Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

Two hours later, looking at the shooting range that looked like an Afghan battlefield, Rhode was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Yuri wiped the sweat from his head and understood that he was close to success!

Carl applauded at the right time: "Great! This is simply an epoch-making invention! With this weapon, our soldiers can push the enemy almost flat!

Rhode on the side showed a strange expression: Although he also has this idea, you are from Stark Industries!

Are you sure you want to speak for your competitors at Stark Industries' arms sales show?

Yuri rubbed his hands: "It's over, sir, but I think your exoskeleton is a perfect match with this weapon!"

Actually, I have some business plans..."

"Wait a minute—as the Eagle Nation military, I would like to remind you that the sale of combat exoskeletons is strictly regulated."

Rhode immediately stopped Yuri from continuing, warning that "maybe you think Stark Industries is a trade object for everyone, but they have a position.

Stark Industries helped us defeat the Nazis, defend the homeland security of the Eagle Nation and the stability of the global order, and they are not the arms traffickers you think.

Carl smiled behind him and said nothing—even though it should actually have been said by him, a Stark Industries employee.

In fact, the US military is fighting the Afghan war, and Obadiah will not only give weapons to the US military, but also sell them to the poor Afghans.

Tony Stark may feel like he has a position, but Obadiah is clear about himself and his company – they are arms dealers, international arms dealers.

Rhode was also a little puzzled: You laughed right next to you?

Yuri didn't know what to say all of a sudden, so Karl said, "What Mr. Rhodes said makes sense, so because of this, Eagle Country should give such a talented company some opportunities, shouldn't it?"

Otherwise, it would not be good if he ran to other countries.

As he spoke, Carl opened the box and found several of the instructions.

"You see, these instructions are not only available in English, but also in other commonly used UN languages..."

Rhode heard this and looked at Yuri, who first smiled awkwardly, but did not flinch in the slightest.

He didn't break the law.

If the eagle country is not willing, he will sell it to the rabbit country or the bear country, or the Arab tycoons, especially the Arabs will be happy to have local arms companies.

“... This is an epoch-making weapon, and of course the military is willing to sponsor it, but we need to discuss the details to a certain extent.

What about the boss of your company? "

He..." Yuri paused, and then moved, "He's not in the country for the time being."

To be honest, how did he know where that boss was now?

But Carl's words reminded him that wouldn't he have more initiative when he said that the boss was in a foreign country?

Rhode took a breath and said unkindly: "You have to be glad that I am a good person, sponsorship will be, but I will contact your boss."

Well, I'll take these samples with me.

Yuri was stunned for a moment: "You can't just take away the things of a citizen of the Eagle Country..." "

We'll pay—as I said, you're lucky, I'm a good man." Rhodes emphasized.

Then the military procurement official made a phone call, called a group of people, and escorted the experimental weapons out of the scene.

This efficiency is also Karl's tongue, they all say that the eagle country is corrupt, but they are not so incompetent when they really get down to business.

Otherwise, the position of hegemon would not have been achieved.

"Great!" Yuri watched Rhode leave, secretly shaking his fist.

"Congratulations, Mr. Orloff." Carl also walked up to him and said, "Now you are officially in this circle."

"Uh... Thank you, Mr. Carr. Yuri was a little uncomfortable, "Have we met?"

"Who knows? But today's banquet ends here, you can choose a chick, right there.

Carl pointed to the women in camouflage hot pants and shorts, each with a model-like figure, scratching their heads next to the arms.

This can be regarded as a reserved part of the arms sales exhibition - if the visitors, those with money, have this demand, then help them go to the fire.

It's always good to make a good impression on them, and the exhibition itself can also be refreshing.

Yuri looked at these stunners, and suddenly his mouth became dry: these

look like some models....

That idiot of his brother, go be a virgin for life!

......

Back home, Carl also received data from Dr. Connors.

Only need to modify the connection according to his design, and the vibranium skeleton in front of him can connect to his nervous system.

This step is to ensure the coordination of the subsequent left arm with the exoskeleton, and if the prosthesis is not linked to the nerve, it is likely to affect the stability of the psychohomology system.

Only when the availability of the vibranium skeleton is confirmed can the next upgrade of the Evolution Star be officially launched.

"Sir, the preparations for surgery are ready, ready to start the low-light syringe."

"Come on, it's not good to be missing a hand."

With Carl's confirmation, Britz operated the robotic arm and got to work.

The scalpel easily cut through Carl's left severed limb and removed the mass of flesh blocked on it, which stunned Greer next to Carl.

"It's also cruel... Aren't you in pain?

"It doesn't hurt now." The blood vessels in Carl's neck bulged, and his eyes began to turn blood-red, "But it's hard to say after the effect of the medicine, are you ready?"

Greer swallowed: "This is 'modern medicine'?" I'll try my best.

Britz said, "Please don't be nervous, ma'am, I'll guide you throughout."

With that, Greer followed Britz's open wound and put in the bone.

As for why Greer was involved in the operation?

Because neurological-level surgery Britz can't do yet, it's a hardware flaw.

And Greer is different, after the cat spirit enters the body, her perception ability has been greatly enhanced, and her physical coordination ability is even more first-class.

Neurosurgeons need to accumulate surgical experience and knowledge over time to become an accurate master surgeon.

But Greer, her physical condition meant that she would be able to do the job simply.

And Carl doesn't need her to do much perfection - vibranium is born with the property of fusing with cells, just needs to be roughly fine, and eventually, vibranium and human cells will naturally complete the fusion.

The surgery was completed without risk, and Carl ended up with a sparkling hybrid vibranium arm.

With vibranium as a joint, this hand will become quite reliable.

"Ha..." The blood red in Carl's eyes began to fade, and a pain came from the wound, as if he had had a tooth extraction.

"It's like extracting a tooth."

"In fact, the results of this operation are similar to minimally invasive surgery, your wound has completed initial healing, and the effect of shimmering light seems to be getting better and better."

Karl frowned: "Wait a minute, I shouldn't be mutating, right?" "

Sir, you are laughing, you have mutated."

Carl was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to what Britz was saying: it refers to the disease of his own body!

Gene collapse is indeed equivalent to mutation....

"You guy really..."

As he sat up from the operating table, Carl fitted himself with an auxiliary exoskeleton, which temporarily acts as a muscle in his arm.

Seeing this, Greer asked, "How?" Is there anything uncomfortable?

"That's not true, like I just said, it's like a tooth extraction, and although it still hurts, it's generally fine."

Greer patted his chest and exhaled a long breath.

Now that the operation was over, the tense part had passed, and the two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and then Greer's tail gently stirred and coiled Carl's waist....

"If it hurts, how about we do something to relieve it?"

"Of course." Carl smiled and also put his hand on Greer's small man's waist, "The effect of shimmering light has not yet passed, just..." As

soon as he finished speaking, he was thrown onto the table.

Britz wisely turned off most of the lights, leaving a pale yellow bedside lamp.