Chapter 165 Wait Patiently
He shook his head, casting aside such impractical thoughts.
"It's a good thing you came in time. Even if you hadn't, I probably would have sought you out in a few days to help me figure out what exactly went wrong here."
Stark said with a hint of regret.
He had tried seeking help from Ultron, but Ultron wasn't particularly knowledgeable about such matters.
Because Ultron's birth was an accident, he didn't have a deep understanding of himself.
Therefore, when it came to creating a brand new life, Ultron couldn't offer Stark much assistance.
"So what exactly do you want?"
Lynn turned to look at Stark.
"For Earth, one Friday is completely sufficient."
"There's no need for a second Ultron to appear, do you understand?"
Lynn looked at Stark with a serious expression.
If it was merely about protecting Earth, not to mention an artificial intelligence like Friday, which is almost indistinguishable from a real human.
Even an artificial intelligence a step below Friday would be entirely sufficient.
So it's hard to say that Stark wanted to create a second Ultron solely to protect Earth.
Because for Earth as it is now, just one Ultron is perfectly adequate.
In fact, Stark didn't even need to create an entirely new artificial intelligence life form.
Stark's gaze was hesitant; clearly, Lynn had hit upon his deepest concern.
"You clearly know that Earth doesn't need these things right now, so why are you still insisting on creating a Friday with a true soul?"
"Do you know that if anything unexpected happens, Friday could cause devastating damage to Earth's development?"
Hearing Lynn's stern tone, Stark's expression also became serious.
"I think you've misunderstood something."
"For Friday, I am his creator, but at the same time, I am his father."
"We absolutely cannot treat a newly born life with such a mindset."
"Are you suggesting that when you have a child in the future, the first thing you'll think about is him inheriting your powerful genes and potentially bringing disaster to the Universe and the World?"
"When you look at a newly born life with such thoughts, then that life is bound to develop in the worst direction you've imagined!"
Stark said earnestly.
"You should know that human nature cannot withstand testing."
"When you want to test the strength of a piece of glass, you will never stop until the glass breaks."
"Once you start testing human nature, human nature is destined to develop in the direction you desire."
Stark said slowly.
"Moreover, is one artificial intelligence really enough?"
"Leaving aside other things, although Friday is an artificial intelligence life form I created."
"But if I wanted to, I have 10,000 ways to easily bypass his control."
"Who can guarantee that the enemies humanity will face in the future won't have such abilities?"
"Who can guarantee that in the field of artificial intelligence, we will definitely be at a higher level than the other side."
"So I need a real person, a real life. Only a real life can bear such an important responsibility."
Lynn disagreed with Stark's statement.
Because there were many loopholes in Stark's reasoning.
"If you really put it that way, isn't Ultron enough? Why would you still want to create a Friday?"
Stark spread his hands.
"Theoretically, yes, but you and I both know why Ultronremains on Earth; he's only interested in humans."
"He isn't even an original life form from our Universe. If he starts to become interested in life from other Universes, what should we do when he wants to leave Earth?"
"Who can guarantee that Ultron will definitely stay on Earth?"
Lynn shook his head and sighed.
"Then how can you guarantee that Friday won't leave Earth? Moreover, if an artificial intelligence can be infiltrated by the enemy, is it impossible for a true soul to be targeted?"
"There are countless magic spells and methods that can directly affect a living being's soul."
"Friday is my child after all. With the bond between Friday and me, I believe Friday will absolutely not abandon our Universe easily."
"Besides, even if there are many ways to affect the soul, can't we take targeted protective measures?"
"Difficulties are bound to be encountered, but we should also have the courage and preparation to deal with them."
"If I were to halt my progress just because I fear future difficulties, then why would I research anything? I might as well give up everything and just wait for death."
Stark argued logically, his analysis clear and well-reasoned.
"You can find countless excuses for yourself."
"But ultimately, you're just trying to prove yourself, Stark. You are an extremely arrogant person."
"Dare you say that there isn't any self-interest in what you're doing?"
Facing Lynn's questioning, Stark appeared quite candid.
"Yes, I do have the desire to prove myself, but you cannot deny my attitude towards protecting Earth."
Stark spread his arms, looking fearless.
"At least before making this decision, I considered it carefully. I have prepared contingency plans for all sorts of possible situations."
"Even if the worst happens, as a brand new nascent life, Friday will absolutely not be stronger than Ultron."
"As long as Ultron exists, I don't have to worry at all about Friday causing any harm to the entire Earth."
"Besides…"
Stark raised an eyebrow.
"If all else fails, don't I still have you to back me up?"
Lynn shook his head and chuckled playfully.
"You, you…!"
In reality, Lynn wasn't truly against Stark creating Friday, or a second Ultron.
He was just worried that Stark, in a moment of impulse, would disregard the consequences and create a mess for him to clean up.
But now it seemed that Stark had indeed considered it carefully before making this decision.
In that case, Lynn naturally wouldn't forcefully oppose Stark.
"Considering your deeper understanding of magic than mine, that's why I sought your help."
"How about it, come and take a look for me?"
The two had been partners for so long that they had already developed an extremely deep understanding.
So when Lynn began to question Stark, Stark understood exactly what Lynn was thinking.
That's why he answered Lynn's questions so smoothly.
As Lynn began to examine Friday's physical composition, Stark explained his journey of developing Friday to Lynn.
"Actually, the initial stage wasn't much of a problem. Although a lot of knowledge was involved, because Ultron served as a sample, I basically didn't encounter any difficulties."
"The problem was, I thought Ultron's soul came from the Mind Stone, so I wondered if Celestial Energy could replace the power of the Mind Stone to facilitate the birth of Friday's soul."
"But after a brief experiment, I found that this path simply wouldn't work. Celestial Energy is simply not enough to generate any form of soul."
"So I found Ultron and borrowed the power of the Mind Stone from him."
"But the returns from doing so were still very minimal."
"Later, I thought it was because the power of the Mind Stone wasn't enough. After all, the Mind Stone itself contains almost infinite energy, and what I borrowed was only a fraction of it."
"So I wondered if Ultron could continuously inject the Mind Stone's energy into this body."
"But this approach also simply wouldn't work."
"Because this body has limited energy capacity, it's impossible for Ultron to inject energy into it without limit."
"Later, I thought of using the power of the Mind Stone as a catalyst to promote the evolution of Celestial Energy, to see if I could create a brand new soul."
"I was almost successful."
"But every time at the final hurdle, it always ended in failure!"
Lynn carefully analyzed Friday's physical composition, falling into deep thought.
"Have you ever considered that it's because you pursue perfection too much, which is why a brand new soul simply cannot be born?"
"Pursuing perfection too much, what does that mean?"
