The Super God Journey of American Comics

When the clock reached five forty, Allen sensed that Stark had finally arrived.

This guy was even late on purpose for a business meeting. One can imagine how much he resented Allen. He actually asked his assistant to put pressure on him. How did he know that he was a little afraid of Pepper? This bastard, I want him to look good later.

This is the inner activity of Stark that Allen knows telepathically. He rarely uses it at ordinary times. He only practices his superpower when no one is around, otherwise life would be too boring.

Soon Stark's complaints were heard outside the private room: "Pepper! Why do we come to see this guy named Ella? I'm very busy! I don't know him well either!"

This guy must have called him by the wrong name on purpose, this damn bastard! And he complained so loudly on purpose.

"His name is Alan Hart! Okay~! Tony! I know you don't like him! But this involves a billion-dollar business, and you have to be responsible to the shareholders!" Pepper's whispered advice came from outside the door. ! She must be having a headache with this big kid!

The door opened, and Stark and Pepper came in under the guidance of the waiter. Before Allen could say hello, Stark's eyes lit up.

Bypassing Allen, he went straight to Allen's assistant, extended his hand enthusiastically and said: "Beauty! Nice to meet you! My name is Tony, Tony - Stark, you must know me! You are a very special person. , do you have time to have a meal?"

Allen and Pepper looked at each other, what a bastard Stark!

Allen glanced at Tony sideways and stretched out his hand to Pepper: "Ms. Pepper! Hello! Nice to meet you! You are a responsible assistant and I appreciate you very much. I just promoted my assistant to deputy President, we still need a personal assistant, can you accept my invitation? Give me a 30% salary increase!"

Greer had never seen such a business meeting before, and was at a loss when she replied: "Nice to meet you! Mr. Stark! Well... I've been a little busy in the past week! I may not have time! I have a chance. talk later!"

Allen facepalmed a little. As a new assistant, couldn't he see that Tony was deliberately making his boss look bad? Just say no! Why do you say there is a chance!

Pepper is much more experienced, and I guess I see this kind of scene often: "Nice to meet you! Mr. Hart! Thank you for your appreciation! I have a good life at Stark, and I don't want to change jobs yet!"

Hearing this, Stark glanced at Allen proudly. He smiled at the assistant and said, "Then it's settled! We'll meet at Becco's restaurant this weekend. I heard that the Italian food there is good. There's a theater next door. Maybe we can watch an opera and have another pleasant night! What do you think? Woolen cloth?"

Stark, who had won the game, was in a great mood. Without waiting for Allen to say anything else, he greeted Allen again: "Hi! Mr. Allen Hart! I'm sorry I just met you! You know, beautiful ladies are better than men." Easily attracts attention!”

All right! Allen is not good at dealing with women, but I know your weakness: "Hi! Mr. Stark! I think you are right! Beautiful women are always more popular. I think your assistant is good, just right I’m going to invite her to be my assistant, and I’m going to promote her as the chief operating officer of our company in the future. She wants to consider it, what do you think? This will be very helpful for her career planning!”

"I don't think it's very good!" Stark looked at Pepper and felt a little angry. This guy really dared to do this! You must know that his company's official website announced in the morning that he would promote his assistant to vice president, which caused a huge response in the world media! There's really nothing wrong with promoting another COO. Although he is the chairman and president of Stark Industries, such a major personnel appointment is troublesome. Now it's not like in the future. He closed the weapons department, drove away Obadiah, and developed new energy sources. The company's power has been greatly increased, and its talents have been greatly improved.

He pushed Pepper to become president, but now he doesn't have the right. Unlike the current Allen-Hart, the company's major shareholders Caitlin and Ivy are all his good friends, and they don't care much about the company's operations. As a result, Allen has only one hand in the company, so what does he want to do? Just do it!

"Okay! This is just a suggestion! Let's eat first!" Allen came back and was in a good mood! He put his left hand on Stark's shoulder and led him reluctantly to the restaurant, relaxing the atmosphere. After all, he had something to ask for, right? But why are you putting your arm around his shoulders? You must know that Allen used to be 1.8 meters, but after taking the genetic potion, he reached 1.9 meters. Stark is only 1.7 meters. Are you really showing off your height?

While Stark pushed Allen away in disgust, he looked like Pepper and said angrily: "My Pepper will not work as an assistant at your place! I will give her a raise when I get back! No! Give it to me now He added!”

. . .

The four of them had a somewhat awkward dinner. We arrived at the lounge in the private room.

"Okay! Mr. Hart! I heard you have a billion-dollar business to discuss with me!"

"Yes! Mr. Stark! But you can call me Allen!"

