Marvel Super Armor

"Since Feiji didn't tell you, he must have his own considerations, so it's not good for us to talk too much. You should ask him yourself after you go back." Ororo said while unbuckling his seat belt.

"...Tsk, it seems like I really wanted to ask." Ethan muttered unhappily.

"Your uncle has many difficulties. He did this entirely to protect you."

Logan looked at him seriously: "Believe me, apart from your parents, he is the person who loves you the most in this world."

The X-Men all looked in surprise. They didn't expect that Logan, a rough guy with negative emotional intelligence, would actually explain to Feige. Sure enough, the friendship established by fighting side by side is the strongest.

"Don't worry, I know."

Ethan shrugged and followed Logan out of the Blackbird.

"Ethan!"

The first one to rush up was Jasmine. She saw through Ethan's uncoordinated movements at a glance and was about to call the medical staff to help him deal with his injuries.

"Hey, no, no, mom!"

Ethan quickly stopped him, grabbed the chattering steel floating next to Ororo and pressed it on his chest, indicating that as long as he didn't die, minor injuries like this could be healed by the armor on its own.

"Where's Uncle Fergie?"

After finally stopping his mother, Ethan asked strangely to Kate, who was standing next to Jasmine.

"He was slightly injured and is receiving emergency treatment over there." Kate sighed helplessly: "If the air elemental demon wants to escape, there is no way to stop it. N-Tek and so many people have not been able to control it."

"No, it ran away in the end?"

Steel's subconscious question stabbed Kate hard, and the heroic eldest sister squatted aside and drew circles in autistic manner.

Fortunately, no one was killed in this battle, and although the air elemental demon ran away, the mission goal was to save Ethan.

The current situation is that the mission has been successfully completed, and a secret base in Makino has also been provided. If I have to say it, N-Tek has actually made a lot of money.

The work of cleaning the battlefield was just a little boring and painful. After receiving Professor Charles, the X-Men chatted with Ethan for a while and then left.

Ethan and Jasmine were also sent home by Fei Ji, and they fell asleep on the bed without even taking a shower.

Jasmine quietly looked at her son's miserable state with distress, recalling the pictures she had glimpsed when reporting to Knight today, a fierce light flashed in her eyes.

Superman Industries…

……

Hand, sewer base.

"In other words, this device is a part of the space-time teleporter?"

Stockman said excitedly, completely forgetting that three minutes ago he was almost thrown into the space vortex by Kale because he couldn't find Shredder's guilt.

"I will send people to collect the other two parts. All you have to do is reassemble them into a space-time teleporter." Schrader said with a cold face.

He recalled the previous words he had with Lange in the technological fortress, and he almost wanted to break his back molars.

Although we don't know the details of this guy, we can initially judge from the information revealed in the conversation that he is a ruthless man who can match wits and courage with the Nova Legion.

As a fugitive who had hidden his traces in this remote planet for many years, he knew without even thinking that he would not be able to fight back. There was no possibility of counterattack.

When I assemble the space-time teleporter, I'll use it to run away. I'm an idiot to stay here and wait for the smelly octopus to come to my door.

But before leaving the earth, there are still some things that need to be resolved...

Schrader's thoughts were flowing, and he looked at Stockman who was drooling over the teleportation device with disgust, pointed at the computer and said:

"This contains the data left by the lizard people during previous research. I will give you a month to copy the mutation potion."

"This... one month is really a bit..."

Stockman met Schrader's eyes, his legs trembled, and he changed his words:

"I, I will try my best."

"...It's best that way."

Shredder gave him a thoughtful look and slowly sank into the shadows.

……

The symbolic rising sun finally came belatedly, bringing a ray of warmth to New York, which was already scarred after an unprecedented night of chaos.

[Last night, an accident occurred at the Hammer Industrial Technology Exhibition. The mechanical soldiers used for the display suddenly attacked the audience in time and space. So far, 12 people have died and 276 people have been injured. The president of Hammer Industries has been arrested by the New York Police Department backstage at the scene. , please wait for subsequent reports for details.Almost at the same time, a destructive humanoid creature attacked...]

Norman turned off the slightly noisy TV, rubbed his temples, which ached a little from a night of sleepless nights, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. Dr. Gray's report from the phone call came to his mind:

'The injury is not serious. He will recover as long as he rests for a while. He will be observed here for a week and then he can be taken home to rest. '

There were too many injured people to count in New York last night. Doctors from hospitals and clinics all over the city were mobilized. Doctors from the Medical Research Department of Oshi Group naturally also participated in the rescue operation. Gray was also busy until dawn. Take a short break.

In front of Norman's eyes, the scene of Harry's abdomen full of blood appeared again, and he collapsed helplessly in his arms. He couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Olivia Octavius..."

