novelno Chapter 251 Prison Break
Chapter 251 Prison Break
Chapter 251 Prison Break
With the resources of the Global Defense Agency, building signal towers no longer requires the rudimentary methods of the past.
That was out of necessity before, but now Joey has a full billion in internal funding budget. "Wait a minute, I heard from Cecilia that it wasn't—"
"Shut up, Mark!"
Mark touched his head, and Joey knew he was about to say something stupid, so she quickly threw him a wad of steel to gag him.
"Don't be lazy, put this on the wall!"
As far as Joey was concerned, he didn't care how much money Cecil had used his name to balance the accounts with this budget, or how much money he had shortchanged.
Money was the easiest resource for him to acquire, but obtaining permission to acquire secret materials that money couldn't buy was more important.
After all, he's not a bad person.
If you can show respect and get what you want through legal means, why make both parties unhappy?
With this authorization, the Global Defense Agency and Mark basically mobilized all the personnel they could.
Even this signal tower was built in a secret base of the Global Guard.
The main members who built the signal tower included several members of the Global Guard.
Lex, the "bomb" who was kidnapped by the earthquake doctor while naked, was also among them.
Like his nickname, Lex can infuse energy into most solid matter, turning it into bombs which he then throws to kill his enemies.
If you gave him a deck of cards, he'd be a young version of a poker king.
And his personality, just like his nickname, is somewhat volatile and explosive, currently providing background noise with his loud and boisterous antics.
"Now I know where Cecil went with the money. He'd rather spend billions building a transmitter for someone else that has no use whatsoever than spend a little money to fix the coffee machine at our base!"
"Shut up, nobody wants to hear your complaints, Lex!"
A little girl, whose voice was even louder than Lex's, interrupted her teammates' complaints. This was Beast Girl, who looked like a little girl but harbored a ferocious beast within, capable of transforming into a muscular giant with immense strength.
Like the Hulk.
"Stop arguing. If you're not going to work, can you please stop getting in the way?"
The speaker is Rey, the "Shrinking Man," a long-haired girl with a single ponytail. As her name suggests, her ability is to grow larger or smaller, just like Ant-Man.
The one who directs her to crawl in and out of various precision equipment to perform precise processing is "Robot" Rudy. Although she is called Robot, it is actually just a code name.
His true form is a genius boy who controls several humanoid mechs, but an ordinary person in physical form.
Okay then. — Iron Man
There's also Samson, a middle-aged African American man with immense strength, invulnerability, and a kind and generous personality, who is basically Luke Cage.
Joey thought to himself that it was fortunate that there was no copyright emperor like Darth Micky in this universe, otherwise the copyright fees for these heroes would have to be settled first.
Beside the robot were Mark, who had no diploma and couldn't understand anything on site, and Eve, the clumsy Atom, who was flipping through an architecture book to calculate how to make the right materials.
Her ability is to manipulate the structure of matter at the atomic level.
At first, Joey was quite surprised when he heard about Atom Woman Eve's ability. Wasn't this exactly the kind of power that Molecule Man or Doctor Manhattan possessed?
With her abilities, what is Mark afraid of from the aliens? His girlfriend can arbitrarily recombine molecules and atoms; in the material universe, she's practically a god.
"Don't talk nonsense." Mark quietly came over and nudged Joey with his elbow: "Eve and I have nothing to do with each other."
"If you say so, then so be it." Joey wouldn't get entangled in other people's relationship problems. "Anyway, that's what everyone says when I ask others."
After further inquiry, Joey discovered that Atomic Woman's abilities were not what they seemed.
One is that she can manipulate and recombine molecules and atoms, but she cannot use them on living things.
Secondly, there's the issue of efficiency. Everyone's power has its limits, and Atomic Woman's limits are surprisingly low. She's still a mortal, and she consumes energy when she activates her powers. Compared to Doctor Manhattan, who has an infinite energy source connected to a quantum field, her power ceiling is simply not up to par.
While Joey was idly analyzing the abilities of everyone in the base, the 'robots' present were also secretly scanning Joey's body with various instruments.
If the scanning waves from these instruments were converted into visual perception, it would truly be considered 'as if they were real'.
This wasn't even a metaphor; for Joey, who could clearly see every electromagnetic wave and every particle of light, it was tangible, to the point that he couldn't tolerate it any longer and immediately stopped the robot's reckless scan.
"Couldn't you turn down the power of your scanning equipment? Slow down, please. Don't rush me. I'm staying here; I'm not going anywhere."
Joey was quite familiar with robots; when he first met Tony, Tony had arranged various scanning devices in the room.
So much so that after recording the energy characteristics of the teleportation device, and doing some reverse deduction, he dared to physically traverse the universe, almost getting killed by Cyborg as an intruder.
After being pointed out for his impolite act of scanning the other party in private, the robot did not feel embarrassed, after all, Superman had already made things clear.
He stood in front of Joey, and a muffled, synthesized sound effect came from inside the mech:
"Oh, so you know—please forgive my offense. I'm just curious about what kind of ecosystem could produce a group like you and Mark."
The more the robot scanned, the more horrified it became, because the humanoid creature before it, just like Mark, was simply inhuman:
Just how sensitive are your senses?
That's a good question, and Joey immediately gave the robot a demonstration on the spot:
"So sensitive that it can count the frequency of the electromagnetic waves you are currently using to control the robot, and which mech your main body is hidden in, the third one in the row."
"what?"
With a click, the mech that was undergoing welding operations in the distance, which was no different from the other mechs, split open from the back, and a little boy about half a person's height stepped out from inside.
This time, his voice was no longer an emotionless, synthesized electronic voice; it had transformed into a breathy tone.
"To be honest, this is just too illogical."
The existence of the aliens is still within the comprehension of robots; they are merely a powerful fighting race, and it is not impossible for them to be born in a universe where anything is possible.
So what's the deal with this Kryptonian in front of us?
What race is born with the ability to see electromagnetic waves and penetrate metal layers with the naked eye?
Thinking of this, the robot suddenly asked, "What is 15679494 multiplied by 1647964?"
"25839241650216?"
This kind of calculation is not only beyond Joey's capabilities, but any electronic board could do it.
The robot then asked, "Is the '1+1' equation in Goldbach's Conjecture correct?"
"It's true at least within a range of 1 trillion trillion." This was completely outside Joey's knowledge; he could only brute-force a small part in his mind, and then casually patted the robot Rudy's little head:
"Don't treat me like a supercomputer."
Rudy was still unconvinced: "The Three-Body Problem? Just move a star away, stop asking!"
"The last question, the Riemann Hypothesis—"
Metaphor!
Just as the robot was about to attempt to take over Whitejoy's computing power, a piercing alarm sounded from within the base.
Cecilia's large face was displayed directly on the big screen in the center of the guard base. After counting the personnel, her gaze swept over Mark, who was present, and she immediately facepalmed, blurting out "f**k".
But since things had already come to this point, he had no other choice but to shamelessly speak up, even though he didn't have any real sense of decency to begin with:
"The guards, and Mark, the defense bureau needs help."
Upon hearing this, Mark immediately set off, with Atomic Woman Eve close behind.
The robot, still waiting for its teammates to regroup, calmly asked over the radio, "What's going on over there?"
"It's a long story, but it can also be told in a short time."
The robot's secret message did not receive a secret reply from Cisel, because there was no longer any need to keep it a secret.
In short, this is a story of shooting oneself in the foot. Because the people involved were present, Cecilia openly said on the big screen in front of Joey:
"That guy named Angustron just escaped from prison."