Lynn pointed to the celestial core on Friday's body.
"The Celestial Energy in your Nanoscale Armor comes from this energy core, but to ensure Friday could be born, you placed this core within her."
"Is that right?"
Stark nodded in acknowledgment.
Because he discovered that the reactor could be converted into Celestial Energy, Stark's Nanoscale Armordidn't need that energy core installed at all...
So, the Celestial Energy in Stark's armor was just a primer; the core of the Celestial Energy was placed by Stark within Friday.
Stark's idea was excellent.
He wanted Friday to have the ability to fight indefinitely.
Just like Ultron.
All of Ultron's energy came from the Mind Stone on his forehead.
And as one of the six fundamental elements that constitute this Universe, the Mind Stone's energy can be said to be inexhaustible.
Therefore, Ultron didn't need to draw any energy from the outside World; he could continue to vibrate indefinitely, relying solely on the Mind Stone's energy.
Stark also wanted Friday to achieve this.
So, he designed the celestial core to be Friday's energy source.
With the celestial core, Friday would no longer need to draw energy from the outside World, allowing her to maintain normal operation and even continue fighting indefinitely.
However, because the energy the celestial core could provide was relatively limited, Friday naturally couldn't fight indefinitely like Ultron.
But the energy the celestial core could provide was still considerable, so Friday's combat endurance was quite long.
The problem lies here.
Ultron's energy source was the Mind Stone.
The Mind Stone is an extremely special energy source, so Ultron could give birth to his own soul under the influence of the Mind Stone.
But the celestial core doesn't have that high a level of uniqueness.
To put it bluntly, the energy level provided by the celestial core is not high enough!
"Do you think a special quality represents a true life?"
Lynn looked at Stark.
"This…"
What can be considered life?
This is not a complicated question.
The scientific community has long had a strict definition for the behavior of living organisms.
But Stark felt that what Lynn wanted to say wasn't about these things.
"I believe that as a life form, you must at least have energy interaction with the outside World."
Lynn said slowly.
"A perpetual motion machine that doesn't need to draw energy from the outside World, do you think such a thing, regardless of whether it exists or not, can give birth to a true soul?"
In a strict sense, the celestial core is not a perpetual motion machine.
Because the celestial core is also constantly interacting with the outside World, drawing energy from it, and its energy is not inexhaustible.
But when Stark designed Friday, he didn't consider designing her as a normal person at all.
Rather than saying Stark was designing a life, it's more accurate to say he was designing a weapon.
It's not that a weapon cannot possibly have its own life, it's just that the conditions required for that are too harsh, and the time it would take is extremely long.
"In my opinion, all your designs have no problems whatsoever."
"The only problem is that you were a bit too impatient."
Lynn shook his head slightly.
"Your achievements are already perfect. If you could design Friday to be more like a person and less like a weapon, it might be better."
"However, this still doesn't mean Friday can immediately give birth to her own soul."
"Because the energy level on Friday is not high enough, unless you can embed other Infinity Stones into Friday."
"Even with other Infinity Stones, wanting Friday to give birth to her own soul is still relatively difficult."
"Because among the Infinity Stones, the Mind Stone is considered the more special and unique one."
"The only one that can compare with the Mind Stone is probably the Soul Stone."
"Just by the name, you should know that the abilities and rules involved with the Soul Stone are related to the soul."
"But due to the Soul Stone's uniqueness, if you use the Soul Stone as a base, it's actually less likely to give birth to a truly unique soul."
"Moreover, no one knows where the Soul Stone is now, and the cost of obtaining the Soul Stone is extremely high."
"If you choose other Infinity Stones, due to their inherent characteristics, these Infinity Stones are highly unlikely to be able to foster a true soul like the Mind Stone."
Hearing Lynn's explanation, Stark rubbed his hair, somewhat annoyed.
"So, according to what you're saying, if I don't have the Infinity Stones, I can't create a true soul?"
Lynn shook his head repeatedly.
"No, it's not that you can't create a soul without the Infinity Stones."
"It's just that the time you need to spend might be a bit longer."
In fact, many magic-based weapons, after long periods of time, will develop their own sentience.
For example, Thor's Meow-Meow Hammer.
This is certainly due to the special material from which the Meow-Meow Hammer itself was forged, as well as the role of magic in it.
But all things have spirits; when a weapon or item with certain inherent characteristics, after a long period of time, is very likely to develop its own sentience.
The Meow-Meow Hammer belongs to this category.
Although the Meow-Meow Hammer's sentience is still very simple, and cannot even be called a complete soul, it has already begun to transform into a complete soul.
Friday, whom Stark wants to create, also falls into this category.
Friday herself has her own intelligence.
So, giving birth to a true soul is only a matter of time.
It might require a catalyst to accelerate Friday's growth, but this is definitely not something that can be resolved in a short time.
Without treasures like the Infinity Stones, which are beyond ordinary rules, trying to foster a new soul across hundreds or thousands of years is still a bit too demanding.
"However… there isn't no way to cheat."
Lynn looked at the celestial core in Friday's chest.
"Do you remember what I told you? This celestial corewas obtained after I killed a God."
"In fact, to ensure that the energy of this celestial corecould regenerate indefinitely, I only erased that God's consciousness, and did not completely erase his soul."
"Strictly speaking, there is still a blank soul within this celestial core."
"If you are willing, you can use this blank soul as Friday's basic material."
"However, some relatively special changes will occur, and what the final result will be is beyond my prediction."
Listening to Lynn's suggestion, Stark seemed somewhat tempted.
But after a moment, he still shook his head and rejected this option.
"I think it's better not to do that for now."
"Since you said Friday can completely develop her own soul through evolution, there's no need to borrow other souls at all."
Lynn nodded slightly, indicating that he could understand Stark's thoughts.
Suddenly, he frowned.
"It seems we have new guests arriving."
Lynn looked up at the vent nearby.
"Are these guests you invited? Or are they uninvited?"
Following Lynn's gaze, Stark saw nothing.
His expression suddenly became serious, and his Nanoscale Armor quickly covered his entire body.
All the scanning equipment on Stark's body operated at full power, and after a moment, he discovered the small object located at the vent.
"What the hell is this thing?!"
The small thing, upon realizing it had been discovered, immediately wanted to turn and flee.
But how could Lynn let him leave?
A magical energy shot out from Lynn's hand, instantly striking the small thing's back, pulling him in front of Lynn.
Seemingly realizing that he was flying uncontrollably towards Lynn, the small thing continuously grew larger as he flew.
By the time he arrived in front of Lynn, he had transformed into an adult male wearing a strange red battlesuit.
Chapter 166 Could it be Hydra?
