American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

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Ina Sandra tapped her fingers on the desk, her beautiful and cold face full of annoyance. Finally, looking at Luke, who was sitting on the opposite chair using the White Queen to work, she helplessly opened her mouth, "Aerospace? Do you know how many projects we've launched recently? How much money has flowed out? How many people have been mobilized?"

"I can't help it. It concerns our future security and the future development of Heberon. This is urgent," Luke raised his head and looked at Ina Sandra, who looked helpless.

"It's just a few satellites. We can contract it out to others. Stark Industries has satellite launch services and customized services," Ina Sandra advised. "I know you want Heberon to become a large industrial group without any weaknesses, but time is too tight. In five years, we have been able to grow Heberon to its current size, which is already incredible."

"Are there any difficulties? Or are there more competitors outside?" Luke didn't really understand anything. He also understood Ina's difficulties, but as the saying goes, some things, once he makes up his mind, cannot be changed.

"Competitors don't matter. Anyway, at our stage, no matter which industry we enter, there are more enemies than friends. The key to the problem is not here, but what exactly do you want to do?" Ina Sandra waved her hand indifferently. Luke was in charge of the technology, and she was in charge of the rest. This was the tacit agreement they had from the beginning, so she didn't care about it. This was the problem she should face, bear, and solve.

What she cared about was that Luke had too many ideas, too many inspirations, and the technology was updated too much and too fast, so fast that she, who was proud of her ability, couldn't keep up with the cooperation.

"An experiment. A very important experiment," Luke said seriously.

"This planet can no longer carry you, have you already started to look at the boundless starry sky?" Ina Sandra laughed angrily. "Do you know how much I have to prepare for your casual words? New departments, new staff, new capital investment, new technology application directions and future plans, I'm already very busy, Luke! I've been so busy lately that I want to split myself into two or three!"

"I thought the White Queen could help you," Luke shrugged. "I created it for this moment."

"If it weren't for the White Queen, you wouldn't have seen me here two years ago! My office wouldn't be here either, but in a private hospital! In my exclusive ward!" Ina scratched her hair a little frantically. She always thought she was a very calm person, so calm that she was mean, indifferent, and emotionless, but only Luke could easily break her defense.

Ina thought Luke would play on the [ground], but he suddenly told her that he wanted to go to [heaven]!

"Really can't?" Luke still wanted to struggle.

Looking at Luke's face, the frantic Ina suddenly calmed down: "You can know the company's data information and capital flow from the White Queen. Do you know how many new projects you have launched in the past two months? Most of them are still in the laboratory, or stored as Heberon's technical heritage. They occupy a lot of funds. Our research funds for this year have already been overspent…"

"Research funding overspending, isn't this an annual routine?" Luke raised his hand, which earned him a fierce death glare from Ina.

"It's impossible to open an aerospace department immediately. No money, no people, no time. You have to wait for me to finish this business at hand at least," Ina Sandra compromised as in previous disputes. Of course, as in the past, while compromising, she also put forward her own opinions.

"Okay, okay, but what about what you said, Stark Industries?" Luke picked up the tablet and stood up.

"I said, I will immediately contact Stark Industries and send your big toy to the universe in a hurry," Ina waved her hand, signaling Luke to leave quickly.

...

Inside the weapon testing and security training ground of Heberon Industrial Park, Snoke was leading a twelve-person team in related recovery and adaptive training. Seeing Luke's arrival from afar, Snoke immediately dropped the team members who were still testing and training, and took the initiative to meet him. His life during this period was like a dream. Although he couldn't return to the battlefield he was familiar with, he felt good after living in Heberon for two weeks.

There are all kinds of unexpected technological products here, as well as all kinds of new equipment and weapons that are not seen outside, and there are corresponding supporting training methods. He also has a new batch of subordinates again.

"BOSS," Snoke came to Luke's side and stood up straight, calling out.

"It seems that you have recovered well, how is the new arm?" Luke looked at Snoke, who was refreshed, and looked at the silver metal arm that was exposed from the sleeve of his right hand, and asked.

"Great," Snoke was as concise as ever, but the light in his eyes still revealed his inner satisfaction. Seeming to be afraid that the two words would make Luke dissatisfied, after a pause, Snoke added: "I like it very much, and they like their new limbs as well."

"If you mind, you can cover it with a layer of bionic skin," Luke looked at Snoke's mechanical arm. Yes, it was a mechanical arm, not a metal arm. It was a model specially customized by Luke for his security team. The mechanical limb has a miniature energy battery core, as well as corresponding equipment such as electric shock, signal receiver, interference chip, special magazine and muzzle. This ensures that Snoke and the others can maintain a certain combat effectiveness even without battle suits and other weapons.

"No need, we all like it very much," Snoke emphasized again.

Luke shrugged and looked at the team not far away.

"Those are the people selected according to the filtered list you gave me. Most of them have a special skill. With complete equipment, I don't think anyone can break through their blockade and harm the people they protect," Snoke said confidently. "Of course, this complete equipment is best our Heberon equipment."

"Very good, how long will their training take?" Luke squinted his eyes and asked.

"They are already very good, so they only need to restore their state, familiarize themselves with the cooperation, and familiarize themselves with the new equipment, and they will soon form combat effectiveness. If you are in a hurry, BOSS, I can guarantee that they will form a certain combat effectiveness within three days," Snoke guaranteed.

"Then three days. Also, what about the other personnel who signed the contract?" Luke asked about those who signed ordinary confidentiality agreements and security agreements.

"After Red Queen confirmed that their identities were temporarily credible, some of them were stuffed into the security department by Miss Ina," Snoke grinned. He also entered this department to find out that Heberon's security department had just experienced a major personnel purge, dismissing a large number of the original security guards. Now, this group of retired soldiers who came to install prosthetic limbs were directly caught as conscripts.

Of course, Snoke didn't think this was a bad thing. At least these people can still have a decent job. The company is good, and the salary is also good. It's better than running out of options and joining a gang.