Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 28: People’s personalities are all harmonious. I forgot what happened later, but anyway, I just want to make a hole!
The Queen of Justice still does not quite agree to give her child to Martha and Thomas to raise. Although she agrees with the strange ethical relationship between the time and space aliens, Martha's clown identity makes her very worried.
Before the Lord's World was ordered, the Joker was one of the most troublesome enemies of the Justice League. No one knew better than Diana the threat posed by an uncontrolled chaotic brain.
She was quite critical of Mason's arrangement.
However, Martha soon proved her sincerity with practical actions. The clown grandma chose the most direct way. She wrapped the Queen of Justice's lasso of truth around her wrist and asked her to ask herself various questions about how to treat little Bruce.
In this face of divine questioning that forced a confession, Martha's decisive answer left the Queen of Justice unable to find any fault.
She was sure that the clown in front of her, whose eyes were shining with pleading, truly loved her children. Martha was even willing to voluntarily accept psychiatric treatment from the White Queen Emma in order to fulfill her duties as a grandmother.
You know, she had been resisting this treatment before.
Like Harry, she thinks it's good to be crazy.
This kind of confused thinking is not always a bad thing. If they can't predict what they will do next, it means that no enemy can use this to attack them.
“I’m still a little worried. Although I can feel Martha’s sincerity, this is not the most important issue. The clown cannot control his own thoughts.
Their danger comes from this uncontrolled chaos.”
The Queen of Justice sat on the sofa in the lounge. She felt uncomfortable all over when she thought of her son being held and fed by a clown next door.
Wonder Woman, who was sitting next to her, didn't know how to comfort her, but the next moment, the Queen of Justice seemed to have made up her mind. She looked at her own time-space alter ego and said:
"Diana, can I trust you?"
"Of course, we are allies. We have the same blood and origin, and even the same warrior mentality."
Wonder Woman nodded immediately and said:
“Although it’s a little frustrating that I’m not as strong as you, I will definitely not be weaker than you when I reach your age. I know what you want to say, other Diana.
I will assure you that little Bruce will not be harmed in our world!
I will protect him as if he were my own child."
"That's your child!"
Queen Justice emphasized:
"Half of his blood belongs to you. You must fulfill your responsibilities to me in your world."
"I swear on my name."
Wonder Woman solemnly swore an oath of protection, which made the Queen of Justice nod her head. Then, she asked another question and said:
"I heard from Mason that you have been entangled by another time-space entity?"
"Well, this is an awkward topic."
Diana covered her face in embarrassment and said:
"I don't know what's going on, but ever since Mason kept discovering my time-space alternations, I've been suffering. It's okay that I'm not as good as you, but you've participated in a lot of battles that I haven't experienced before.
But I find it a little hard to accept that the crazy war queen is stronger than me. She was obviously born in a chaotic world and is the product of the war part of our character taken to the extreme.
I have no idea where the problem is.
But every time I confronted her, I was at a disadvantage, especially after she seized the Helmet of Ares, the God of War.
She has entered Paradise Island openly. I don’t know what made my mother crazy enough to acknowledge her identity. Now I have to bear great pressure even when I go home..."
“Too weak!”
Queen of Justice scolded:
"This is not how Diana Prince should think. Get up! Follow me!"
She pulled out the replica inspection axe and put it behind her back, then said to Wonder Woman:
"Sister will take you to find a place to fight, so that the inferior product can also experience the pain of being humiliated. By the way, let me teach you how to control the divinity of war.
You're always trying to separate Diana Prince from Wonder Woman, but you don't realize that you're always fighting against the source of your own power.
I'm not saying that you are too weak in this world.
When did this timid mentality start? "
Facing the questioning of the Queen of Justice, Diana hesitated for a moment, probably because she felt that there was no need to hide anything in front of her other self, so she answered honestly:
"I wasn't like this before. Ever since Mason left me with a psychological trauma, I feel uneasy every time I face these things."
"Ah, Mason again!"
The Queen clenched her fists and said:
“After I teach the War Queen a lesson for you, the three of us can discuss how to deal with Mason. That little guy is so arrogant with the Black Death Sword in his hand that even I… ahem, it’s nothing. Facing failure head-on can make you stronger.
Walk!
Go to Paradise Island first, meet your mom, and then beat up the bastard who bullied you. By the way, how is the dad in this world?
Is he still sealed under the Hell Gate on Paradise Island?"
"ah?"
Diana's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She widened her eyes and said:
"What dad? Weren't we molded from the magical clay of Mount Olympus by Mother and Zeus?"
"Oh, you don't know yet?"
The Queen of Justice curled her lips, shook her head and said:
"Not with Zeus, but with Hades. Our mother was nominally Zeus's lover, but in fact she also had an affair with Hades. As for our birth, it was because Zeus drank too much at a banquet one night, and our mother had a sudden idea to create us when she was having a tryst with Hades... Well, I think I understand why you always look so weak.