"Ant-Man?"
Stark looked at the man in front of him with some surprise.
Hearing Stark say that, Lynn was also a little surprised.
"You actually know Ant-Man."
Stark nodded.
"Recently, I tried to learn about my father's past."
"While looking at some documents, I found that Dr. Pym, who is the Ant-Man in front of you, had a bit of a grudge with my father back then."
"Later, until my father passed away, Dr. Pym never came to see my father again."
"Strictly speaking, Dr. Pym is even one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D."
Lynn was a little surprised, not expecting Stark to know so much.
"Wait, I remember these documents are top secret, and ordinary people can't access them, you..."
Lynn knew immediately what Stark had done again just by looking at his expression.
"You ran off to hack into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database again. Forget it... it's already a regular occurrence anyway."
By the way, to ensure the security of the database, Black Egg specifically asked Stark to help him upgrade the security system once.
But what's the difference between asking Stark to upgrade the security system and asking a monkey to guard a peach orchard?
Even though Black Egg didn't completely trust Stark and found others to help him upgrade the security system, how could their technology compare to Stark's?
So, Black Egg's database was like his own backyard to Stark; he could come and go as he pleased.
If he didn't want to, no one could discover that he had stolen those documents.
Stark smiled, without the slightest hint of shame.
"So Dr. Pym, why did you suddenly come here wearing this suit? What exactly do you want to do?"
"Uh... I think you might have misunderstood something."
A young man's voice came from under the mask.
"I'm not Dr. Pym, I'm just a, uh, normal person."
The mask opened, revealing a young man with an unfamiliar face in front of the two.
Stark might not recognize Ant-Man, but Lynn recognized him at a glance; this was most likely the real Ant-Man.
Or rather, he was the successor chosen by Dr. Pym, and it was perfectly fine to call him the second-generation Ant-Man.
"Then where did you get this combat suit? If I remember correctly, Dr. Pym treasures this suit and its related technology and never gives it to anyone else..."
Seeing Stark's expression grow increasingly unfriendly, Scott immediately began to explain.
"No, no, no, I didn't steal it from Dr. Pym."
"This suit was given to me by Dr. Pym, and he taught me how to use it."
"In fact, I received a commission from Dr. Pym, which is why I came here to, uh, retrieve something."
"Retrieve something? If I'm not mistaken, these things once belonged to my father. What you mean by 'retrieve' wouldn't be'steal,' would it?"
Stark laughed mockingly.
"Strictly speaking, it can't be considered stealing."
Scott tried hard to explain himself.
"Dr. Pym said that there is a prototype he invented here, and when he fell out with your father, he didn't have time to take it away."
"So I came here to retrieve something that originally belonged to Dr. Pym, not to steal your things."
Stark was just too lazy to bother with Scott's nonsense.
Anyway, in Stark's eyes, Scott was currently a thief invading his Base.
"No matter what you want to take, let Dr. Pym come and talk to me himself."
Stark waved his hand dismissively.
Seeing this, Scott immediately put on his helmet and shrunk his body, intending to escape from Stark.
If it had been the previous Stark, before he had the Nanoscale Armor, Scott might have really gotten away.
But now Stark's Armor had undergone a brand new upgrade, and what his Armor could do far exceeded many people's imaginations.
With a wave of Stark's hand, countless ropes made of Nanoscale Particles bound Scott.
Even when Scott shrunk to the extreme, these Nanoscale Ropes still tied him up obediently.
Seeing this, Scott could only helplessly enlarge, wanting to break free from these Nanoscale Ropes by changing his size.
However, these Nanoscale Ropes also expanded simultaneously with Scott's body size.
While expanding, these Nanoscale Particles were also continuously replenishing, ensuring that even if Scott's body size increased, they still had enough binding force on him.
So, Scott was inevitably tied up like a dumpling.
"Ah?"
Scott struggled for a long time, only to find himself tied up like a caterpillar, lying on the ground unable to move.
The most crucial thing was that those Nanoscale Particles were still continuously invading his combat suit.
Under the action of the Nanoscale Particles, Scott's mask was quickly opened, and then those Nanoscale Particles rapidly poured into Scott's combat suit.
In just a few seconds, Scott's clothes automatically fell off him from the inside out.
What appeared before the two was a naked middle-aged man, lying on the ground wearing only a pair of underwear.
"I can't tell from your wimpy appearance, but your physique is quite impressive."
Stark joked.
With a wave of his hand, the Ant-Man combat Armor was placed aside by Stark.
On the other side, Dr. Pym looked at the scene in front of him, speechless.
"What kind of mess is this?"
As early as when Scott arrived at this Base, Dr. Pym had advised him not to go in.
Because they initially thought it was just an old warehouse in the suburbs, storing old S.H.I.E.L.D. items.
But when Scott arrived at the warehouse, Dr. Pym was surprised to find that Stark had transformed it into another Base at some point.
The security level of an abandoned warehouse and the security level of a research Base are certainly not the same.
So Dr. Pym subconsciously wanted Scott to go back and plan for the long term.
However, Scott, holding the idea that since he had already come, he couldn't leave without seeing, eventually snuck into the Base.
At first, his infiltration went very smoothly.
After all, Stark was only conducting some research here and hadn't set up too many defenses at all.
If someone really invaded, Stark couldn't possibly not notice.
However, Stark didn't expect that there would be a unique existence like Ant-Man.
This led to Scott only being discovered by Lynn when he had already infiltrated Lynn and Stark's research laboratory.
"It seems I need to strengthen the relevant defenses of the Base in the future."
Stark frowned slightly.
"Small enemies like these are really difficult to deal with."
"Perhaps someone will develop small drones similar in size to these, and these must also be guarded against."
"Speaking of which, various defenses related to poisonous gases and viruses should also be arranged."
Stark muttered to himself, preparing to raise the security level of all Bases to a degree that would make all invaders despair.
"Enough!"
"Let Stark talk to me."
Even until now, Scott had maintained communication with Dr. Pym.
Of course, Stark wouldn't have failed to notice; he didn't say anything simply to give Pym a chance.
"Uh... do you want to answer the phone?"
Scott forced a smile and pursed his lips, indicating the headset he was wearing on his ear.
"Dr. Pym is willing to communicate with me?"
Stark's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"Forget it, I still won't use your communication equipment. I'm afraid of some contagious disease."
Stark tapped a few times on his Armor.
"Jarvis, connect me to Dr. Pym's communication."
The next second, a translucent light screen appeared in front of everyone.
The faces of Dr. Pym and his daughter appeared simultaneously on the screen.
When Dr. Pym discovered that the large screen in front of him had turned into Stark's annoying face, his expression immediately darkened.
