Chapter 916: Been Here (Part 2)

In a dark and empty star region, you can see the light of newborn stars. Stars that have not yet reached adulthood are not that bright, but they have left traces in the universe.

Next to a newborn star, a small figure floats in a pile of messy debris, covering his forehead helplessly.

This pile of debris is very large and messy, with everything. Some look like cabins, some look like docks, and some look like propulsion components of spacecraft.

Polaris sighed deeply, and looked at Lan Ling beside him and said, "Are you serious? You said, let me sort all the things by myself, even subdivide them into component positions, and then roughly assemble them to restore them to their original shape?"

Lan Ling, who was standing on one of the fragments, nodded and said, "Of course, you don't need to design it. This is the design provided by Tony Stark."

"Here are his original words: In the previous transportation, we have recovered more than 95% of the parts of the spacecraft and the starport. Theoretically, we can put it back together."

"Of course, I don't require it to work normally after it is put back together. You just need to restore them to their original state."

Polaris was stunned for at least two seconds with his mouth open. Ten seconds, then he said: "," I... "Do you want to listen to what you are saying??!!"

"You and Schiller have come up with a lot of conspiracies, driving alien spaceships to crash into alien starports, smashing them all into pieces, and then let me put them back together... Are you... Are you sick??"

"Since you want a working product, why do you let the spaceship crash into it???"

Lan Ling shrugged and turned on the communicator fixed on his arm. Stark's voice came from it. He said: "It seems that you didn't listen to the pre-war plan at all."

"This main ship is no longer the latest battleship of the Skrull Empire. When the Skrull general drove it out, it had been in service for many years. It has been many years, and it has been vacant for so many years. Garner has no time to take care of it, and the ship's condition is already very worrying. "

"It is too big, has too many guns, excessive firepower, and is very ostentatious. It may also have communication devices that we don't know about to communicate with other Skrull ships. In short, it is difficult for humans to digest this large ship. "

"But even so, the main ship of the Skrull Empire adopts a special casting method. Most of the existing weapons and cutting equipment of humans can't open the ship. I can't cut it by myself, right? "

"Besides, it's a pity to cut it into pieces like this. Schiller, the stingy guy, will not agree. "

"He wanted to pick out two gold bricks from the lid of the trash can. If a large ship is scrapped like this, the last sentence I heard before I died "He wants to use this ship to exchange for an old Kree starport. That's the information we got from the map of the Kree frigate. The technology of that old starport is relatively backward, but it is very suitable for humans." "But similarly, we can't tow this starport away. This Skrull main ship is not a shuttle ship, and the wizard's portal is not big enough. We can't escape the crime scene as quickly as possible." "The best way is to break them both, and then use the wizard's portal technology to move them back in batches." "Although we can also let them break like this and study the technology of each component separately, but since you mutants have such powerful abilities, why can't you assemble them again? Isn't this just like playing with building blocks? "

"Building blocks..." Polaris covered his face with his hands, and then said: "Tony Stark, although I can't get two gold bricks out of the lid of the trash can, I can definitely make the lid of the trash can behind you fly to the back of your head and make you sober!!!"

"How can I assemble these things? ? ? !!! Even if there is a design, do you know how many pieces there are here? I can't even recognize which parts these fragments are from!!! Just like these two pieces..."

Polaris waved her hand, and two fragments that were almost as tall as her floated over. Both fragments were pitch black, without any signs on them, and their shapes and sizes were almost exactly the same. From the design drawings given by Stark, it was impossible to tell where these things should be installed.

"I don't even ask you to tell me which parts these things should be installed on. You just need to tell me which of these two things is for the starport and which is for the spacecraft..."

Stark snorted coldly and said, "The piece on your right is a fragment of the starport foundation. The exposed metal at the broken part has a very obvious supporting structure, while the fragment on the left is a fragment of the spacecraft, and it is a fragment of the supporting part under the muzzle, because it has an obvious anti-high temperature coating and anti-shock structure..."

"Lorna." For the first time, Stark did not call Polaris's name in such a sarcastic tone. He said very seriously: "I can tell you responsibly that you can do much more than you think."

"Perhaps, you are very tired now, and you are far from reaching your limit. I don't know why you are always reluctant to use this kind of power, but now, the arrow is on the string and has to be shot."

"After the things are assembled, we will tow the starport to the edge of the solar system for future spacecraft to dock, and the entire large spacecraft is the reward for the mutants' efforts in this plan."

Hearing this, Polaris felt that her heart skipped a beat, and she repeated: "What did you say???!! As long as I can assemble the spacecraft, this spacecraft is ours???!!9."

"Yes, you heard it right. If you restore the spacecraft now, you can drive it back directly to the side of the Andromeda Galaxy Sky Island. I believe that the natives of the Andromeda Galaxy will welcome you very much."

Polaris swallowed hard. She heard her heart beating violently and said in disbelief: "You mean... mutants are going to have a spaceship??? Such a big and magnificent spaceship..."

"Yes, although the spaceship is not very important to you and Magneto, after all, if mutants want to relocate on a large scale, they must have at least a transport ship. You are moving, not escaping. You can't rely on willpower to withstand cosmic radiation, right?"

"Mutants are going to relocate on a large scale????" Polaris' fingertips trembled a little. She said: "Is this Professor X's decision?"

"No, this is your decision. If you can repair this spaceship, you can naturally drive it and transport mutants who are not doing well to Sky Island. But if it can't be repaired, the relocation may have to wait." After hanging up the call, Lan Ling came up with some concern and said, "Wait, Luna, don't get excited, there is something wrong with your breathing rate, calm down... Yes, take a deep breath, follow me and breathe... breathe... breathe... breathe..." Polaris pressed his chest, closed his eyes, swallowed again, and said with a trembling voice: "Do you know? Do you know... Lan Ling, I don't even have my own house, because the neighbors don't agree with the owner selling the house to mutants, and I don't have my own car, because it's difficult for mutants to apply for a driver's license..." "But now, I'm going to have my own spaceship! As long as I can put it together, I can even drive it away... Oh, wait, just Even if I can assemble it physically, how do I start it? "

Polaris lowered her head and looked at the design drawing. She said, "The activation system of this thing must be very complicated, right? That Stark is used to bragging. Maybe he just wants to trick me into doing more..."

But then, she thought about it again and said, "But even if I can only assemble it, I can drag it back to Andromeda. Even if I can't, I can find... Forget it, let's try to assemble it first, but it's just a bigger Lego brick."

Seeing the terrible greed in Polaris' eyes, Lan Ling stepped back a little and said, "Lorna, I'm leaving first. If you have anything, call me at any time."

Polaris could no longer hear any sound. She closed her eyes and began to concentrate on feeling the magnetic field.

Magnetic field is a very wonderful thing. Everything will cause changes in the magnetic field, and Polaris can control more things than the magnetic field. Her ability is not fundamentally different from Magneto.

In daily life, the reason why her performance is far different from Magneto is that she has been resisting digging deeper into her abilities.

But this time, Polaris felt that a flame called greed had ignited in her chest.

That was not a small house, not an ordinary car, but a spaceship, the flagship of the most advanced civilization in the universe. She did not need to buy it, nor did she need to apply for it. She only needed to use her ability to assemble it.

After concentrating and calming down, Polaris first used her ability to scan all the fragments and look for clues on them.

But soon, she found that with her current control of magnetic force, she could not accurately reach every part of the parts, and she had to feel the magnetic field more accurately.

But limited by the human body, she found that she could not touch more.

After pausing for a few seconds, Polaris's figure disappeared in the air. She temporarily changed her life form and completely merged with the magnetic field.

Then, the sense of touch became more sensitive, spreading to every corner of the mechanical parts, and then began to penetrate inward to feel the composition of the material.

The subtle changes in the magnetic field were clearly visible, and the friction between the molecules was deafening. When the ownership of the parts was identified from the microscopic level, everything became very simple.

In just over ten minutes, thousands of broken parts were divided into two groups, and then gradually began to be combined.

During this process, Polaris had to release enough power to control all the parts of the entire huge spacecraft, make precise combinations, remove the parts damaged by the explosion, and combine the parts that can be connected in the most appropriate way.

The design slowly floated in the air, and the shape of a fragment matched the parts in the design. In an instant, the parts returned to their positions, and Polaris appeared again.

In front of her, the huge spaceship had restored its basic image. Although part of the painted external body was left at the accident site, it did not affect the overall structure of the spaceship.

But Polaris frowned. Obviously, things were not going smoothly.

After several hours of integration and splicing, she found that she could not assemble the spaceship. Although the spaceship had restored its overall structure, it was still a pile of fragments piled together.

Polaris felt that she could not conjure glue out of thin air, and there was no glue specifically used to glue the spaceship.

So, she could only seek another way, which was to connect them with magnetism.

But this was not easy. The joints between each fragment and other parts were different, and one part affected the whole body. If one part was not glued well, everything would fall apart.

This was a boring, repetitive and very laborious job. Polaris stayed in this empty space for a whole week.

She didn't know how many times she had exhausted her strength. She only knew that from the beginning, she couldn't finish gluing three parts in an hour, to the end, she could perfectly glue dozens of parts within ten minutes. All her strength was released, repeatedly honed and improved.

Then, Polaris found that she had a better way to do it all.

Magnetism is not the end, but the starting point. Above it, there is a wider microscopic world that opens the door to her.

The movement and bite between molecules, the collision and friction between molecules, are more subtle, more powerful, and more precisely controllable.

Small thousand factors, the big world, everything is under control.

When Polaris opened her eyes, her body was still small compared to the huge spaceship, but this magnificent spaceship was like a loyal giant, swearing allegiance to her.

The moment Polaris stretched out her hand, her hair fluttered, a little light bloomed, and countless streamers slid across the hull.

The traces of the explosion slowly disappeared, as if time was going backwards, and the parts were fitted together at an extremely strange but extremely reasonable angle, like a wound healing, and then reconstructed into a whole.

When she is crowned, she will give a new life to the loyal.

At this moment, Polaris's fear of losing control of her power began to disappear, because she finally understood why Magneto dared to release and use his power.

Magnetism is not their weapon, but themselves, and the planet is not their home, but the child in their arms.

In this boundless universe, they are the ocean.