"What's going on? Could it be that the Gravityium isn't in the hands of any of their factions?"
Daisy tilted her head, revealing a puzzled look, while Wang Ye shut the Teleportation Gate to prevent trash from spewing out from the other side.
"Either the Gravityium is hidden somewhere and hasn't fallen into anyone's hands, or I've overestimated the technological level of the Longevity People, and they can't activate the Gravityium individually. But don't worry, let the rock fly a little longer."
Su Ming looked down at the Abyss below, still waiting to hear the sound of the tower hitting the ground.
"Gravityium can be activated with simple devices and electricity. Plastic can insulate their effects, so it's not a difficult substance to use," said Fitz, who had once been forced to activate the Gravityium injection device by Hydra. He seemed a bit idle now.
As a physicist, his usefulness at the moment had shrunk to infinitesimal levels.
"Watch out, there's a change."
Just as Su Ming was waiting with crossed arms and others were growing restless, Coulson suddenly spoke up.
The previously dropped black Giant Tower was rising horizontally from the dark Abyss, like a gigantic spaceship. The glowing plants on the cave's ceiling cast a multicolored light over it.
With trash and debris falling, it resembled a space battleship, with each corner flickering.
"It's over there, isn't it? Let's go over and grab it." Daisy clenched her fists, eager to try.
"No, I understand now; the Gravityium is both over there and not over there." Su Ming smiled under his Mask. No one found the Gravityium because these metals have not been excavated at all, but are in the rock pillars building the Black Tower!
When Daisy broke the rock pillar, perhaps the energy carried by the shock wave activated it, causing the entire broken building group to fly up.
Coulson suddenly realized, turning to look at the spire they were in, seeing a similar rock pillar behind them, if...
Su Ming saw his response and nodded, "Yes, the Underground Race's technology is backward and they can't understand the principle of Gravityium, but they know which rock pillars can be used to build houses and which cannot. So all the rock pillars we see now, those wrapped in buildings, they should all have Gravityium inside, and that's how they ensure the surrounding buildings don't slide off the stone pillars."
Buildings structured like a string of candied haws, hanging upside down from the ceiling, are already a problem.
Coulson turned back, staring blankly at the underground space's thirty-odd giant spires.
This is troublesome. Previously, the problem was finding the Gravityium; now, there's too much, exceeding expectations; they simply can't take it all, which is also a problem.
If the Shield Squad can't take all these away, whether they fall into the hands of Hydra or the Blood Race, it could lead to events that change history.
"Find a way to contact the Harmony, and convert the adaptive detainment chamber into plastic containers. We'll try to take all the Gravityium," Coulson said to Fitz. Now due to unknown reasons, they couldn't contact the outside, so they had to rely on the physicist to restore communication.
Fitz wanted to say something, but seeing the serious expression on the commander's face, he swallowed his words and went to Jemma for a solution.
"If you can provide the detailed coordinates of the Harmony Fighter, my Master can help with a Teleportation Gate." Su Ming showed no objection, instead, he seemed eager to help.
Coulson raised his arm, knocking on the LCD screen on his wrist, the numbers under the skin flashing: "Sorry, coordinates like this were usually recorded electronically."
"Alright, then we can't let so much Gravityium fall into the enemy's hands; I'll reluctantly hold onto them for you." Su Ming patted his Silk pouch, revealing a fox's tail.
Coulson was speechless. Is it really okay for this stuff to fall into Deathstroke's hands? Even if he doesn't secretly swallow it, there would undoubtedly be much less of it, right?
But before he could object, Su Ming raised a hand, silencing him: "I'll just take a little, don't worry."
"...Okay, but you must promise not to use it before 2018, or it will cause a butterfly effect," Coulson took a step back. There was too much Gravityium, and their preparations were lacking far behind.
Only by relying on Deathstroke's bizarre storage methods could they prevent the precious metal from falling into enemy hands.
"No problem, you know I'm a Mage, grabbing this stuff is just for some home research." Su Ming pulled out the Godslayer, transforming it into a Golden Giant Sword, the two heavy Weapons making a sword flower, with a low humming sound in the air, like a helicopter rotor spinning.
Coulson rubbed his face, resignedly nodding. Even before his journey, he had never seen the Supreme Mage cast Magic.
"Then let's start, Skye, strike the neighboring rock pillar next to us." Su Ming directly commanded Coulson's team member.
Daisy nodded and paired up with Wang again.
The process was the same as before, and the struck stone pillar slowly floated up a few dozen seconds later, again proving Su Ming's hypothesis.
"You guys rest; I'll go mining."
With that, Su Ming took off from the ground, dragging two Giant Swords, like a stream of Flowing Light quickly approaching the horizontally spanned spire. The closer he got, the more evident the contrast. Compared to the massive building group, he was like an inconspicuous Little Bee.
In a flash, he dived into the building group on the rock pillar, disappearing from sight.
"Can this really work?" Daisy muttered to herself, rubbing her wrist. The continuous high-load exertion pushed her arm bones to the limit, with her wrist bruising noticeably.
Xiaowang didn't even glance at her, just kept his hands tucked in his sleeves, watching in the direction the Supreme Mage went: "Master can surely do it, there's nothing he can't accomplish in this world."
Daisy dismissively pursed her lips. She couldn't be bothered to argue with a brainwashed zealot and hastily sprayed some pain reliever.
But just as she was about to ask Bobbi for a massage, the floating building group not far away suddenly seemed to be sliced by an invisible giant blade, breaking into segments in mid-air. In an instant, the supposedly sturdy building completely disintegrated from within.
Accompanied by loud rumbles, the massive fragments crashed downward.
Before she could utter a sound of surprise, she saw the black-and-yellow-armored Mercenary dragging a long Red Light arriving in front of them, with his cape holding a swirling mass of liquid, tossing it playfully up and down.
The mountainous building hadn't even hit the ground yet, rendering the catastrophic collapse the backdrop for Deathstroke. Daisy found herself momentarily breathless in awe of the terrifying momentum.
Deathstroke acted as if it was the most natural thing, landing softly and inserting the Dual Swords into the ground, while the cape placed the writhing silver metal sphere into the small pouch at his waist.
"Next."
He raised his cloak, the black cape moving without wind, casting a dark shadow, and his hoarse voice echoed among them.