I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

The new armor uses two energy sources as its supply, and this is only the first generation of the Fighter.

In Ivan's mind, the fighter should be upgraded again.

With the foundation, upgrading will be faster.

At best, the current fighter is only the Mark 4 level used by Iron Man last time. To completely defeat Tony, he needs to speed up the pace of upgrading.

Tony Stark is not just a person, he has the entire Stark Industries behind him, as well as Jarvis who can provide him with various services.

Ivan is only one person, and all the machines are made by himself.

This also greatly slowed down the speed of his update iterations.

To this end, John suggested: "You can find some assistants, subdivide your production tasks and hand them over to the assistants."

Ivan felt that it was too slow to do it alone.

It's a pity that he doesn't have Jarvis, otherwise he could double this speed.

The first-generation machine was placed in the Taran Industrial underground laboratory.

Since the laboratory was damaged by the explosion, they needed to reinstall more advanced experimental equipment.

During this period, under Ivan's personal supervision, the Tallan reactor responsible for power supply was moved to another floor.

Olof rubbed his hands and often went to Ivan's to check on the progress.

Every time he passed by Dou Zhe, who was lying quietly in the charging cabin, he couldn't hide the fondness in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fear of Ivan's strike, this guy would definitely move the fighter to his office for collection.

The new laboratory will take some time to consolidate.

Steel and cement were used to strengthen the laboratory walls to prevent them from being bombarded again and spreading outside.

Using the latest impact-absorbing sandwich sheet, it can absorb 75% of impact.

The entire Tallan Industrial Building is also being renovated.

Broken glass cleaned and replaced.

Orlov specially reserved an office for John, right on the top floor.

It has a view of the entire Manhattan area and is the tallest building except for the Stark Tower which is under construction.

Taran Industries has a holiday and pays bonuses, which improves the happiness index of employees.

...

In Miami Beach, employees of Tallan Industries enjoy the beach and barbecue.

John put one hand in his pocket, looked at Ferdinand who was having a barbecue outside, smiling with white teeth, and said with emotion: "I didn't know you had a resort hotel here."

Olof hugged her from left to right, and those sexy and beautiful female models smiled coquettishly in his arms.

Hearing John's question, Olof denied: "This is not mine, it is your father's."

John: "..." It seemed like I heard something extraordinary.

His expression was slightly stiff. When Olof saw it, he laughed and said, "Don't worry, your mother knows that this place was originally going to be transformed into a Continental Hotel, but unfortunately, people come here often to travel, so I gave up this idea."

John was relieved when he heard this. He didn't want his father to be rushed to the hospital by his mother.

Since it is our own business, giving employees holidays is not a problem.

"Your assistant is on leave for a long time." Olof patted the buttocks of the two beauties and asked them to leave first. He came over and said, "You'd better find another one. I know you often don't handle those official duties. "

"At our level, many things don't need to be done personally," Olof chuckled, showing a lewd smile, "Assistants do it during the day, and they do it at night..."

"I'm not you." John said angrily, "But you reminded me that I should find an assistant."

If you have an assistant, you don't need to ask Ferdinand to do things like buying a house.

The boy asked him to buy a house last time, but ended up buying it for himself at a price 30% higher than the value of the house.

Although rich, the money of rich people is not stupid.

John also felt that he needed a professional.

After all, he has been in the wizarding world longer than the Muggle world, and there are some areas where he cannot compare to professionals.

"As long as you understand," Olof picked up a glass of champagne and danced outside, "life is the most important thing, John."

His cheerful appearance and fat belly make it difficult for people to associate him with the former King of War.

The days of licking blood from the edge of a knife are gone forever. Olof prefers to enjoy life, driving a luxury car and taking beautiful women with him.

...

After returning to New York from Miami, Ferdinand still had more to say.

"We should stay at the beach longer, boss," Ferdinand said while driving. "After all, I am also an employee of Taran Industries."

"If you are willing to pay me back the extra 10,000+ I spent," John looked out the window from behind and said calmly, "I wouldn't mind letting you stay a little longer."

Ferdinand stopped talking. He was killed by that smelly old man for not understanding the market.

John opened the newly purchased laptop, typed on the keyboard, and posted an assistant recruitment information on it.

After posting, he shut down the computer and set it aside.

After all, Ferdinand has been driving for John for a while, and he also knows some of John's preferences and frequent places.

Just as he was about to go to the yellow restaurant, John said, "Go to Stark Industries."

"What?" Ferdinand turned the wheel and said exaggeratedly, "Boss, we can't just kill Tony Stark to reduce competition."

He thought John was going to kill Tony Stark.

John was speechless: "What do you want? I made an appointment with Stark."

"Okay." Ferdinand was curious about the intersection between the two people.

After all, Ivan is still hiding in Taran Industries, and John is hiding Tony Stark's nemesis, so he doesn't look like a friend in any way.

Drive to Stark Industries and stop downstairs.

John didn't open the door and went out. He waited in the car for Tony to come over.

Soon, Tony came over under the protection of his fat bodyguard Happy.

No, it's the head of security now.

Happy saw Ferdinand leaning on him outside the car and immediately became alert.

Perhaps it was the mutual induction between the drivers, Ferdinand and Happy had a strange feeling when they looked at each other.

Watch out for each other.

As Happy's boss, Tony said: "Okay, take the things over for me."

After saying that, Tony stood over and greeted John, "Hi, British gentleman."

"I thought you would postpone it until next year." John opened the car door and got out and said casually, "Renovate the building?"

"This will become a landmark building." Tony said confidently, "I can let you take photos for free."

"Don't you think the appearance of this building is a bit too sloppy?"

John asked: "Did you draw the design yourself?"

"Ahem, yes, don't you think it's very personal?" Tony's aesthetics were laughed at.

John gave him a knowing look.

As for taking pictures, if John remembered correctly, this place would be destroyed in no time.

Happy handed the silver suitcase to Ferdinand. Although Ferdinand didn't know what it was, he still acted very professionally. He stood in a military posture and looked like a professional security guard.

John asked casually: "How is clean energy research going?"

Tony said: "It's good, especially with new ideas."

"That's good," John opened the box that Ferdinand handed over. There was a USB flash drive lying inside, and he threw it up and caught it. "We're almost there."

"Then I will only be faster." Tony replied not to be outdone.

To this John just said meaningfully, "Let's see who is faster."

It's an energy race.

After getting in the car, John didn't forget to give Tony a reminder, "You'd better upgrade your armor as soon as possible. We don't know what day there will be an accident here."

He wouldn't mind meeting a more powerful Iron Man when Ziya enters this world in the future.

Tony watched John's car leave. He stood there and his eyes changed, "Has Ivan already made the armor?"

He did not rule out this possibility. After all, Ivan was not a fool. On the contrary, he was a genius who could make steel soldiers.

Progress comes under pressure.

Tony's heart burned again.

...

new York.

A beautiful blond woman in a skirt, her beautiful gray-blue eyes reflected a recruitment information on the computer.

At the same time, her cell phone rang.

"You need to be by John Wick's side. Except for special circumstances, other things do not need to be reported."

"No matter what he asks you to do, you can decide for yourself whether to agree to it or not."

It was her boss on the other end of the phone, and the task conditions he gave were surprisingly liberal.

A trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she asked calmly: "Can I kill someone?"

"If the mission requires it, you can."

This is no longer as simple as an ordinary undercover agent.

The great freedom made this smart woman hesitate.

"what do I need to do?"

"No need," the man on the other end of the phone said, wearing a suit and sitting on a comfortable sofa, "just listen to him."

"correct."

As if remembering something, the man spoke.

"Don't look him in the eye."

...