The Rise of the Lord of Marvel

Coming to a Hydra safe house, Pierce knocked on the door with a specific frequency after disguising.

After waiting a few minutes and repeating it again, the door opened.

Pierce walked through the door, and Sitwell was sitting on the sofa.

"Sitwell, how are you feeling now?" Pierce asked.

Sitwell shook his head, "I still can't control the sudden surge of power very well."

The shattered quilt around him proved his words.

Pierce sat across from Sitwell.

"Specifically, how do you feel?"

"The sudden increase in the upper limit of strength brings a sense of expansion." Sitwell said slowly, "But after the test, this sense of expansion will soon disappear."

"After all, I can only squeeze the cup with my bare hands, and I still can't handle anything harder."

Pierce nodded, "Have you found any information about the next mission?"

"No." Sitwell recalled for a moment, "It should be that my authority has not been able to contact this kind of thing. In the main god space, I can basically meet new people. I haven't heard of anyone who wants to do it like me. punishing the mission."

"According to the normal time, I should be able to receive the information of the punishment task in three days."

Listening to Sitwell's words, Pierce's brain was running fast, and so far he has not found a second person who entered the main god's space.

So no matter what, Sitwell can't die right now!

"Don't worry, in this matter, I will fully support you through this difficult time." Pierce patted Sitwell on the shoulder.

"As soon as there is any new news, please contact me at any time. During this period, don't mention the matter of the Lord God's space to others, in case the difficulty of the task increases again."

"I see." Sitwell said hesitantly.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?" Pierce continued looking at Sitwell.

Sitwell nodded, his face solemn.

"In this period of inquiries, there is a very interesting news, it seems that someone got the T virus from the mission."

"What?!" Pierce frowned.

"How true is the news? Is it from our world?"

"I don't know." Sitwell shook his head.

The two fell into silence together. It’s true that they are Hydras, and it’s true that they want to rule the world, but that doesn’t mean they want to completely destroy humanity.

Time just passed bit by bit.

During this time, what Tony and Pierce feared did not happen.

The entire Marvel world is still calm, and Resident Evil has not been staged in this world.

The only thing that caught the eye was Tony's presentation at the press conference some time ago.

Instead of shutting down Stark Industries' arms-making division, Tony proposed a much stricter purchase limit than before.

The purchase restriction order restricts not the quantity of purchases, but the identity of the purchases.

After the presentation, the stock of Stark Industries Group, which finally recovered, began a cliff-like decline again, and the decline exceeded the period when Tony disappeared.

Bang, the sound of countless things being smashed to the ground came from Stan's office.

The employees outside have made detours, and this has been going on for several days, and Tony's decision has greatly damaged Stan's interests.

This wasn't the point that annoyed him the most. What annoyed him the most was that Tony didn't discuss this decision with anyone other than Pepper.

"I'm not as important to the company as a chick?!" Stan roared after venting for a while.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, Stan seemed to have made a decision and pulled out a silver box from under his desk.

Staring at the box, Stan was silent for a long time, then hammered the table hard.

Tony Stark!You forced me!

Chapter 17 Poisoning and Mutation

That night, Tony was in his own home, alone with countless materials.

He has been designing a battle armor with high portability, strong applicability and various attack methods for a while. After all, not every mission lasts only a few hours like the last one.

In case of a long-term mission, if Tony wears the armor all the time for safety, not to mention whether he will stink himself, and this energy can't hold it.

In addition, after these days of comparison, Tony found one thing, that is, the biggest gap between the items made by himself and those sold in the main god space is durability.

To put it bluntly, the durability is like a qualification certificate issued by the main god space. Before the durability is exhausted, the equipment is reliable and meets the description.

"Reminder, Mr. Stan is approaching." After Jarvis detected Stan's figure, he woke up Tony, who was immersed in the materials and design drawings.

"Stan?" Tony raised his head with a puzzled look on his face, "Did I make an appointment with him today?"

"No." Jarvis replied succinctly.

Tony scratched his head and tidied up his clothes. Although he didn't make an appointment, the person who came was a senior of the company, his helper and elder for so many years, and it was impossible to drive him away.

To Tony's surprise, when Stan got close to him, there was a tingling sensation in his waist.