trajectory even in the most complex urban rail or technological system.

Their unique aesthetic favors the use of fine prisms to bite one by one, so as to form an arc of the state of matter.

All the towering steel buildings here have only one color, several regulations, and all the environments in which the Cree people go about their daily activities have a standard and uniform structural design.

At the center of the layered Echo Buildings in the planet's capital, a cone-shaped steel edifice formed by several sharp swords coming together is the center of all the Kree Empire's rule.

The "Supreme Intelligence", which connects with Mar Will's consciousness through the cruiser extension 160,000 light-years away, also communicates with the Colonel Yong Rogge of the Startroop on his home planet, and gives orders.

……

「… The Cosmic Rubik's Cube cannot be missed, the civilization of planet C-53 is not strong, but there are always a variety of super-sized forces watching there... The situation between the systems is becoming more and more chaotic, the roots of the Skuru Empire are still there, the Asgardians are about to usher in 'twilight', and the Dark Order is expanding rapidly... ＂

Yong Rogge thumped his chest with one hand, kept his head down, and listened attentively to the speech of the image conjured up by the "Supreme Intelligence" on the other side, which was the appearance of the former Kree Fleet Commander whom he respected the most.

Like Mar Weir, he was a light-skinned Cree, and compared to the blue-skinned Cree of the purest blood, the light-skinned Cree who were born out of mixed blood in the long history generally had a lower social status.

However, because the Kree Empire, which is known as one of the three interstellar empires, is actually ruled by the most impartial and intelligent life computer, it will not simply determine the promotion and training of talents because of appearance and bloodline trends.

"Supreme wisdom" is the same as every gram

The people are deeply connected to the spiritual consciousness, which leads to the cultivation of the Cree people and at the same time is in reverse self-learning and never-ending renewal.

It also knows the talents of each Cree personality and character, knows their strengths and weaknesses well, and is able to find the perfect person for a job or position, which is why it has been admired and trusted by all Cree people for hundreds of years.

「...... Although Mar Weir holds the 'Negative Quantum Ring', he still can't take it lightly, and you will lead a team of interstellar teams to C-53 to meet and ensure that the Rubik's Cube is brought back smoothly."

"Yes! Viecri Supreme!

Yong Rogge hammered his chest again, his height of more than 180 centimeters was not tall among the Kree, but his eyes were very sharp, he was a top tactical commander, and he had extraordinary insight and judgment, and he never doubted the orders of "supreme wisdom".

After thinking for a few seconds, Yong Rogge finally confirmed his combat authority to "Supreme Intelligence":

"Mar Weir mentioned that there are many supernatural beings on planet C-53, and the Cosmic Cube is in their hands, if there is a large-scale conflict?

……

"It's nearly dusk in Odin, and the guardians of the Nine Realms are dead in name....... Fast! Vicious! Not spare... All the costs!"