A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

The next day, Stark's private residence.

After a crazy night, Tony still failed to complete the goal he set.

The ten supermodels who came to the appointment almost tried their best to squeeze this playboy dry.

just a little bit...

Tony didn't die of palladium poisoning, but of tenderness.

Time passed to noon.

The bright sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as well as the sound of sea water lapping on the reef, woke Tony up after a tiring night.

Tony opened his eyes and found that there were two beautiful legs on his belly. Looking sideways, he saw ten hot supermodels lying on the bed.

Tony rubbed his sore waist, feeling his throat was hot and dry, so he moved away the beautiful legs that were pressing on him, got up and drank the remaining wine at the table.

"Sir, Ms. Natasha is here." Jarvis' voice came from the room and projected the video.

on the screen.

A vehicle with the special logo of S.H.I.E.L.D. was parked at the door, and Natasha was still carrying a huge iron box in her hand, surrounded by more than a dozen agents who were responsible for escorting the target of this mission.

"Understood, let her wait for me downstairs." Stark rubbed his tired cheeks, put on a silk nightgown casually, and then said with a yawn, "Jarvis, make me a cup of coffee, Arrange for them to leave by the way."

"Understood, sir." Jarvis said.

'They' refers to the ten supermodels.

Being able to have a one-night affair with the famous Iron Man, and a large sum of dollars in comfort afterwards, the combination of fame and fortune is enough to make these supermodels shut their mouths and leave obediently.

There is nothing in the world that money cannot do. If there is, it means that there is not enough money. This sentence can be said to be the ideal and true portrayal of Tony Stark’s pursuit of the first half of his life.

...

Natasha was sitting alone on the sofa with a huge half-meter-long iron box in her hand. Seeing Tony come down from the stairs clutching his old waist, she teased and said, "It seems that our playboy had a good time last night." Crazy?"

Tony's attention was all attracted by the iron box, he ignored Natasha's sarcasm, swallowed his saliva, and said excitedly: "This...is the information he left behind?"

"That's right, that's it." Natasha pushed the iron box over and said, "The concept of 'Ark Reactor' proposed by Howard is all in this iron box. I hope you can make good use of it."

"Ark... Reactor?" Tony was startled when he heard the words, a trace of sadness flashed imperceptibly in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, showing a stubborn look, curled the corner of his mouth and said: "Obviously it is The arc reactor, he stole my invention."

Either the arc reactor or the ark reactor.

No matter which one is just a name, even Tony himself doesn't know why he has to bother with this thing.

Natasha glanced at him with a smile. Tony's appearance and tone now resembled a child who was angry with his father.

Tony was stared at a little uncomfortable, feeling as if he had been seen through, and quickly asked: "So this Ark reactor is developed based on new elements?"

"That's right." Natasha didn't hide the fact that they had read the contents, and said bluntly: "According to Mr. Howard, the Ark reactor is the cornerstone of a new era."

"The cornerstone of the new era... Hehe, he really dares to say it." Tony felt a dull pain in his old waist, so he changed to a more comfortable sitting position and turned on the arrogant mode: "Even if the Ark Reactor is really Great, but it would be a bit too exaggerated to say that it can start an era?"

"Not an exaggeration."

Natasha shook her head, and said: "Originally, Mr. Howard wanted to use this to start the energy race, and in one fell swoop far compare the arms race, surpassing the Soviet Union at that time, but due to the constraints of the times, he still failed to do it in the end."

Tony still knew this history.

In the last century, the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union started an arms race to expand and develop new technologies. For a time, the two countries flourished, and various black technologies emerged, including some crazy designs.

"How do you know such details?" Tony frowned and asked, "My father...what the hell is he trying to do with this?"

"I'm not very clear about the specifics. Only the director knew what Mr. Howard wanted to do at the time." Natasha shook her head, expressing that she didn't know that much detail, and continued: "I only know that one of Mr. Howard's plans is to Build a huge ark reactor with a diameter of about a kilometer."

"Kilometers in diameter?"

Tony's mouth was big enough to stuff a watermelon. He said in disbelief, "This is the Ark reactor. What is he building it for? A super weapon?"

"About this, I don't know."

Natasha pushed the box over and said with a faint smile, "My mission is complete, it... the future is entrusted to you."

"Wait..." Tony suddenly said, calling out to Natasha who was about to leave.

Natasha turned her head, a trace of doubt flashed in her alluring eyes: "What's wrong?"

Tony gritted his teeth, and finally decided to ask: "What is going on between Anton Vanke... and my father?"

Ivan Vanke slandered his father as a despicable person, stole the research results of his father Anton Vanke, and deported Anton Vanke from the United States, causing Anton Vanke to be regarded as a spy after returning to the Soviet Union. He was imprisoned in a Siberian prison for the rest of his life and died depressed.

He wants to figure it out!

His father... Howard Stark, is he such a person!

"Anton Vanke is the other side of the coin."

Natasha saw Tony's thoughts, and relayed the director's words: "He cooperated with your father to develop the initial reactor, but he wanted to use this technology to sell money, so he was expelled by your father."

"When the Soviet Union found out that he had no theory to practice, they sent him to a Siberian prison, and spent the next 20 years vodka making him more and more angry, blaming all the faults on your father body."

"I understand."

Tony took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, feeling a little complicated.

He couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong in this matter.

But what is certain is that Anton Vanke did participate in the design of the Ark Reactor and contributed a lot to it, but he did not expect that Howard Stark also hid key information, which caused him to lack part of it. Theory, unable to create the reactor on its own, was imprisoned in Siberia by the irritated Soviet Union.

"By the way, Mr. Howard said something else."

Natasha walked through the door, turned around suddenly, and said, "Your father once said: You are the only one who has the means and knowledge to complete his unfinished business."

Tony turned his back to Natasha, slowly opened his eyes, and asked with complicated eyes: "Did he say that?"

"So, are you the person Mr. Howard said?" Natasha said lightly: "If so, I hope you can take on the unfinished business of Mr. Howard and start a new era."

"Ha ha......"

Tony let out a long breath, and seemed to let out all the problems that had been accumulated in his heart for many years: "Tell your chief, I owe him a favor."

"I will convey it on my behalf."

Natasha lifted her hair from the sideburns, turned and walked out of Stark's mansion.