Stark didn't notice that Pepper's eyes became even more displeased with every sarcastic remark he made.
As the tycoon spoke, he became more and more engrossed.
When it came to technology, he was a top expert.
"This cloak is interesting, but what era is it now? They're still using such an outdated method as gliding? Hm, they can use plasma thrusters to fly directly instead of gliding … "
Should he get himself a big toy to play with? As he said that, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
As the idea appeared, ideas and inspiration exploded in his mind like a tide!
Who was he? He was Tony Stark!
He was a super genius who could instantly invent cutting-edge technology whenever he felt like it!
The tycoon didn't notice the dark expression on his assistant's face at all.
He simply said that he was going to come up with a safety plan for her in case of a fall, and asked her to deal with the company's donations in the earthquake, before he disappeared into the elevator.
Pepper slowly stood up with a helpless expression on her face.
She sighed and turned to look at the TV.
On the TV, a figure in black armor smashed through the wall of the fifth floor with a boom. Holding a family of three in his hands, he quickly flew over the flames and landed with a bang.
After landing, the family couldn't believe it. The man hugged his wife and daughter and cried in disbelief. "We're all alive! That's great! That's great!"
The black figure, however, had already sped up and charged into the fire again.
When can you be a little more mature like him?! Feeling sour, Pepper finally said, "Turn off the TV."
"Okay, Miss Potts. You don't look very well today. You need to rest, "said a gentle male voice.
Pepper smiled bitterly. "Thank you, Jarvis. You're much more considerate than Tony."
Jarvis said, "He's just not good at expressing his feelings …"
Pepper raised her hand. "Alright, you don't have to say anymore. Goodbye, Jarvis."
"Goodbye, Miss Potts."
…
In a run-down bar, the bartender cleaned up the mess dejectedly.
There were broken bottles everywhere, and a large part of the ceiling had fallen off. The floor was covered in sewage.
"Wade, can't you come and help me?" he cried discontentedly.
Wade, who was sitting in front of the TV, put his legs on the bar so that he didn't have to worry about the dirty water on the ground. He leisurely took a sip of beer. "I'm a guest. I paid for this bottle of beer. I also paid for the drinks before."
The bartender made an international gesture at him, resigned to his fate, and continued to clean up, muttering, "What's the point of watching TV? You only know how to kill for money. You want to be Batman? Maybe in your next life! "
Wade curled his lips. "Don't think that you can make me give up the idea of making money with just a few words. What makes you think Batman has no money? Look at his equipment. If it's less than 100,000 dollars, I'll give you 100. "
The bartender: "Do you think I'm stupid? His bulletproof equipment alone is worth 100,000 dollars, not to mention that he can fly. "
Wade shrugged ruefully. He had hoped to win back the money he had just paid for his drink by making a bet with the bartender.
At that moment, on the TV, a black shadow flew through the air and caught a woman who had fallen from upstairs. Then, it glided halfway to the ground, put the woman down, and glided away again.
Wade was a little envious. This guy was really rich!
This cape that could glide was far more expensive than an ordinary person could imagine. It was far more difficult to make than the bulletproof armor.
But why was this guy covering his face? Unless it was an ugly ghost, who would cover their face so tightly? Or was this guy disfigured?
With his handsome face, he would never wear a helmet or a mask when he was in the limelight in the future. Wade was filled with a sense of superiority. Even if I'm not as rich as you, I'm at least more handsome than you!
…
At the same time, a group of people were watching TV in a shabby apartment building somewhere in Los Angeles.
A bald burly man watched on the TV as the black giant sent a bandit who was fighting with the police flying with a kick. He gulped and couldn't help but mutter, "We won't run into this guy when we move, will we?"
"Idiot, didn't you notice? He's mainly saving people. These criminals were only beaten up because they got in his way! "cursed a middle-aged Latino man with a thin face and an unshaven beard.
The bald man scratched his head. "Ah, that seems to be the case."
But the other people in the room weren't as stupid as the bald man. Their eyes flashed as they considered this possibility.
Looking at everyone's expressions, the middle-aged man could only continue, "This Batman hasn't appeared before. It's very likely that he only came out temporarily because of the earthquake. Secondly, he didn't kill anyone. He only injured them at most. Also, that was in the middle of Los Angeles. Our target is in the east of Los Angeles County, which is dozens of kilometers away. "
When everyone heard what he said, they finally didn't remain silent anymore, and all of them started to agree with him.
The middle-aged man, however, didn't think much of it. Instead, he continued to reinforce everyone's confidence. "Don't forget that we're after the 100 million dollars. If you're afraid of death and don't want to make a fortune, then quit early. That way, fewer people will get their share of the money. "
Everybody was silent.
Humans died for wealth as birds died for food. This was an eternal truth.
How could they stop just because of a strange black-clothed man?
Speaking of which, it was true that this guy didn't kill people. Even if they ran into him, they might not be any more dangerous than regular patrol officers.
They might die if they were shot by a patrol officer, but they wouldn't die if they were beaten by this guy.
They convinced themselves anxiously, but they couldn't bear to part with the 100 million dollars, so they continued with their preparations.
…
Luke didn't know that a certain tycoon had actually come up with the idea of researching Iron Man armor because of that clumsy knockoff Batman armor, and had already started working on it.
He also didn't know that this tycoon had ridiculed the Batman armor as being useless.
Of course, even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.
Tony was right, and Luke wouldn't object.
He also had most of Tony's technical abilities, and was well aware of these shortcomings.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
Compared with a certain tycoon who was worth hundreds of billions, Luke's investment in equipment couldn't be called scientific research at all.
That was the first point.
Secondly, Luke and Tony had different physiques.
The poor relied on mutations, while the rich relied on technology. This famous saying in American comics wasn't for nothing.
The so-called mutation was to rely on the body to obtain strength. That was the only dream of the poor.
Although Luke hadn't mutated, his strong physique saved him a lot of money.
For example, Tony had to invest 100 million dollars in research and development for his own safety, but Luke might be able to ensure his own safety without it.
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