How could he not know that his system had now been hijacked by Stark?
"Is this how you greet your elders?"
"Coming up and hacking into someone else's system first?"
Stark didn't care at all, looking down and swiping something on the panel.
"Elder? You don't seem to have the qualifications to be my elder."
Stark's lips curved slightly.
"Let me see, what have you all been up to recently?"
"Ah… it seems your recent days haven't been particularly good either."
"After so many years, are you still clinging to your old technology with no progress?"
"Damn it, I warn you, Stark! Don't think that just because you're Old Stark's son, you can do whatever you want!"
"I order you, right now, immediately, stop invading me!"
"Old man, I say, between the two of us, who exactly is doing whatever they want?"
Stark looked at Pym with a sneer.
"You sent people to invade my Base without a word, and even tried to steal my things."
"Now that you see you're in the wrong, you're starting to use morality to pressure me?"
"Were you like this with my father back then?"
"No wonder my father broke up with you."
Mentioning what happened back then, Pym was furious.
"It was your father who wanted to steal my technology back then!"
"You Stark family members are all shameless liars and villains!"
"This prototype was also invented by me, how can you say it's your property?"
Facing the enraged Dr. Pym, Stark put away his Nanoscale Armor and lazily sat on the sofa.
"I think you're a really strange person."
"Let's say, and I mean 'let's say,' if you had created the atomic bomb back then, could you then claim the atomic bomb belonged to you?"
Stark spread his hands.
"Don't forget that all the research you did at S.H.I.E.L.D., all the resources and manpower consumed, were provided by S.H.I.E.L.D.."
"So, strictly speaking, all those things you made belong to the country, not to you personally."
"Don't tell me you didn't receive your salary back then, did you?"
"Besides, later, when S.H.I.E.L.D.'s structure changed, those useless scraps were naturally going to be disposed of."
"So the ownership of this item also changed."
"Not to mention that the equipment and items you created consumed other people's resources; purely from a legal standpoint, you have no right whatsoever to claim ownership of these items."
Stark played the role of a capitalist perfectly, vividly and thoroughly.
"So I don't know where your claim of 'stealing your technology' back then came from?"
"If my father really had any ideas about your technology, do you think you would have been able to swagger away with all the Ant-Man suits back then?"
"What do you mean!"
Dr. Pym was so mocked by Stark that he was almost losing his mind.
"I didn't expect your talent in scientific research to be slightly inferior to my father's, and even your intelligence is so unhelpful."
Stark looked at Pym with a look of pity.
"You should know, just by using your toes to think, that my father might have had a difference of opinion with you regarding the direction of technology use, but he absolutely didn't covet your technology."
"You're full of nonsense! Back then, I already discovered he had tried to…"
Pym's face turned completely red, commonly known as 'red-hot.'
Lynn watched from the side, truly worried that Pym might accidentally faint from anger.
"Are you sure it was my father who acted back then, and not someone else?"
"Even if you've been isolated from the World all these years, you shouldn't be unaware that HYDRA has always been threatening the World's safety."
Stark looked at Pym with an incredulous expression.
"I can understand that back then, both of you harbored resentment over your disagreements and didn't want to sit down and talk properly."
"But now, even if you just slightly use your pitiful brain capacity to think, you should know that since HYDRA has been hiding in the shadows for so long…"
"Is there even a slight possibility that HYDRA was secretly pushing things from behind back then?"
"Hmm?"
"Hiss…"
Pym's face instantly turned pale.
As a scientist, Dr. Pym was certainly no fool; Lynn had only mentioned it briefly, and he immediately thought of this possibility.
It was precisely because this possibility was extremely high, even potentially certain to be the truth of the matter, that Dr. Pym's face turned so pale.
It turned out that for all these years, he had misunderstood Old Stark.
The conflicts between him and Old Stark now seemed so ridiculous!
From beginning to end, Stark had never thought of betraying him.
He had simply overthought things himself.
"No matter what you want, and no matter what your purpose is, in any case, I'm holding onto the person for now, and the equipment will also stay with me."
Stark glanced at Dr. Pym, then said indifferently.
"If you want your person back, if you want your equipment back, come see me in person."
Stark's voice was cold and serious.
"I don't care what happened back then; in any case, you sent someone to invade my Base, so you need to provide an explanation."
"As for your so-called shrinking and enlarging technology and those Pym Particles…"
Stark scoffed disdainfully.
"Sorry, for now, I don't even consider them."
"So you don't need to worry that I'll steal your technology."
"We, the Stark family, have never been the kind of people to do such things."
After speaking, Stark hung up the phone without caring what Pym thought.
Stark had completely taken control of Dr. Pym.
According to the information he found, Pym's life in recent years hadn't been so good.
His wife, due to an accident years ago, was still missing to this day.
Although Pym always insisted that his wife was just missing, not dead.
But Stark felt that given the circumstances, how could someone who had been missing for so many years still be alive and return?
Old Pym was obsessed with research, which led to him not paying much attention to his daughter's upbringing.
Hence, the later betrayal by his business partner occurred.
And when he was betrayed by his partner, his daughter was even the company's executive chairman.
However, Old Pym later seemed to have discovered his company partner's conspiracy and used it to convince his daughter, so the two of them were now united.
Anyway, Old Pym was now homeless, drifting everywhere.
What was strange, however, was that even Stark was temporarily unable to pinpoint Old Pym's address.
Otherwise, Stark wouldn't just be asking the other party to come and give him an explanation; he would have gone directly to their door to demand one.
"Uh… I'm just a mercenary hired by someone."
Seeing that the conversation between the two parties had ended, Scott cautiously spoke up.
"Since you've reached an agreement, there shouldn't be anything left for me here, right?"
"How about you let me go first? I have a child waiting for me at home."
Stark glanced at Scott, and seemed to remember something, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Let me see, Scott… previously imprisoned for theft and robbery."
"You have a child, but your child was already awarded to your ex-wife during the divorce."
"So you were just lying."
"Uh… huh?"
Scott's eyes widened.
He hadn't expected his information to be acquired so quickly by the person in front of him.
"Even if you go home now, you'll just be alone."
Scott chuckled awkwardly, seemingly feeling a bit guilty because his lie had been exposed.
"Let me see why you were imprisoned? What did you steal? It actually…"
"Ah… so that's it!"
Looking at Scott's past experiences online, Stark drew out his words.
"I didn't expect you to be so righteous?"
Suddenly being praised by someone, Scott felt a bit embarrassed.
"Well… I think if you want to talk to me, could you please let me down first?"
Scott said with a wry smile.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't run away."
"After all, without the suit, I'm nothing."
"Being tied up like this, it's really a bit inconvenient to talk, don't you think?"
