Marvel's Explosive Fruit

Fitz and Simmons came to the basement and found Coulson standing in front of a large glass box. Inside was a dark, weird-shaped rock. .1kanshu

"Sir?"

Colson turned around, looked at the two of them and smiled, "You're here, great."

"Sir, what's the matter?" Fitz asked.

"That's it." Colson patted the glass box next to him.

"What is that?" Simmons was a little curious.

"A wormhole."

The few words Coulson said casually were like thunder in the ears of Fitz and Simmons.

As scientists, they naturally understand what a wormhole is, but they have never seen it with their own eyes, of course, except for that time in New York, but that was also a scene they saw through video. But Coulson now told them that the black stone in front of them was a wormhole, which shocked the two of them.

"Sir, is this possible? This is obviously a black stone." Fitz, who is very accomplished in physics, asked quickly.

"I don't know either, but Rhaegar told me it was a wormhole, so I believed it." Coulson smiled.

"Rhaega? Avenger Rhaegar? How could he know?" Simmons felt strange.

"I don't know, but he has never lied to me about this information. I don't think there is any need for him to lie to me about this matter."

Fitz and Simmons are still a little unconvinced. As scientists, they have to doubt everything.

"By the way, he also said that this stone can liquefy and turn into water." Colson explained again.

The suspicion in their eyes became even heavier.

"In short, Rhaegar is looking for this stone, saying that he can enter another planet through it, and then wants to destroy a powerful being there, the alien, who is the origin of Hydra." Coulson explained.

The two looked at each other.

"But I didn't dare to take risks on this kind of thing, so I didn't tell him the stone was here. You should know what happened in New York."

Fitz and Simmons nodded repeatedly. From this point of view, Coulson's consideration did make sense.

"Then why did you call us here?" Fitz asked tentatively.

"If this thing is really a wormhole, it can be opened from there. Your job is to study this stone, figure out everything about it, when it opens, how it opens, what its rules and properties are, and report the results tell me."

"Then what?" Simmons asked.

"Then we destroy it or seal it, it depends on the situation," Coulson's expression was very serious, "This is a core secret and must not be mentioned to anyone, even the people around you. I don't want Rhaegar to Know this thing is here.”

"Sir." Fitz seemed to feel something was wrong and wanted to make a few comments.

"This is an order," Colson said in a stern tone, "No one can tell!"

The two looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

"Very good, you can start immediately. Put down the work at hand, or leave it to others to solve this problem as quickly as possible!" After finishing speaking, Colson turned and left.

"Gemma, is this really good? Don't tell anyone. If there is the leader of Hydra over there, wouldn't it be good for Rhaegar to go over there and eliminate him?" Fitz asked.

"You also heard what Coulson just said. No one is allowed to reveal it," Simmons shook his head and continued, "Besides, what he said makes sense. In case of an accident, alien creatures will escape from that wormhole." Come here, it will be our earth that suffers. Maybe mankind will perish. Think about the damage caused by Daisy, she is only a child compared to Rhaegar."

"Daisy is our friend!" Fitz was a little unhappy. When it came to dealing with Daisy, Simmons had the strongest reaction.

"Yes, she is our friend, and she is still unconscious and still causes so much damage," Simmons explained, "But if this person is another powerful alien, such as Thor's level, or nine Can you imagine what would happen to someone with a snake head? What's more, no one knows if there is anything else over there. Can you guarantee that there is only one person over there?"

Simmons' words made Fitz a little silent. He knew that what Simmons said was reasonable, but he couldn't accept it from an emotional point of view.

"Okay, our job is to research and keep secrets. As for dealing with the problem, let Coulson have a headache." Seeing Fitz's appearance, Simmons comforted him softly.

Fitz nodded.

"Well, let's get some necessary things together first and get some samples. Who knows how to get through this stone?" Simmons had already opened the glass door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the black surface, "If this is forced If you pass through it, you will probably enter the next life.”

Fitz couldn't help but smile.

In the next few days, they have been sampling, conducting experiments, and analyzing, but so far they have only learned that the rock is composed of dark matter, and not much progress has been made in other aspects.

But they remembered Coulson saying the stone could liquefy, and wanted to figure out how. The two believe that this should be an important factor in solving the problem of opening wormholes. After all, compared with solids, liquids still have the possibility of passing through.

"According to Coulson, the stone has not moved for many years, but Rhaegar said it can liquefy, and if what he said is true, then this explanation requires certain conditions." Fitz walked back and forth in the basement. Pacing, rubbing his neck with one hand.

"The most common way to convert an object from solid to liquid is high temperature," Simmons leaned against the glass door. "Ice turns into water, steel turns into molten iron. Of course, rocks can also turn into magma. Could this stone be the same?" so?"

Fitz stopped. Although the chance was slim, he could give it a try.

The two brought oxygen welding equipment, which can produce high temperatures of up to degrees Celsius, while the melting point of ordinary rocks is only about to degrees Celsius.

Fitz put on protective gear and turned on the device, and dazzling flames began to emerge from the nozzles. Fitz then moved the flame to the stone.

After ten minutes passed, Fitz turned off the flame, carefully examined the condition of the rock, and then lowered his head helplessly.

"As expected, there are no traces at all. If it really needs to be heated, at least conventional heating methods will not work."

Simmons was also disappointed.

"To generate higher temperatures, you have to have better conditions, and we can't be sneaking around like this."

"Perhaps temperature is not the main reason," Fitz said. "After all, this is dark matter, and we don't know anything about its properties."

Simmons nodded, "You're right, we have to think outside the box."

"Okay, you are responsible for thinking first, and I will get some drinks."

Fitz had left the room as he spoke.

Simmons chuckled, then stretched, "It's easier said than done to get out of the box of thinking."

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind, and she suddenly became excited. She shouted, "Fitz, I have thought of a way, which is outside the box."

At this moment, the black rock that had been silent in the box instantly liquefied, like a pool of black ink pouring on Simmons, dragging her into it. After a breath, the pool of liquid returned to the shape of a rock, as if nothing had happened.

Fitz heard Simmons shouting excitedly and ran over quickly, only to find that Simmons was gone. He looked around quickly, but to no avail. Finally, his shocked and horrified eyes stopped on the black rocks, and he let out a heart-rending shout.

"Jemma!!"