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"!!!"

So you're admitting it, right?

Superman really exists in the world?!

Ivan Vanko's eyes widened. "You're Superman, why are you thinking about me?"

"Are you interested in working for me, doing your regular job?"

"Repair the car?"

Aaron was embarrassed. You used to be a car mechanic? Now you're making exoskeletons by hand? How about I send you to the steampunk world? I'm sure you'd thrive there.

"Boss, you wanted to see me?"

Dr. Otto arrived, looking travel-worn.

"This is Ivan Vanko. He knows the original version of the Arc Reactor like Stark. You'll be in charge of training him."

He didn't give Ivan Vanko the option to refuse; he made his decision directly.

Ivan Vanko hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself. He had come for revenge, not to be a slave.

However, Aaron ignored him and bluntly stated, "You can try to build your own armor or come up with some futuristic inventions, but don't mess around."

"Remember, nothing you do can escape my eyes."

"If you want to get revenge on Tony Stark, that's fine, but first you need to think carefully: do you have the ability?"

After saying that, Aaron and Felicia left gracefully.

Ivan Vanko watched Aaron's departing figure with a look of apprehension, remaining silent.

"You've mastered the power of the sun?" Otto didn't think about that; he was overjoyed.

Ivan Vanko was puzzled. "The power of the sun? You mean your boss?"

"Remember, this is your boss!"

Otto's phone suddenly lit up, and Aaron's familiar voice came through.

Otto and Ivan Vanko were both taken aback.

The latter, in particular, always gives me a chill down my spine.

How did he do that?

And on the other side,

Aaron arrived at the deepest part of the company, in the most secure laboratory.

When the door opened

A woman suddenly rushed up.

"Oh God, I know I was wrong, please don't lock me up like this."

Skye, who had been locked up for a day and a night, had no worries about food or drink, but she was all alone and had no entertainment. All she could do was let her mind wander.

She thought about it a lot and pondered it deeply.

While feeling afraid, he was also reviewing the sequence of events.

Finally, she realized she had been scammed!

Whether it's the person who issued the task or the organization that's rising tide.

They all saw themselves as cannon fodder and puppets.

Under the guise of upholding the public's right to know, she attempted to steal Osborn Group's secrets using her decent hacking skills.

Skye hadn't joined the Rising Tide organization yet; she was a lone, unaffiliated hacker, and nobody cared about her fate.

After all, the target of this mission is the massive Osborn Group, and if exposed, they will face endless retaliation.

Now, the worst thing has happened.

Aaron's hacking skills exceeded both her and the Rising Tide organization's expectations.

The organization is alright; as long as the internet is disconnected, they will be temporarily safe.

As for Skye...

"You know you were wrong? What about the hundreds of millions my company lost?"

Aaron gave a half-smile. Did he really think an apology would solve everything?

If saying sorry was enough, what would be the point of having police?

Skye, pale-faced, weakly asked, "I work for you?"

Aaron chuckled. "Given your rudimentary hacking skills, I'll give you a maximum of 10,000 US dollars a month, which is only 120,000 a year, and 1.2 million in a hundred years."

"You will have to work for me for 416 years without eating or drinking."

"What about...the year-end bonus?" Skye asked in a low voice.

"Alright, I'll round it down for you, four hundred years!"

Aaron had no intention of wasting words with Skye and went straight to the point:

"How about we make it simple and sign a contract of servitude? Let's say you live to be a hundred, then you only need to work for me for about eighty more years, not four hundred years. What do you think?"

Skye's face paled. A contract of servitude? Eighty years of working for someone else? She had just left school and entered society, and now she was being treated like a beast of burden?

No, this is even worse than being an animal!

"No! I don't want it!"

Aaron frowned. "If you don't want this and you don't want that, then how are you going to return it?"

"Several hundred million, you think you can just refuse to pay it back? That's my money! Do you think you're Hengtai, able to get the entire American people to foot the bill for you?"

Skye racked her brains and tentatively said, "How about... I marry you?"

"Ok?"

Aaron looked him up and down. "I want to be your boss, but you're just thinking of getting something for nothing?"

Skye felt quite embarrassed; it was indeed the only solution she could think of.

