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"Wanda Maximoff, a first-level student, the Joint Logistics Support Department, signed a ten-year service agreement!" Fisher looked at the information on the computer and suddenly felt a tingling in his scalp. Well, he was in Soko. Weiya is cool, and now the problem is coming. The Scarlet Witch did not go to reform and ran to become a logistics staff. His brother is now receiving training from hell paratroopers, this!

"Master Gu Yi!" Fisher called out to the sky twice, wondering if it was too late to beat the two brothers and sisters to half death with the Mind Stone? In the end, Gu Yi didn't pay him any attention at all, but instead it was Stark who made a video call.

"Fisher, my good brother!" Stark's enthusiastic look reminded Fisher of his own dog and his expression when he asked for a toy, so he subconsciously cut off the communication.

"Huh? Huh?" Stark couldn't get angry in an instant. It's amazing to have a spaceship, so you can just hang up other people's calls? Isn't it deep space flight, give me ten years and I'll be fine!

"Sir, according to my calculations, there is a 99% chance that your smile is too wretched!" Jarvis added, "Also, according to Atlas's style of doing things, ten years later you have created a deep When the spacecraft is launched, the solar system is very likely to be completely planted with the flag of Atlas!"

"..." Stark was silent for three seconds.

"Jarvis, keep calling my good brother!"

"Hurry up if you have a fart, you can go up and down every minute, I don't have time to listen to your ink!" Fisher posed as if he was close to him.

"Buzz!" In the next second, he found out that Stark had hit $20 million in his personal account.

Stark put on a calm look.

"Then I'll buy you two minutes first!"

"I'm sorry, my time is very valuable, the shooting starts in ten minutes!" Fisher made a gesture to hang up again.

"Buzz!" The account received 80 million!

"Welcome to call Atlas, Dear Mr. Stark, what are you doing!" Fisher shot an alarm clock, set the time, and then showed a very bright smile.

"I want to ask your ship, where did it go?"

"I'm going to the space station to deliver supplies. Today is Thanksgiving. I'll give the brothers on duty at the space station some melons, fruits, vegetables, fish, shrimp, bird eggs, etc. to celebrate the festival!"

"Then how do you explain this picture!" Stark took a very blurry picture, the dark starry sky dotted with stars, and the silhouette of a particularly confused battleship suddenly stretched for a long time.

"This, this must be a UFO!" Fisher showed a very surprised look, "My God, I saw a real UFO!"

"Enough is enough!" Stark slammed the wrench in his hand on the table.

"Well, it's not impossible for you to hitch a ride. We will get 500 sets of centurion-level steel battle suits first!" Fisher touched his chin and offered a price.

"I don't have five hundred Iron Legions yet? Impossible!" Stark shook his head.

"Then Phobos and Titan have so many resources that we mine by ourselves. Alas, those methane-helium-trititaniums are all exposed on the surface!"

"I'll give you a thousand sets, but you have to meet my supply of raw materials. In addition, I need a spaceship with a leap engine!" Stark doesn't care about anything else, the only problem that restricts the construction of his steel legion and large-scale armor is For raw materials, he has money, but many of the raw materials are controlled and controlled. If you take Fisher's Interstellar Express, you don't have to worry about being blocked by others. You can even save money for purchasing. After all, self-production and sales are comparable. Purchasing saves more money.

"I'll give you an engine, you can build it yourself!" It's not that Fisher didn't want to build a spaceship for Stark or something, but the production line is currently being relocated. Once the relocation is completed, the starship must continue. Now Art What Lass lacks is not only battleships, transport ships, mining ships, and other auxiliary ships, but even medical ships and immigration ships may be built in the future. Now there is no shortage of raw materials and production lines, but the engines left over from the previous Raven experiments were used. Still, it's okay to give it to Stark!

"Also!" Stark nodded. As a never-ending scientific pioneer, if he gave him a fulcrum, he would dare to tilt the earth, so Stark was also very curious about the world outside the earth.

After reaching a consensus in a few words, Stark went offline. Not only was Fisher going to move, but Stark himself was busy installing a series of equipment for his building. In the future, Stark Building will be renamed Avengers Building. .

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Atlas home base

"I'm so tired!" Wanda was lying on the dining table with a tired face, the plate in front of her was full of dishes, and her brother, Kuaiyin, was chomping on the braised pork buns in his hand. From time to time, I inserted a red oil cold skin from the bowl next to it and sucked it into my mouth.

"Who told you to speak ill of other people in front of the big boss! And it's not just moving documents. We are fighting artillery shells every day these days! The kind that weighs more than 100 kilograms!"

"But you have an engineering exoskeleton!" Wanda kicked his brother angrily.

"I'm worried now that the big boss will make trouble for me. I heard from Instructor Mitchell before that the big boss has a super small mind!"

"Uh, probably not, or you should apologize quickly, then there will be no problem!"

"Ah?" Wanda looked bitter, hesitated again and again, and finally, when she was ready to apologize after dinner, her captain came over.

"Wanda, you are ordered to go to the big boss's office on time at 1430. He has something to call you!"

"Boom!" Wanda slammed her head on the table, and kept saying it was over. She was not worried about Fisher's lust for beauty and unspoken rules in the office. Instead, she was super looking forward to this kind of thing. What she was worried about was There is a long-standing news in Atlas that Fisher likes to randomly select a few unlucky ones to send to Africa!

"Why don't you try this trick of seduction?" Pietro stopped chewing, lest the world be in chaos and come up with bad ideas.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the trembling Wanda knocked on Fisher's door on time.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I shouldn't speak ill of you! Please forgive me, don't send me to Africa!" As soon as he entered the door, Wanda did not wait for the smiling Fisher to speak, and immediately bowed and apologized loudly.

"Uh..." Fisher was stunned. When did he say that he sent the other party to Africa?

"Cough, don't misunderstand, I came to you because of such a thing!" Fisher motioned for the other party to sit down, and then asked the service robot in the office to pour the other party a hot drink.

"So what, Wanda, are you willing to sign a contract and become a magical girl?"

"Huh? Huh?" Wanda was stupid, the boss took the wrong medicine today, or? Magical girl? Is this an unspoken habit?

"Then what, why don't you send me to Africa! Bring Pietro!"