Scott wriggled on the ground, trying to lift his head, looking at Stark with anticipation.
Scott was completely wrapped up, like a caterpillar.
Seeing Scott's sincerity, Stark nodded at the panel.
Chapter 167 Establishing an idol company?
The nanoparticles immediately receded like a tide, returning to Stark's body.
Scott finally sprang up from the ground, trying to move his limbs.
"How did you do these things? The force of the binding was really a bit painful."
Scott said with a smile.
Scott was initially very nervous about stealing from Stark Tower.
He was afraid that if he accidentally misunderstood Stark, he would be completely killed.
Especially for a small character like him, Stark was a big shot he could only hear about in rumors.
Coupled with Old Pym's various slanders against the Stark family, Scott's impression of the Stark family was quite poor.
However, after some contact, Scott found that as long as he didn't make any excessive moves, he didn't have to worry about his life.
Furthermore, as for the conflict between the Stark familyand Old Pym back then, it's a matter of opinion.
So, by this point, Scott was already starting to regret getting involved in this matter.
To put it bluntly, even if Pym and the Stark family fell out, Dr. Pym is still a well-known scientist in the current scientific community.
But what does Scott have? He's just an ordinary person who went to prison for theft.
Even if he has a little hacking skill, these skills are completely insignificant in the eyes of these true big shots.
So Scott was very self-aware.
He decisively wanted to extricate himself from his own affairs and draw a clear line between himself and Pym.
Dr. Pym might not fear the Stark family's revenge after this is over.
But if Scott, an ordinary person, were targeted by the Stark family, he would probably never have a chance to rise again in this life.
Conversely, if he could gain the protection of other families, wouldn't he be rich and noble for the rest of his life, with nothing to worry about?
Especially...
Scott unconsciously turned his gaze to Lynn, who was sitting calmly to the side, always silent.
That was the legendary leader of the famous Illuminati!
"If I could get involved with someone like that, wouldn't it be..."
Scott's thoughts were very beautiful.
In reality, Lynn and Stark didn't mind giving Scott such an opportunity.
Stark wanted to recruit someone simply because Ant-Man was someone Old Pym valued.
Being able to pull Scott to his side would surely deal a significant blow to Old Pym.
Stark always liked to do things that made others lose face.
As for why Lynn was willing to give Ant-Man a chance, it was mainly because Lynn valued the luck on Ant-Man.
Scott's overall qualities are not particularly outstanding in the entire Marvel Universe.
The ability to grow and shrink sounds very magical, but to be honest, it's just that.
What Lynn valued was the potential luck hidden within Scott.
Especially Ant-Man in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, who played an extremely important role at many critical junctures.
Besides that, Ant-Man can freely enter and exit the Quantum Realm, which theoretically has no chance of survival.
Luck is a mysterious thing, but at certain times, luck plays an extremely important role.
However, Scott's luck is most likely tied to Ant-Man.
In other words, only when Scott is Ant-Man can he display his somewhat heaven-defying good luck.
And it might only be useful in specific environments.
If Scott is not Ant-Man and does not inherit Dr. Pym's mantle, then he is just a simple ordinary person.
Perhaps he is usually a bit unlucky, but his upper limit is already here.
Although considering the potential luck on Ant-Man, Lynn is willing to absorb him into the Illuminati.
After all, the Illuminati can never have too many heroes.
But how to treat Scott specifically still depends on Stark's decision.
Because what Lynn wants to absorb is Ant-Man, not Scott himself.
This depends on how the negotiations between Stark and Old Pym proceed.
Stark and Scott seemed to be getting along very well and quickly became familiar with each other.
And Stark finally knew what Scott had come to their Basefor.
After learning Scott's purpose, Stark burst out laughing.
"He sent you to steal one thing, and then use the stolen thing to go to another place to steal another thing?"
"Who are you people? Zorro the Thief?"
"This..."
Scott's expression was a little awkward.
"Actually, strictly speaking, it can't be considered stealing."
"After all, to some extent, these things probably, maybe, originally belonged to Dr. Pym."
"Now they are just being returned to their rightful owner."
"You make it sound good, but let me ask you."
Stark looked at Scott and said indifferently.
"Did anyone use any coercive behavior during the entire process?"
"Aren't these things legal and compliant?"
Scott was silent for a moment.
"But is legal and compliant... always right?"
"Even if what they do is all legal and compliant, should we just watch them turn this technology into weapons and sell them all over the World?"
Scott's expression became serious, and he stared intently at Stark.
"Didn't you also shut down Stark Industries' weapons division back then?"
"I think you can probably understand our thoughts."
"Hmm... probably not my thoughts, I should say Dr. Pym's thoughts."
Scott gave an awkward smile.
"I'm just an ordinary person who was hired, I don't have such grand ideals and philosophies."
"They give me money, I do things for them, it's that simple."
"I've already done one stupid thing, and now I don't want to do more stupid things."
Scott lowered his head.
"I just want to save some money and find a decent job, and have the opportunity to see my daughter more often in the future."
"Hmm, good, I'm starting to appreciate you."
Stark nodded heavily.
"You want a decent job, okay, no problem, I'm officially inviting you now."
"Are you willing to join Stark Industries and become a part of Stark Industries?"
"Ah? Me! I'm willing!"
Scott was very surprised.
As one of the top technology giants in all of America, a position at Stark Industries is undoubtedly something many people dream of.
In the U.S., working at Stark Industries is definitely considered a decent and stable job.
"But... what can I do?"
After the excitement, Scott's next feelings were confusion and bewilderment.
"I don't know many things, and I don't think Stark Industries needs the skills I have at all."
"Perhaps... you could consider it?"
Stark turned his gaze to Lynn.
Seeing Stark turn his gaze to him, Lynn was slightly stunned.
"Ah? Is this also about me?"
Stark nodded to Scott, then pulled Lynn aside and began to whisper something.
After hearing Stark's idea, Lynn looked at Stark with a hint of surprise.
Strictly speaking, this idea was not something Stark had thought of long ago, but rather something he suddenly felt inspired by after learning about Scott's experience.
Simply put, with the progress and development of society, more and more people will be affected by various environmental factors in the future and gradually become superhuman.
However, having extraordinary power in modern society is not necessarily a good thing.
When a person gains extraordinary power, the first thing he thinks about is how to improve his life.
But the problem is, in modern society, what good is it, no matter how powerful you are?
Super strong combat ability does not bring you any convenience in work and life.
On the contrary, it may bring endless troubles.
Especially when your abilities are targeted by criminals, they will definitely try every means to drag you down.
Even if it's not like this, after gaining powerful abilities, the quickest way to make money is to do illegal and criminal things.
