The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3419 Sons of Midnight (8)

Chapter 3419: Son of Midnight (XVIII)

"This can't be a coincidence." Peter said, looking at the data on the screen. "Some force has affected the expression of genes, causing humans to have a special secondary evolution. I think this may be a curse that is only effective for specific genes."

"Like black skin?" Miles asked.

Peter shook his head and said, "Of course not. There is no point in targeting skin color, and everyone present at the time was black, so it didn't have to be just the two of them. It should be that this technology itself has limitations, and it needs to select people with special gene fields to be effective."

"What do you know about the aerial factory project?" Stark turned and asked.

Neither Peter nor Miles knew who specifically he was asking, and Peter spoke first: "This plan will definitely not work."

"why?"

"Otherwise, China will definitely do it," Peter said. "They have a larger population than us, and their per capita living space and per capita arable land are relatively small. If we can make use of the air space, we will be able to greatly increase everyone's per capita living space."

"If this kind of thing is good for people's livelihood and there are no shortcomings, they will definitely do it. Even if there are some minor shortcomings, they will first apply it on a small scale. Once this kind of project is launched, it cannot be concealed. If we haven't heard any rumors, it must be nothing."

"Where could the problem lie?" Miles scratched his head and said, "I think this plan is pretty good and there doesn't seem to be any big problems. If we put all the factories high up in the sky, there won't be any ground pollution. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Factories are bound to produce pollution," Peter said. "The question is where do we discharge the pollution? Factories are on the ground, so the pollution is either discharged underground or into the water system, and some is also discharged into the air.

The aerial factory plan is good everywhere, it can create jobs and free up ground space. But Roxxon seems to have never mentioned the issue of pollution, I think this is the key point. "

"Tony, if it were you, how would you deal with the pollution problem from aerial factories?" Peter asked.

"Emission into space is the best way," Stark said, "but if that's the case, the factory must be built very high.

Considering Miles was present, Stark didn't use those professional terms. He said in the simplest language possible: "If the factory is built too low, not to mention blocking the sunlight, it can't directly build a sewage pipeline to space. Then it will have to use transportation equipment to transport it one trip at a time, and the cost is too high."

"So if it were me, I would build the factory in low-Earth orbit, and then choose a place in space as a pollution dump, dump the pollution generated by the factory in a unified manner, and then send it to the sun for destruction at a fixed time. This is the simplest method."

"Do you think Roxxon would do that?" Miles asked.

“First they have to have the technology.”

"But I heard they're pretty good," Miles said. "They seem to have space equipment, too."

"Why do you always hear about their benefits?" Stark narrowed his eyes and looked at Miles and said, "Where did you hear these things from?"

Miles was slightly startled and said, "I don't know either. Maybe I saw it on TV news, or in some newspapers and magazines, or maybe I heard it from others."

"Where is your home?" Peter asked suddenly.

“The Bronx,” Miles replied. “What’s going on?”

"It seems that they launched their propaganda in the Bronx early on." Peter said, "Even though you already knew that Roxxon might be related to the Minotaur, you still had a good impression of them, which means that their propaganda was quite successful."

Miles fell into thought, as if he was trying to recall where he got these impressions from. But after thinking for a long time, he shook his head and said, "I really don't remember. I'm not a big fan of watching TV, let alone newspapers. Those are entertainment methods from the last century.

I don’t have many friends. I occasionally help the old couple who live next door with cleaning, but they like to grow flowers and fish the most. They never talk about politics, let alone tell me about Roxon Company…”

"Some propaganda is so subtle." Peter said, "Roxxon spent a lot of effort on propaganda in the Bronx, it's definitely not just for their stock price.

They want support for their factory in the sky plan." Stark said firmly.

"Tony, if we build a factory the way you said, will there be much profit margin?"

Stark shook his head and said, "Not only is it not big, it may be almost zero in the next few years after construction. It's good enough not to lose money. It can only maintain production, but also solve the pollution problem to the greatest extent."

Peter stroked his chin and said, "Roxxon doesn't have such a strong sense of social responsibility. I guess they don't plan to deal with pollution at all. They may not even want to build the factory so high."

"You mean, they're going to build the factory right above our heads?" Miles said in disbelief. "Wouldn't that block out all the sunlight? And some factories will pollute the air, so what about the residents down there?"

