I'm the Demon King in Marvel

This may sound incredible, but the Liu family and their allies had already taken care of everything, and the whole process was as smooth as creamy chocolate.

Lin Yi, who was on the planet "A-7", waited tremblingly for half a year and finally got the operating rights of several other farms and mines on other planets. The fee was extremely low and the term was multiplied several times, which was considered a benefit to keep his mouth shut.

When Lin Yi left the planet that had been quietly controlled by the Liu family and returned to Earth, his father's funeral had naturally already ended. He could only bring his younger brothers and sisters to the cemetery to make up for the regret of not being able to attend the funeral in person.

"Dad, I don't know whether this is right or wrong, but I really have no choice..." Lin Yi, who is in his fifties, shed tears in front of his father's tombstone.

"Brother, if you really can't get over it, let's just go all out and report it!" Lin Shan didn't want to see her brother like this and endure tremendous psychological torment.

"Nonsense!" Lin Yi turned around and glared at his sister, scolding her, "You haven't married and don't have children, so you don't care about the life and death of your nephews and nephews? You have enjoyed a lifetime of wealth and glory, and you want them to live a hard life?"

"Third brother, it's useless to report it." Lin Er said helplessly: "This kind of thing is just embezzlement of assets at best. How many years can he be sentenced? Besides, they have already done a series of procedures. Even if the matter gets out of hand, the people who have to bear the responsibility are just a bunch of white gloves who deliberately 'scrapped' the farm and the mine!"

"Not only will it not hurt them at all, nor change the current situation, it will also bring us to ruin!"

"Do you know how difficult it is now?" Lin Yi, who was angry and tormented, repeated his old tune and angrily scolded his younger brothers and sisters: "Back then, I asked you to take the exam, but you refused to go. If you had a strong backing today, we wouldn't be so passive!"

"Why don't you go yourself..." Lin Er and Lin Shan muttered softly.

The Liu family's meeting, the changes on the "A-7" planet and the ongoing dispute in the cemetery naturally could not escape the attention of Lin Hao, who had fully recovered his cultivation and made further progress.

He didn't say anything, but Yang Jian on the side acted as the atmosphere creator.

"In the end, they chose to follow their own desires and gave up justice. If you had targeted these three, you would have failed."

Lin Hao just smiled, still calm and composed: "Why are you in such a hurry? Just keep watching!"

"What are you looking at?" Yang Jian was very curious about the situation in front of him: "Could it be that someone else has revealed it? But as your three adopted sons said, anyone's report is in vain. Facing such a huge alliance of interests, unless we do it ourselves, who can stop it?"

"Are you going to revive the dead senior?"

"Go away!" Lin Hao waved his hand and said sadly: "If we continue to trouble them, doesn't it mean that we, the younger generation, have forgotten what they have done?"

"Then what are you looking forward to?" Yang Jian asked.

"Look, he's anxious again!"

……

Yang Jian didn't expect that Lin Hao's advice to him not to be anxious would continue until thirty years later.

Time flies, and it is the year 2080 AD. The Earth civilization has completely developed into a mature interstellar civilization. The two major camps of the East and the West control no less than a hundred habitable planets, and there are countless resource stars.

What is amazing is that nearly a hundred years have passed, and humans on Earth have never encountered aliens in the Milky Way, and have not even found any traces of the existence of alien intelligent races.

This disappointed many former science fiction fans, and the people on Earth have gradually accepted the views that "aliens do not exist" and "at least there are no aliens in the Milky Way."

Without external pressure, internal conflicts among human beings on Earth will naturally emerge like mushrooms after rain.

Moreover, for eight consecutive years, humans on Earth have not discovered any new habitable planets.

Previously, the record of no new habitable planets being discovered lasted only three years at most.

This made the people on Earth gradually realize that all the habitable planets in nearby star fields may have been found by the people on Earth.

The resources that were originally unlimited suddenly became limited again.

Everything seemed to have started a cycle again.

At least the white-haired Tony Stark felt the heavy sense of old age and the resentment of unfulfilled expectations.

"You guys...are you trying to force the emperor to abdicate?"

Chapter 584: The End of Teacher Tony

As the number one contributor to helping America in this world enter the interstellar age, Stark Industries possesses many technologies that are far ahead of their time. Its importance and competitiveness are no weaker than those of any traditional large conglomerate. Naturally, it is qualified and capable of obtaining a habitable planet.

After admitting that the traditional consortium was hopeless, Tony Stark launched a "New American Youth Program". He used the financial resources of Stark Industries and his own technological advantages to directly select outstanding talents from middle schools, universities and even the public across the United States, and personally set up a school to train them, attempting to cultivate a group of "America's future" on a clean soil.

To be honest, Tony's plan did have some positive effects in the beginning. After all, they were all energetic young people with an urgent ambition to change the world. They were also dissatisfied with the old guys monopolizing the right to speak. They wanted to get more social resources and prove themselves.

However, young people will gradually grow up and grow old. This is a law of life that no one can avoid.

This planet named "The Light of America" ​​by Tony can be regarded as the best developed and habitable planet in the American formation, because Stark Industries has invested in a mature automatic industrial chain that can drive countless construction robots to replace human labor to make up for the shortage of immigrant population.

With the addition of this group of young people who have received a high-quality education, the city they built is not only clean and beautiful, but also exudes a sense of high spirits everywhere.

As early as thirty years ago, a "Hell's Kitchen" where all kinds of people gathered had appeared on other planets in the American camp, but there was really no such place on the planet controlled by Stark Industries.

Because the young people trained by Tony are to be of great use, almost all of them are filled into high-end industries such as science and education, public security, and management. How could the self-important "chosen ones" be interested in such a lowly profession as a gangster?

So, they didn't form a gang, but they formed a society.

