Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"Twin missile launchers! Both Stinger and Javelin can be integrated into the armor." SOPII proudly introduced her second equipment to Chkalov. In SOPII's opinion, this April Fool's Day armor is very powerful, with only one weakness, that is, this armor is designed for naval battles, or more accurately, for fighting with Sirens on the water. Anti-aircraft combat? There are enough ship girls in the port area who can handle this, so Lancer doesn't need to worry about this at all.

But now, the air pressure that Lancer has to face is not light, especially those damn bats that he might encounter later, which will definitely fly around in the sky, so SOPII only made a disposable missile rack to see what the result is. Later, she also plans to make a long-range flamethrower kit, and then Lancer will have full-range combat power.

"I'll take the shield first... this stinger... I really don't intend to kill Stark." Lancer rolled his eyes and began to put on the disassembled April Fool's Day suit. It was probably just a test between two adult boys trying out their new toys, not a life-and-death battle.

"Then just bring the attack shield!" Chkalov also nodded. The commander was finally rational and not acting recklessly. "Then help the commander put it on. I will start to activate the April Fool's Day power component."

He watched SOPII wink and help him put on the helmet. After more than a second of darkness, he saw the internal display light up, and Chkalov's face appeared on the communication display screen. "Do you remember how to play?"

"Probably!" Lancer, who had completed the April Fool's Day startup test, moved his palms, which were still relatively flexible. Then he took the integrated shield from SOPII and the agent. The weight measured in tons was not felt at all at this moment. Lancer grabbed the shield with one hand and walked out.

"Because the weapons were acquired temporarily, there is no corresponding data for April Fool's Day's original shooting and aiming system. However, SOPII said that with the function of two-handed grip, it should be easier to shoot steadily." Chkalov said to Lancer. For her, the current situation was somewhat unexpected, but she did not stop SOPII's behavior. After all, it would allow April Fool's Day to rearm, which was not too bad.

"I see." Lancer, who was walking out of the coffee shop, noticed that Stark was looking at him.

"I didn't expect you to have such a retro aesthetic." Stark smiled as he looked at Lancer who walked out of the room. He took a look at the power armor on Lancer's body and said, "This is the style of Japanese anime from the last century. I hope you and your woman are not bragging. The structure doesn't look very meaningful."

After finishing speaking, Stark shook his head. He was an expert in energy and munitions. He took a look at Lancer's outfit. It looked quite majestic, but the heavy armor had taken up too much space. How could it have room to install more equipment and pipelines?!

Binjiang narrowed his eyes. Oh, you are good at talking. You can't do it, and no one else can do it. Who are you? This is a powerful armor made with the technology and financial resources of the entire port area. It is a monster that can take her punch. Can you do it? ?

"Let's go to the open sea, where there won't be so many people watching." Lanser gestured towards the sea off New York. Although the two of them were just testing each other's abilities, it would still become a noticeable scene after they started fighting.

The situation is not good, but it will be much better after going to the open sea.

"This suggestion is not bad!" Stark nodded, agreeing with Lancer's opinion, "But how are you going to get over there? Do you want your dad to take you one level?" Stark sneered with a smile. There was no doubt that Lancer's armor had strong defense, so its weight was naturally not light. Therefore, Stark doubted that Lancer did not have the ability to fly. But it didn't matter. After all, the two of them were just demonstrating. Stark also wanted to know whether this mysterious Lancer in front of him really had a lot of good things in his hands!

"It's okay, I can float." As Lancer said this, the thrusters behind April Fool's Day began to work. Lancer rushed a few steps on the ground, and then his legs and the captured thrusters began to work, and he began to float. April Fool's Day floated at a distance of 5 to 10 centimeters from the ground.

"Wow." Stark laughed as he watched the armor advancing on the sea. The Iron Man suit ignited its thrusters and flew up. "Jarvis."

"There is a very strong energy signal, Mr. Stark. Perhaps you underestimated the level of this power armor just now." Jarvis quickly projected some detectable April Fool's Day power armor signals into Stark's helmet, and marked the weapons on Lancer's shield. "Three 3mm Gatling guns? This guy actually prepared such a toy for himself. And, it's the garbage of Hammer Industries! Who is this guy looking down on?"

The M134 Gatling gun manufactured by Stark Industries costs nearly $30! That’s the bare gun! All the accessories cost extra!