"Okay! Allen, tell me what it is? But I may not accept it!" Taking a sip of red wine, Stark crossed his legs.

"As a genius inventor, you must know this!" After Allen said that, he took out a square password box more than one foot high from behind the sofa.

Stark was a little surprised. He didn't find this box just now. Of course you can't find it. Allen just took it out from his secret laboratory through space powers. This thing is very precious, and he won't carry it around with him.

The box was opened, and inside was a black base made of unknown metal, with no buttons in sight. The middle part of the base is inlaid with four unknown round transparent crystals in a square shape, and the crystals are emitting blue light. An octahedral black diamond-shaped metal is suspended above the crystal, slowly rotating. You can't tell what it is from the outside.

"What is this? The latest beauty equipment?" Stark looked at it for a while, but didn't see anything special. It looked like a floating device sold outside, which was nothing unusual.

Allen didn't say anything. Under Stark's surprised gaze, he took out a tablet from behind the sofa and handed it to him: "This is a primitive quantum computer, which I built. The tablet contains its design principles and manufacturing You can take a look at the drawings and the simple operating system of this quantum computer."

Stark took the tablet and looked at the small quantum computer on the table, with a shocked expression finally showing on his face.

He is no stranger to quantum computers. There is one in their company's laboratory, but it is almost as big as a football field and two stories high. Every minute it runs, the electric meter jumps so much that even he, a super rich man, is a little scared. Although the calculation speed is fast, it is not that exaggerated. Allen can build a quantum computer so small, regardless of the computing speed, that is a remarkable achievement. Isn't it strange that he doesn't study biology? Even if we occasionally cross boundaries, there’s no need to be so exaggerated! How does this leave him, a genius in physics and electronics, to deal with?

"Use special electromagnetic and gravitational fields?" Before reading the information, Stark just thought for a moment, and then asked with some uncertainty.

"As expected of Stark! He thought of it so quickly! I used special magnetic and gravitational fields to bind the quanta and make them fixed, and then used the weak nuclear force to influence their changes to achieve artificial interference so that they could operate. And calculation!" Allen nodded. There was nothing to say about Stark's level. When he saw the prototype, he could understand the principle with just a slight hint. What a man cursed by knowledge.

"Okay! I'll take this job! But a billion dollars isn't enough!" Stark then opened the tablet and started to look through the information.

"No! We work together! You are responsible for optimizing the operating system and computer architecture, improving performance, and reducing energy consumption. I am responsible for manufacturing the equipment. This thing is not easy to produce. I also used a special method to manufacture it. Generally The equipment can't be built." Allen shook his head and said.

It is true that this thing cannot be manufactured with current technology. Those positions were created through his clairvoyance and superpowers. It took him a long time to get it out, and if he wanted to improve the performance, he couldn't do it. This is a device more complex than an electronic computer, the crystallization of the wisdom of countless people. It is impossible for him to develop quantum computers by himself, and he must find some help. Stark is a great person to work with, and he is unparalleled in terms of performance optimization and innovation. Allen used superpowers and overclocking potions to no avail. Everyone has their own limit.

"Okay! When does it start? How about tonight?" Stark couldn't wait. This is an interesting challenge, and it can also be famous in history and make a big splash. The first designer and builder of a quantum computer, which is exciting to think about! It’s so to his liking!

"Not tonight! I have to attend a charity dinner held by the mayor. Tomorrow! You can read the information tonight, and we will start tomorrow! I hope you can keep this matter confidential! I trust you, so I won't sign a confidentiality agreement It’s a contract.”

Stark stood up, stretched out his hand and said, "I kind of like you! We have a great time cooperating!"

Allen also stood up and said: "Happy cooperation!"

At this time, Stark turned to Allen's assistant and said, "Remember this weekend, our date!"

. . . This bastard!

Stark walked away quickly and contentedly like a proud little rooster who had won. He didn't want to see Allen's face. He was young and handsome, but certainly not as handsome as him. The expression on this face must be bad now, haha! Thinking that he was poaching his assistant, I was a little annoyed, and also a little envious of Alan Hart.

"Pepper! You won't leave me, right?" Stark asked with some uncertainty, staring at Pepper.

Pepper looked at Stark with some humor, like a child about to have his toy taken away: "Of course not!" Stark felt happy when he heard this, and then mentioned it again: "But you won't let it down if you continue to do this. If it's a responsibility, I'll consider it!" Pepper finished speaking and walked away quickly.

Seeing Stark chasing Pepper away, Allen said to his assistant: "We have something to do over the weekend! Maybe your vacation will be ruined!"

"Uh...! Okay BOSS! Where is Stark...?"

"Ignore him!" Allen said decisively!