Two days later.
Mi Country, Brooklyn, underground of an abandoned farm, air-raid shelter.
"Wow!"
Jask stepped out of the simple hafnium alloy elevator, eyes wide open, eager to step into the underground space like a curious school kid:
"So cool! So cool!"
Jask slowly turned around in the brightly lit space, scanning his surroundings:
"Since I was a kid, I've always dreamed of having a secret base like this. Look at this... it's just awesome! The energy is supplied by nuclear batteries, endless and inexhaustible, so the lights here can stay on for thousands of years without going out, and there's no need to worry about saving energy."
"And then look at these devices and parts, wherever hafnium alloy can be used, it is used. Where rigid materials can't be used, they use new plastics that resist corrosion and aging, which are perfectly fine for a few hundred years."