The Gatling gun that SOPII purchased from Hammer Industries was originally intended to be installed on their assault boats. They provided two years of maintenance and a full set of equipment, as well as several replacement barrels. As for some consumables, they were packaged together and sent a bunch of them. In total, Lancer only charged 17 US dollars, which is almost half the price of Stark Industries. In the absence of any essential performance difference, isn't it obvious whose product to use?

"Mr. Stark, there is a drone following us. It looks like it was launched from the shipyard, and there is also a speedboat." Jarvis said softly.

"Don't worry about them. This bastard will die in a woman's belly sooner or later." Stark complained, then he increased the speed of the Iron Man suit, raised his hand and fired an energy cannon towards Lancer's position, which also announced the start of the battle.

"Good fellow! You're shooting me before I've even flown far enough." Lancer spun on the sea, dodging Stark's attack. Just like before, Stark's attack was a warning, so it wasn't difficult to dodge. Lancer raised his hand and unfolded the handle on the shield. After holding it, he spun around and started firing into the air.

"Hiss!" Stark dodged in the air in time, but it was obvious that he was just flying for fun before. Once this quasi-combat subject came up, the situation was immediately different. After a series of maneuvers, the first one who couldn't hold on was not anyone else, but Stark himself. Big Daddy Gravity never knew what it meant to be pampered. After all, humans still have to keep their feet on the ground.

Apart from the dizziness, there was another shocking reality. Although it had custom-made high-strength armor plates, the thickness was there after all. The impact force was still transmitted very clearly. Yes, Stark was hit by Lancer.

Stark, who was a little depressed, did not hesitate. He lowered his altitude and began to dive, then raised his hand and fired two impact cannons. It was this long pre-swing and the embarrassing charging sound like human exhaust that allowed Lancer to easily prepare in advance and dodge.

April Fool's Day drew a beautiful semicircle sideways on the sea, creating some waves, and then began to shoot in the direction of Stark. However, this time, Stark, who was on guard, did not embarrass himself. The performance of the Iron Man suit was there, and he easily got rid of Lancer's strafing while flying at high speed, and threw a bunch of thermal bombs like flowers from the sky to interfere with Lancer.

"Hey! Where's your dad Stark!" Stark suddenly changed his strategy. He rushed closer and planned to rely on the high flexibility of his MK2 suit to give Lancer a good beating.

The problem is that April Fools' Day is not a heavy power armor with poor agility! Lancer hit the MK2 Iron Suit with a shield!

1-134 Mr. Stark, please take the blame

"Hah... Huh... Ha... Huh..." The feeling of being hit in the chest by the shield was naturally extremely tragic. Stark almost fainted for a moment, and the whole person spun far away. Fortunately, he did not bounce on the water like a stone. If it really happened, Lancer would definitely ask his wives who were watching the battle from a distance via drones and speedboats to edit it into a video. If nothing else, it would definitely be good for relieving stress.

Stark finally managed to stabilize his iron suit and felt a bloody taste in his mouth. His heavy breathing was somewhat panicked. "Jarvis... tell me I'm okay!"

To be honest, Lancer's power armor is powerful, which is not unexpected to Stark. Compared with many other projects, making the power armor stronger is really the easiest thing. So when Stark saw Lancer's power armor for the first time, he judged that Lancer's armor had very good power, otherwise it would definitely not be able to support such a large size and weight.

But what Stark didn't expect was that Lancer

The mobility of this set of armor is so good! His reaction was so fast that he couldn't keep up with Lancer's speed! Although he dodged his head in the end, Stark estimated that he would have a concussion after being hit.

"Bruise on the body surface, lack of sufficient equipment to detect." Jarvis reported his physical condition in a calm voice, "Mr. Stark, if you are hit again, I suggest you contact emergency services! Recently, several hospitals have had very good medical efficiency in their emergency departments, especially..."

"Shut up! What's the status of the armor now?" Stark asked. Regardless of whether the true level of the armor and all its problems had been tested, Stark's strong desire to win would not allow him to just give up and leave after suffering a little loss from the opponent's attack.

"The results of the collective test are much stronger than your physical condition. If you want, you can have a second round at any time." Jarvis said softly in the communication.

"GOOD! The other side is very polite and is waiting for me to count down and surrender!" Stark adjusted his body and took two deep breaths. "Now it's the second round!"

