Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

The analysis of the MK-1 armor was carried out methodically.

Karl reported to Obadiah that the armor was incomplete, and it wasn't long before the remaining hundreds of parts were shipped from Afghanistan.

Tony's statement caused an uproar, and Stark Industries fell $60 per share in just one week, evaporating tens of billions of dollars.

And the downward trend hasn't stopped – a week later, Stark Industries' board of directors announced the removal of Tony's CEO responsibilities and board decision-making powers, leaving only the shares.

The reason: the rich man was hit hard in the head in Afghanistan.

In any case, Tony's plan to dissolve the weapons manufacturing department was not implemented, and he did not even know that he had been removed from these powers.

During this time, Obadiah was so overwhelmed by all sorts of things that he was called almost every day to ask questions.

The sheer number of people made him hold a business party so that he could explain it to the investors in person.

Of course, Carl is among them, and he is now considered Obadiah's chief assistant.

Walking on the red carpet to the banquet hall, Carl sighed in his heart, this place, except for those women with heavy makeup, is estimated to be the lowest worth and fame of this migrant worker.

Of course, he is certainly not the poorest, just relatively low-key.

"Sir, you need to be confident, once Hextech completes the rework, your worth will be at least $500 million.

Britz comforted in Carl's mind.

"Seriously, I don't really care about that, otherwise I could have put my shares on the stock market and traded publicly."

Carl replied nonchalantly.

If it is listed, the market value of Heikes Technology is at least tens of billions of dollars, and his value will naturally rise.

"I would say that weapons manufacturing is only a small part of Stark's industry, and we are trying to make more progress in the areas of public safety and firefighting.

Obadiah explained the situation to an investor manager at the door, and did not answer positively whether to close the weapons manufacturing department.

Seeing Carl come over, he smiled kindly: "The smartest brain under me has arrived."

Carl also smiled: "I don't dare to do this."

The two gave a symbolic gentle hug, and Karl whispered in Obadiah's ear: "The tectonic analysis is almost complete, and the replica is ready to start assembling - although there are still some details to report."

Obadiah couldn't hide his laugh and patted Carl on the shoulder firmly.

"As I said, you are our best researcher, so relax today."

Carl nodded gladly, and Obadiah was halfway through the sentence when he saw an unexpected figure walking towards the banquet:

Tony Stark.

"It's really strange that the guest didn't invite the host?"

Obadiah didn't know what to say, and for a moment just looked at Tony with a smile: "Look at you - in good shape."

Tony just said hello and looked at Carl, "I'll go inside and wait for you—oh, by the way, you're the one..."

Carl said his name, "It's nice to see you look so alive."

"Yes, Carl – I'm also excited to see the young blood of the company." Tony thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I have something I want to discuss with you, let's go in."

With that, he walked in front of Carl.

Karl looked at Obadiah, the bald head just continued to carry his professional smile, and then said to Karl: "Just tell him that I am almost convincing the board to keep a low profile."

And also... Our project is a top-secret project, don't disclose any relevant information to him.

"Understood, boss.

Carl said and followed Tony.

......

"So, I heard that you beat off a pervert in green at an arms sales exhibition half a year ago. "

After finding a place, the two talked face to face.

"There is such a thing, but to say that the pervert is a little too underestimated him, I was almost killed by him." Carl nodded, then asked the bartender for a cocktail.

I mean, this feeling of life and death?

Tony said these words seriously, and in his opinion, maybe Carl should feel the same way as him.

An inventor genius, almost killed by his own invention, maybe they can have some common language

, he first returned to New York and tried to find someone trustworthy, put on a steel armor, like Rhodes.

But Rhode's attitude towards war and weapons worries him, so the development of MK armor is so far his secret.

Carl smiled and took a sip of wine.

"Mr. Stark, I don't think you investigated me.

"Uh... Of course, I don't have the habit of investigating people at random, and I respect people's privacy.

Tony

has the world's most powerful artificial intelligence, Jarvis, and is used to using these tools to gather the backgrounds of the people he is interested in.

Obviously, there was only one reason why he didn't understand Carl - he felt that Carl couldn't get into his eyes.

"Okay, then I'll introduce myself - I'm a stowaman, from the north, I didn't have parents since I was a child.

There is no complete family, no middle school and college like you, no solid family situation, the life and death crisis you said, I experienced it at a very young age. Tony

listened so fascinated that he didn't drink any alcohol.

Carl is also serious - these experiences are almost a mixture of his two lives, and they can be regarded as heartfelt.

"But I had the responsibility of taking care of my sister, I learned to steal from the age of 6, I knew to fish in troubled waters at the age of 8, and I got involved with those gangs at the age of 12.

By the time I was 16, my sister was terminally ill, and for her, I tried to find some serious work.

When I found out that Mexico had no way to save her, I smuggled here – the world's largest metropolis.

"I... Sorry to hear this.

Carl shook his head: "There is nothing to be sorry for, society is a complex system, and no one can take full responsibility for another person."

"What about your sister, is she saved?" asked Tony with concern.

"She... Things are a little complicated, but like you can see, she's not with me right now.

Tony heard this and looked down at the wine glass.

After a few more seconds or so, he looked up and said, "So what do you think about the New York media calling you a 'hero?'"

Carl was a little surprised.

Because he sees something else in Tony's eyes - this Iron Man seems to want to give the MK armor to himself!

At this moment, Karl was also a little silent.

He can trick Tony, at least the MK armor, and then, like imprisoning Norman Osborne, join forces with Obadiah to trap the future Iron Man.

But... He still has some moral bottom line.

He suddenly remembered how longed he was to become such a ... Billionaire, playboy, superhero.

But only the one who makes his own armor is Iron Man, and if he uses those methods, he will only end up being an awkward guy, a vulgar villain.

“... I'm not a hero, sir, and I think you can guess that a big part of the reason the media picked me up was to promote my exoskeleton.

This is a business operation.

Carl took a sip of wine and continued, "And in addition to the responsibility of taking care of my sister, I have one more thing - I am terminally ill, and my body is failing all the time.

To be able to stand here and live a normal person, or to say a rich and stable life, is already doing your best.

But I may never be satisfied.

So to your question, my answer is: I'm not even a so-called 'hero'.

After Tony listened, he seemed to be a little shocked and did not say anything for a long time.

Seriously, he wanted Carl to be a hero he imagined so he could throw the responsibility for MK armor and its symbolism onto Carl.

But that's fine, that's true.

“... It's not what I imagined, but it's real. Tony leaned back on the bar, took a sip of his wine, and said, "Then maybe you'll be interested in my annual sea banquet."

At that time, I would invite all the magazine models of the year to travel with me.

Karl was stunned for a moment, and then smiled gladly: "If you want to say this, I am not sleepy." But

then, a blonde woman hurried over, apparently targeting Tony.

"Tony Stark – so glad to see you here. It

was just that it could be seen that this beauty's mood did not seem to be so happy, on the contrary, there was a feeling of asking for guilt.