He was attacked by a missile on his way home.
Noah was in an absolutely terrible mood.
But the more that was the case, the more he forced himself to calm down.
An enemy who had not revealed themselves could not be considered an enemy.
He could not create a new enemy for himself based solely on his own suspicions.
Although this passivity annoyed him.
For now, though, it seemed he could only keep the matter to himself.
Early the next morning, Ivan Vanko brought him some good news.
His first-generation Iron Man suit had finally taken shape.
The moment Noah heard the news, yesterday's displeasure vanished.
It was just a missile.
Never mind that it had not hit him—even if it had.
To him, it would not have hurt much more than a mosquito bite.
He was just irritated.
But Umbrella's completed suit would bring enormous profits.
Tony Stark was unwilling to sell his suits, but Noah had no such concerns.
More importantly, compared to the pitifully limited maintenance requirements of biological weapons like the Tyrant, the later maintenance work for an Iron Man suit was far more complicated.
Every maintenance session would be a substantial source of income.
After watching Ivan Vanko's demonstration.
Noah pondered for a moment.
Ivan Vanko had not gone outside for a long time in order to develop this suit.
He had no idea about the changes happening outside. As things stood, the K1's performance was already quite outdated.
Ivan Vanko was still speaking excitedly.
"Boss, what do you think? How is my K1 Iron Man suit?
I compared it with Tony Stark's Mark series. In terms of performance, the K1 is no worse than the Mark 3.
Most importantly, the K1's various weapon systems are enough to crush the Mark 3."
Seeing Ivan