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Chapter 843

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After killing Tony, Obadiah could continue to maintain the illusion that the tycoon had retired due to illness, and then announce that Stark's weapons manufacturing department would be restored. That would recover the loss.

However, Luke couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the footage from the camera that was set up on Malibu Beach near Tony's villa.

On the screen, a bright flame streaked across the night sky near Tony's villa in a huge arc as it flew west.

To the west of Los Angeles, there was only the sea.

Of course, after crossing the sea, mountains, and a sea of people, one would arrive in Afghanistan.

Tony was going back to get revenge.

Although Luke had killed all the guys in the valley, Ten Rings had more than two hundred people.

In fact, as the number one terrorist organization in Asia, Ten Rings had at least twelve thousand members in Afghanistan.

The group that Luke had killed was only a small branch, and had little impact on Ten Rings as a whole.

If Tony wanted revenge, he really had enemies everywhere. It just depended on how much he wanted to take revenge.

But Luke didn't think that the tycoon would be as determined as he was. At most, he would kill a few dozen terrorists before stopping.

However, looking at how a certain tycoon wasn't sleeping in the middle of the night and was still playing intercontinental flight, not only was he not sick, he was very lively.

Luke couldn't help but laugh. "You want this guy to rest? You'll have to wait at least twenty years. Obadiah will die if you keep waiting. Hm, doesn't that mean you'll have to work until you're sixty? Maybe it's not bad to be a superhero for fifteen years and retire at fifty. "

He wasn't worried that something would happen to Tony.

The tycoon's luck was already normal. Coupled with the pager, it wouldn't be so easy for him to die.

The next day, a certain bald bigshot didn't feel as relaxed as Luke when he saw the news.

The US military spokesman on the news claimed that the US military hadn't launched any attacks near Gmira yesterday, and that it was all just internal strife between the terrorists who were trying to frame the US military.

Narrowing his eyes, Obadiah took out his phone and made a call to confirm Tony's movements last night.

After hanging up, he sneered. "Tony, Tony! What are you doing? You shut down the weapons department, but you created the most powerful weapon and used it to destroy my business. You always like to deceive yourself. "

At this point, he made another call. "How's the research progress? Why not? I'll be right there. "

Twenty minutes later, Obadiah arrived at a laboratory in Stark Industries and asked a middle-aged man in a white coat and glasses, "What's going on?"

The bespectacled middle-aged man was a little helpless. "Mr. Stan, we've encountered a small problem."

Obadiah asked, "What difficulty?"

"Energy supply system. In fact, the technology to power this armor hasn't appeared yet … "the bespectacled middle-aged man explained hesitantly.

Obadiah grabbed him and pointed at a behemoth in front of them. "Wait, it didn't appear? William, it's right in front of you. I just need you to shrink it a little and put it into the armor. "

The bespectacled middle-aged man looked at the behemoth in front of him. It was a giant arc reactor with a diameter of more than five meters and a height of more than three meters.

He then looked at a set of basic armor not far away. It was about three meters tall and one meter in diameter. The small hole in its chest was at most ten centimeters in diameter and height.

You f * cking call this shrinking a little? This reactor is several times bigger than your armor, not to mention that you're asking for the reactor to be shrunk to fit into the small hole in the chest of the armor.

This request was as unscientific as shrinking the first electronic computer in the 1940s into a laptop today.

After all, computers had been developed for seventy years, and he had only taken over the armor project for half a month.

Computers had been developed by a large number of scientists all over the world, but he only had a few dozen people in this laboratory.

Why don't you just feed the hens some food and they'll all lay golden eggs for you? The bespectacled middle-aged man, William, couldn't help but curse inwardly. A boss who didn't know anything about technology really spoke like an idiot!

"Yes, sir. We tried our best, but to be honest, we couldn't do it. "Given that Obadiah was a technical idiot, William could only simply give a negative answer.

The veins on Obadiah's forehead bulged. He leaned forward and looked down at William, who was a head shorter than him, with great pressure. "Stark made it in a cave with a pile of junk. It's that small."

He couldn't help but make a circle in his hand, which was about the size of the reactor in Tony's chest.

William leaned back under the pressure of this bigshot, and he said in an innocent voice, "I'm really sorry, but I'm not Tony Stark."

He had to tell the truth because of his professionalism.

If there really was an idiot who thought that anyone could replace Tony Stark, it only proved that they didn't understand science at all.

For example, the mathematician Fermat had come up with Fermat's Last Theorem three hundred years ago, and had even mischievously written next to it, "I'm sure I've discovered a beautiful proof of this, but the blank space here is too small to write it down."

In the end, it seemed that Fermat had come up with this theorem on a whim, and it took three hundred years for it to be proven.

Breakthroughs in science could only be driven by a very small number of super geniuses.

Without these people, even if ordinary people got the real thing and the theory, they would be stuck in a predicament where they wouldn't be able to make progress for a hundred years.

William knew very well that he was very smart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become the head of a research department at Stark Industries.

But compared to a genius like Tony Stark, the difference between their brains was even greater than the difference between primitive people and modern people.

Obadiah's eyes widened, and he was speechless.

He actually wasn't that stupid.

In the past, he had been suppressed by Tony's father, and hadn't been able to enjoy the thrill of power.

Later, when Howard Stark finally died, Tony popped up and took over the position.

He had endured it for decades, and it had been very difficult.

It wasn't because he was magnanimous, but because the father and son's abilities were irreplaceable.

Letting go of the little chick in his hand, he murmured, "No, you're not. You have to rely on yourself. "

With that, he strode out of the lab, leaving William bewildered. That young master had just gone crazy, and now this Mr. Stan couldn't have gone crazy too, right? Then wouldn't his job be ruined?

At the same time, Pepper was in Tony's villa. Facing Tony, who had a serious expression on his face, she sighed in resignation and her shoulders drooped. "Do you know? You're everything to me. I'm willing to do anything for you. "

As she spoke, she put the things she had brought on the table, picked up Tony's special decryption downloader, and turned to leave.

Tony looked at what Pepper had put down, only to see that it was the simple ark reactor that had been replaced.

At that moment, it was on a pedestal and covered with a glass cover, like a medal.

His expression was complicated, and his thoughts were in a mess.



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