He used all his strength to almost squeeze out the name from between his teeth, with overwhelming murderous intent:

"I must make you pay the price...!!!"

"Ring-ring--"

The landline on the table suddenly rang.

Norman frowned when he saw the caller's number. He took two deep breaths to calm down. He switched to an enthusiastic businessman's face without any hindrance and raised his hand to answer the call:

"It's rare to see a general calling from a private number. It must be something important..."

[The super soldier project that we previously cooperated with the Aoshi Group has been cancelled. 】

General Ross's voice was slightly distorted through the microphone.

"...This joke is not funny, General."

The smile on Norman's face couldn't be maintained: "I have invested billions in this project, and now it has reached the last step. As long as the side effects are solved, the development will be successful. Just give me a little more time..."

"Forget this project, Osborne. The serum you developed is not far enough to strengthen the human body. We now have a better alternative."

General Ross raised the vial in his hand to his eyes. The emerald green serum was clear and transparent under the morning light.

【But I am going to succeed!You can't break the contract with just one sentence! 】

Norman suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

"No, of course I can."

General Ross picked up the cigar that had just been cut on the table, held it in his mouth, and lit the fire calmly:

"Your project has failed. Dr. Connors is the proof. Mr. President does not want to see the soldiers who protect our country turn into big green-skinned lizards with long tails."

[But Connors is responsible for other things...]

Norman's voice suddenly got stuck, and he had already realized what General Ross meant.

No matter what your reasons are, the people above have decided to stop this project, and you will bear the losses yourself.

Exploiting it like crazy when it's useful, and discarding it decisively when it's no longer useful. This is Norman's usual method. He didn't expect that one day it would be his turn to be abandoned.

"I'm just calling you to inform you, not to ask for your opinion. This project has been stopped."

General Ross hung up the phone without any hesitation, took a deep puff of his cigar, and exhaled a puff of white smoke mixed with the fragrance of coffee and truffles with satisfaction.

"How's Blonsky doing?"

He looked up at the adjutant standing across from the desk.

"Still maintaining his mutated body shape, SHIELD's containment team blasted him with a cell division inhibitor last night. This is the only thing that can slow down his movements at present. Thanks to this, he is still in a coma. Make a big fuss.”

Adjutant Report: "However, the manufacturing process of this thing is too troublesome. There are not many in stock at present. It was left over when Wolverine invaded the base. Those experts are trying to find ways to copy more."

"Be sure to keep an eye on him. If a situation like last time happens again and all the passages are blocked, I don't believe he can survive without air."

General Ross ordered, and the deputy general exited with the order.

The veteran general who had spent half his life in the military sat back in his chair, picked up the serum again and was slightly lost in thought, his eyes lit up with the flame of ambition:

"I will make the Lighthouse Country great again..."

……

"Clap!!!"

Norman, who had always been proud of Qi-nurturing Kung Fu, was so angry that he smashed the expensive landline phone against the wall, and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"……Enter."

Norman's voice was as dull as a raging lion, as if he would pounce on the visitor in the next second, tear out the throat, and drink the sweet blood.

"Boss, Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes from the military called just now..."

The capable male secretary walked in quickly. He noticed the mess in the room midway through his words. The boss seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't know whether to continue talking.

"Go on, why is he calling?"

Norman crossed his hands, his fingers were congested and swollen from being strangled with each other, and he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Well... Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes said..."

The secretary lowered her head and did not dare to look at Norman's eyes, and said cautiously:

"The military has obtained Tony Stark's suit. After last night's actual combat test, it recognized the performance of the suit. Therefore, there is no need for the suit developed by our company. The cooperative suit research and development project will be cancelled... …”

"Oh, is there anything else?" Norman said expressionlessly.

Isn't this a big deal?

The secretary was a little surprised and said: "The failure of the nuclear fusion experiment yesterday triggered widespread public opinion. The public relations department is already handling it, but it is a bit difficult because the guests present are all dignitaries."

"I see, let's go."

Norman waved his hands calmly, with a calm aura that showed his face remained unchanged despite the collapse of a mountain. Even the secretary who was a little flustered became much calmer.

Norman closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled until his lungs could no longer bear it. This went on for a full three minutes.

When he opened his eyes again, he had transformed back into the captain leading a giant ship, riding the wind and waves in the bottomless sea of ​​the financial market.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, opened the door calmly and walked out. He walked towards the conference room in the eyes of everyone in the company with various emotions, walking steadily like a king who stood upright.

It doesn't matter, the setback is only temporary. As long as you stabilize the group of visionary idiots on the board of directors, you still have many money-making projects in your hands and can lead the company back on track.

Norman put a confident smile on his face and resolutely opened the door to the conference room.

Yes, as long as you survive this meeting...

"Norman Osborne, I regret to inform you that the board of directors will announce your removal within 30 days."

"You are fired."