Marvel's genius inventor? I'll make a wish-granting dragon with my own hands.

Making the brilliant but sharp-tongued Tony suffer a setback is truly a delightful thing.

Tony listened to Russell's words.

Suddenly, the cheeseburger in my hand didn't taste so good anymore.

After all, he was the head of Stark Industries. Russell's shorting of Stark's stock was a slap in his face. What's more, the other party made a fortune, which really made him feel uneasy.

"Heh, God might favor you once, but He definitely won't favor you a second time."

Tony declared confidently, "As soon as I return to New York, back to Stark Industries, your era of taking advantage of the chaos will immediately come to an end!"

He was brimming with confidence.

After all, he was the soul of Stark Industries and had always been the focus of Wall Street and various top news outlets.

It is something that the entire United States is paying attention to.

As long as there is news of his safe return.

It was shared with every netizen.

It can absolutely cause the plummeting stock to rise instantly, making the other party suffer a huge loss!

Russell laughed, his face showing regret. "Oh, that's really a pity. It seems I can only sell at the lowest point and make a pitiful 10 billion dollars."

That's $08 billion back in 10.

It was absolutely awesome!

Moreover, Russell knew perfectly well that Tony had more tricks up his sleeve. Even though he appeared at the press conference, he didn't boost Stark Industries' stock price; instead, he caused an even more panicked plunge.

The stock price hasn't hit its lowest point yet.

He can still eat his fill.

Russell couldn't help but feel regretful. If only he had this much money in his previous life, he could have been the top spender every day, indulging in lavish meals every night!

Money is indeed very important.

But in this Marvel Universe.

It didn't seem that important.

Tony was even more upset, after all, he was a billionaire with a net worth of over 10 billion, which was quite a lot of money.

He can casually take out billions to set off fireworks, which is incredibly extravagant, but the premise is that the money is given by him, not stolen from him.

"Damn it."

Tony was extremely frustrated.

I don't want to bring up this painful topic again.

Instead, he recalled his experiences at the hands of the militants these past few days, a feeling that was filled with mixed emotions.

Tony always believed that his weapons were for protecting his country, and he was filled with a sense of justice. He was full of enthusiasm and had countless inspirations for research and development.

But I never expected it.

These advanced weapons will become an accomplice for those who bully the weak.

If a war breaks out and these guys use his weapons to commit massacres, then his proud wisdom will become a butcher's knife.

"My wisdom should be used in other areas."

"I want to benefit others!"

"Not for killing!"

In silence.

Tony made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes; he looked to Howard, the founder of Stark Industries.

He hesitated there.

Without the other party, I could have a complete say and shut down Stark Industries' weapons division according to my own ideas, ceasing all weapons research and development.

But the other party is here.

One's actions are tantamount to ruining the other person's life's work.

It's like telling those heroes who have toiled in the Gobi Desert for years, working hard to forge a powerful weapon for China, that building atomic bombs is pointless and they would be better off making liquor or researching tea eggs.

This is an absolutely devastating blow.

"What's up?"

Howard noticed Tony's hesitation.

After thinking for a moment, Tony finally spoke up, "I plan to close Stark Industries' weapons research division and never work in the arms industry again."

"What?"

"You're insane!"

Howard wasn't the one who was shocked.

Instead, it was Ethan, who was engrossed in eating.

Although he was just a researcher, he knew the importance of weapons research, which was the core of a military industrial enterprise.

The weapons research department was shut down.

This is like the Journey to the West team driving away Sun Wukong right away – they've cut staff right to the heart of the matter!

Howard was somewhat surprised, but he chose to understand, saying, "It's okay."

He came back to life.

I've become indifferent to many things.

"Stark Industries may be the culmination of my hard work, but it is ultimately a gift left to you. You are the true leader. As long as you don't regret it later, that's all that matters."

He was even optimistic, saying, "My former wish was to be a doctor, but I switched to weapons development because of the war. If you like, I can help Stark Industries transform itself, acquire some pharmaceutical companies, and engage in pharmaceutical research and development. I can help you achieve better health for all mankind."

Pharmaceuticals, cosmetics, and weapons.

These are the three giants of exorbitant profits.

Since he wasn't going to work in the arms industry, Howard turned his attention to the pharmaceutical industry. He had the perfect super soldier serum, which could mass-produce superhumans.

We will conduct research at that time.

To weaken it a bit.

Simply increasing the general quality of the human body by 1 to 2 times would be equivalent to a super perfect evolution.

Their resistance will be frighteningly strong.

Many diseases are associated with immunity.

Countless people are willing to pay the price; after all, people can refuse guns, but who can refuse a muscular physique, an incredibly stamina-enhancing V-shaped back, and a body that almost never gets sick?

Facing Howard's assistance.

The arrogant Tony refused outright, saying, "I don't need any of your help. I, Tony, am a true genius. Even without you, I can support Stark Industries!"

He simply tore open his tattered clothes.

The horrific wound on his chest was exposed.

It was caused by a bomb exploding at close range.

Various fragments remain inside the body.

However, that's not the main point.

Tony pointed proudly to the device on the large hole in his chest, "See? This is my wisdom, surpassing your outdated, obsolete wisdom! This is something you couldn't achieve before!"

Howard didn't recognize what it was.

After all, it's just a small thing.

It was vastly different from the colossal object he had previously studied.

Even if Alan Turing, the father of computing, were here, he would be completely bewildered when he saw the ultra-thin laptops used today.

It was Russell who reminded him, after all, Russell had also seen the legendary Arc Reactor with his own eyes, this holy object that could change humanity, and couldn't help but marvel, "To shrink the Arc Reactor to this extent, you are indeed a genius even more amazing than your father."

Energy is the driving force behind all technology.

It will also bring about the most powerful changes.

If the arc reactor becomes widespread, traditional energy sources such as oil, charcoal, wind power, and thermal power will all have to be phased out.

Cell phones never need to be charged.

A car will always have the power to run.

Fighter jets can have extremely long flight ranges, and even if they run out of energy, it's as simple as changing the battery or replacing the core.

Humans can freely wear exoskeletons to fly in the sky, completely transcending the boundaries of space and space.

Perhaps in the future, the saying that oil breeds bacteria will become a complete joke and will never be mentioned again.

Howard was shocked.

His gaze held a hint of relief, but it quickly turned serious again.

The Arc Reactor originated from him.

He was well aware of this, of course. "You've embedded the arc reactor in your chest; its core material is palladium, which is highly radioactive and will have serious effects on your body!"

"Decades ago, I discovered a new element that could replace palladium, and it was..."

Howard hadn't finished speaking.

Tony arrogantly rejected her, saying, "You're an old relic from decades ago. Your era is over. Now it's my era. I don't need your new elements. I have a smart brain; I can find something better than you!"

"Pfft!"

Russell laughed out loud.

Tony: ?

"Excuse me, I just thought of something funny. It seems like I can buy more Stark Industries stock again."

Tony: ...

What does it mean to not need Howard's help?

How can we create a new element that is stronger than palladium?

That's just bragging!