Marvel twelve spells

Chapter 416 Mystery Guest Project (Please Subscribe!)

"Do you intend to take this opportunity to regroup the Avengers?" Jarvis asked.

"No, no, no, I don't want to do that." Tony raised his head rather arrogantly, he would never admit it.

"Okay sir." Jarvis had been with Tony for a long time, how could he not understand that Tony didn't want to admit it.

The Queen----------

When Peter received Tony's reply, he immediately opened the email excitedly to see how Mr. Stark would answer him.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Stark just replied, what do you think?

This sentence made Peter fall into deep thought. Why did Mr. Stark ask this sentence?Instead of saying it directly?
But soon, Peter raised his head, fixed his eyes on the computer screen, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard.

"I believe you, Mr. Stark." Peter replied again, and then closed the computer.

For Mr. Stark, Peter certainly believed that the other party had been helping him continuously before.

Then it's time to help Mr. Stark himself.

Peter immediately took off his coat, grabbed the Spiderman hood next to him and put it on his head, and then jumped out of the window.

Spiderman returns!
Minetta Street ————————

"First of all, I welcome everyone to help me." Baker said standing in front of everyone.

At this moment, a group of former employees of Stark Industries were summoned to this room by Baker.

"If you're being polite, don't say too much. People live for profit. Tell us your plans and rewards." The people below didn't like Baker.

They only care about their own interests. A large part of the reason why they were expelled from Stark Industries at the beginning was because of their improper character.

"Very well, I like dealing with smart people like you." Baker was not angry but happy, this kind of personality is the best, saving him from wasting words.

Baker walked to the center of the crowd, and suddenly his body changed, and a green smoke came out of him.

The people around were so frightened that they quickly backed away and covered their mouths and noses.

As the smoke cleared, Baker was no longer standing in front of them, but a man in a green metal battle suit.

Behind him was a red cloak, and on his head was a helmet shaped like a glass ball, in which there seemed to be various dark clouds floating.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm Baker." Baker opened his arms to make those around him less afraid.

"Baker? You...how did you become like this?" one of them asked cautiously.

Baker lowered his head and smiled softly: "This is the latest projection technology I have researched."

As he spoke, Baker took a step forward, revealing his original appearance, still dressed in a white shirt.

And the figure of the mysterious man behind him was still standing there.

"Who is interested can try it too?" Baker smiled and pointed behind him.

Soon, a person walked to the side of the mysterious man.

"Very good, now you just need to walk in." Baker smiled confidently.

After the man heard this, he stepped on the place where Baker was standing, and the suit quickly clung to the man.

"Below it is a projector, which has a person tracking system and will track you according to your movements."

Baker pushed away the person who was studying the projection, stood there by himself, and the battle suit was re-projected onto him.

"You don't have to worry about being exposed, because...ordinary people can't tell the truth from the fake."

As Baker spoke, he moved his limbs, and the projector also moved with Baker's movements.

"What's the use of this?" the person below said disdainfully.

From start to finish, it's all projections, and it's all fake!
"No, of course it works." Baker looked at the person who spoke just now, and then waved his right hand lightly.

A shell shot through the green mist and charged at the man.

"Ah!" The man was so frightened that he rolled to the floor, holding his head tightly and trembling, but the explosion never came.

When he found something was wrong, the man slowly raised his head, only to find that the shell had been spinning in front of him.

"Let's confuse the fake with the real, and the real confuse the fake. You said that if a real bullet hit you from behind, would you be able to avoid it?" The corners of Baker's mouth rose slightly.

clap clap clap!
The people around applauded quickly, and it seemed that Baker's invention really had something to do with it.

"Then what do you need us to do?" Someone asked suspiciously.

Now that Baker has this technology, what else do they need?
"Of course I need your help." Baker's figure began to flicker, and then he changed back to his original appearance.

"This is the current shortcoming of the technology, and the battery life is not enough."

"Also, the use of the projector is very harsh, and it must be assembled in advance, otherwise it will be useless."

"Also, I need a few partners behind the scenes to help me monitor everything."

Baker explained why he needed this group of people.

"I would like to help you, but we need money," the employee said.

"Relax, money is not a problem," Baker said.

This time, Baker invited ten former employees of Stark Industries, and he could afford to pay these people.

After this group of people were dismissed by Stark Industries, they are still jobless, and no company wants to accept them.

And I am the only one who needs them, even if the money given is a little less, it doesn't affect them from not wanting the money.

"Okay! We'll do it with you!" Everyone hit it off. As long as the technology is researched by then, are they still short of money? !
"Haha~ Now that the Avengers are falling apart and Stark is under house arrest by the government, this is our chance." Baker had a brilliant idea.

"What are we going to do?" Everyone changed their names, it was no longer you, but us.

"We'll be the new superheroes, loved and embraced by the citizens!" Baker proposed.

He is going to take the superhero route and make himself an admirable superhero, not a disgusting super criminal.

"But superheroes can't make money, unless you can be as rich as Stark." Someone laughed.

A superhero is a vigilante, or a vigilante hated by the police.

"No, don't forget about our projection technology, who said we have to use the same look for bad things and good things?" Baker had already prepared a plan.

"Those high-ranking avengers are really annoying. Aren't they wanted by the government?"

"I plan to project their appearance and do all the bad things! Then I, the superhero, will come on stage and defeat them one by one!"

Baker's greatest wish is to become a global superstar! To receive everyone's attention and support.

This is why he joined Stark Industries in the first place, because he wanted to be the next Stark.

But I didn't expect that Stark was kicked out by Stark just by relying on one sentence, you have a bad mentality.

"I thought of a good idea." Someone raised his hand and said.

"Say it," Baker said.

"The projector is too fixed to be tracked at any time. We can make the projector into a drone."

"In this way, the flying drone can blend into the surrounding environment through projection, and can also track and project anytime and anywhere." The man suggested.

"Very good!" Baker was extremely satisfied when he heard it, so the problem with the projector seemed to be solved.

"It's just that the technology of those of us who want to achieve a drone that leaves no trace seems to be out of reach."

"Unless we steal someone else's house and use it to study and copy it." Another person said.

"Steal?" Baker frowned slightly, why did he steal?Could it be that they can't figure it out?

"Baker, how much money do you have?" A taller man walked out.

His name is Joseph, and he was originally from the Stark Industries Assembly Department.

"Why do you ask this?" Baker thought that the other party wanted the lion to open his mouth and asked for a price.

"Don't get me wrong, I used to be in the assembly department, and the most frequent assembly is a drone with the model n247."

"And I have studied it secretly. As long as you have enough money to buy materials, I am confident that I can build one for you." Joseph explained.

"Really?" Baker's eyes lit up, but Joseph gave himself a surprise.

"Of course." Joseph said confidently.

At the beginning, he was expelled by Stark Industries because of his private research on drone technology.

(End of this chapter)