"It seems that our Mr. Stark is still full of energy!" Lancer sanctioned Stark at the moment of his reckless advance and scored a point with a smile on his face. He leaned back slightly and began to slide backward at high speed. Then he raised the Gatling gun in his hand again, and as Lancer kept firing, he fired at Stark in the air again.

However, Stark, who had suffered so much, would definitely not go straight ahead obediently. His flight trajectory became a mess. If Lancer could hold the trigger tightly, it would not be impossible for him to catch up with Stark with the ballistic trajectory. However, the problem was that the Gatling magazine in Lancer's hand was not that big. Although SOPII had tried their best, they could only cram 500 rounds of ammunition on the shield. If they wanted to carry more ammunition, they would need to carry separate ammunition boxes. The possibility of integrating it into the shield was almost impossible.

So overall, this burst of shooting caused Stark a lot of trouble, forcing him to keep spinning and jumping, dodging the tracer bullets fired from the Lancer Gatling gun.

Of course, Stark was not idle either. The laser cannon in his hand was flashing all the time, and he would fire a round of impact cannon at Lancer from time to time. Moreover, it seemed that with the assistance of Jarvis, he reduced the firing energy of the impact cannon in his hand and adopted a short-fire method, also firing a series of barrages at Lancer.

"Shouldn't Lancer find a way to get closer to the opponent and then launch a fatal blow to end the battle?" On the speedboat, Binjiang frowned as she held up a telescope and watched her commander floating on the sea in a full suit of armor. The two men might be fighting with all their might, but to them who were watching on the side, it looked like they were just shooting at each other with sparks and lightning, but with all kinds of MISSes in the end. It was boring to watch after a long time.

"No, the commander doesn't." SOPII lay on the ground and watched, tilting her head. "The machine gun bullets will soon run out. Although the commander wants to play for a while longer, what else... maybe he wants to tell the iron rubbish on the opposite side how ridiculous his armor is. I have to say that the equipment you have built in the harbor is indeed very technologically amazing."

As someone who has personally touched it and understands the corresponding technology, SOPII is very clear about how terrible the technology is in this thing in front of him. The heavy armor plate looks very thick, but it is actually not heavy. It is very light, but the defense is terrible! Stark's energy impact is placed on the main armor plate, and it is estimated that there will not even be a mark.

How could that woman named Chkalov not have told the Commander about this matter? Lancer still wanted to play this game with Stark even though he knew it. Hey! Off topic, the Commander's hint that he would make a Gatling shield was too obvious. He only rewound it three or four times.

SOPII's judgment was indeed correct. The Gatling gun in Lancer's hand suddenly spun twice, and then Lancer looked up at Stark in mid-air, "Damn, I'm beginning to regret not bringing the stinger."

"Yes, I also regret not bringing some more powerful equipment." The communication between Stark and Lancer had been connected before, and the two of them had tacitly maintained no dialogue, but now, it seemed that the end was approaching.

Most of the April Fool's Day long-range weapons are now sealed in the laboratory due to lack of spare ammunition. Lancer does not intend to show these things that can be used as trump cards when necessary. So Lancer can say that he has nothing in his hands now, and Stark is unlikely to run over and get hit by a shield again like before.

"The ammunition is really used up very quickly." Chkalov, who was sitting cross-legged in the laboratory, was watching the drone broadcast. A series of data was flashing on the screen beside her. The data obtained by Lancer from the activity was more reliable than any self-test, and it also found two problems that originally did not matter on April Fool's Day, "the problem of anti-aircraft targets and ammunition."

If the commander needs to go out, it will definitely be a super-large fleet with three layers inside and three layers outside. The outer anti-aircraft battleship cluster will never allow any Siren aircraft to approach.

Close, apart from anything else, Chkalov's air defense is not very strong, but when she unfolds her ship suit, Stark's armor in front of her is just a target.

Thinking of this, Chkalov glanced at Binjiang beside him. Binjiang shrugged. She would most likely not need to use the ship suit when fighting with Stark in front of her...

As for ammunition, it was even more ridiculous. The royal maids would bring everything Lanser needed in the space! Even if Lanser wanted to have a royal dinner on the sea, they could find a way to solve it.

Ammunition? How many tons do you need?

"It seems like you don't have any better ideas now?!" Stark's blaster fired at Lancer again, and dodged Lancer's leaping punch. Stark felt a little bored. After all, it felt like he was simply bullying him.

"Indeed, but I want to ask you a question. How much energy do you have left, Mr. Stark?" "At least in a short period of time, my energy consumption is not that great!"

