Hunter starting from Hunter World

Energy, new alloys, high temperature resistant coatings, biomedicine, genetic modification, semiconductors, artificial intelligence, high-strength fibers, life support systems, spacecraft engines...

As one after another extremely advanced technology was presented in front of them like a big discount on weekends, the representatives of these major countries and the interest groups they represented quickly fell into madness.

Almost everyone did not hesitate to tear off their usually gentle disguise and directly transformed into a man-eating demon.

Sometimes, in order to compete for a key technology, even at the risk of bayonets, fierce debates and quarrels were staged in the hall.

Some even waved their fists in an attempt to persuade competitors through "physical" means.

Regarding the internal fighting between humans in front of her, Arturia maintained Eren's usual style, which was to stand aside and not interfere at all.

Not only will they not interfere, they will even provide weapons such as swords and pistols to both parties, allowing them to engage in a fair duel.

In just two and a half hours in the morning, more than a dozen unlucky people were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

You must know that they are not unknown people. If you pick one out at random, they are high-ranking officials from various countries, or they may be billionaires or professional managers.

Fortunately, King Daimao himself was on hand, and no matter how badly injured he was, he could be brought back from the brink of death in minutes.

By the time it was approaching noon, the atmosphere at the venue had lost the initial harmony, leaving only naked competition and hostility.

Especially those who have seen blood, they are exuding murderous aura, staring directly at the opponent who poses the greatest threat to themselves.

In line with that sentence, there is naked hatred only between peers.

"Okay, that ends the morning meeting. Next is lunch time. I asked the chef to prepare a sumptuous and delicious banquet for you. Please move to the restaurant next door. We will continue the rest in the afternoon."

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene had become like a powder keg, Arturia decisively announced that the lunch session would begin.

She finally saw that this so-called International Security Council had no spirit of cooperation at all in the face of huge interests. It was completely scattered. It would be better if she did not start a fight.

If she could, she even hoped that the Kirita invasion would come earlier, so that the top leaders of the earth's countries who seriously lacked a sense of crisis would understand that if the internal fighting continues, it will be a terrible disaster for the entire human race.

Just when the silly king was about to turn around and leave, eating something to relieve his bad mood, Justin Hammer, who is good at finding opportunities and exploiting opportunities, immediately came up with a sealed suitcase, put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply. Bowed: "Your Majesty King Arthur, if you don't mind, could I delay your time for a few minutes?"

"Um?"

Arturia stopped, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes that was not easily noticed.

There is no doubt that she does not like the businessman in front of her at all who smells of decay, depravity and death.

But considering Allen's plan, Artoria still suppressed her disgust and nodded lightly: "Okay! Just tell me what you have to say."

"That's right! I know that our Hammer Industry may not be able to match Stark Industries in terms of technology, but in order to prevent one company from dominating the market and monopolizing the market, I hope that in the next competition, regardless of whether Stark Whatever technology the industry obtains, we at Hammer Industries can also obtain a copy. History has proven that only in a fully competitive environment can technology be rapidly transformed and applied. In addition, I have also prepared a small Gift."

With that said, Justin Hammer opened the suitcase and took out a contract with thirty pages of A4 paper.

Arturia took it and glanced at it, and a very strange expression suddenly appeared on her face: "Share transfer agreement? Do you think those U.S. dollars that are no different from waste paper will be attractive to me?"

Justin Hammer hurriedly shook his head and explained: "No! Of course not! I mean, as a U.S. defense contractor, Hammer Industries has many special channels that can help you collect all kinds of things of interest. . And once you become our shareholder, you can receive invitations to various private auctions and enjoy many conveniences."

"Are you sure there are things we are interested in at these auctions?" Artoria asked in an uncertain tone.

"Of course! I promise! Just next month, a special auction about ancient Egypt will be held on a luxury yacht in Florida. Believe me, there are several items for sale that will definitely satisfy you." Jas Din Hammer vowed to give the guarantee.

It was obvious that he was trying to use this method to draw the stupid king in front of him into his social circle.

"In that case, I will wait and see. But let me state in advance that if I find you lying, both you and Hammer Industries will bear the wrath of me."

After making a half-truth and half-false threat, Arturia immediately signed her name at the end of the share transfer agreement.

At this point, she successfully obtained 10% of Hammer Industries' shares and became the third largest shareholder.

Compared with Justin Hammer's private actions, Tony Stark, who is naturally arrogant and arrogant, is undoubtedly full of confidence in his own technology and mind. He has no intention of going through the back door at all. With Pepper... Botz went straight to the restaurant next door.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he was attracted by the mountains of various delicacies in front of him, as well as hundreds of different flavors of drinks and drinks.

Because both drinks and food exude rich magical energy without exception.

"Oh my god! This place... this place is as incredible as a fairy tale kingdom!" Pepper Potts' eyes widened in shock.

As a member of the high-income group in the United States, although she has seen many extremely luxurious banquets, she has never been able to compare with the restaurant in the Sky City in front of her.

In a space the size of two football fields, tens of thousands of plates, basins, bowls, saucers and other containers were classified and placed on different shelves in the place like works of art.

No matter who it is, as long as they walk through the empty corridor, they can easily get what they want to eat.

The drink in the cup is like an elf with wings, flying freely above the head.

Anyone in need just needs to wave, and countless cups will fly down for them to choose from.

Tony Stark, who hadn't eaten breakfast at all, clearly felt intense hunger at this moment, so he grabbed a meatball from the nearest plate and threw it into his mouth.

moment!