In this world, you seem to have some misunderstandings about your own life experience, and you stubbornly believe that your power only comes from Zeus.
No!
No.
Death is also one of your sources of power... Why do you have that expression? Are you unhappy about having two fathers and two sources of power?"
Diana covered her face and cried out:
"No, nothing, it's just that the image of my mother collapsed in my heart, that's all."
"Don't worry, it's no big deal."
The Queen of Justice patted her other self on the shoulder and said:
"We are descended from the Greek pantheon. Don't dwell too much on your origins. It's easy to find the truth that will destroy your worldview. For example, aren't you curious why Hephaestus always helps us repair our weapons for free and enthusiastically?
Do you think that cripple would be so kind?
Walk!
I will tell you these old stories slowly on the way, I hope your heart is big enough to bear it all. "
…
Ding Dong
The sound of the communicator in the office made Mason look up. He put down the pen in his hand and took a look at the source of the communication signal. He found that it came from Tony No. 7, so he asked him to stand up immediately.
The other party did not send a communication request, only one sentence:
"Meet immediately! It's an emergency."
Very few words.
This fully demonstrates the magnitude of the matter.
Mason quickly left the office and went through the World Gate to the secret contact point he and Tony No. 7 had agreed on last time. At the same time, he was thinking in his mind that the research results on the world fusion theoretical model might have come out.
This is exactly what I need most right now.
My own impact response plan still lacks some theoretical support. Without this, the various means at hand cannot be well integrated together.
It's like a pile of unfamiliar parts placed in front of you. Without the blueprint, even if you have a pair of skillful hands, you won't be able to put them together perfectly.
Although Mason's manufacturing industry is close to metaphysics, it is ultimately based on science and not just a matter of thinking.
This is really a pity.
"Shua"
His voice passed through the starlight veil and appeared in a garden world.
This is one of the nearly one hundred peaceful worlds carefully protected by the Council of Hope. There are no large-scale supernatural forces here. It maintains a prosperous and stable social system and eliminates all destabilizing factors.
Everyone has his or her own work and tasks, just like a well-oiled large machine, constantly injecting strength into the Hope Council.
Judging from the stable situation of these garden worlds alone, the existence of the Council does not seem to be a bad thing. Hundreds of billions of ordinary lives continue to exist under their management, and there is no need to worry about impacts and doomsday situations.
He is as happy as Truman living on a movie set.
"A glass of 'Dune Sunset'."
Mason walked into a small roadside bar, sat at the bar and said something to the bartender in front of him who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with large tattoos on her arms and upper body.
The latter's face darkened as soon as he saw Mason.
She scolded:
"Wade didn't come with you? You better not bring him with you!"
"Calm down, Emma."
Mason sighed and said to the young bartender in front of him:
“I’m not here to expose your hidden identity, and you don’t have to worry that I will send your news to Utopia to Silver Fox. Didn’t I tell you last time?
I am the child of another White Queen, so technically I have to call you mother."
"Don't! I'm only two years older than you."
Emma Frost, who was hiding in the garden world, was the young White Queen who was tricked out of Utopia by Wade. She rubbed the goose bumps on her arms and complained to Mason:
“I’m not the White Queen, and I have no intention of becoming one in my lifetime. I have no interest in anything you’re planning. I think it’s fine for me to be a bartender here.
My boyfriend will be here soon, and I don't want him to see me with you, who is tall, strong and handsome. It would be hard to explain and would cause him a lot of psychological pressure.
Are you here to meet someone?
Let’s go to the box inside.
You are a 'big shot' now. Although the Council has not officially issued a warrant for your arrest, if the patrols see you, my bar will no longer be open."
"Okay, thanks, 'little mom'."
Mason said jokingly as he walked towards the private room on the second floor of the tavern, causing the young version of the White Queen to roll her eyes, and soon an orange cocktail was brought to him.
However, the guy who served the wine was not a waiter but a gorgeously dressed blonde.
The latter sat opposite Mason in a charming manner, holding her handbag. She looked around and threw a lighter on the table to form an electromagnetic field covering the two of them to prevent eavesdropping. Then she clicked her watch to make her optical camouflage disappear.
"Is it necessary to be so careful?"
Mason took a sip of wine and said to Tony No. 7 in front of him:
"You're not a dangerous 'felon' like me. No one should be tracking a highly respected scientist like you, right?"
"The situation in Fox Nest has changed recently."
Tony No. 7 did not explain much, but simply said in a brief tone:
"The higher-ups have issued a death order requiring us to produce results in the fourth attack, perhaps because the infighting among the directors has spread like wildfire.
