Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 153 Tony is not idle
The subsequent impact of this disaster is immeasurable. The shock on Wall Street alone is enough to make thousands of families happy and sad.

And the aftermath work is a mess.

The police department needs to count how many people died, how many people were missing, and how many people were injured in this terrible disaster.

For these people, how to provide compensation, how to deal with the buildings that have been shaken into dilapidated houses, and who should pay for the Midtown that has been almost flattened by half.

Is it the government, the banks, or those hapless bastards themselves...

In general, capitalists, you need to know how much money you have lost.

Of course, there is also the issue of resettlement of the affected people.

In this matter, Stark Industries has shown...an extraordinary sense of social responsibility.

Tony Stark took the lead, and Pepper Potts actively followed up. Using the influence of the group to recruit a large number of politicians and rich people, a post-disaster reconstruction committee was established to provide temporary housing and necessary supplies for homeless New Yorkers.

In the foreseeable chaos of law and order, Stark Industries also actively cooperated with the police, SHIELD and the FBI, and provided many high-tech products in the form of low-interest credit, which brought great benefits to the investigation of cases and the arrest of criminals. A lot of convenience.

Well, on credit, it is impossible to give away for free. Although it is a big dog, it can't let the public office take advantage of it.

Tony Stark might not care, but the rest of the committee very much.

This is a matter of principle!
The money of the big capitalists does not come from the wind.

Of course, these things are not important to most Zaun people, they don't bother to mix in such boring things as aftermath work, that is, there is oil and water to be fished out of it.

After the clown shot the void invasion, only about two hours later, the people who were still alive returned to their own territory.And started a carnival in the only bar in Zaun, and stayed up all night.

Victory always makes people feel happy.

This chaotic wine situation did not come to an end until the next morning.

The whole night, the laughter never stopped.

At this moment, Logan the Wolverine, Sett, and Graves, the butler of Zaun, were sitting together, chatting comfortably, looking very familiar.

In fact, before that, the friendship between Logan and the other two was limited to meeting each other, and they didn't say a few words.

But there is no way to increase the friendship between men faster than fighting side by side.

"Logan, seriously, your claws are amazing."

Sett sincerely praised.

"Really?" Logan clenched his right fist as if performing, and stretched out three sharp claws. He said, "Do you know what else this thing can do besides killing people?"

"What?"

Graves asked with interest.

This guy is of Maozi's blood, and he will never get drunk after a thousand cups, but after drinking so much alcohol and staying up all night, his spirit is still not very good.

After loading [Dragon Lord: Yanlong], Seti also officially stepped into the realm of inhumanity. Like Wolverine, he can still be full of energy after staying up for a few more nights.

Naturally, Graves couldn't compare with these two perverts.

Lao Maozi touched his beard, took one out of the cigar box, and prepared to refresh himself.

But it didn't stop him from teasing Logan's claws.

"Is it for peeling apples?"

Unexpectedly, Logan nodded: "Not only that, I often use it instead of cigar cutters."

Wolverine took out a cigar from Graves's box, and skillfully cut both ends of the cigar, then retracted the steel claws neatly, lit it for himself slowly, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out , sincerely praised:
"Good quality!"

"Hey, don't think I didn't notice, you are obviously following my good things."

Graves grumbled.

"You bastard, don't be so hypocritical."

Sett couldn't smoke a cigar, so he just lit a cigarette for himself, and the three of them insulted each other a few words, each swallowing their clouds.

After a while, Sett looked at Wolverine's already healed fist and asked thoughtfully.

"Logan."

"Ok?"

"Does it hurt when you stick out your paw?"

This question made Wolverine squint his eyes, he exhaled a mouthful of thick smoke, looked a little disappointed, and said slowly:
"Yes, every time."

After being silent for a while, Logan continued: "People will always experience some things. As long as those images flash in your mind, it can make you feel heartbroken... In this way, the pain brought by the claws is more like a pain. kind of gift.”

Graves: "Haha, you've got a story to tell."

"You don't need to pretend, brother, I can tell from the look in your eyes that there are also some things that torment you every night in your sleep."

Sett's eyes lit up immediately: "Really? You're not brother enough, I don't even know!"

Thinking about it carefully, Graves is quite strange in many ways. He has a long-term gangster life, and he has a cultural atmosphere that cannot be dispelled.

Sett discovered this when he was in Hell's Kitchen. Ordinary low-level people don't have the heart to read the Bible and poetry well, and they have pretty good management and overall planning skills.

What is certain is that this guy must have had a good educational experience before coming to America.

But Graves was rather dissatisfied with the young man's look.

"You heartless bastard, is this something to be curious about?"

After evading for a while, facing Seti's cross-examination, he still explained something.

"Actually, you don't need to say too much, you should be able to understand," knocking the cigar on the table and taking another big puff, Graves' face was full of memories.

"The year I smuggled into the United States was at the end of 1991."

Logan suddenly realized, shook his head, clinked glasses with Graves, and sighed: "The torrent of the times and the sadness it brings to people are the most irresistible."

Wolverine, who has lived for hundreds of years, knows this well.

Sett was confused: "Is there anything special?"

"You were only four years old at that time... It's normal that you don't feel deeply."

Graves patted the young man on the back and skipped the subject.