This will bring deeper unstable factors to society.
Since this is the case, why not have Stark Industries take the lead in establishing a specialized company to provide job opportunities for these people with superpowers!
What they needed to do was also very simple: use their powerful abilities to maintain social stability and specifically deal with criminals who abused their powers to do as they pleased.
Of course, due to the dangerous nature of the work, the compensation they could receive would naturally far exceed the salaries of ordinary jobs.
"The idea is beautiful, but there's one problem you might not have noticed."
Lynn quickly pointed out the shortcomings in Stark's idea.
"Where will the salaries for these superpowered individuals come from?"
Theoretically, doing so is indeed without any problems.
But the question is, who should pay for this salary?
From Stark's tone, if possible, he even wanted to cooperate with government departments to jointly operate this organization.
But the question is, who will ultimately pay the salaries?
Should Stark Industries pay?
If there weren't many superpowered individuals, it would be no problem for Stark Industries to pay.
However, as time passes, this organization and department will surely spread throughout America and even the entire World.
At that time, could Stark Industries still afford the salary expenses for so many superpowered individuals?
Such a massive expenditure is definitely not something a private enterprise can afford.
Only a nation as a unit can afford such a huge expense.
But the question is, why should a nation bear such an expenditure for no reason?
If the nation is to spend money to support these people to maintain social harmony and stability, then what about the original Police departments?
What about the military?
Should all these things be abolished?
"Hiss... It seems I was indeed a bit presumptuous."
Stark lightly tapped his head with his finger.
"No, your idea is not problematic at all; it's just that regarding the nature of this, we might need to make a small change."
Lynn thought of something, a smile on his face.
In fact, in the multiverse, there have long been examples of this business model.
For example, in the World of the famous The Boys, Vought Company does exactly that.
They cultivate their superheroes and then have them debut as idols to make a profit.
However, unlike the Marvel Universe, in that Universe, nothing major really happened on Earth; all the so-called dangers were created by these so-called superheroes.
But the Marvel Universe is different; there have always been various villains and various evil forces here.
You never have to worry about not having opponents.
Even if the entire Earth settles down, there will always be those anti-social, anti-human lunatics who want to cause trouble in secret.
These are the opponents for those who want to be heroes.
To take a step back, even if Earth is thriving, with no criminals or anti-human elements appearing.
That doesn't mean these superheroes are completely without a purpose.
They can perfectly serve as another reserve force for Earth, to guard against alien invasions.
When Earth begins to venture into the Universe and explore it in the future, these people can also serve as a vanguard, assisting humanity in developing and exploring the Universe.
The Universe is full of various space pirates and deranged aliens.
And the power of these people is often very strong, which is when these superpowered individuals will naturally be useful.
"You mean... forming a new company and having these people debut as idols through this new company?"
Stark stared at Lynn, dumbfounded.
"Can this really work?"
"Whether it can work, we'll only know after trying."
Lynn lightly tapped the table with his finger.
He found this idea very interesting.
"Those superpowered individuals might not want to reveal their identities, or they might have their own professions in reality."
"Considering this, superpowered individuals can debut with their true identities, or they can conceal their identities, merely acting as vigilantes and maintaining peace."
"However, in this process, their actions and their image will be managed and maintained by our company."
"At that time, all profits obtained through this corporate image will be shared between the company and the individual hero."
"However, this proportion must be carefully considered; we absolutely cannot mistreat those heroes."
"After all, we are cultivating heroes who protect humanity, not anti-human elements."
"We don't lack that small amount of money, so there's no need to cause any unpleasantness with the heroes over this."
"In addition, considering that newcomers who have just debuted might not have much fame or be able to generate much profit, to protect their enthusiasm."
"Therefore, we also need to provide these people with an additional basic salary to ensure their daily lives."
"For underage superpowered individuals, we also need to undertake their education and guide them to develop healthy values."
Listening to Lynn's rambling, arranging everything clearly, Stark couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
"According to you, aren't we just completely becoming nannies?"
Lynn shook his head.
"You and I are decision-makers, the ones making decisions; the ones truly busy are the employees below us. How can you be considered a nanny?"
Lynn joked.
"But you're right, in a sense, what we're doing is indeed what a nanny would do."
"And that's your original intention, isn't it?"
Lynn laughed heartily.
"To show my support for you, I've decided to persuade the members of the Illuminati to join your company first and become the first batch of superpowered heroes."
"Of course, regarding the contract and profit-sharing, you must give us good terms, otherwise, I will turn hostile."
Lynn said with a smile.
"By the way, the nature of our department might be a bit strange because it's both charitable and profitable."
"Plus, it also has to bear certain social responsibilities, and it might even be drawn into the whirlpool of politics in the future..."
"Hmm... so, the independence and purity of the company will largely depend on your efforts."
"This..."
Stark looked at Friday on the side.
"Now that you mention it, I think I might have thought of a suitable candidate."
"You're not seriously thinking of letting Friday deal with those annoying politicians and handle those dirty affairs, are you?"
Lynn was a bit surprised.
"Aren't you really afraid that Friday will be corrupted by these people, causing her mind to no longer be pure?"
"Perhaps after witnessing the dirty politics of humanity, she might develop ideas like destroying humanity?"
Stark's eyes flickered.
"If that truly happens, then I will definitely stop her."
"However, I will not, for that reason, implant any thought imprints in Friday that prevent her from resisting humans."
"She is free."
"At the same time, I also need to teach Friday that this World is not just beautiful; it also has its filth."
"To look at anything, you need to look at the World from different angles; it's not simply black or White."
"Excellent, you have awareness!"
Lynn was very much in favor of Stark's decision.
The company's name is temporarily pending, and Fridaywill be the main leader in the future.
Future development directions and various other details need to be carefully studied.
In addition, if this matter is handled properly, it can also become a good political asset for Jessica.
Just as Lynn and Stark were enthusiastically discussing how the company would operate in the future.
Dr. Pym always took his daughter, Jane, to the Base.
Although Dr. Pym had various flaws, and although he himself wasn't exactly a good person.
He wasn't that bad either.
After all, Scott was caught by Stark because he accepted Dr. Pym's mission.
Even if Dr. Pym didn't want to bother with Scott, he at least had to rescue Scott first.
What's more, what he wanted was currently stored at Stark's base.
Regardless of the reason, he had to make a trip to the Base.
"What an idiot, I shouldn't have sent him on this mission."
Standing at the entrance of Stark's base, Dr. Pym grumbled.
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"I told him a long time ago that this was already Stark's base and he should leave as soon as possible."
"This fool was hell-bent on coming in here to take a look!"
Hope rolled her eyes at her father.
"If you don't want to save him, you can leave now, why did you have to come here?"