"Oh..." Stark in mid-air seemed to be reminded of something by Lancer's words. He glanced at the data on his display screen and found that his energy had been completely exhausted. "Jarvis!"

"I reminded you just now, but it seems that you didn't listen at all." Jarvis's reply was always so emotionless, and then he stabbed Stark in the heart. Yes, Jarvis reminded you, but was it useful?

Just when Lancer and Stark were fighting to the death, Jarvis did say something, but Stark was busy dodging bullets and the serious face on the opposite side, and had no energy to listen to what Jarvis said.

"Wow!" It seems that it is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. The moment Stark heard what Jarvis said, the thrusters on his body suddenly shut down. Stark's original flying posture was ruined, and the altitude dropped almost vertically. He almost plunged into the sea.

Lancer would naturally not miss such a good opportunity. As he sped across the sea, the distance between him and Stark was rapidly narrowing.

"Thanks for your reminder. It seems I need to pay attention to this aspect!" Stark steadied his body near the water surface and barely avoided April Fool's iron fist. Instead, he raised his leg and kicked Lancer hard in the chest. Unfortunately, April Fool's force was limited when he rushed forward, but it was still much higher than that of the Iron Man in a hurry. So the moment the kick hit Lancer, a red warning screen appeared in Stark's mask, and then the whole person flew backwards.

What was even worse was that he was grabbed by Lancer who was charging forward again, and after being lifted up by his legs and spun around for a while, he was thrown out fiercely.

After a fight between the two men, they had returned to Lancer's shipyard again. Lancer threw Stark directly into a spare parts warehouse. The iron armor that was smashed in made a few clanging sounds, and then there was no movement.

"Oh..." Brother Sixteen laughed, "This scene should be considered a result, that is, Maxwell will go crazy." How could he not go crazy? There are only a few warehouses in the shipyard, and this is the largest one. It will take them a long time just to sort it out.

"Well, bastard, you won beautifully!" Although his tone was full of dissatisfaction, Stark had to admit that Lancer's armor had won the battle against his own experimental MK2 armor. "But may I ask, since you have such technical strength, why don't you..."

"Why?" Lanser asked back with a smile, "Although I know you don't care most of the time, you should have felt the greed and shamelessness of the US military, right?"

"You're so right..." Lancer mentioned the greed and shamelessness of the military, and Stark could be said to have experienced it deeply. "They want to take away everything you have, as long as you have it." Lancer's words made Stark understand what Lancer meant, although he had misunderstood it.

The April Fool's Day outfit Lancer was wearing was a unique piece made with the combined efforts of the entire port area. It was impossible to sell it. And even if it was sold, how could you afford it as a mere American military? 8000 billion military expenditure? You could get an entry ticket by exchanging it for 8000 tons of gold.

"So why don't I take it out? I don't have Stark Industries to protect me." Lancer walked up to Stark, who was lying in the middle of a pile of metal accessories, and stretched out his hand to Stark. "Are you going to die? Do you need me to arrange a burial at sea for you?"

"Not yet!" Stark sat up. "Although my whole body hurts, don't underestimate me, bastard." Although Stark was often unkind, he was not stupid. Lancer's words roughly explained all his situations. "But why did you..."

"One, you hate the military as much as I do, so you won't say anything. Two, I also want to wear it for fun. Want a drink? Alcohol can effectively relieve pain." Lancer pulled Stark up. In his earphones, he could hear the voice of M16 asking Maxwell to calm the workers. His wives were landing, and they obviously knew that there was nothing to watch next. They also needed to help Lancer clear the field to ensure that no one would see Lancer wearing April Fools' Day.

"Yes, yes, that's great." Lancer's trust came a little suddenly. Stark smiled and let Lancer put his body on

He took off some of the iron armor and confirmed his physical condition.

Lancer turned around and took off his April Fools' Day. Although he didn't see what was going on inside, Stark's eyes widened when he saw Lancer putting it on and taking it off so easily! Why didn't he think of this?

"You have an excellent team of engineers. Was it built for you by SOPII?" Stark looked at April Fool's Day carefully. After automatically closing, the armor was still full of the majesty of steel and edges. Yes, this was the beauty of industry.

"Although I really want to say yes, I'm sorry, I can't do it." SOPII followed Brother Sixteen into the hole that was knocked open, and then was hugged by Lanser. She smiled happily.

