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Chapter 43 Tony Stark in the spotlight
Calm skies over Manhattan.

"Oh my God, what is that?"

"Oh shit, this looks like something out of a science fiction movie!"

"God, this is so cool!"

As screams came from the street, everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky.

I saw a set of extremely cool golden and red armor flying in the air. Every time it flew over a place, there would be endless exclamations and photos from the ground.

Inside the armor.

Listening to the shocked expressions of the crowd below, Tony Stark said with great pleasure: "Jarvis, this is the reaction of ordinary people seeing the Mark Armor for the first time."

"People like Lin En, who asked me if I could turn the armor into a bracelet the first time he saw it, are the exception!"

"Continue to increase the flight power. Although I am very low-key, since I promised Lin En, I think I should do my best!"

In response to Tony Stark's modesty, Jarvis quipped, "Sir, you are indeed a very low-key person. You don't enjoy the spotlight at all."

"Jarvis, after this upgrade, you've definitely become a bad person!"

Tony Stark said, controlling the flight of the armor, "Jarvis, find out if there are any reporters. Let's make a stunning entrance!"

"Sir, there's a New York Times reporter buying hot dogs at a stand three blocks away, and she's accompanied by a cameraman!"

"In that case, what are you waiting for?"

After saying that, Tony Stark flew directly towards the direction three blocks away!

The female reporter bought a hot dog from a stall and ate it while complaining to the cameraman, "FUXX, these stingy informant's fees, Grandet, should be hung on the streetlight!"

"If we don't pay the informant enough, where are we going to find news that's eye-catching enough? Will explosive news just fall from the sky?"

"I'm a graduate of a prestigious university majoring in journalism, and yet I'm reduced to searching the streets for news!"

While complaining while eating a hot dog, the female reporter didn't hear the usual "suitor" agreeing with her, so she subconsciously turned to him.

When he saw his pursuer, he opened his eyes wide and looked up at the sky as if he had seen a ghost.

The female reporter frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

As she spoke, the female reporter also looked up at the sky.

When they saw the cool armor in the air, their eyes widened.

Especially when seeing "it" actually fall directly in front of the hot dog stand, the hot dog in the female reporter's hand fell to the ground.

"Give me a hot dog, please."

Landing in front of the stall, Tony Stark pretended not to see the female reporter over there.

After she excitedly ran over with the microphone in hand, Tony Stark opened his visor and said, "Wow, beautiful girl, is that hot dog on the ground yours? Don't tell me I scared you!"

"If that's the case, then I'll compensate you with a hot dog!"

As he spoke, Tony Stark gestured to the stall owner to give her a hot dog.

When he saw the visor open, he saw that the person inside the armor was Tony Stark.

The female reporter ignored the hot dog the stall owner handed her and excitedly asked, "Oh my God, Mr. Stark? I didn't expect it to be you. Is this cool mecha your latest development?"

"This is so cool, it feels like watching a science fiction movie. Mr. Stark, is this mecha the latest weapon developed by Stark Industries? Didn't you say you wanted to shut it down permanently..." "Hey, hey, calm down, okay?"

Seeing the female reporter excitedly holding the microphone to her mouth, Tony Stark spread his hands and said, "This is not a weapon, it's just a mechanical prosthesis!"

"Also, do you think it's cool?"

"Of course, Mr. Stark, this is truly groundbreaking."

"You have a good eye. After all, this is something only a genius could create. Of course, I only used one-fifth of my intelligence to create this mechanical prosthesis."

Facing the female reporter's admiration, Tony Stark acted as if it was his due.

He pulled out a twenty-dollar bill from somewhere and handed it to the stall owner, saying, "Give this beautiful girl another hot dog. It's my treat!"

After saying that, Tony Stark controlled the armor and flew away.

"Oh my god, this is amazing!"

Waving the microphone in her hand, the female reporter looked at her companion carrying a camera and said excitedly, "Did you capture the scene just now? Justin, let's rush back to the newspaper office immediately."

"We can definitely double our bonus this month!"

After saying that, the female reporter excitedly ran towards the car.

Two hours later, the edge of the town was shrouded in thick fog.

"Boss, there are videos of Tony Stark flying in his armor all over the internet. Some are taken by passersby, and some are from the New York Times."

"In just two hours, the photos and videos have been viewed over a million times. Tony Stark has become everyone's focus!"

Hearing Alice's words, Lynn Hall said while eating his lunch box, "I expected this a long time ago. After all, compared to what happened in this town."

"Tony Stark and the never-before-seen suit are more eye-catching."

"By the way, did you get any results for the pattern I drew?"

In response to Lin En's question, Alice took the laptop and said, "We found it, Boss. The people from the Information Department searched and compared the pattern you drew online."

"We eventually discovered that this was related to a sacrificial ritual of a certain Eastern European tribe. Following a lead, our colleagues from the Information Department also found a record of this in a book published by an occult expert."

At this point, Alice looked at Lin En and said, "Boss, this expert in mysticism was once a professor at Yale University. You even attended his class!"

"is it?"

Hearing Alice say this, Lynn Hall put down the lunch box in his hand and took the notebook to read.

When Lynn Hall saw the professor on the computer, he remembered.

Not only did I attend his lectures, I even read the book he wrote on mysticism in my spare time.

The book contains information about mysterious rituals from around the world and even lists legendary characters such as demons and angels.

Among them is the pattern in the town.

No wonder I felt familiar with that strange pattern when I first saw it, but I couldn’t remember where it was.

But, that pattern is used for sacrifice?
Turning to the part about the mysterious pattern, Lin En frowned after taking a look.

Sacrifice your life and sell your soul to the devil in hell to gain mysterious power.

So, the residents of this town are actually the victims of an evil ritual?
(End of this chapter)