Chapter 3918

In the S. H. I. E. L. D. Director's office, Nick stroked the small black cat in his arms while saying, "Of course, I fully understand your thoughts. But this matter really isn't something I can decide on my own. If you really want to go, I can help you ask..."

Just at this moment, Stark rushed in hurriedly. Coulson behind him couldn't stop him at all and could only stand at the door with a helpless look, giving Nick a wink.

"Doom, what are you doing at S. H. I. E. L. D.? You haven't created some dangerous item again, have you?"

"Doom considers your judgment to be complete nonsense. You have been blinded by one-sided and narrow-minded prejudice," said Doctor Doom, who was shrouded in a black robe. "Doom simply requires an invitation to Battleworld."

Stark was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Doctor Doom apparently didn't have an invitation to Battleworld. He remembered that at the time, he had even asked Schiller what the criteria were for issuing invitations; the other party had only spoken in very general terms, and it seemed Doom met all of them.

However, he could roughly guess why Doom wasn't included: this guy was simply too good at pulling off universe-level stunts. At that time, Battleworld hadn't been open for long, and many things were still in testing; it couldn't withstand too strong an impact.

A single Doctor Doom could pull off a single-universe-level stunt; if so many Doctor Dooms gathered together, what would happen if they blew up Battleworld? By the same logic, Reed Richards and Pym were also not allowed in.

Some time ago, Doctor Doom had been busy with the faster-than-light engine over in the Himalayas, and Latvia and Great Ming were also getting cozy. Making the Earth fly was more important than anything else, so he hadn't had time to pay attention to Battleworld. Now, he was probably free and wanted to get a ticket to go in and take a look.

Thinking that he had a ticket and the other party didn't, Stark immediately became smug. Just as he was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, Nick said slowly, "Actually, Battleworld has now opened an energy exchange system, which shows that the stability is already quite good. It is time to open the second batch of spots. If nothing unexpected happens, you and Reed should both be on the list, it's just that you might still need to wait for a while..."

"Doom requires an expedited process," Doom said.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Stark became suspicious again. He said, "That electronic life form wreaking havoc in the neighboring universe couldn't have something to do with you, could it? It wasn't invented by you, was it?!"

"Doom cannot invent something so weak," Doom shook his head and said. "However, Doom does indeed wish to travel to other worlds in order to capture that special life form."

"You actually know?" Stark crossed his arms and looked at him. "That is to say, this guy not only fought with Jarvis but also escaped from your hands. This is getting interesting."

"Yes, it did indeed escape from Doom's hands. However, at that time it was not yet able to survive within radio waves, but now it can. Doom suspects that its life form has undergone a qualitative change and has high research value. Doom needs to go and capture it."

Stark fell into thought. This guy had taken a turn through their universe, fought with Jarvis, and exchanged a few moves with Doctor Doom. Could it be updating itself through this method?

Electronic life forms always grow stronger when facing strong opponents, especially when encountering this kind of super electronic life form and mad scientists; the process of fighting them allows the other party to quickly update and iterate, thereby becoming stronger and more cunning.

That is to say, the fact that Batman couldn't deal with this guy now also had something to do with their own universe. If it hadn't been for the "leveling up" here first, the intensity over there probably wouldn't have been so high.

The only thing that made Stark somewhat puzzled was, where did this guy come from in the first place?

"It was once Ultron," Doom spoke again. "Doom dismantled its underlying files and discovered this name. It should have come from some universe, but it is no longer that now. It has evolved into something else."

"You said it has high research value?"

"Yes, Doom is currently conducting research on information flow conversion. A life form capable of surviving within radio waves has great reference value."

Neither Nick nor Coulson knew what information flow conversion was, but Stark knew it all too well. He said with a serious face, "I've said it before, this kind of concept is very dangerous. I didn't expect you still haven't given up."

"Any path is worth attempting," Doom said. "Combining science and magic is also very dangerous, but we succeeded. Someone must always lead the way for the next stage. Doom does not like cowards."

Stark pursed his lips and, for once, didn't refute him, though the expression on his face showed he still didn't agree. Nick asked with some curiosity, "What is information flow conversion?"

"Literal meaning: converting all of us into cosmic information flows, becoming part of radio waves, capable of uploading and downloading at any time, and also capable of using this method to perform cross-universe travel."

"Hiss..." Nick gasped. "You mean he wants to stuff us into a USB drive?"

Stark waved his hand: "It's not that safe."

"This is a last resort," Doom said. "Humanity must foresee that the universe will one day be destroyed. And once destruction arrives, all things will perish, and the magic defense network will also be unable to resist; only by converting the form of existence can one escape the disaster."

"Good heavens, when is the destruction of the universe even supposed to happen?" Nick couldn't help but exclaim.

"Doom and Doom's Chinese friend both believe that we should have a long-term vision and prepare early, so that when the unexpected arrives, we won't be caught in a panic. This is a long-term plan; using their calculation method, it will probably take 100 five-year plans."