"Logan, have you resolved the conflict with Singed?"

As a butler, Graves naturally knew that Logan and Singed had a fight.

"Well, he has nothing to do with the people who arrested me, and he promised me that when he has time, he will make me more human."

Logan touched the hair on his chin: "But to be honest, I quite like the way it is now."

Sett: "Yeah, half-human, half-beast, really handsome."

Wolverine smiled, and then, as if suddenly remembering, he said, "Speaking of which, where are the Singeds?"

Graves leaned on the table, frowned, and couldn't hide his tiredness: "I only saw him and the clown go to the back room... It seems that there is something to talk about, and we have been talking for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clown and Singed came out. The two of them continued talking, and they could vaguely hear words such as "North Africa", "Desert" and "Shurima". Soon, Singed He staggered away, not knowing what to do.

The clown looked at the three of them, nodded, and said, "I still have something to do in the afternoon, so hurry up and get some sleep."

Graves frowned, trying to force himself: "Does S.H.I.E.L.D. want to talk to us?"

"It's not S.H.I.E.L.D., it's the Security Council. Those bums don't shed tears until they see the coffin. After suffering this hard, they finally know who is the boss now."

Logan raised a finger: "Beforehand, I won't go."

There are many things that Wolverine hates, and blustery politicians and hypocrites are probably only ranked behind the arch-enemy William Stryker and the old rival Saber-toothed Tiger.

Clown: "Whoever you are, Logan, Zaun will never force anyone to do anything."

Logan laughed and toasted: "For Zaun."

People who were still awake raised their glasses to cheer:
"For Zaan!"

……

Leaving the bar, the clown went straight to Victor's laboratory, and when he got there, he found that Tony Stark was also here.

The latter naturally didn't have a good face towards him, or in other words, Tony didn't have a good face towards most people.

But in this crisis context, Tony is very clear that the two sides must establish a cooperative relationship.

But this did not delay him from being on guard against this lunatic.

The clown doesn't care, what he needs is not Iron Man's trust, but Iron Man's creativity.

"How is it going?"

Victor: "It's gratifying. As of now, a mass-produced machine, an elite individual machine, and a large combat mech have all been designed."

"Wow, show me."

[Apple robot] and artificial intelligence.

【Source Project: War】

【Batian Sword Demon】

The clown took a brief look.

The first one is what Victor has been developing, which is equivalent to a fully upgraded version of the scavenger robot, which can be said to be full of visual sense.

Very well, the pioneers of machinery have finally invented the robot Blitzc...

The third one is not difficult to understand. They have seen the battle scene of Aatrox and used it as a prototype to design a super-sized, melee assault war machine.

This was also planned from the beginning. He had reminded Victor that the void creatures could be extremely large.

It was the second one, which caused the clown to look a few more times in surprise.

Seeing his actions, Tony said proudly.

"How, are you surprised?"

The main designer of this single-soldier combat machine became Tony. He adopted and optimized Victor's design ideas, and also integrated the knowledge recorded in [Secret of the Ascender].

Tony said: "The so-called ascender is a super soldier formed by instilling some kind of energy into the human body and storing it in the cells."

Victor: "Normal human flesh and blood obviously don't have this ability, and will only explode into lumps of minced meat and bones under the action of energy."

"Yes, so what is recorded in this experimental material is the knowledge of evolution using energy."

"evolution?"

Even knowing some background, the clown, that is, Su Ge, was still a little surprised.

Tony nodded: "These researchers believe that when receiving energy infusion, you can use that energy first. If you evolve yourself to a perfect form, you may become an ascender... The information is not complete, I don't know the final result Whether it was successful or not, but their ideas are worth learning from.”

"Flesh and flesh are too fragile, so they can't be used as high-energy containers, but specialized machines can."

Victor went on to add:
"Do a developmental simulation based on a person's gene, and build a machine against it. After infusing energy, and then introducing the gene, you can get a machine that has part of the ability of the original owner of the gene... I have to say, Tony is really amazing."

"You can do it too."

Tony smiled.

"But this kind of high-precision operation is impossible for ordinary laboratories, so I still have to use mine. And the first-generation machine uses... Kratos' genes."

The clown clicked his tongue: "You guys really miss that bald head!"

He didn't bother to ask Tony how he collected it. There is always a chance for this kind of thing if you think about it.

Fortunately, the vest made of the mask is fundamentally different from the main body, so there is no need to worry about revealing anything.

Looking at the flamboyant robot holding a spear on the blueprint, the clown nodded:

"Not bad...it's progressing faster than I thought."

The war machine built in this way is still very worth looking forward to.Because as long as the mechanical strength can withstand it, the level of infused energy is high enough... There is almost no upper limit to its combat power.

In general, the cooperation of Victor and Tony Stark brought him some surprises.

This is just the initial results, if they continue to research... more generations of machines will be born.

With a sense of novelty and excitement, the clown stayed until the afternoon, and did not come out of the laboratory until he was informed by Graves that he was going to leave.

Bored, Tony got into Mark's suit and took off before them.

On the line with the Security Council, the big man Tony Stark, naturally cannot be absent.

After making some preparations, the clown said, "Let's go, today is a big day that will determine the fate of the earth."

(End of this chapter)