Lord of Hell in the Marvel Universe
Chapter 11

Tony Stark

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"The tone was finally normal."

Trask smiled and said, "Boss, after I die, Trask Industries should still exist. Over the next few decades, they'll definitely make plenty of improvements to the Sentinel Robots. Can you get their research materials for me?"

"No problem. I'm interested in Sentinel Robots too."

Wang Nanxuan said. Sentinel Robots had nearly wiped out the Mutants, so of course he was interested.

Trask was delighted. Thinking of something, he asked, "Boss, when are we building the power plant? Volcanic energy is too violent to serve as an energy source for robots."

"No rush. A new type of energy will be born soon."

Wang Nanxuan smiled. "This era has geniuses too."

Trask said with an unconvinced look, "Really? Then I'll have to see for myself."

In the real world, after Wang Nanxuan sent Susan home, he summoned Wind Demon and Howard. "Go to Alcatraz Island in San Francisco. There's a laboratory there called Worthington Labs. Steal all their research materials, along with Leech's blood.

Wind Demon, you'll handle the infiltration. Howard, you'll handle the computers. Any problems?"

Wind Demon immediately replied, "No problem. Piece of cake."

"Of course not. I used to be a top agent myself."

Howard smiled. Wang Nanxuan looked at him disdainfully. "Self-proclaimed, right? Go. Try not to make too much noise. After robbing Worthington Labs, take a stroll through Trask Industries. Trask wants the latest Sentinel Robot research results."

"Alright."

Wind Demon and Howard nodded and took a private plane to San Francisco.

What? Why didn't Wang Nanxuan do it himself? What kind of joke was that? How could the mighty Demon King personally handle everything?

Wind Demon could turn into wind and slip through any gap, while Howard was a top-tier scientist. Working together, they quickly obtained what Wang Nanxuan wanted. He sent it all to Rebirth Hell. Now, all that remained was Trask's research.

Once the research succeeded, Wang Nanxuan would gain at least tens of thousands of failed Mutant souls. A profit that cost him nothing.

In the blink of an eye, time arrived at a bright and breezy April. The annual Pinnacle Award ceremony was about to begin, and this year's winner was playboy Tony Stark.

At a street-side teahouse beneath Stark Industries, Wang Nanxuan sipped tea while reviewing job applicants' resumes on his laptop. Before long, he came across a familiar face.

"Natalie Rushman. Heh."

Wang Nanxuan shook his head and immediately clicked reject, typing in the reason: "Looks too improper and could easily harm the company atmosphere."

Wang Nanxuan took a sip of tea and thought to himself, I hope S.H.I.E.L.D. sends someone to arrest me soon. That way, my Hell can gain a few more free employees.

Looking at Stark Tower in the distance, Howard wore a somewhat dazed expression. He asked Wang Nanxuan, "Boss, why did we come here for tea?"

"I brought you to see your son. He loves the cheeseburgers downstairs and often comes down personally to buy them at noon. He says they taste better that way."

Before Wang Nanxuan had finished speaking, Tony Stark, sporting his little mustache, headed toward the burger joint with his chubby bodyguard, Happy. His vacant eyes and pale face made it obvious that he had overworked himself again last night.

Howard Stark glanced at Tony Stark and said disdainfully, "What's there to see? He's an embarrassment. Back in my day, I could take on five beauties in one night and still be full of energy the next morning."

"You're just as embarrassing, alright?"

Wang Nanxuan retorted. "See him while you can. You might not get another chance later."

"What?"

Howard froze, then asked nervously, "What's going on? Is Tony's life in danger?"

"And you claimed you don't care about your son?"

Wang Nanxuan smiled. "Relax, it's nothing serious. He'll just get hit by a missile, kidnapped by terrorists, and have a large hole put in his chest. He won't die."

"And that's not serious?"

Howard hurriedly said, "Boss, since you know what will happen, we need to stop it."

"It can't be stopped. This is a trial he has to undergo. Don't worry, he'll be fine. The big shots have their eyes on him. No one can touch him."

As Wang Nanxuan spoke, he cast a spell on Tony—just a surveillance spell. Everything Tony saw, Wang Nanxuan would see as well.

"A trial? Big shots?"

Howard paused, then looked at Tony Stark with a complicated expression. "It sounds like my son will become someone extraordinary?"

Wang Nanxuan did not elaborate. "Perhaps."

"Actually, I'd rather he lived an ordinary life. The more brilliant a life is, the shorter it tends to be—just like Captain Rogers."

Howard sighed. At that moment, Tony Stark noticed Howard's gaze, so full of "fatherly love," and turned to look over. He seemed displeased and said a few words to Happy.

Happy nodded, walked over to Howard, and said coldly, "Mr. Stark asked me to tell you that your stare is disgusting. Also, he doesn't like men."

"Doesn't like men?"

Howard's face turned green. Wang Nanxuan burst into laughter. This joke alone would keep him laughing at Howard for at least ten years.

Howard snorted. "Tell your boss that he's the weakest Stark I've ever seen. He's disgracing the Stark family."

Happy said unhappily, "Sir, I can't pretend I didn't hear that."

Wang Nanxuan stood and said, "Howard, let's go. There'll be plenty of chances later."

Howard nodded and left with Wang Nanxuan. Happy did not stop them. He returned to Tony and relayed Howard's earlier words.

"The weakest Stark?"

Tony's face darkened a little. "Get me a fitness coach. Uh, a female one."

Happy quipped, "Are you sure you won't just get weaker?"

Tony glared at Happy. Why did he have to say such an inconvenient truth?

"Looks improper? What about me looks improper?"

Black Widow Natasha received Rebirth Group's reply and nearly lost it. Coulson looked her up and down, silently commenting, Everything about her looks improper.

Natasha shouted at Coulson, "Coulson, let's just arrest Andrew Wang directly!"

Coulson shook his head. "No. Andrew Wang's abilities are dangerous. I spoke to those directors, and the moment they heard Andrew Wang's name, they started trembling all over. Until we understand his abilities, we can't act rashly."

After thinking for a moment, Coulson said, "Let's approach Susan Storm instead. She's close to Andrew Wang and should know quite a bit."

"Fine."

Natasha nodded. "Get this settled quickly. Fury is preparing a major operation, and I don't want to miss it. Hmph. Once we catch Andrew Wang, I'm definitely going to beat him up properly."

Coulson smiled. "I'll pretend I didn't see it."

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