Life Foundation

Ben's few words were enough to sway Coulson's interest.

Once he got interested, Coulson was even a little impatient to talk to Ben more about cars.

Seeing this, Natasha subtly rolled her eyes and coughed lightly.

For a secret agent to be outmaneuvered by a seemingly young kid like Coulson is incredibly unprofessional.

Coulson awkwardly snapped out of his daze, scratched his thinning hair, pursed his lips to suppress his desire, and said:

"I thought Primus would continue the influence of the Self-Healing Serum and advance biotechnology."

"The Self-Healing Serum can bring me so much profit, and the market isn't even fully open yet, so why the rush?" Ben retorted.

"So, you really do have the skills?" Coulson's eyes lit up.

Ben glanced at his thinning hair and said, "Yeah, it's really effective for treating baldness. I think it'll sell like hotcakes, don't you think?"

Coulson:...

The village chief of this Marvel universe's starting village took a deep breath and said, "Make sure to notify me if it's sold."

Natasha had nothing more to say then.

Because she felt that even if Nick Fury came, he might not be able to resist the temptation of hair growth.

Men, ah.

She shook her head helplessly.

Then Pepper twitched her chest and asked hesitantly, "Ahem, Parker, if I may ask, mainly for my assistant, do you have any...?"

She gave Ben a look, while simultaneously making the shape of two watermelons in the air with her hands.

"You know."

The Ben nodded.

Only...

I understand the logic, but are you sure you're asking on behalf of your assistant?

Ben's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Natasha's chest.

This Black Widow is already quite large; she doesn't need further development, right?

Of course, to avoid embarrassing Pepper, he wisely didn't point it out to her, but instead said:

"It's okay, small ones are cute too."

Pepper:...

I really want to kill someone!

Afterwards, Ben gave them a brief introduction to the concept of the car and the size of the exhibition area he needed.

Pepper invited him to come and see for himself.

Having nothing else to do, Ben nodded in agreement.

So the group prepared to leave.

Ben noticed that when no one was looking, Natasha secretly reached out and touched the corner of the table, placing something on it.

As expected, it's a security camera.

He pretended not to see it, but secretly sent a message to Connors on his phone, telling him not to make any rash moves.

Then, the five of them left together.

The Stark Expo was naturally not located in Manhattan, where land is incredibly expensive.

Even if Tony had the money to buy up all of Manhattan, it would still take much longer to demolish and rebuild those houses.

Moreover, the total area of an expo might reach five or six square kilometers. If it were held in Manhattan, even Wall Street might not be able to survive.

"Actually, besides you, several other companies are also setting up the venue today."

In the car, Pepper said to Ben.

The Ben nodded.

The more well-known and large the company, the sooner it will receive an invitation, and it won't even need to pay for the exhibition.

As for some small companies, they may have to pay a huge price to get a spot, and then many products will be crammed into a remote little venue.

It may be unfair, but that's the reality.

It took them almost an hour to reach their destination.

Pepper walked ahead and introduced the exhibits, "This is our Stark Industries booth, and that's Hammer Industries... This is the industrial area. We originally thought Primus was preparing for medical technology, so we put you in a different area."

Pepper said apologetically.

Ben didn't seem to care about his position.

It doesn't matter where he is; it would be better if he were further away from Hammer Industries. He wanted to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, not to be the one to benefit.

The group then arrived at the biotechnology section, where the leading industry player was naturally the Osborn Corporation.

At this moment, the Osborn Corporation's stadium was already under construction. Obviously, Norman received the news earlier than him. In fact, if it weren't for Coulson's request, Pepper Potts would never have thought of getting a separate stadium for Primus.

She always viewed Primus as a subsidiary of Osborn.

As they continued walking, another group caught Ben's attention.

He pointed to the man in the suit directing the workers and asked, "I don't think I've seen this company's logo in New York before. Who are they?"

"Life Foundation."

"It's a company from San Francisco, that's Trevor Cole." While Pepper was still thinking, Natasha had already memorized all the companies attending, blurted it out.

"The Life Foundation?"

Ben narrowed his eyes.

He knew very well that this organization was always entangled with Symbiote.

Ben naturally didn't want to let the Symbiote's genes go. He remembered that Venom was also present among the non-special Alien Hero in 5YL, and Venom was different from ordinary Alien Hero; it had the ability to possess others.

This does resemble the green paste from Biohazard.