"Commander, let's leave April Fool's Day here. Maxwell has already closed this warehouse area on the pretext of dangerous goods falling. No one will come here in a short time. Cover up April Fool's Day and take it back later." Brother Sixteen looked at Lancer who was busy teasing his big mecha and shook his head unhappily.

"Okay!" Lanser understood what Sixteenth Brother meant. He probably thought that either Fei's mother or Binjiang was on their way here. "Then I'll trouble Mr. Stark to take responsibility for all this."

"Okay! Send the claim documents directly to Stark Industries and I'll sign them, damn it! Better have some good wine later!"

"Don't worry, we have it."

1-135 Have a drink

"Here!" Lancer threw a bag of ice to Stark. When he came out of the armor just now, Lancer simply asked Stark to go to his infirmary for a simple check-up. After all, if such an important and smart man was really beaten stupid, it would seem that the impact on his future would be too great. After all, if there were no accidents, he might need them to deal with the biggest trouble. Lancer had no interest in fighting against that purple potato.

Moreover, according to my own memories, this damn Marvel world has experienced many fatal incidents, including but not limited to: robot rebellion, multi-dimensional invasion, steel frenzy, time and space disorder, zombie disaster, alien crisis, etc.

Some worlds can grow powerful quickly, so they can suppress various crises in a short period of time, and then these crises, in turn, encourage humans to leave the earth and head for the universe.

However, on some timelines, humans did not successfully develop due to various reasons. Instead, they struggled among the ruins, relying on collecting some fragments of industrial production in the old era to barely maintain activities in some small human settlements. Human civilization was like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any time.

So although it may not happen immediately, Lancer hopes that when he is doing his work, these superheroes will be able to stand up and take over when history needs them, so that he can successfully complete what he desires without interference.

For this purpose, Lancer is willing to lend them a hand. Of course, the prerequisite is that these guys cannot stand against him. In that case, he will have to clear some stumbling blocks on his way forward, which will be a very bad choice.

If it is not necessary, Lancer does not want to be in the limelight, let alone go against the country, because once he does so, there will inevitably be ruins everywhere. Lancer does not want his girls to rely on their own hands for everything. The hard times in the memory of War Zone S09 have made Lancer have enough, so Lancer needs a complete industrial civilization to support him. Why should he fight against something that can be bought with money? So it is necessary to be nice to Stark now.

After all, Stark Industries is currently the most powerful industrial group in the world, and their production lines may be able to meet some of the requirements of SOPII and Chkalov.

"Thank you." Stark didn't think too much about it. He simply caught the ice pack that Lancer threw to him and gently put it on his forehead. "How is my medical examination report?"

"You have multiple contusions and some concussions to your organs. Overall, you need to rest for a while." Lanser said with a smile, "You don't think I can give you a professional report here, do you?

In fact, according to SOPII's description, Stark's body was in a mess. Because of the ambush, Stark's injuries had not fully healed. He now needed special equipment to support his heart to prevent the tiny shrapnel in his blood vessels from tearing his evil heart apart.

"But if you are free, you'd better go to the hospital for a thorough check-up. All I can check here is that all your physical indicators are not good." Lanser said with a smile. A guy who smokes, drinks, stays up late and parties until dawn, oh, and has an oversized battery stuck in his chest, is there any possibility that his body is good?

"So you have a set of equipment here for the workers in the shipyard across the street?" Stark looked at Lancer and gave his answer. Actually, it was not the case. These devices were bought by the humanoids to monitor Lancer's physical condition. After all, they were also traveling in the hail of bullets. In addition, Lancer had recently added a lot of things because of the experiments in the port area. The magnetic resonance detection equipment ordered from the pharmaceutical company was on the way.

"Yes, we don't have a hospital license, but we test for our own use and don't make any money, so no one bothers us." Since Stark has already figured it out, there is no need for Lancer to go.

Correct his thinking, “Yes, yes, yes!” and that’s it.

"That's a good idea." Stark said with a grin, but it was obvious that the ice pack made his pain much better. "Can you show me your suit of armor?"

Lancer tilted his head to look at Chkalov, who made a gesture to let him go. The powerful iron suit built by the whole port area, what stood out was that it was both science and magic. It was really strange that you, Stark, could understand it! Not to mention anything else, the siren-like technology of the Iron Blood and the magic of the Sakura Empire, you can't understand a hammer!