To be precise, it is an elite organization similar to the "Illuminati" whose mission is to shape a new America, lead America, and rule America.

This group of young elites who claim to be the saviors of America gradually developed their own ideas, which were contrary to Tony's.

"Are you trying to force the emperor to abdicate?"

Tony met a dozen of his disciples who were already in their forties in his office. They were the first group of children selected by Tony thirty years ago, and they are now the elite representatives and backbone of the society.

"Teacher Tony, don't you feel you're getting old?" One of the middle-aged white men named Jason stepped forward and looked directly at the white-haired Tony.

“It’s not just your age, it’s your mindset.”

"That's right." Another middle-aged white man stepped forward and agreed: "We obviously have advanced technology and a powerful mechanical army, so why are we trapped on a planet?"

"We should use war to eliminate those damned consortiums, take back the planets they have occupied, make America an unprecedented centralized country, and restore its status as a beacon of human civilization!"

"Yes, we should take more positive actions to make America great again!"

"Doing nothing like now is a waste of time and life!"

"Since the consortium won't obey, let's destroy them!"

“We should have taken action long ago, rather than wasting decades.”

……

With someone taking the lead, other elites began to express their opinions. They all didn't want to continue staying on this planet to develop, and hoped to accomplish something great and spectacular.

Tony's face is covered with wrinkles with white hair. Logically speaking, his cells had been tampered with by Lin Hao, so he shouldn't have aged so quickly. However, he had been in this world for nearly a hundred years. He had worked hard for the first fifty years, and had devoted himself to the last thirty years, which had consumed too much energy.

Especially after learning of Steve Rogers' death thirty years ago, he struggled alone, feeling lonely and wanting to give up many times, but he held on because he was unwilling to do so.

Now he felt that he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Tony looked around at the students he had trained and said with a wry smile, "Have you ever seen a war in the interstellar era? With America's current size, if an interstellar civil war breaks out, it will be a protracted war. Even if you win in the end, the planets controlled by America will be devastated, and the other camp will take advantage of the situation to move in."

How can the advice of the elderly persuade the determined young people? On the contrary, it will only make them more determined and more convinced of their choice.

"Well, it seems that the teacher Tony we are familiar with is really old..." Jason, who was in the lead, suddenly took out a syringe gun and shot the needle at Tony.

This is a very outdated syringe gun, an old version that Jason made himself. He first hid the inconspicuous parts in the glasses case, the sole of the shoe, and even inside the mouth. Only in this way can it safely pass the security scan downstairs.

"Don't worry, we made the potion ourselves. It will only make you lose your ability to move and speak, but it won't harm your life." Jason also smiled bitterly: "After all, you are our most beloved teacher. It is you who changed the fate of us."

"It's just that America has reached its most dangerous moment, and someone must take action."

"Even if I have to bear the infamy, I will not hesitate!"

What a tragic and awe-inspiring act of dying bravely!

Tony didn't hide, nor did he activate the nano-component armor that had been upgraded to remain in the stratum corneum of the skin, nor did he activate the protective shield. He just took the attack directly.

Because he was really tired.

When Tony saw these students he had nurtured stabbing him in the back, the last bit of his spirit was extinguished.

He admitted defeat and gave up.

He has done his best for the America of this world and the capitalist elite values ​​that America upholds, and he is helpless.

Tired, destroy it!

Seeing Teacher Tony close his eyes, the guys who were forcing the emperor to abdicate all breathed a sigh of relief. Their great cause seemed to have taken the first firm step forward and the future was promising.

"Carry Teacher Tony into the bedroom, remember to be gentle."

Jason began to give orders and took over the highest decision-making power of Stark Industries.

Since Tony has never married and has no offspring in this world, he has long used Stark Industries as a base for training young people, and everything is controlled by the students.

So Jason originally had the authority to take over the artificial intelligence system.

Besides, Tony didn't resist at all.

As a result, this group of radicals who successfully took over Stark Industries soon launched an interstellar war against planets controlled by other consortiums.

The American camp fell into war and civil strife overnight.

The sudden change shocked all the earthlings on the planet.

"What are the Americans doing? Why are they fighting each other?"

"It's better to fight. The more of their people die, the more planets we can seize in the future."

"You're right. We haven't discovered any new planets in many years. Sooner or later, an interstellar war will break out. Now that the Americans are fighting among themselves, how can we save ourselves a lot of trouble?"

"Let them fight, and we'll go and take over directly later!"

The noble families in the other camp were overjoyed and started to watch the show from the sidelines, while secretly preparing their armies to catch this unexpected windfall.

Unfortunately, only the noble families can sit at the table to eat, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people.

Chapter 585: The dividends of the interstellar era are over, and the world is back to its former state

History is like a cycle. When the dividends of the times have been eaten up, Chinese immigrants find themselves back to the days when they were still on earth.

Of course, more than eighty years have passed, and the first generation of immigrants have long since died out, and those who experienced that era are even rarer.

No one in society remembers what life was like on Earth before. Even most immigrants’ knowledge of the Earth only comes from word of mouth passed down by travelers.

However, immigrants from various planets gradually discovered that fewer and fewer fellow Earthlings came to travel, and fewer and fewer colleagues and neighbors were able to travel to Earth to trace their roots.

Because the spacecraft ticket prices are rising quietly, although their wages seem to be rising, the pressure of life is quietly increasing.

More and more second- and third-generation immigrants are finding that their cost of living is much higher than that of their parents and grandparents, and their sense of happiness in life is getting lower and lower.

Liu Xing is a third-generation immigrant on "Yuanchu Star". His grandfather, who died more than 20 years ago, was lucky enough to be selected as one of the first immigrants to come to this first habitable extraterrestrial planet developed by China 80 years ago.