However, she was worried...

"Skye, do you think I lack women? Believe me, if I post a personal ad online, the women who apply will line up all the way to Hollywood."

Skye nodded; she believed her.

This is what she's worried about.

"A wife is impossible, but you can be a tree in the forest."

“Huh?” Skye asked, puzzled.

"Come here, let me inspect the goods first. Let's talk about a deal worth several hundred million."

!!!

Under Skye's shocked gaze, Aaron pressed a button, revealing a hidden lounge.

The large bed in the middle is particularly noticeable.

Are all researchers this indulgent?

Three hours later,

Aaron walked out of the laboratory feeling refreshed. He and Skye had just discussed a deal worth at least several billion dollars. The collaboration went very well, and they agreed to discuss the next deal tomorrow.

Looking back at the closing 20-centimeter-thick iron gate, Aaron always had the feeling of a girl being imprisoned.

Shake his head,

Aaron glanced at the time. Hmm, 5:30. Time to clock out and go home!

However, he led Felicia out the door.

Norman brought good news.

"Boss, we've found the alien plant you asked us to find!"

The next morning.

A small town in Missouri.

Aaron, along with Felicia, Norman, and Helen Zhao, got out of the car.

"This is the home of the man you mentioned named Peter Quill."

"The house has been vacant ever since the death of its owner, Meredith, in 1988, and the mysterious disappearance of eight-year-old Quill."

Aaron glanced at Star-Lord's hometown and gestured for Norman to lead the way.

Norman understood immediately, knowing that Aaron wasn't interested in these things, and quickly had someone lead the way.

"Based on the information you provided, I hired a total of thirty-seven local private agencies to search the area day and night." "And I specifically instructed them not to act on their own after finding any suspicious targets, but to notify us immediately."

"One of the 227 private investigators found the suspected target in the jungle three kilometers away from here."

Norman explained while reporting on the work progress.

Then I took out a few photos.

Aaron glanced at it and immediately recognized it as the Flower of the Gods that he wanted!

This is a strange flower with a hollowed-out outer net; its vibrant colors alone tell that it is no ordinary thing.

This is the seed, or clone, left on Earth by Ego, Star-Lord's father, the deformed Celestial member.

Don't let its seemingly delicate and small appearance fool you.

But in places invisible to the naked eye, it is rooted deep within the earth and remains dormant until it is activated.

However, once Ego is activated with the power of the gods, it will grow at an alarming rate, devouring and destroying everything on the surface.

The Earth will be covered by special plants, and human civilization will be destroyed.

"Based on our preliminary tests last night, this thing contains some extremely powerful and unique gene, completely different from all other life on Earth!"

"It seems to contain enormous energy, but it is currently dormant. Even so, we have difficulty detecting its components further."

"And...it seems to be alive!"

Norman hesitated for a moment, then changed his wording, "It possesses life, even consciousness!"

"I suggest we conduct further experiments. This is our chance. Once we decipher the genes of this plant, we may once again change the world!"

Felicia and Helen Zhao were both very surprised.

Zhao Hailun, in particular, has already taken the preliminary test data and carefully reviewed every detail.

Norman was not annoyed by this and completely disregarded Helen Zhao's almost insubordinate attitude.

After all, Zhao Hailun was right next to Aaron...

However, Aaron shook his head and laughed at Norman's ambition, saying, "It could indeed change all of humanity, for example, everyone could become nutrients for plants."

Norman was taken aback. Looking at Aaron's enigmatic smile, he felt that the boss seemed to know the secrets behind this better than they did.

"No one is allowed to study this thing without my order."

"I don't want to wake up the next day and find myself the only human left in the world."

Aaron gave the order in an unquestionable tone.

Of course, no one else had the chance to come into contact with the Flower of the Gods.

Because he will completely melt it down.

The power of the gods...

He was quite interested in this as well!

I wonder what abilities I'll gain by fusing the Flower of the Gods?

However, for various reasons, Aaron's expectations were not high.

Although Igor is a member of the Celestials, he cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

Compared to the normal group of gods, he, who has only lived for tens of millions of years, is probably still considered a child.