Chapter 132. Otto and Connors to Their Core
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"Boss, here's the decay curve of the atom's energy signature."
Dr. Otto Octavius snapped Nolan out of his deep contemplation. The idea that he might be walking straight into the destiny of becoming a Sorcerer Supreme, someone who could master time, magic, and multiversal science, was shelved for now.
Frankly, the job didn't seem too hard. Protect Earth, don't get vaporized by a cosmic entity or eldritch horror. Simple enough.
And besides, Earth wasn't defenseless.
Its reputation hadn't caught up yet, but soon the universe would learn what kind of monsters lived here.
Earth: tiny, chaotic, and absolutely stacked with freaks of nature.
Nolan glanced at the massive stack of papers Otto had handed him. This was the value of intelligent subordinates, especially ones who could process high-level data without breaking a sweat. They saved him time.
"Leave the math to me," Nolan said. "By the way, any updates on your AI system?"
"I've started coding a portable interface," Otto replied, gesturing toward the nearby workbench. Lined across it: eight mechanical tentacles, each humming faintly with power.
He'd reached his breaking point with the interns. Utterly useless.