Chapter 39 Another Star Core

　　Gun smoke and gunfire filled the sky, and the piercing roar echoed in every corner of the battlefield. People kept dying from flying stray bullets. He used a shield to break through all the enemy's defenses.

　　This is the most common scene on the battlefield. The swastika flag falls and the Stars and Stripes rises. The Nazis, deprived of all their weapons, are distraught. Some of them are stubborn and resist, while others kneel on the ground and cry and shout "Führer".

　　He captured a crazy-looking researcher in the enemy's research institute. At that time, he was holding a bronze box with ancient animal heads carved on it. It looked like a valuable cultural relic at most.

　　"There is still hope... the star core promises everything..." the researcher muttered to himself, accompanied by strange low laughter and sobs. He was breathing heavily and it seemed that he would faint in the next second.

　　At that time, Steve just thought that this pathetic guy was afraid to face the reality of defeat. He stepped forward to disarm the researcher and planned to hand over the bronze box with the carved animal heads to the museum.

　　And this is the beginning of all the tragedy.

　　The news that Beloberg was frozen in ice quickly spread throughout the military camp, along with the order from the superiors to find the bronze animal head box. The Yalilo people in the same team were crying, and Steve heard the voice of the devil inside while holding the box in the middle of the night.

　　The first thing he thought of was the Black Tower.

　　No matter whether God exists or not, no matter who holds the definition of justice, Steve Rogers, who has become the strongest man in the world, is still the brave and righteous Brooklyn boy in his heart.

　　He boarded the return flight alone. The only two people he contacted were Peggy and his boss. However, he still encountered a long-planned attack on the way home. The enemies, who were wearing the uniforms of the same camp, could not see their faces clearly and their eyes were as cold as iron.

　　So the plane crashed on the Arctic ice, taking with it all the enemies and the information in the research institute. He held the bronze box tightly in his arms and did not surrender to the devil until the moment of darkness.

　　"Star core?" Batman asked. He was very familiar with that thing, but Beloberg spent decades to create the inhibitor, so why was the star core sealed from the beginning?

　　Or, where did the star core come from?

　　Of course, Steve didn't know the answers to these questions. Now that he remembered the cause and effect, it turned out that the traitor was between Peggy and his boss, but seventy years had passed and it was unknown whether those people were still alive.

　　"Interesting, are you sure that the box is made of bronze?" Heita's voice came, and this time her image turned into a lavender bird, with a screen floating beside her.

　　"So it's related to that country?" Clark thought of the ancient empire across the sea, which was once so glorious and brilliant in history, but now there is no news except for the turmoil more than two hundred years ago.

　　During that turmoil, the largest tsunami in history broke out in the Pacific Ocean, and seas around the world were also affected. There was even a rumor at the time that a pirate saw a sky full of flying lights under the moon, and the sea water froze into ice that did not melt for a long time.

　　From then on, the people of Atlantis were forced to cut off contact with the populations in the Pacific Ocean. Many bronze and ceramic products were washed out by the sea water and drifted to various places along the ocean currents, becoming the only evidence for historians studying the history of flower cultivation.

　　The greatest empire and the oldest country in human history is now shrouded in mystery, and the entire history of human development is missing the most important part. It missed the Renaissance, the Age of Discovery, and is basically about to miss the present.

　　It's strange that before Heita mentioned that country, almost no one had ever paid attention to such a large fog on the earth, just like Beloberg that had been frozen for many years.

　　"If I'm not mistaken, it's not bronze, but advanced technology disguised as bronze. It's in line with their habits. Everything is done in accordance with tradition, and a hundred years pass by like a single day."

　　As a genius, Heita was not looking down on them, but simply complaining about these guys' conservative ideas. However, she revealed too many meanings. First and foremost, the most important thing was that she had a close connection with that mysterious country.

　　"Are these star cores related to the Flower Country?" Batman summed up the key points, but the information was still too little to be certain, and -

　　"What do you mean by a hundred years passing by like a single day?"

　　This sentence has many meanings. It is possible that the Black Tower is just complaining about the rigidity and staleness of the flower-growing society, or it may be that the Black Tower thinks that they are developing too slowly and are not much different from a hundred years ago. However, Batman intuitively chose the most outrageous answer:

　　"Are all flower growers elves? Can they live for hundreds of years?"

　　As he spoke, he found it unbelievable himself, but a sufficiently ridiculous answer could help stimulate the other person to tell the truth, and it was a useful rhetoric tactic.

　　Black Tower just smiled in an ambiguous way, neither denying nor admitting. She said, "The flower-growing people have been secluded from the world for a long time. There is at least a 99% chance that they will not easily interfere in the mortal world. The star cores that have been circulated are probably only the ones from 200 years ago."

　　How could they have created such a high-tech sealer two hundred years ago? The people of Flower Country must be aliens, right? How did they develop so much after being separated from the world?

　　(Wakanda: Isn't it easy to develop science off-world?)

　　The four of them wanted to ask more about the Flower-Growing Country. After all, every piece of information from Heita's mouth could be sold at a sky-high price in the historical community. However, Heita seemed to have signed some contract, and what she had said was the minimum.

　　Since the mysterious ancient empire is quiet for the time being, let's put it aside for now. The most important thing now is how to dig out Captain America.

　　"Black Tower, could you please locate Steve?" Clark had a very good impression of Captain America. The two of them had such a good compatibility. Besides, Captain America was the childhood dream of all little boys.

　　"Hehe, just in time. Fu Li's appearance has given me a lot of data. He is indeed the Star God in charge of [Memory]. He knows more than all the people combined. Come out. I need to upgrade the simulated universe."

　　"Wait, what will become of me?" Steve asked anxiously.

　　"You were already sleeping, and now you're just continuing to sleep. Relax, maybe the next time you open your eyes you'll see the real sun."

　　Heita said as he pressed the exit button for everyone.

　　Clark woke up from his dream and found himself still standing there.

　　"Awake? If you are awake, get out. I'm busy and don't have time to play house with you." The puppet in the black tower looked up at the tall man, then quickly lowered his head and concentrated on fiddling with the data in his hand.

　　After getting the promise that Steve would be found, Superman was kicked out of the Black Tower office. Before leaving, he took pictures of other genius club members in the office with his camera.

　　The celebration downstairs was still going on. After getting the promise that they could come back, the elderly staff finally made up their trembling determination to go home. Clark hung up the call with the Flash and answered the call with Batman.

　　"It's me, b, what's wrong?"

　　The android standing aside looked at the human wearing black-framed glasses with curiosity.

　　"Yes, I'm still in the space station."

　　Is he his relative or friend? Or maybe his superior? The android lady who is learning from humans and trying to become human speculated.

　　"It's finished. It's all finished."

　　What did he finish writing? Was it homework? Could it be that this human was a student who came here to study, and there was only one place in the department for him, and he wanted to stay in the space station with everyone's expectations on his shoulders?

　　"I'll try to ask Miss Estelle's opinion, but I'm afraid they'll be more inclined to the people in the company..."

　　It's so pitiful. It's really hard to stay here. Compared with him, I'm so lucky. I was born in the space station! The android thought excitedly and cast a pitying look at Superman.

　　Superman, who had no idea that the space station even had technology like androids, was still talking to Batman, "Fly over the Earth and try to plant some flowers? We've tried that before, just like Beloberg, but we were teleported out for unknown reasons the moment we got there."

　　It's as weird as the long-standing Bermuda Triangle.

　　"Do you suspect that the flower-growing artifacts in the museum are actually products of advanced technology? Then you should ask Diana, who works in a museum in France. Don't you have any collections from the flower-growing country in your manor?"

　　It's a pity that Miss Bionic has left because she couldn't bear to listen any more, otherwise she would definitely put this guy on the blacklist together with the guy who blew up the cabin and flew over the space station.

　　"Those are all fake. Obviously, someone stole them, and Catwoman is a big suspect." Batman sat in the Batcave, looking at the pile of lifelike replicas of bottles and jars in front of him.

　　"I thought she would only be interested in gems. It's not that cultural relics are not beautiful, but she should prefer shiny things." Superman's voice came from the headset, along with the background music of the space station.

　　"But someone will hire Selina with gems. She is the only one who is most familiar with the layout of my house. She once sneaked into Wayne Manor and stole my mother's pearl necklace."

　　What a brilliant achievement, thought Tim as he sat in front of the Batcomputer. He finished organizing today's criminal profile and chatted with Dick in the chat box.

　　"Hey, have you seen Catwoman?" he asked.

　　"We've met a few times. What's wrong, Tibao?" Nightwing stood in the night breeze of Bludhaven, observing his own city. His tight-fitting uniform wrapped around his sexy body, and two kari sticks were pressed tightly behind him.

　　"Bruce suspects Catwoman has stolen the flower-growing artifacts from the manor." A line of small words appeared on the hidden chat device on his wrist.

　　"You mean the ceramic vase in the collection room? It's beautiful, but it's not Catwoman's cup of tea. Given her relationship with Bruce, he probably won't care about this little loss."

　　Tim looked at the words that Nightwing typed in code and replied, "Those are things from 200 years ago. They are at least priceless. But you are right. Bruce shouldn't care about these things."

　　"That means one thing," Dick's chat interface showed that he was typing, and Tim also typed out his response. They said in the window at the same time -

　　“This is a new case.”