The delicious gravy and sauce explodes in your mouth.

At the same time, an inexplicable force spread throughout the body along with the blood flow.

Before he could react to what was happening, he saw that his muscles began to expand rapidly, stretching the opening of his shirt to the point where it almost exploded.

The most important thing is that the taste is simply a hundred times stronger than any dish made by a chef in a high-end restaurant.

"Tony, your muscles..."

Pepper Potts was obviously taken aback by this change, and even stretched out a finger to gently poke the hard pectoralis major muscle.

"It's that meatball! There's some magical energy in it that strengthens my muscle fibers. Damn! The food here is so delicious. I bet! It doesn't matter whether it's the chef or the ingredients they use. , are absolutely extraordinary.”

While talking, Iron Man grabbed another meatball and threw it into his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Pepper Potts carefully picked one up and put it into his mouth. He was immediately conquered by the indescribable deliciousness, and also gained a body of toned muscles.

Feeling the exponentially increasing power, she couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Okay, I can confirm now that we are in a fairy tale world."

"Hahahaha! I'm starting to like this place more and more! Come on, let's go over there and try other delicacies."

Tony Stark, full of childish innocence, pulled his already established girlfriend and ran towards the seafood and dessert areas not far away.

He didn't notice at all that the man who had created him was hiding in the dark and seeing everything, with a happy smile on his face.

"Hey! Ethan! Why are you hiding here?" The elf girl patted the man's shoulder hard.

The latter was so frightened that he almost jumped up and quickly put a finger on his lips: "Shh! Don't be so loud, or Tony Stark will find me."

"Tony Stark? Oh! So it's him." The elf girl immediately nodded in realization.

"Yes! It seems that he is doing well now, so I feel relieved."

After saying that, Ethan picked up an empty plate, picked a few of his favorites very quickly, and then quickly left the restaurant, for fear of being accidentally discovered.

You must know that he is now an out-and-out gangster, and has been marked dead whether on SHIELD's list or in his country's household registration.

In this way, the two of them carried their plates to the garden behind the central tower, admiring the various magical flowers in bloom while eating a delicious lunch.

When she was halfway through eating, the elf girl suddenly asked: "Ethan, have you considered how to start a new life when you return to Earth after the restriction period is over?"

"Uh... no." Ethan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. "Why do you ask this suddenly? Can't I stay forever?"

"cannot!"

The elf girl gave a negative answer without thinking.

"Why?!"

This answer obviously surprised Ethan.

In his opinion, he has integrated into the Sky City and is doing scientific research to the best of his ability. There should be no reason for the other party to drive him away.

The elf girl explained with a wry smile: "Because Sir Allen is very strict when selecting partners. So far, only Sakura and Artoria have passed the assessment. As for the others, although they also work here , research and life, but when we choose to leave, they will be sent back to their original world without exception."

"What about you and the others?"

Ethan subconsciously turned around and glanced at the other intelligent creatures living in the Sky City.

"We are different! The Guardians were originally born together with Eleontiyu, and are the most powerful helpers of the three adults. As for ordinary people like me, Lord Allen has never been able to do anything with the help of magic and various abilities. Those who have been created are equivalent to servants and soldiers." The elf girl told the truth about the bustling city in the sky in a very calm tone.

"Create...create life?! Is he a god?" Ethan opened his mouth wide, showing an unconfident expression.

"To a certain extent, Lord Allen is the god of this world. Although he almost never interferes with what we are doing in our daily lives. In addition, never mention the word god. Because Lord Allen hates others calling him god, He even personally killed many powerful creatures claiming to be gods.”

When saying these words, the elf girl sounded more serious than ever before.

"Then how can I get the qualification to stay?" Ethan asked with a wry smile.

During this period of time, he had transferred all his thoughts about his dead family members to the elf girl in front of him, and regarded her as his daughter.

So no matter what, he wants to try to stay and complete the final journey of life.

"I don't know. Maybe you can wait until these outsiders leave and talk to Lady Artoria alone. If you get her permission, maybe you can get permanent residence here." The elf girl winked playfully. Blinking, he ran into the kitchen with the empty plate in hand.

When Ethan saw this scene, he suddenly showed the joy that only an old father would have, and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "For my little angel, it seems that I have to work hard. No matter what is needed No matter what the price, I have to stay."

…

At the same time, Alexander Pierce, who was attending as a junior member of the International Security Council, also led two senior Hydra officials to stand on the platform at the edge of Sky City, looking down at the maelstrom in the middle of the ocean.

After a full minute, he asked: "What do you think of this place?"

"Sorry, I really don't know what to say. This place is far beyond our knowledge, whether it is technology or magic. The only advice I can give is to never make enemies of them." Baron Struck said expressed his own point of view.

This man who looks like a German Junker noble is the creator of the two future superheroes, Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver.

The guy standing next to him was Daniel Whitehorse, another senior executive of the Hydra organization.

This lunatic who is obsessed with studying obelisks and aliens said unceremoniously: "We can borrow their power and technology to strengthen ourselves, or even build an army composed entirely of super-powered soldiers. I believe it." You have also seen those extremely powerful genetic modification technologies. The super serum that created Captain America and the Winter Soldier is like a pile of garbage compared to them."

"Very good! It seems that we have reached an agreement on this issue. Next, let's talk about specific cooperation matters." As he spoke, the corners of Alexander Pierce's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a chilling smile.