《Multiverse of Marvel》395. New device
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John returned back to his home. He was in a little off mood as he didn't like what he saw in the other universe. But he couldn't do anything about it. He was not a saviour of the multiverse. He could only do so much. If he started to care for all of the multiverse, he would probably be stopped because every world and universe has their own trajectory. It would be very stupid to interfere.
As he reached home he saw his father and Clark standing side by side in the balcony of his home. He was surprised to see both of them together. He went up to them.
"Son, every time I come to your place I get shocked by such wonderful scenery. Few years ago if anybody would have said that I would be living in space and that too in a space station which has its own environment I would have laughed at him. But now that we are here it is like living in a dream."
John smiled when his father said that. It was really like a dream for him too. He had achieved so much in the past few years that he himself was in awe. Even though they had problems along the way and had new and powerful enemies, he was still happy with his life.
He couldn't ask for anything more. The only major concern of him was the system. He had no idea where he came from and didn't know what it's purpose was.
"Son, Clark here wants to join the Daily Bugle." his father broke his thoughts with those words.
"Huh. Oh so you both got acquainted already. That's good. Sure he can join. You both don't need my blessings for it." John joked. Clark and Jameson both laughed at it. Even though Clark didn't need permission to do anything he still wanted to inform John as he was the son of his superior.
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They both belonged to the Avengers and it was better that everything was transparent. They both then went inside and talked among themselves about their work and life. It was a jolly time between Jameson, Clark and John.
Jameson decided to stay over at his son's place for a night and John was happy to accompany him. The next day it was as usual and John started to check memories of many of his summons.
He needed to have a proper inventory of everything before the emergence of Black Winter and thus he was checking on everything. What really surprised him was the memory of Lex.
LexCorp has become a huge company by now. A company big enough to influence even the normal around. And due to such huge influence he got a seat on the council replacing the vacant seat created by Baldo after his imprisonment.
"He really can work wonders when he is given freedom. The Nova Empire is under control it seems." John smiled as he thought.
Later that day John went to work as usual. He didn't have any other huge problems to look after now. All he and the Avengers needed to do was wait anxiously.
In this way 3 more months went by. The economy of Earth was finally stabilised and the governments finally stopped poking their nose in the matters of the Avengers.
Tony and his team meanwhile have made a new device. A sensing system with the help of the head of Tiamat. This new sensing system was able to connect to the brain neurons and project a perfect image of the world outside with the help of cosmic energy.
Since, John had said that they could never look into Black Winter, Tony, Banner, Bruce and other scientists have been working non stop to make a device which could detect any kind of energy.
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And the head of Tiamat was the perfect specimen from where they got the last criteria to make such a sensing system. Since Celestials way of seeing the multiverse was different than normal people, using that as a blueprint they were able to make a new device altogether.
"So we finally have a way to 'see' Black Winter." Tony said.
"Yes. We just hope that we don't see our deaths." Banner said.
"Seeing our own death would be one of the most bad things possible for us. This will just ruin our lives." Clark said.
"Knowledge is good but too much of it is poison," Wayne commented. They were discussing all the related matters when Hal's ring suddenly showed an emergency situation.
Hal opened the interface only to see that a Green Lantern had fallen. All got alert when they saw the news being projected by the ring. The death of a green lantern wasn't common.
And when the Avengers saw the last images before the death of the green lantern they knew they had to act now.
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