Chapter 163: Only children make choices, I want them all!

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

Several weeks had passed since the Ancient One appeared.

During these few weeks, various countries had tested the Ancient One in the Himalayas in various ways.

The Ancient One had also been very cooperative with these testing efforts; no matter the method, there had not been a single casualty event to date.

All soldiers who entered the restricted area were directly teleported to the border, and those who entered with hidden identities were no exception.

"Come, come, come, let's try this one last time!"

Near the border designated by the Ancient One, a group of scientists pushed a large excitation device to the top of the mountain, aiming the top of the exciter toward the other side.

Beside this group of scientists, Rogers accompanied the temporary representatives of various countries on this matter, waiting for the final result.

"How much longer will it take? It's been almost a month already, we don't have enough time!" Rogers was burning with anxiety. The matter of the space fleet was imminent, but the international community had not yet been able to fully unify their thinking.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let's watch first." A middle-aged man soothed Rogers' emotions.

Really, don't be anxious. There were plenty of people more anxious than you, but without thorough verification, no one dared to give the order for full-scale cooperation.

Many people were worried about whether this was just a repeat of an incident from decades ago.

The final test officially began!

The Tesseract inside the exciter began to rotate under the irradiation of high-energy rays, and blue energy diffused from it, gathering all the way along the accelerator's pipeline to the launch point.

Brilliant blue light shot out from the top, extending a portal in front of everyone. This was an application method further deduced by multinational scientists based on S. H. I. E. L. D.'s research data.

"Teleportation position located!"

"Portal has reached a stable state!"

"Exciter energy ray output is stable!"

"..."

With one report after another, Rogers sighed and waited quietly on the side.

During this period, everyone had used various methods to try to stop the Tesseract's teleportation function, but as long as the target point was set correctly, things could always be sent there accurately.

No matter how far apart the distance was, and no matter whether the destination was covered by a huge lead block, the final result was the same.

The few times it went wrong were also confirmed in subsequent verifications to be due to problems in the preliminary work, not the Tesseract's fault.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. Several drones slowly hovered in the air. Immediately after, following an order, the drones accelerated to the max and rushed directly into the portal.

Swish. In the next frame, the drones flew out from right beside them. The teleportation point had been interfered with by the Ancient One; everything that entered from this portal would eventually appear right next to the portal.

It was as if another invisible portal connected to the portal had opened right next to everyone.

"Quick, quick, quick, try a few more times! How did she do it?! What is the principle behind this!"

One scientist after another began to quickly transcribe any data they could monitor, trying to find some key points from it afterward.

Rogers looked up at the few people beside him. "Is this enough now?"

Those few people looked at each other, and after waiting for the order from their headsets, they took out a document from their briefcases, quickly signed them, and then exchanged them with the others. Finally, these documents gathered in Rogers' hands.

"This... what does this mean?" Rogers felt a bit confused.

The middle-aged man patted Rogers on the shoulder. "These are all the various plans submitted to us through various reviews during this period. Many of them come from your teammates. Now, only your signature is missing, and they can all start at the same time."

"But I don't understand technology!" Rogers flipped open a page at random. The technical names written in multiple languages were things he couldn't even understand.

【Link】

The Chinese ones were okay, he could guess the meaning, but the English words were ones Rogers had never seen before; they were clearly just invented. What were all these things?

"You don't need to understand technology. Technology is something we consider. Feasibility is also something we consider. Even resource mobilization doesn't need you to do it. You only need to tell us which one you think has a high success rate, and which leader you think is more reliable," the middle-aged man continued.

Rogers lowered his head, looking at some familiar names and some unfamiliar names, thinking for a few seconds. Is it too childish to hand over such an extremely important matter to me?

Whatever, if you dare to give it to me, I dare to sign!

"How many can I choose? How many projects can we afford to start at the same time?" Rogers asked the middle-aged man.

"As you wish, the things that follow are not within your scope of consideration," the middle-aged man replied.

"Only children make choices. Like me, someone approaching a hundred years old, I only have one sentence: I want them all!" Rogers took out a pen and started signing with a flourish.

He didn't even look at the project names throughout the whole process; anyway, he couldn't understand them.

The middle-aged man and the other four representatives watched Rogers' actions and, by coincidence, began to send information in their own specific ways.

The final, final test passed.

"Signed. What do I need to do next?" Rogers slapped all the documents onto the hand of the person in front of him and continued to ask. "Go back to meetings?"

Rogers didn't even know how many meetings he had attended himself this month. Although most of the time, he didn't know what the meetings were arguing about. Rogers really tried his best to understand, but he was powerless.

Despite this, Rogers never missed any meeting that required him, and his average daily sleep time was less than an hour.

He was really relying on the Super Soldier Serum to hold on. Without the serum, let alone staying rational and able to think, he would probably already be packed into that tiny box.

"No need. We will give you a meeting summary for the meetings below," the middle-aged man said to Rogers kindly. Real men always earn the respect of others. "What you need to do now is get a good night's sleep, and then go mediate."

"Mediate? Between whom? Tony and Ivan Vanko?" Rogers was a bit nervous.

"Um... many people. In short, they are arguing endlessly. But that's a matter for later. From takeoff here to the destination, there is plenty of time. You can sleep for a while first, and we'll talk about the specifics when we arrive," the middle-aged man continued.

"Are you sure?" Rogers asked a question.

The middle-aged man nodded.

In an instant, Rogers closed his eyes and collapsed directly, startling everyone around him.

"Medic! Medic!"

A moment later, the medic looked up under the anxious gazes of the others. "Uh... all data is normal. He just fell asleep."

This can be called falling asleep?! This is falling dead, right!

"Check again!" the middle-aged man said. "Be careful!"

Snore~~ Huff~~

Rogers seemed to find it noisy, turned over, and started snoring loudly. ===== CHAPTER 164 =====