Marvel’s Superman

"Before this, can you get dressed first?"

Seeing Howard's impatient look, Luke glanced at the open nightgown, which was empty and almost unobstructed.

I'm going to find Malena to wash her eyes again tonight.

he thought so.

"It doesn't matter! Einstein could still attend MIT lectures even in his pajamas. The light of wisdom is far more important than the cloak that covers the flesh."

Howard is in high spirits, whether it's because he just finished his morning workout, or because he can't wait to show Luke his latest results.

"I finally know why those French literati like to go to brothels. You just slept with a woman, and even talking became so sour. If you slept a few more times, wouldn't it be Shakespeare."

Luke teased, but did not reject Howard's invitation.

This holiday estate in the west of Long Island has prepared a basic version of the underground laboratory because it often comes over.

Howard isn't short of money anyway, and this guy always comes in handy when he's bursting with inspiration or is desperate to do some research.

And, according to him, sometimes his mind goes blank and he brings women who hang out here.

While watching those complex calculation formulas, doing some kind of intense exercise is more likely to stimulate thinking and sparks.

Luke says he doesn't believe even a single punctuation mark.

"Haven't you thought about sorting it out?"

Walking into the underground laboratory, he asked.

Compared with his son's futuristic high-tech private laboratory, Iron Man's father's workplace is much simpler.

A long metal oval table, on which are all kinds of calculation papers, as well as various tools in a mess.

Four leftover pizza boxes, five or six cups of Fat House Happy Water, and plenty of coffee.

Howard may not be lying, as you can tell from the smell of household waste, that he is really staying in the lab these days.

"Only in this messy state can I find the tools I want to use. If it is cleaned up and placed neatly, I may not be able to work properly."

Howard waved his hand. This is a personal habit. Jarvis, the housekeeper who occasionally comes to take care of him, has long been accustomed to it.

Behind him are two simple stretchable whiteboards, densely written with a large number of formulas, and the knowledge involved is enough to make people dizzy.

Luke glanced at it and asked curiously, "Are you going to use palladium as an energy core?"

"You actually understand? Well, it's not surprising that anything incredible happens to Superman, it seems so normal."

Howard said with a contrived expression, and then continued: "I participated in the Manhattan Project before, and Oppenheimer studied nuclear fission, which uses a chain reaction to release terrifying energy."

"Although I am an arms dealer, I am not interested in uncontrollable lethal weapons, and there are enough geniuses in that field that there is no need to squeeze one in."

"So you set your sights on nuclear fusion?"

Luke took over the conversation and picked up a scribbled design drawing.

In terms of ideas, it is already quite the prototype of a tokamak thermonuclear fusion reactor.

In terms of appearance, it looks a bit like the big guy who was later placed in the Stark Industrial weapons research and development department.

Iron Man Tony Stark, inspired by it, developed a scaled-down version of the Ark reactor.

"That's right! The fuels used in nuclear fusion are deuterium and tritium, and deuterium is abundant in seawater. There is about one deuterium atom for every 6,500 hydrogen atoms, and the total amount of deuterium in seawater is about 45 trillion tons."

Howard snapped his fingers and having a chat partner who could understand what he was saying was the best thing in the world.

"The deuterium contained in each liter of seawater is completely fused, and the fusion energy released is equivalent to the energy of 300 liters of gasoline fuel. Calculated based on the energy consumed by the world, the fusion energy of deuterium in seawater can be used for tens of billions of years. Therefore, as long as I Solving the problem of nuclear fusion is equivalent to solving the problem of world energy!"

Luke, who kept up with the rhythm, nodded and said with a smile: "Even the Atlanteans, who are marine civilizations, have not overcome the technical difficulties. Where do you get your confidence?"

The reaction requirements and technical requirements of nuclear fusion technology are very high, and controllable nuclear fusion is even more troublesome.

Of course, that's just for the real world Luke used to be in.

There is no scientific barrier in the Marvel Universe at all. As long as a genius has an idea, he will soon be able to come up with a finished product that is close to black technology.

One of the representatives is none other than Mr. Fantastic Reed Richards.

"Because I am the genius of the Stark family."

Howard touched the moustache and said proudly.

"Say something serious."

Luke rolled his eyes at each other, narcissism and genius are really Stark's family heritage.

"Okay, after I've driven the Nautilus back to New York from the Atlantic Ocean, I've started experimenting with various cores that release energy."

Howard coughed twice and said solemnly, "Maybe it was a revelation from God that I discovered palladium. It is the No. 46 chemical element. It is a metal and has excellent catalytic properties."

"I used palladium to electrolyze heavy water, and I observed unusually high energy yields and measured neutron and tritium yields."

"What does this mean? If I use palladium as an energy core, make a large annular vacuum chamber, wrap coils around the outside, push an electric current to generate a huge helical magnetic field inside, and heat the plasma inside it to high temperatures— - to achieve the effect of nuclear fusion."

Howard danced with excitement, an astonishing discovery for him and an exciting breakthrough study for the world.

"The details still need to be considered. Such as stability, energy loss, and how to apply... These are issues that cannot be ignored."

Luke thought for a moment before answering.

Howard is indeed a veritable genius, who easily overcame a major difficulty across the ages.

"You're right, I just made a rough framework, and there's still a lot to fill in it."

After the excitement, Howard finally regained his calm thinking.

"Didn't the U.S. military have a 'paperclip project'? SHIELD recruited so many German scientists, found a few people related to nuclear energy physics, and formed a team, what do you think?"

"There is no problem with this. But the Soviet Union vigorously developed the nuclear industry and took away a group of people long ago. The remaining... elites, you may not like it."

Luke shrugged, knowing that Howard was very demanding of researchers.

In the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. at this stage, only Bolivar Teslak and Dr. Zola can be considered to be in Howard's eyes.

"Wait, I have a good candidate! Last time I was at the Atomic Energy Commission's celebration party, I met a... Soviet scientist."

Howard frowned, trying to recall: "His name is... Anton Vanke! I heard that he defected from the Soviet Union and once presided over an important project."

"We talked about research on nuclear fission and nuclear fusion. He is barely a junior member of the genius club, and he may be a good helper."

Luke blinked, the grievances between the Stark and Anton families, this is the beginning?

"Okay, I'll go find someone from the Atomic Energy Commission."

He nodded in agreement, paused for a moment, and asked meaningfully, "Howard, have you ever thought about reducing the size of the reactor as the core energy source for some kind of weapon?"

"for example?"

"Like...power armor."