"They don't care," Peter said. "The rich want to move the factory away from them, but they have to put it somewhere. Buying land in the Bronx will cost a lot of money, and it may also lead to all kinds of demonstrations and vandalism."

"It's better to just throw the factory on top of you. It doesn't cost any money. Even if you want to use violence to oppose it, you can't reach it. As for how many people will die in the Bronx, they don't care."

Miles clenched his fist, but then slowly loosened it. He said, "They even want us to be grateful, like they transported us here and gave us seemingly fair treatment, and they want us to thank them."

"Don't dwell on racial issues." Peter shook his head and said, "We must unite all forces, including whites, Asians and Mexicans. If there are only blacks, it will become a racial conflict and then pass without any pain."

Miles sighed and walked to the chair next to him and sat down. At this moment, he saw the moon outside the window getting brighter and brighter.

A ray of moonlight suddenly appeared, and Stark turned around to see Moon Knight walking through the floor-to-ceiling window and slowly entering the laboratory.

"Did you find out anything?" Stark asked.

Schiller did not say anything, but just lightly tapped his staff, and a silhouette of international news appeared in the air, which mentioned China's Jupiter development plan.

Stark frowned. He couldn't figure out what this had to do with the Minotaur. Jarvis reminded him at the right time: "Roxxon Energy has a mining site on Jupiter."

"Jupiter? How did they get to Jupiter?"

"It's not clear yet." Jarvis said, "It's safe to say that the technology they use is different from the current mainstream technology on Earth.

What about those who are not conservative? "

"They should be using alien technology, and it is alien technology that involves magic."

Stark's face turned ugly. He said, "Don't tell me that Roxxon Corporation is full of aliens. In the past few decades, the energy of the earth has been controlled by aliens."

"It's not that pessimistic, sir." Jarvis said, "The vast majority of Roxxon's employees are humans. Except for Dario Agger, the other senior managers should also be humans."

"So that Ager is an alien?"

"I don't know." Jarvis paused before answering, "But no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that the alien exploration and mining technology currently used by Roxxon Corporation does not belong to humans."

"Is it possible that they themselves..."

"No trace of technological evolution has been found," Jarvis said. "The mining base they placed on Jupiter has never had any updates or iterations. It has been operating normally. It has been a fairly mature technology since its appearance."

Stark took a deep breath, obviously realizing that this was more complicated than he thought.

"Can you tell which civilization's technology this is?"

"I'm doing a comparison, but there are too many civilizations with this kind of technology. It will take some time."

"Keep an eye on Jupiter first," Stark said. "Don't tell me if there's any emergency. Just handle it yourself."

"Who do we help?"

"what?"

"If China wants to mine Jupiter, it will definitely send equipment and people to investigate. If Roxxon wants to take Jupiter for itself, a conflict will definitely break out between them. Who should we help?"

"Do I even need to ask? Of course we are helping China! China has only been involved in the solar system development program for a short time and they have already built a starship. Roxxon has been mining Jupiter for so long, but what has it brought to the Earth? What a bunch of shameless resource thieves!"

Then Stark became puzzled again. He said, "What about the things they mined from Jupiter? The entire solar system is under my nose. How come I have never seen them transport the resources of Jupiter out?"

"As far as I know, sir," Jarvis replied, "they only mine, not transport."

"what?"

"Or their means of transportation are beyond my monitoring range, so I said there may be magical factors involved."

"No, this is the most important thing. I have to find a way to investigate it." Stark said, "Help me prepare the equipment, and I will go to Jupiter to take a look myself."

Then he turned to the others and said, "This is no longer a Bronx issue. Roxxon may be colluding with aliens. We need to find out what they are doing."

"Myers, your home is in the Bronx. You must keep a close eye on it recently. The New Warriors team will also cooperate with you. If there is any emergency, you can contact them."

Miles nodded, and was not angry because Stark suddenly changed the target of the investigation. He certainly knew what was important and what was not. The Bronx was indeed important, but it was obviously not more important than the safety of the entire Jupiter or the Earth.

"How's your use of magic going?" Stark looked at Peter again and asked.

"It's okay." Peter nodded, and he jumped lightly into the air, with a faint glow from the power of faith emanating from the surface of his body.

"Moonlight Knight, do you plan to come with us, or stay on Earth and continue your investigation?"

After a moment's thought, Schiller said, "I'll go with you."

"Then let's get started without further delay," Stark said. "I'll get the equipment and we'll set off now."