Special Treatment for Special Talent, Cleverly Eliminating the Correct Answer

The Crystal Ball sat on the table as Aaron stared at it intently.

Through layer upon layer of mist, he saw a glimpse of Tony Stark's future.

A long whip crackling with electricity lashed a race car, sending Tony Stark, the driver, flying out along with the vehicle.

"How is it? Did I find what I was looking for?"

"Mm... you found it."

"Great. I knew a mere New Element couldn't stump Tony Stark."

"You only found it with my help." Aaron spouted nonsense with a straight face. After all, to complete his mission, he had to contribute during Tony's search for the New Element.

"Me? You mean I'll ask you for help?"

"I'm fairly confident when it comes to finding things," Aaron said somewhat sheepishly.

Who could blame him when Captain Jack's Compass was in his hands? He wanted to keep a low-key profile too, but his ability simply wouldn't allow it!

"But why would I come to you?"

"I'd like to know too. Maybe you offered a high enough price."

"Oh!" Tony instantly understood. "How much do you want?"

"One hundred million."

"You're really not holding back, are you?" Tony rolled his eyes. "Deal. You help me find the New Element, and I'll pay upon delivery. No problem?"

"No problem, but you need to pay me first for the Divination, the medicine, and the meal."

"Two million. I'll have J.A.R.V.I.S. transfer it to your account."

"There's something I may need your help with, though I can offer you substantial compensation."

"Now that's rare." Tony was immediately intrigued. "Let's hear it."

Aaron discreetly glanced at Natalie, then took a box from the drawer. When he opened it, a small piece of dazzling crystal came into view.

"What's this?" Natalie asked curiously.

"Azban Iron. It's four hundred times harder than