The Wizard of Winterhold In Marvel Universe

Obadeh was holding a cigar with a smile on his face.

Looking at his serious look, Nolan couldn't help but smile: "What do you think is worth making a deal with me, Obadiah?"

It's not that I despise him.

As the behind-the-scenes BOSS in Iron Man 1, he was the culprit who brought Tony Stark to the brink of death several times, the famous Iron Overlord.

Obadiah has quite a bit of weight in the Marvel universe.

However, he is a transparent person here in Nolan, and he can see all the tricks in his heart.

And Obadiah didn't know it, Nolan saw through him long ago: "Tony Stark once made a steel battle suit, I think you know it?"

"That's right. I know very well."

"I know that your 'watchers' also have the same advanced steel suits, don't they?"

"Old guy, the intelligence work is not bad."

"Very good." Obadeh took out the Cuban humidor from his leather bag and handed one to Nolan.

"I talked to Tony, and he was reluctant to hand over this technology, especially the Ark reactor, to the company's engineers. But it is obvious that the promotion and popularization of such a technology will have a great impact on the future of mankind!"

"Think about it, Howard Stark invented the nuclear bomb, and mankind stopped the war for a hundred years! If this kind of energy is used in large quantities, and after such a battle suit is mass-produced, what will it be like?"

"We no longer need coal mines, there will be no more energy pollution, and more importantly, there will be no more wars! Other countries simply can't compete with the United States with a steel army!"

It must be said that Aubadi has a good eloquence and depicts the future prospects with magnificent waves.

"Then what?" Nolan motioned him to continue.

"I noticed that the Overwatch team also seems to have the same technology, and from the current point of view, your work seems to be more complete and better, why can't we join forces? You produce technology, we produce production, and form a new company! "

"Join us?" Nolan tapped the cigar in the palm of his hand: "What qualifications do you have?"

"My connections! My everything! I can help you reach a deal with the military and fill the gap in the arms market that Stark Group has withdrawn from!"

"I can introduce you to a lot of bigwigs. Presumably, although you have become an outstanding young man in the United States, you haven't been able to enter 'that circle', the top high-society circle, right?"

"We can also do business together! Trust me, I'm a very good partner, look!"

He pointed to Stark Industrial Park:

"The Stark Group worth 150 billion!"

Obama waved his hands, as if everything was under control: "Joining the two of us, we can create the future of the United States!"

"Joining the two of us, we can indeed create the future. Do you know why?" Nolan smiled disdainfully: "It's like a gangster plus a great American leader, two people can change the world."

Almost everything on the list has been moved.

Supercomputing, missiles, weapons, and most of the equipment that was discontinued after the Stark Group closed its weapons division.

Nolan also boarded his own pickup:

"You are not qualified to talk to me, Obadiah."

Under the sun, Obadeh watched the pickup slowly drive away with a gloomy face, and kept playing with a gadget in his hand, his bald head was shining.

......

Tony Stark's surgery was a success.

Especially after Stephen gave him a bottle of Ultimate Life Potion as required.

Tony felt better than ever.

"What exactly is this?"

Stephen was careful, put away the medicine bottle, and prepared to take it for testing after get off work.

"I don't know, it may be magic, or it may be a product of alchemy. It won't be physiological saline anyway."

He took off the needle and testing equipment from his body, put on the new clothes that Pepper brought, and Tony was in high spirits: "Let's go, it's time for us to go home."

"Then what should I do with this thing, and what should I do with it?"

Pepper holds up the removed first-generation Ark reactor.

"Destroy. Burn it."

"Don't you want to keep it?"

Tony put on his sunglasses: "Pepper, I have many faults, one of which is liking the new and disliking the old. It has completed its historical mission, and now it's just a piece of garbage."

Little Pepper bit his lip, and secretly took a towel to wrap the reactor.

Back at the Malibu mansion, Tony took the elevator down to the basement.

He has been keenly aware that there may be an inner ghost lurking in the company. But the Stark Group is too large, with countless directors, and he can't be sure who it is.

Therefore, he needs a special weapon.

The steel battle suit is his proud work, but to his dismay, it seems that someone has realized this idea one step ahead.

"Calm down, Tony!" He looked at the mirror and patted his face: "You can be the best, the most perfect! No one can do better than you!"

"Jarvis, let's get to work!"

"I'm at your service anytime, sir."

......

Afghanistan, US military base.

Tony Stark's combat uniform in Afghanistan was collected by the military after it was removed.

Tony didn't really care, because the suit didn't use any special technology. In particular, there is no Ark reactor to provide power, it's a pile of scrap iron.

The transmission technology is not so complicated, and the projects of exoskeleton armor have been studied in various countries for a long time.

The reason for the failure was mainly due to energy constraints.

The mainstream energy used now is still batteries~www.novelmt.com~ The heavier the exoskeleton armor, that is, the steel battle suit, the larger the capacity of the battery is.

But here comes the problem. The larger the battery, the heavier it will be, and the heavier the exoskeleton armor will be, requiring more batteries.

This creates a paradox.

So this first-generation steel battle suit was abandoned here by Tony, which perfectly fits his character of liking the new and disliking the old.

Today, however, there is an uninvited guest here.

"This thing is already owned by the military. You can't take it away without paying anything, Obadiah."

Obadiah Stein was furious, and put his index finger on the chest of a colonel: "This is something of our Stark Group! John, no one has said that it will be given to the military!"

The latter's expression remained unchanged: "No one has said that they will give it to you. By the way, I heard that the Stark group is now a group of Tony Stark alone, not just you and Tony. Together, can we take the controlling stake?"

"Hmph, you military leaders far away in Afghanistan are good at intelligence."

Obadeh let out a sneer from his nose.

Colonel John clapped his hands twice, and soon two soldiers came in with a small cart on which was the assembled first-generation steel battle suit.

He picked up the mask and put it on his face, looking at Obadeh through the two holes:

"This thing can be given to you. But this matter in Afghanistan must be completely deleted without leaving any evidence. Do you understand what I mean?"

Obadiah smiled: "Of course there is no problem."

"It's very common to raise pirates, so don't be so nervous, old man. No one will link you to the Ten Rings Gang."