"How could I possibly let you go alone to negotiate with that guy Stark?"
Dr. Pym snorted coldly.
"He's a typical playboy, never have any expectations of such a person."
"Who knows, one day he might just use you up!"
Hope rolled her eyes at her father, feeling helpless.
"Do I look like a little girl who doesn't know anything?"
"Don't worry, I won't be fooled by someone like Stark."
As Hope said this, Pym finally stopped talking.
But he was still worried and seemed to want to say something else, but Hope was too lazy to bother with her old father and led the way inside.
Although Pym was her father, Hope didn't have a very good impression of him.
Because Pym was that typical, stubborn, arrogant, and conceited old scientist.
Hope really didn't understand why her mother had fallen for such a guy back then.
Such a person has no charm whatsoever in this day and age.
Except for certain special groups of people, basically no one would like this type of person.
Alright, Hope admitted that many times, love is somewhat blind.
At least she was already dating Scott now.
If you were to compare them, Scott was far from her stubborn and arrogant old father.
Especially since Scott even had a ex-wife and a child.
But there was no way around it, who made love so blind?
It was precisely because she was worried about Scott's safety that Hope insisted on coming to Stark herself to bring Scott back.
"Oh, it seems we have guests."
Stark clapped his hands, and the Base's door opened automatically. Jarvis led them all the way to the living room.
When they arrived in the living room, the screen originally expected to see a Scott who was hung up and whipped, but unexpectedly Scott was sitting on the sofa, dressed impeccably.
He even held a glass of wine in his hand, sipping it slowly.
"It seems that some people's worries are completely groundless."
Dr. Pym seemed to be implying something.
"Someone is doing very well right now."
Hope rolled her eyes at her father and said nothing more.
"I knew you wouldn't abandon me."
Seeing the two people walk in, Scott's face showed a smile, and he enthusiastically came closer.
"If you didn't say anything, I would have thought you had betrayed us."
Dr. Pym, this old man, was very aggressive.
As soon as he came up, he was spewing venom.
"Stark's boy, quickly return my Ant-Man Suit to me."
"Then let me take what belongs to me, and we'll be completely even."
"Even? I don't think we're even."
Stark said indifferently.
"You know, trespassing, according to the law, I can directly shoot you on the spot."
"And everything on you is my spoils of war."
"Including your so-called Ant-Man Suit, and your prototype."
"Theoretically, these are all my things now."
"You want to take my things and then be even with me? Isn't that a bit too ridiculous?"
Dr. Pym's face darkened.
"Speak, what do you want?"
It wasn't that he hadn't suspected Stark was coveting his Ant-Man Suit.
But on second thought, the possibility of this situation was not very high.
If Stark really wanted his technology, he probably wouldn't even greet him and would just dismantle the Ant-Man Suit for research.
And now that Stark was willing to waste so much time talking to him, it proved that Stark needed something from him.
If it were the previous Pym, he might not have calmed down so easily.
But who made his things and his people still in the other party's hands, so Pym had to force himself to calm down and deal with the current situation.
"I heard your life hasn't been going well lately, you've even become a stray dog, running around everywhere."
Stark smiled faintly.
"Do you need my help?"
Dr. Pym snorted coldly.
"I don't need charity from someone like you at all!"
"Especially your Stark family!"
Stark lightly wiggled a finger.
"There's no need to be too anxious right now."
"Don't be quick to refuse me, first look at the conditions I'm offering."
"First of all, you currently have a criminal record. If I expose this matter, I'm afraid you'll go to jail."
Stark lightly wiggled his finger.
"Don't doubt, I can definitely do this."
"Secondly, I see that your research on the Ant-Man Suithasn't made much progress in recent years."
"And I've had some extra gains in certain areas recently."
"So if you can agree to my conditions, I don't mind giving you a little help with your research."
"Help? With you?"
Dr. Pym sneered contemptuously.
"What research can you help me with?"
"It seems you won't believe me unless I show you some real evidence."
Stark didn't mind his skepticism.
"As far as I know, you also have a wife, and her whereabouts are currently unknown."
"I heard you haven't given up on finding your wife?"
Hearing Stark bring up this matter, Dr. Pym's face became very unsightly.
"What does that have to do with you?"
"I'll deal with my wife's matter myself, I don't need anyone's help at all."
"You should know that after she's been missing for so long, the Hope of her survival should become increasingly slim."
"So if I were you, I would desperately seize every opportunity to seek help from others, in order to find my wife sooner."
Stark stared at Pym with interest.
"Or perhaps, you don't actually love your wife that much?"
"You're full of nonsense!"
Pym cursed fiercely.
"But I haven't seen you make any efforts to save your wife all these years."
Stark spread his hands.
"You have time to start a company, you have time to research your Ant-Man Suit, but you don't have time to research your wife's disappearance, is that right?"
"What do you know, the Quantum Realm isn't that simple of a thing?"
"Many researches cannot be carried out without sufficient funds and appropriate time."
"I started a company to earn money and promote technological development, all for the sake of finding my wife as soon as possible!"
"You don't understand anything at all."
Pym was clearly enraged by Stark's words.
"Alright, then I apologize."
Stark offered a insincere apology.
"But what if I tell you that I now have a very in-depth understanding of the Quantum Realm, would you agree to work for me?"
Stark had an evil smile on his face.
"You said you have a deep understanding of the Quantum Realm?"
Pym was very disdainful of Stark's claim.
"It's not me saying it, but you, a young kid, what kind of in-depth research can you have on the Quantum Realm?"
Pym sneered.
"Don't say that, you really can't say that. I do have some understanding of the Quantum Realm that ordinary people don't know."
Stark laughed heartily.
"You should know that the Quantum Realm actually has an inexplicable relationship with time."
Stark was not deceiving Pym.
After learning about Dr. Pym's and his father's past, Starkbegan to intentionally learn about Dr. Pym's affairs.
And Jarvis's ability to collect intelligence was extremely exaggerated, so while Dr. Pym was on his way, Lynn and Stark roughly understood what had happened to Dr. Pym.
Including his wife who was lost in the Quantum Realm.
Everyone else thought Dr. Pym's wife was dead, and that people who entered the Quantum Realm could not possibly come back alive.
But Dr. Pym didn't think so. He believed that time in the Quantum Realm and the real World was different.
So even if decades passed in the outside World, only a few hours or days might have passed in the Quantum Realm.
This way, Dr. Pym would have ample time to conduct in-depth research on the Quantum Realm and then rescue his wife.
These conjectures were also verified by the information obtained from Scott.
So Dr. Pym didn't lie; he had been working hard all these years for his wife to return to the real World.
