"Saving the world counts as a little thing?"
Everyone silently scoffed. General Calvin said, "So you really are Andrew Wang? Why are you still alive, and why do you look so young?"
"Because this world needs me. God sent me back to Earth specifically to save it."
Andrew spoke with a saintly expression. Aside from Tony, everyone looked speechless. Do you take us for idiots?
Tony tipped his head back and gazed at the sky. Andrew certainly hadn't been sent back by God. He was God himself.
"How many times have I heard God's name today?"
General Calvin grumbled, then asked, "Mr. Wang, would you be interested in returning to the army? We could restore your rank, or even promote you to colonel."
Andrew refused without wasting a word. "No."
General Calvin was taken aback. "Why?"
"Because I have a billion dollars in my bank account."
Andrew answered as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Everyone was left speechless again. That was one hell of a reason.
If someone worth a billion dollars still went off to join the U.S. Army, there could only be one explanation: they'd been kicked in the head by a donkey.
The female secretary gazed at Andrew with shining eyes. Handsome—no, Grandpa, I don't want to work anymore.
"That much money?"
Diana was a little stunned too. Which of them was supposed to be living off the other?
"Looks like God is very generous. In that case, never mind."
General Calvin returned the documents to his secretary, then asked Tony, "Mr. Stark, your new toy is very interesting. Is it for sale?"
"I'm an arms dealer. Of course it is. But I'll only sell the most basic model, not the nano Battle Suit. Also, let me make this clear up front: