Chapter 1857

"I swear by my professional knowledge level, this is absolutely not a biological virus." Pym's voice came intermittently from the intercom, and he said: "I am using equipment to record the data of this virus. Soon you will know what I mean."

About ten minutes later, Pym returned to the size of a normal person. He adjusted the equipment on his armor, waved at the two Spider-Men, and said: "Return to my universe. I will explain to you what this virus is in the laboratory."

The two Spider-Men were just about to leave when the local Spider-Man of this universe also chased after them. Finally, it was decided that this universe would also send Spider-Man as a representative to go to other universes to figure out what was going on with this virus.

Three Spider-Men followed Dr. Pym and left, returning to the laboratory in Pym's hometown. Dr. Pym developed Pym particles in this laboratory and at the same time completed the set of armor that should have been used to assassinate superheroes.

Pym transmitted the collected data into the computer and then performed analysis, detection, and mapping. To show the appearance and function of the virus more intuitively, Pym made a holographic perspective view.

When the three-dimensional holographic image emerged from the center of the experimental table, the three Spider-Men let out an exclamation at the same time.

It was a standard regular dodecahedron. The prism was composed of mechanical tubes emitting faint light. In the center, binary algorithms filled with 0s and 1s kept flashing, and occasionally some scattered images would flash by, just like the pictures seen by the human eye.

One didn't even need much professional knowledge to see that this thing was definitely man-made, and it wasn't a virus in the direction of biology and chemistry, but was closer to mechanical engineering and microscopic construction, full of the beauty of mechanical design.

Pym cleared his throat, turned his head to look at the group of people waiting in front of the experimental table. Besides the three Spider-Men, there were also Nick and Hope of this universe. Not long after, Iron Man of this universe also appeared outside the door.

"My God!" Stark let out an exclamation as soon as he saw the holographic image: "Who made this? What does he want to do? Mechanize the entire Earth?"

"Mr. Stark, do you recognize this thing?" One of the Spider-Men asked anxiously.

"This is some kind of computing module." Stark looked at the holographic image while touching his chin and said: "You can understand it this way: the computing power of a single computer is limited, so we will network many computers to improve the computing power of the computer, thereby solving some work that requires a large amount of calculation."

"But you also know that the Stark Group is a commercial company. I can't take all the computers to do my calculations, at least not on the surface. The board of directors will go crazy."

"Wait." A certain Spider-Man heard a clue and said with eyes wide open: "Not on the surface, which is to say, it can be done in secret?"

"It can't be considered in secret either." Stark immediately raised his voice and retorted: "All the computers in the company were bought with my money. So what if I occupy a little memory?"

"My God, Mr. Stark, you wouldn't use this thing to hack into all the computers and let them provide you with computing power support, would you? You sound like an evil villain!" Spider-Man screamed.

Stark waved his hand and said: "Of course I wouldn't do that. The main thing is that I would be discovered by Pepper. Don't you know how shrewd she is? So this thing is still just a blueprint for me."

"But I didn't expect that someone really made it." Stark touched his temples and sighed: "Alright, I didn't make it, and there are two main reasons."

"One is that I don't need such a large amount of calculation. Even if I build an Iron Man suit, I can calculate many things by brain. The computer is just used to run program code."

"The second is that this thing is a bit tasteless. Think about it, how big is the gap between Stark's supercomputer and an ordinary home computer? I spent a lot of effort to build this thing, and the computing power I can steal is only a drop in the bucket. It's not necessary, so this is just a hypothesis."

"Wait." Another Spider-Man said: "Have you tried to turn it into a biological weapon?"

"What does biological weapon mean?" Stark tightened the muscles around his eyes and said: "Bacterial warfare or something? The Stark Group basically doesn't do biochemical research. We only do thermal weapons."

"Someone compressed this kind of computing module to the nano-level and made it into a virus that can spread, infecting almost all the Earths in three universes." Pym explained.

Stark gasped.

His expression immediately became serious. He stared at the holographic image and was silent for a long time. The Spider-Man who knew Stark relatively well saw that the most genius brain in this universe was working at full capacity at this time.

"It's not impossible." Stark gave a conclusion, and then he flew to the other side of the experimental table, took paper and pen, and said while drawing: "The computing module I designed before wasn't a completely electronic virus either. That thing was too easy to be discovered and too easy to be cleared."

"You can understand the blueprint of the computing module I designed before as a robot, except that compared to a virus installed in a USB flash drive, it will grow legs and run by itself, and its mobility is stronger, and physical intrusion is not easy to be resisted."

"In my hypothesis, the target of the invasion is the computer. If the object is changed to the human brain, then the principle is the same, but due to the fragility of the human body, this thing is naturally the smaller the better."

"Then developing a nano-robot for brain invasion became the most feasible plan."

"As everyone knows, the brain is the most precise and mysterious organ of the human body, but in my opinion, the brain is nothing more than a computer with a different operating method, and the utilization rate of their brains by ordinary people... is a pile of dog shit."

"Mr. Stark!" The three Spider-Men raised their voices in unison.

Stark rolled his eyes, turned his fingers outward, and said: "You can't just because I said an obvious fact... alright, boys, I'll change the way I say it. They have a lot of room for improvement in the utilization rate of their brains. Then the part they don't use for the time being will become the spare memory of the computer and be used by nano-robots."

"It's still the two questions I mentioned." Stark stretched out two fingers and said: "First, what exactly does the other party need to do to need such a large amount of computing power? This isn't the population of a region or a country, but all humans on the Earths of three whole universes, and even all intelligent life."

"The computing power their brains can provide together is unimaginable, but it seems the other party still feels it's not enough. This is no longer the standard of mechanizing the Earth; this is the standard of mechanizing the entire universe."

"And, this kind of computing module is indeed very similar to my previous blueprint. If it were just invading computers, I could build it, but I don't have the corresponding biological invasion technology."

Stark sighed, but still said truthfully: "If I have to say what weaknesses the Stark Group has, we aren't good at biology and chemistry. The group development plan says to build a biochemical laboratory, but it's hard to find a scientist like me who can support a discipline alone."

Suddenly one of the Spider-Men stood out and said: "I remember the Osborn Group is relatively good at biochemistry, right?"

Stark curled his lips and didn't say anything. Everyone cast their eyes on Nick. Nick had already taken out his phone, walked out while making a phone call, and said: "... Contact Mr. Osborn and say that S. H. I. E. L. D. has a job that needs his cooperation."

When old Osborn was brought over, his expression was very serious. Nick, who was experienced in observing words and colors, saw something wrong immediately. He reached out and knocked on the table beside old Osborn and said: "Mr. Osborn, I think our agents have already emphasized the importance of this matter to you. The destruction that this kind of nano-virus will cause is self-evident. If there is any intelligence you know but don't say, S. H. I. E. L. D. has the right to pursue responsibility."

The expression on old Osborn's face was more like shock and suspicion. He looked back at Stark and then looked at the three Spider-Men standing there. He gently touched the watch on his wrist and said: "Alright, I know I can't hide it from your eyes, but what I'm going to say next is the secret of the Osborn Group. If it's known by law enforcement agencies other than you, I also have the right to pursue your responsibility."

"No one cares about the shitty things in your group." Stark said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, say it quickly."

"Not long ago, the Osborn Group got an alien life." Old Osborn said something shocking.

Everyone's eyes widened.

"I conducted preliminary research on him and found that this is a rather peculiar particle life form. They don't have a fixed body structure like humans. The particles that make them up are constantly changing. According to my preliminary inference, they are a parasitic life form."

Old Osborn turned back again, cast his gaze on the holographic projection, and said: "The structure left on the outer layer of this thing reminds me of the factors I saw on them. It's here, these spiral-shaped patterns..."

Several people leaned over to look, and then they saw some tiny messy patterns on the outside of the prism tube of the regular dodecahedron, and it looked completely different from the overall mechanical structure style. It was clearly an organic structure.

"Where is the alien creature you caught?" Stark asked.

Old Osborn immediately revealed a vigilant expression, but the next second a black shadow flashed behind him. With a "bang", Nick knocked him out and reached out to support the falling old Osborn, saying: "The president of the Osborn Group was attacked by an alien life. S. H. I. E. L. D. arrived in time to save him and, due to the special nature of the attack, sent him to the S. H. I. E. L. D. hospital for observation."

"I now order the investigation team to go to the Osborn Group office to investigate and capture the dangerous alien life. Go, you must not let the evil alien creature hurt more people."

Three Spider-Men and one Iron Man set off without stopping. When they arrived at the entrance of the Osborn Group, S. H. I. E. L. D. and FBI agents were already setting up a blockade, and there were quite a few reporters arranged on the periphery taking pictures constantly.

Seeing this situation, several superheroes in uniforms chose to take the window. Iron Man rushed into the Osborn Group's office in a grand manner. After a while, Spider-Man pretended to arrive. Just when everyone was sighing about whether this alien life was particularly difficult to deal with, the other two Spider-Men secretly slipped in from the back of the building.

On the way to the laboratory, Spider-Man from the central universe proposed: "I know what the alien life captured by the Osborn Group is. We call them Symbiotes. They are the Klyntar race living on Klyntar. In our universe, their home planet is in jeopardy, and now they have chosen to coexist with human civilization."

"You mean they are a kind of intelligent life?"

"Yes, so I'll communicate later... Venom! Venom! I'm here to pick you up! Is Wade okay?!"