The Quantum Realm seems incredibly mysterious, but Stark was not entirely ignorant of it.
Ultimately, this was all thanks to Lynn's efforts.
Because he had previously engaged in an intense confrontation with Kang in the timeline.
Although he later lost many memories, Stark still retained some impressions.
And while studying the energy of the Mind Stone and Celestial Power, Stark mastered magic.
Through this magic, Stark was finally able to glimpse a part of the true World.
And this naturally included time and space.
Underneath time and space, Stark once had a fleeting glimpse of a certain realm.
Before this, Stark hadn't paid much attention to that realm; sometimes he even thought it was his imagination.
Moreover, his research focus was currently on Friday, so he didn't have much interest in that realm.
However, after learning about Dr. Pym's past, Starkquickly realized that the realm he glimpsed while studying Friday's soul was most likely the so-called Quantum Realm!
After connecting the two, Stark had a subconscious feeling that if he continued his research, he would surely gain more.
Although he had only caught a glimpse of the Quantum Realm, Stark was confident that his research progress was definitely more in-depth than that old man Dr. Pym.
Because Dr. Pym, even now, had never truly touched the Quantum Realm.
At least Stark had seen the Quantum Realm, hadn't he?
And just now, while Dr. Pym was on his way, Starkchatted with Lynn while building a model for the Quantum Realm.
As he spoke, Stark projected the model he had just built onto Dr. Pym's face using a holographic projection.
"Take a look, isn't my research into the Quantum Realmmuch deeper than yours?"
With just one glance, Dr. Pym could tell that these calculations and mathematical models could only be made by someone who had truly seen the Quantum Realm.
"How did you do it?"
Dr. Pym was extremely excited.
"Could it be that you've also entered the Quantum Realm?"
"I haven't personally entered the Quantum Realm," Starksaid, spreading his hands.
"If I had entered the Quantum Realm, do you think I'd still be alive to come back?"
"What do you mean?" Pym's expression turned sour.
Stark immediately realized that his words seemed to subtly imply that Dr. Pym's wife wouldn't return.
However, he was not the type to apologize, so Starkquickly changed the subject.
"In some highly classified research projects, I accidentally had some contact with the Quantum Realm."
"That's why I have a deeper understanding of the Quantum Realm."
"If you want to bring your wife back from the Quantum Realm, trust me, there's no more suitable collaborator in the entire World than me."
Pym's expression shifted.
Stark wasn't aggressive; instead, he returned Scott and the Ant-Man Suit to Pym.
"You can go back now and think it over carefully. I'll wait for your good news."
Stark snapped his fingers.
"Jarvis, see our guests out."
"Oh, right, the prototype you wanted is in the warehouse. I've already had Jarvis get it for you."
"Remember to take it with you later."
Faced with Stark's generous decision, Dr. Pym was clearly stunned.
"You..."
With complex feelings, Dr. Pym, Scott, and his daughter left the Base together.
After they left, Lynn looked at Stark with some surprise.
"When did you become so generous? This isn't like you."
Stark, however, collapsed onto the sofa and burst out laughing.
"You don't understand. Did you see that old man's face? I'm truly overjoyed."
"What's this called? According to China's saying, it's called 'retreating in order to advance.'"
"Just wait, that old man will eventually be completely under my thumb," Stark said contentedly.
Lynn shook his head, ignoring Stark's mischievousness.
"You kept interrupting me; I almost forgot the real reason I came here."
With that, Lynn stated his request.
Reminded by Lynn, Stark also remembered that Pepper's safety now needed attention.
"Coincidentally, there's no time like the present. Today, I'll help you resolve their safety issues."
With that, Stark used Nanoscale Armor technology to replicate his armor.
Because of the existence of Nanoscale Armor technology, it was quite simple for Stark to replicate a simplified Markarmor.
This Mark armor didn't have too many powerful functions, and its combat power was average.
But its defensive capabilities were in no way inferior to the Mark armor Stark was wearing.
Stark also installed a small Arc Reactor on the Nanoscale Armor.
In critical moments, this small Arc Reactor could provide a large amount of energy, helping the wearer quickly escape dangerous situations.
However, due to size limitations, the energy provided by this small Arc Reactor was relatively limited and could not sustain long battles.
After all, Pepper and Jessica were not like Stark.
Stark could wear an Arc Reactor on his chest, which represented his identity.
But if they also wore an Arc Reactor on their chests, it would basically be overtly telling their enemies that these two people were wearing Mark armor.
If enemies were prepared, the protection offered by the Mark armor would be very limited.
Furthermore, since it was a Mark armor made with Nanoscale Armor technology, there was no extra space in the armor to accommodate a reactor.
However, Stark's current technology was so advanced that he could make the reactor very small.
So, from the outside, these two armors looked like ordinary watches.
And the style of the watch could also be freely customized.
Nanoscale Armor technology could transform into the appearance of any watch.
Wearing the watch, Lynn left Stark's base.
Drawing a portal with a flick of his wrist, Lynn stepped beside Jessica.
Jessica was still busy handling her documents in the office.
Seeing Lynn walk in through the portal, Jessicainstinctively pressed the remote control next to her desk.
In the blink of an eye, the office door was completely locked, and even the blinds were drawn.
"I really envy your ability; it's so convenient. You can go wherever you want."
Jessica's eyes were alluring.
"I thought you had forgotten about me, your senior."
"You haven't come to see me for so long."
"You rascal!"
Lynn spread his hands helplessly.
"It's only been two days since we last met; how is that'so long' since I came to see you?"
"I don't care. Anyway, I need to check if I'm still in your heart."
An afternoon passed.
Jessica stretched lazily.
"Not bad, I am indeed in your heart."
Lynn then took out the prepared watch.
"What is this? A token of our love?" Jessica chuckled, covering her mouth.
"But if it's a token of love, shouldn't it be a ring or a necklace? What do you mean by sending a watch?"
Though she said that, Jessica happily took off the watch on her wrist and put on the watch Lynn gave her.
"This isn't an ordinary watch," Lynn smiled faintly, then taught Jessica how to use the watch.
In times of danger, at microseconds speed, countless Nanoscale Armor particles would emerge from the watch, enveloping Jessica entirely.
If needed, Jessica could also actively trigger the button on the watch to put on the armor.
The armor's defensive capabilities were outstanding; even in the most extreme environments, it could still guarantee Jessica's safety.
In addition, the armor was also equipped with some self-defense weapons.
Gods of Thunder God Thor's level would naturally not be harmed by such weapons, but if the enemy was only a Captain America level opponent...
Even if she couldn't win, escaping would be no problem at all.
With the protection of this watch, even a special squad of dozens or hundreds of people would not be able to harm Jessica in the slightest.