Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 939 Consensus Reached (First Update)

Almost all American television stations were reporting on the wildfires in Southern California caused by a sudden downpour of fire, but this was only the official narrative. The US military's investigation team, which had penetrated deep into the fire zone, had gathered sufficient evidence to prove it was an attack. Because the objective of the campaign was to completely eradicate any trace of the Skrulls from the earth, the Immortal City had used a large number of devastating weapons. However, the remains of siege artillery and transport ships left on the ground were not immediately affected by the wildfires. Furthermore, through seismic wave monitoring, radiation level monitoring, and other methods, and linking this to a previous attack on a nearby air force base, the investigation team, which had secretly entered the fire zone, had confirmed that the attack was not extraterrestrial.

While the mastermind behind the attack and its true motives remain unclear, the military now has a pretext to request funding from Congress, and the military-industrial complex is eager to secure military contracts for a hefty profit. The identity of the enemy is largely irrelevant; few care except for true patriots within intelligence agencies like the FBI. Congress can target countries that don't cooperate with their financial backers, the military can use this as an excuse to increase overseas troop deployments, the military-industrial complex can seize the opportunity to sell unsold weapons at inflated prices through "aid," and even the president can find a target to attack to win votes.

Salomon had anticipated all of this, and his contingency plan came into play at this moment.

Artificial intelligence, deeply integrated into US information networks, fabricated a virtual avatar to give speeches on social media and display classified documents found at an air force base (actually documents seized years ago from the Clinton family's private army). This successfully diverted public attention to experiments conducted by the US military, the nature of the entirely fabricated terrorist organization, and politicians' conspiracy theories—it had no intention of creating a global consensus or convincing everyone that the event was real. While this video cannot stop American oligarchs and politicians from profiting from the attack, the political correctness elements it presents are enough to keep the American political arena arguing for years.

"The Immortal City has access to the technologies of various civilizations in the universe. They research, learn, and then manufacture, such as the Dark Elves' gravity technology in the London incident, the Kree's biochemical modification technology, and so on. The Battle of New York has already revealed the gap between us and the aliens. If we want to realize my ideal, we must do this. Powerful technology and large-scale industrialization must become the solid backing of the human race, and we must close the technological gap with the aliens in a short period of time."

"I thought you wanted to promote magic." Victor von Doom followed Salomon around the Immortal City's research department with great interest. He was now wearing his self-made power armor and the dark green hooded cloak. Compared to him, Salomon looked quite ordinary, so much so that ordinary people could easily overlook the fact that he was a head taller than the 188cm Victor von Doom. The two swaggered around the building without encountering anyone, but Victor still smelled blood. His self-made power armor detection system fed back the results to the helmet's HUD display, and his second vision clearly showed the carnage that had occurred here not long ago.

He easily connected the massacre happening here with the fighting in Southern California, which occurred around the same time.

"Magic, and even outer dimensions, are simply disciplines we haven't yet explored scientifically. My soldiers participated in the Battle of Finnbowent, and I told them those monsters were merely beings living in other dimensions, and that we can explain this phenomenon scientifically." Salomon shrugged. "Many accepted this explanation. Quite a few awakened their mental powers after the war and received professional education and control, allowing them to continue serving the Immortal City with their stable talents. I taught them how to protect their minds, how to avoid delving too deeply into another dimension; that's all they need to know, because their minds can only bear so much."

"You didn't lie, but you didn't tell the truth either."

"I have to do this. Some things are beyond the comprehension of the human brain. Humans will one day be able to understand outer dimensions, but that will be after I achieve my goal. Until then, ignorance is the strongest protection, preventing them from going mad or becoming corrupted."

"This is the first time I've felt pleasure since I killed my opponent." Victor von Doom nodded. "You're intelligent, more intelligent than I thought. I saw the vampire statue you brought back, but at that time I thought you were just a bookish nerd with decent fighting skills. That's not the kind of thinking the Sorcerer Supreme taught you, is it?"

“No, this is my own thought,” Salomon said. “Perhaps in the future someone will accuse me of lying, but by then it won’t matter. Everyone will be omniscient and omnipotent, and a little lie will be no big deal. And do you think I care about such things? I’m already prepared to follow my path, no matter what stands in my way. The reason I invited you is because you possess both wisdom and rationality.”

"To be precise, you're cold-blooded enough. You needed my help, but you didn't tell me everything."

"There are some things that cannot be said here, Victor. Discussing my ultimate plan, whether in your cabin or here, is extremely unsafe. Language has power; some words, once spoken, can stir up a storm in the Sea of ​​Souls." Salomon raised his head, his eyes sweeping over the lingering pain and wails in the corridor bathed in the crimson emergency lights. After being cleansed by his mental power, those emotions that might have attracted predators from another dimension were utterly shattered into pure mental energy, then vanished completely into the churning waves of ether.

"Before we discuss those secrets, let's upgrade your power armor using the Forge of the Immortal City. You couldn't get any good materials back at SUNY. I know your power armor uses some mysterious technology, but the Immortal City has a department that specializes in it, and it's more powerful than you think. I'm not fighting alone, and it's perfectly acceptable to borrow the wisdom of others when necessary. I'm not so arrogant as to be blindly proud."

"I think you're being sarcastic, Salomon," Victor von Doom said, arms crossed, looking like a gray steel statue. He added irritably, "What important things do you have to do that you can only use an illusion to show me around the base?"

"I'm different from you, Victor. I have a girlfriend."

"Do you have to be so irritating?"

"Very good, Victor von Doom, your toes have regained their thinking ability," Salomon said. "Besides, aren't we all using Astral Projection right now? What's there to complain about! If there's nothing else, I should be leaving. My maid has been preparing this dinner for days, and we absolutely can't delay it."

Please vote for me!

(End of this chapter)