Just then, Trevor noticed them as well. Although Ben wasn't well-known now, Trevor still recognized Pepper.

He walked over quickly and waved to Pepper from afar:

"Pepper Miss Potts, I never expected to see you here."

The Life Foundation and Stark Industries are not in the same league. To Trevor, Pepper is practically untouchable. Now that they've met, there's no reason not to come over and have a chat. If they could get financial support from Stark Industries, it would be an unexpected bonus for the Life Foundation.

"Hello, Mr. Cole." Pepper wore a formulaic smile, seemingly not wanting to waste any time on Cole, and immediately said, "I'll take him to the stadium."

The unspoken meaning is: Excuse me.

But Cole persisted, his narrow eyes glancing at Ben with surprise and confusion, and asked:

"May I ask who this gentleman is...?"

"Ben Parker, founder of Primus Technology." Before Pepper could answer, Ben stepped forward, extending his hand to Trevor, his watch emitting a yellow light.

But Trevor did not shake his hand immediately.

"Primus Technology?"

He first went through the somewhat unfamiliar name in his mind, but his empty head still couldn't find anything of substance.

Fortunately, Ben proactively revealed, "I think Mr. Cole must have heard of Self-Healing Serum?"

"So this is the inventor of the Self-Healing Serum! My apologies!"

Upon hearing this, Colton immediately changed his expression. He grabbed Ben's left hand, and his gaze towards Ben suddenly became warm.

"I am Trevor Cole, the founder of the Life Foundation. I have always felt that Self-Healing Serum are a great idea because they align perfectly with my philosophy..."

Trevor Cole kept talking, Ben glanced down at his wrist; his watch didn't react.

Now it was his turn to become indifferent.

He shook off Trevor's hand and said Bingbing, "Alright, Mr. Cole, we have other things to do."

Ben wanted nothing more than to grab a wet wipe, dry his hands, and then turn and leave.

Without Symbiote, you dare to speak to me?

Cole didn't react immediately, thinking that his initial arrogance had angered Ben. He didn't want to make a fool of himself, but he suddenly felt resentful towards Ben.

That hateful brat!

All they did was offer a so-called Self-Healing Serum, and they dared to treat me like this!

He did not reflect on his own actions.

Instead of reflecting on your own actions, it's better to blame others.

At this moment, Cole clearly harbored resentment towards Ben and also towards Primus.

In his view, Primus was nothing more than a puppet company of Osborn. If it weren't for the Self-Healing Serum, he would never have even heard of it. In the end, even the drug might be Osborn's creation.

Cole's resentment didn't bother Ben at all.

To be honest, he couldn't wait for this guy to encounter the Symbiote and then come looking for trouble with Riot or Venom.

At that time, he will be able to collect the DNA of the Symbiote, and even the genes of the Symbiote god Knull!

It's important to know that Knull is a powerful being on the Multiverse level; he is older than the universe itself, and the All-Black the Necrosword, capable of slaughtering gods, was created by him.

Of course, Ben didn't have high hopes.

Although Knull is the God of Symbiote, he is not Symbiote himself, and the connection between him and the Symbiote does not come from blood.

In fact.

The All-Black the Necrosword is the true progenitor of the Symbiote, and the All-Black the Necrosword originated from Knull's shadow.

After parting ways with Cole, Ben put this minor role out of his mind.

Under Pepper's guidance, he selected the location of his exhibition hall and prepared a design plan.

But at the same time, he was also puzzled.

"Miss Potts?"

"It seems Tony Stark hasn't been seen in a long time?" he asked. "Has something happened?"

Upon hearing this, Pepper didn't know how to respond.

To be honest, Tony has been becoming more and more indulgent lately, like he's gone completely rotten, spending all his time wearing his armor and driving inpar.

He was like someone who knew he had no tomorrow, yet he was indulging in the last of his pleasures.

He was even enjoying one of the few days he could be Iron Man.

But to be honest, Pepper, who doesn't know Tony's current situation, can't understand why Tony is so indulgent.

She had initially thought Tony was starting to improve, but in reality, that wasn't the case.

On the one hand, Pepper was disappointed in Stark; on the other hand, her role as CEO kept her too busy to take care of Tony's life as before.

Actually, they hadn't seen each other for a long time, at least two weeks.

The last time they were apart for this long was when Tony was kidnapped in the Middle East. At that time, Tony was in grave danger, and she was extremely worried. Now, Tony is in grave danger again, but she is completely unaware, her mind preoccupied with her work.