They urgently need a major event to divert everyone's attention and reunite the team. In short, all research groups are under great pressure recently. My absence without reason is dangerous enough, and I can't stay here any longer."
"So you asked me out because the last commission has come to fruition?"
Mason nodded and asked:
“Has the data model been made?”
"Well, I'm glad I did it."
Tony shook his head, took out a hard drive from his bag and handed it to Mason, who took it and connected it to a portable reader, which was optically projected in front of his eyes for viewing.
But after reading a few pages, Mason frowned.
He said to Tony Seven:
"The model analysis results are so different? Is it a mistake?"
"I'd like to tell you that it was our miscalculation that caused the theoretical result to differ so much from the actual parameters, but unfortunately, Tony's army repeated the calculation three times using six other methods and came to the same conclusion."
Tony No. 7 lit a cigarette irritably, and as the smoke rose, he said:
"If we take the maximum external pressure that two newly merged Earths can withstand as a standard value, defined as 1, then when the impact reaches the second stage, the minimum instantaneous pressure generated by the squeezing of the two planes is 12.
This is why the world integration that Utopia carried out during the Third Impact was instantly crushed after entering the Second Stage, just like two ants holding hands and preparing to withstand the full force of a giant.
It is absolutely not feasible in theory.
According to Tony's bold hypothesis, we need to expand the fusion range to two galaxies in order to barely withstand the entire process of plane compression.
But this sample size is too large.
Even if the Fox Nest's equipment cannot calculate the subsequent reactions and theoretical models, I don't think Team K has the power to conquer six galaxies in the next twenty days."
Mason fell silent.
He looked at the complicated models, experimental processes, and data in front of him. After a moment, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said:
"But you didn't write a sentence at the end of your conclusion telling me to give up, so I guess, Tony, you'll at least give me a suggestion, right?"
"Well, there are indeed ways to improve it."
Tony No. 7 blew out a smoke ring and said:
"But it's very risky. It may put you under more external pressure, and I can't guarantee that it will work. Do you remember that you want to intercept the timeline of the Speed Force Matrix as a backup if the impact response plan fails?
Tony's team also conducted theoretical verification of this plan, and it was proved to be feasible. By adjusting the internal parameters of the Speed Force Matrix, the speed at which the intercepted timeline is broken can be greatly slowed down, and even a theory of a continuously circulating near-perpetual time loop can be extended from this.
But that’s not the point.
The point is that when Mr. Fantastic No. 4, codenamed 'Ultimate Reed', was conducting an improvement experiment on the Speed Force Matrix at a low level, he accidentally discovered another use of the Speed Force.
This force that is higher than reality and is not affected by any physical laws will create a "space-time wormhole" that exists for a short period of time when it is first introduced into a parallel dimension where the speed force does not exist.
It is like a hole opened on the edge of an internally self-consistent system. This strange hole that cannot be explained by the laws of physics will take at least ten to fifteen days to disappear.
This is only when the amount of speed force input is relatively small."
At this point, Tony No. 7 put out the cigarette in Mason's glass. He scratched his messy hair and said to the captain who was staring at him:
"This is what I want to tell you. You have a speedster in your hand, so find a few more! Modify the cosmic treadmill, starting from one of the planes in your hand, and 'open holes' towards other planes! Use these space-time wormholes to connect as many planes as possible before the impact occurs...
Do you know why you do this?"
Mason stroked his chin, and after a few seconds he replied:
"Use this method to break the Hope Council's monopoly on interdimensional communication and contact. The space-time rifts opened by the Speed Force can allow life to travel freely. Are you planning to use this method to relieve pressure in advance?"
"Yes! De-stress in advance! This phrase is very vivid."
Tony No. 7 waved his hands and said:
"If it is impossible to change the terrifying pressure generated by the squeezing of the two planes when the impact occurs, let each of them enter the pressure relief process in advance, so that all the internal pressures existing in the two and even the entire system can be shared to reach a balanced level.
In this way, when the impact occurs, the pressure of the collision between the two planes will be greatly reduced.
According to our calculations, as long as the time wormhole is large enough to evenly distribute the internal pressure of the two colliding planes, the pressure exerted on the earth during the collision can be reduced to below the standard value of 4.
Although it will still crush the earth, at least it won't happen instantly. With the help of other means, the world can be integrated and the next step can become a reality.
Although I don't know what means you are going to use to assist, I believe you will find it.
This is the only feasible solution we can offer , Mason, if you don't intend to change your plan at the last minute, then hurry back and prepare."
"Drilling a big hole in this parallel plane system that is on the verge of a universe change is no different from swinging a hammer at a load-bearing wall in a dilapidated building."
Mason rubbed his brow and said:
"While I can imagine the benefits of doing this, it will definitely cause a huge mess... You're suggesting that I create a big mess to solve another problem. That's a really good idea for me, Tony the Genius."
