American Comics: I Am Tall, Rich And Handsome, But I Was Pushed Back By Black Widow

"Order the relevant materials and the tritium elements will be obtained directly from the factory."

Satisfied with the answer, Byrne continued.

"Okay, sir."

Edith agreed and completed the order in the background.

"Then there's the Gundam suit."

The sound of keyboard tapping sounded again.

Compared with the ultra-high level micro tritium atomic furnace, the codes and drivers related to Gundam Armor are much simpler.

Coupled with the ready-made Mark 2 armor reference, making it is not as troublesome as starting from scratch.

The only troublesome problem is the circuit problem.

What he wants to do is definitely not the kind of Mark armor wearing a Gundam coat.

If you want to do it, you must make it a real Gundam!

And it's the Strike Freedom Gundam equipped with the Super Dragoon system!

In the end, it took a total of nearly five hours, and just before dawn, all the problems were finally solved.

“All that’s left is modeling and real-world testing!”

If you want to make a Gundam, you definitely can't just type codes and connect circuits.

It also needs to be repeatedly tested, modified, verified, and improved.

"Edith, how many combat drones are there?"

Byrne poured himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself.

"Sir, we can assemble a thousand units as of now."

Edith checked it out and replied.

"Then let's assemble a thousand units first and use them."

Byrne nodded and then asked, "How are the materials for the tritium nuclear reactor being prepared?"

"Everything is ready. It will be delivered at eight o'clock in the morning."

"Very good. In addition, help me order two hundred kilograms of gold and titanium alloy from Cisco."

Tony's Mark 3 used one hundred kilograms of gold and titanium alloy, and he didn't know how much his Gundam would use.

It’s not a bad thing to buy more, just be prepared.

"Already ordered."

Edith answered.

"Go give Obadiah the first surprise."

Byrne gave an order and left the basement.

No matter how hard he worked, he still had to eat something. He hadn't eaten for almost a day.

After he left, Edith immediately started to act according to his wishes.

Effortlessly bypassing the Stark corporate firewall and spending another minute evading detection by J.A.R.V.I.S.

Directly hacked into Obadiah Stan's computer.

...

"You finally came out."

Natasha Romanoff, who was leaning on the sofa, stretched her waist, and her proud capital suddenly squeezed shapeshifting, as if she was about to jump out of the tight black leather combat jacket.

"Ready to leave?"

Byrne was slightly surprised to see her change back into her combat uniform.

"There are things that need to be dealt with."

Natasha Romanoff nodded.

"Tony and Pepper didn't know what happened last night."

If they knew what happened last night, they would inevitably worry again.

It's not impossible for him to move back to the beach house.

Then you'll have to be nagged by Pepper and Tony all day again.

The development of Gundam Suit may come to nothing.

"S.H.I.E.L.D does its work with utmost confidence."

Natasha Romanoff turned around and smiled confidently.

"Don't forget what you promised me."

Byrne stepped forward, hooked his right hand, and pressed the proud curve to his chest, feeling the other person's heartbeat.

The other hand took advantage of the situation to catch the pretty peach.

"You need to deal with Nick Fury and those old guys first."

Natasha Romanoff stood up on tiptoes and tapped his lips gently.

"gone."

Then she broke away from his arms and waved.

She was worried that if she stayed for one more second, she would be reluctant to leave.

Fat times were wet.

"Have breakfast."

Byrne tried to stay.

The response he got was just a back view.

Obviously, today's date was ruined.

"Boss, breakfast is ready."

Helen Zhao came over.

"How's the stock market?"

Byrne watched Natasha Romanoff get into an SUV, then looked back at her.

Today, Helen Zhao is still wearing the slim-fitting OL short skirt suit with black stockings and long-legged high heels.

"Another 2 percentage points drop."

Helen Zhao took out her tablet and called up the data.

"The net can be closed tomorrow night."

Originally, he planned to buy all the stocks he sold yesterday.

However, after deciding to let Obadiah be ruined before killing him, he temporarily gave up his plan to close the net.

He believes that when things about Obadiah come out, he will be lowered again.

"Okay, boss."

Helen Zhao nodded in agreement.

"Cook me three kilograms of wontons. I'm starving."

He walked towards the restaurant and looked at the milk and sandwiches on the table.

Byrne turned around and said.

"Three pounds?"

Helen Zhao thought she heard wrongly.

"right."

Byrne nodded affirmatively, picked up the sandwich and ate it in a few bites.

After the fourth-dimensional attributes were improved, his appetite also became larger.

In addition, he has not eaten for almost a day, let alone three kilograms, and now he can eat ten kilograms of beef.

"Okay boss."

Helen Zhao walked to the kitchen.

Byrne turned on the TV and drank milk to see what news there was.

It turned out that two of them were actually related to him.

"The latest report is that a series of car accidents occurred on Highway 1 last night, causing two oil tankers to explode, killing 143 people."

"New York State University will hold a large-scale open class this Friday. The young genius who solved the Covellia inequality equation, Byrne Stark, will serve as the lecturer of this open class. It is understood that Byrne Stark is also the second largest shareholder of Stark Group. Stark The second son of the family, please let us learn about his other amazing achievements..."

"..."

Byrne was stunned on the spot.

The first piece of news is obviously the work of S.H.I.E.L.D, and there is nothing wrong with it.

As for the second article...

He knew that with his multi-layered identity, he was destined to be unable to keep a low profile, but he never expected to be so high-profile!

The fact that those old guys from Bratton actually gave him a public class was on the news!

This is not over yet, they also dug up things from his childhood!

Even the furthest winner of the pissing contest was revealed!

Can you still give public lectures well?

"Edith, deal with it."

He quickly ordered.

I believe that as long as it is handled quickly, not many people will know about it.

After all, the Internet has no memory.

"Okay, sir."

Edith's voice came from the headphones.

"Ding! Trigger the limited-time bounty mission [Open Class]!"

"Note: After the lecture, the system will score based on the quality and influence of the lecture. The higher the score, the more generous the reward will be!"

The system sound suddenly sounded.

"The higher the score, the more generous it will be? This is telling me to stop keeping a low profile and talk openly!"

Byrne was a little surprised.

This was the first time he had seen such a bounty mission.

"In this case..."

He already knew in his heart what he should talk about in the open class the day after tomorrow.