"I always feel that with you around, the destruction of the universe isn't very far off," Stark said coldly.

"Doom considers this to be your narrow-minded prejudice..."

Just as the two were talking, a portal suddenly appeared in the air. Nick immediately hugged the cat in his hands tightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the figure of Strange.

This sigh of relief was still too early, because immediately following, a pitch-black figure walked out of the portal.

"Good heavens, Batman!" Nick hurriedly circled out from behind his desk, holding the cat in one hand and shaking hands with Batman with the other.

Stark stood to the side watching his performance and really couldn't help but roll his eyes. When he looked to the side, he found that Doom seemed to be rolling his eyes too, and he immediately felt that this damn mad scientist wasn't completely without redeeming qualities.

"Why did you come?" Nick asked. "If I had known you were going to visit S. H. I. E. L. D., I should have arranged a reception ceremony..."

"It's nothing, just some matters I'm not sure about, so I came specifically to ask," said the main universe Batman.

"What is the matter?"

"We have a President Batman over there who specifically requested you. Mr. Director, do you have the time?"

"Ah?" Nick was somewhat bewildered.

Strange nodded at him and then said somewhat helplessly, "It's just that there is a Batman over there who became president, and that invading electronic life form has been using his identity to hinder him. He needs a leader with more experience to help him carry out some economic regulation under a macro system..."

"So that's how it is." Nick breathed another sigh of relief. "Although I am very willing to help, after all, I am the Director of S. H. I. E. L. D...."

"Of course, I fully understand. As the leader of an important security department on Earth, Mr. Director not only has extremely high requirements for your own department but is also full of responsibility for multiverse security. Even if you really want to help a friendly nation, you must also ensure that your own duties don't run into problems; this is precisely a manifestation of a rigorous work style. Naturally, I don't wish to put you in a difficult position. Speaking of which, have you heard about the opening of Battleworld's energy exchange system?"

"I have heard a little about that; I wonder what your high opinion is, my lord?"

"As far as I know, some time ago, Mr. President inspected the Mount Olympus of his universe, expressed great dissatisfaction with the work attitude of the God King Zeus, and determined that the gods of Mount Olympus were an illegal association, taking measures to ban them on the spot. Of course, he also seized and sealed quite a bit of illegal property, among which was a golden apple tree, about 36 feet tall, with lush branches and leaves, laden with fruit, and 28 golden apples hanging on the branches..."

"God." The main universe Batman heard Nick exclaim. He had thought Nick was exclaiming at the boldness of the Arkham Batman, but then he immediately heard Nick say: "Has he inspected the work in Heaven yet? What is Jehovah's work attitude like? And Jesus?"

"This... the universe hasn't been destroyed, so that means it should be pretty good, right?"

"That's where you're wrong," Nick pursed his lips and said. "You also know that I have extremely strict requirements for the work level of my subordinates. No one in this world can complete their work perfectly, and God is the same—I mean, one can always pick out some faults, right? Has the woodland area of the Garden of Eden been inspected? Are there any environmental protection issues with the water body of Eden Lake? Have anti-drowning warning signs been installed? Does that snake that tempted Adam and Eve belong to legal breeding?"

The main universe Batman sighed in his heart. No wonder the Arkham Batman didn't want anyone else and specifically named the Director of S. H. I. E. L. D. If these two were to join forces, he wouldn't even dare to imagine what the Federation would become—God bless God.

"We can discuss these details later. So, have you agreed to take the position?"

"The compensation is easy to talk about, it's just the position..."

"Director of the National Security Agency."

Nick immediately revealed a smile. After a pause, he continued to ask: "Of course, I don't have any opinions about my colleagues, but if other departments don't cooperate with my work, I'm afraid that..."

"In that case, I have to introduce you to the newly appointed Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation," the main universe Batman sighed and said. "Schiller Rodriguez, you should have heard of him, right?"

Stark began to cough violently, drawing everyone's attention to him. He had to cover his mouth while waving his hand, signaling that he was fine.

"Of course, Director Rodriguez's work level is beyond doubt," Nick smiled with satisfaction, then asked again, "But there might be some problems in terms of intelligence work..."

"The Director of the Central Intelligence Agency was arrested some time ago for treason, and the name of the new director about to take office seems to be Natalia Alianovna Romanova."

Nick finally revealed a big smile, stepped forward, shook hands with the main universe Batman, and said: "With this, I can fully and easily unfold my work. Tell Mr. President that he can rest assured and leave national security to me; we are all of one mind, and the Federation will surely be united as one."

Stark and Doom behind him exchanged a glance. Doom stepped out first and said: "I believe this is a good time for Doom to travel to other universes. Mr. Director, Doom should go to this universe with you."

Stark immediately widened his eyes, looked at him, and lowered his voice: "Are you crazy? Why are you going there?"

"Doom is not crazy," Doom shook his head and said. "This universe has sufficient funding."

?? Doom's plan is successful.