"You can look, but you can only look." Lancer looked at Stark for a few times and tilted his head, indicating that Stark could visit, but don't expect to use the equipment to detect it. It would be great if you could understand as much as you could.

"I understand! But I may come back to visit it in a few days. I really don't want to see it today." Stark naturally understood how fatal such technology was, and it was naturally impossible to hand it over to others easily. "But why didn't you wear it last time?"

"It's too conspicuous, and this power armor has a rather serious problem." Lancer simply shrugged and said to Stark.

"I guess your activity time is just a little longer than mine...right?" Stark was stunned for a moment, then laughed muffledly. Judging from his own experience, Stark's Iron Man suit was about to run out of energy even without the installation of those powerful energy-consuming equipment behind it.

Lancer said this because SOPII had previously reminded Lancer that Stark's power armor would run out of energy quickly, so this could be used to make a fuss. Also, Binjiang had already placed April Fools' Day in SOPII's workshop.

"That's about right." Lanser didn't comment. If you don't count the ammunition, April Fool's Day can accompany you for another year! As for this, Chkalov has already started to think of a way to solve it. Although there are not many equipments available here, she thinks SOPII's craftsmanship can be trusted.

"Okay, where's your drink? We agreed that I want the best." Stark nodded and began to think in his heart how to prevent Lancer from spreading this as his dark history. Being a competitive person, he didn't want it to be publicized everywhere.

"Give our Mr. Stark a strong drink." Lancer turned around and winked at Springfield. Springfield rolled his eyes at Lancer, as if to imply that he was not motivated enough.

"Huh?" At this time, AR15, who was passing by, dropped a USB flash drive and a small note on the table in front of Stark, and left without looking back. Stark curiously unfolded it and took a look. The content of the note was not long, just two lines of words.

The first line is clearly words, but it comes with its own voice, "Huh!? I've seen his explosion-proof suit, I've seen it, don't be shy, let your Stark dad teach you a lesson, come! As long as you can touch your Stark dad, I will customize a suit for you."

The second line of words made Stark feel a dull pain all over his body. "Hit more than 12 times with the machine gun, one shield strike, one throw."

"Great!" Stark muttered, then picked up the USB on the table and looked at SOPII and Chkalov, who Lancer had just asked for advice. Chkalov looked at Lancer intently, and so did SOPII. But don't ask, Lancer's wives came to collect the debt, but Stark didn't care. At most, it was just to help Lancer build a set of iron suits, which was really not a big deal for him, not to mention that the other party seemed to have provided the blueprints.

Stark held the USB drive and stared at it for a few seconds, then snorted coldly. He wanted to see what kind of blueprints the other party had come up with. If it was a weak one, he would definitely strengthen it severely and then put small notes on the places where the other party had made mistakes in their designs to mock them for daring to play this trick on him.

"What's wrong?" Lancer came back with two bottles of wine given by Springfield. Springfield obviously didn't think he should give Stark a good face. He actually coveted Lancer's things. He was a thief from the Stark family! At this moment, Springfield should have a lot to say to Mr. Pym.

"Nothing, just a small matter." Stark stuffed the note and the USB flash drive into his pocket, took the bottle of wine and the wine glass filled with ice cubes handed over by Lancer, and said calmly that Stark did not intend to remind Lancer of such an embarrassing thing. Even if these requests were made by his girl herself, it was fine. After this battle, Stark discovered a lot of problems with MK2, so he just happened to carry out a comprehensive redesign. There were too many things that needed to be modified, so it was just right to rub out the toys in the USB flash drive.

"By the way, there is something I must tell you." As he spoke, Lancer took a stack of printed information from M4 beside him. M4, who handed the information to Lancer, and the agent looked at each other with disgust. Obviously, M4 was very dissatisfied with the agent's attempt to take over the information.

Lancer, who didn't know his wife was behind the scenes, pushed aside the wine glasses of Dian and the other man and pressed the paper on the table. "After we rescued you, I used large-scale blasting, which even caused a landslide. Theoretically, the camp should have been completely buried."

Stark picked up the intelligence, which was a few photos without any words on them. With what Lancer said, Stark could roughly understand. That day he heard a series of explosions from a distance, and guessed that Lancer was going to do something. Although they seemed to have killed one of the other's bosses, no one knew.

Not knowing if there would be anyone catching up, he simply used a large-scale explosion to trigger a mudslide and cover all traces.

But after flipping through a few photos, Stark frowned. "Someone is digging in the general location? What are they looking for?"