Tony's Physics Class

"How exactly did you do that? We all saw the screen's power cord get yanked out."

Faced with Tony's confusion, Harry felt quite pleased with himself.

"Osborn Group is an energy giant. It's only natural that the electric current listens to what I say."

"Really? That sounds like something a cult leader would say. Also, I didn't waste your ten seconds—after the meeting ended, I even gave you a little plug."

"That's not bad."

Not bad at all. Tony was currently the most talked-about man in America, possibly even the world.

Just then, Senator Stern walked out as well.

"Mr. Osborn, it seems New York State has run into some trouble lately."

Stern extended his hand to Harry proactively, though his expression wasn't pleasant—more of a forced smile.

"Thanks for your concern, Senator. It's already been handled. Just some interference from foreign forces."

Harry had no ulterior motive; he was purely making a statement. As for the curse word that followed, that was Tony's doing.

But Senator Stern seemed to know better than to trade barbs with Tony, so he targeted Harry instead.

"Handled? Foreign forces? Which foreign forces? The damn moon? We'll see about that."

Harry shrugged.

We'll see? See what? See Hammer Industries get crushed?

Still, Harry remembered that this senator was Hydra. He narrowed his eyes as he watched Stern's retreating figure.

Regarding Kingpin's plane crash, there was one detail the news hadn't reported.

Kingpin had been shot.

"So was it really foreign forces?" After Stern left, Tony asked curiously.

A terrorist attack in New York, a sudden state of emergency, then a sweep of Rand Corporation and a whole block of financial firms in Midtown—this was huge.

Over the past few weeks, the two biggest stories in America had been Iron Man and New York's state of emergency, with the National Guard sealing off Midtown.

"Yeah, foreign forces. Let's drop it. Still holding up?" Harry glanced at Tony's chest.

Tony looked around without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Don't forget, I've got the same tech. Palladium poisoning, right?"

Tony let out a long breath and nodded.

"So, does your company have any cutting-edge medical tech to treat heavy metal poisoning?"

"What other options are there? Hemodialysis. What else did you expect?"

At the mention of hemodialysis, Tony shook his head.

"I'm Iron Man. If I check into a hospital, the tabloids will have it as a headline by the next day."

"Then swap the palladium for a new element."

Hearing that, Tony gave a helpless smile. "I've tried. No other element works."

"Then create a new element artificially."

"How? You can't just wish something like that into existence."

Harry pulled a USB drive from his pocket.

"I went through some old records. Your father seemed to have done deep research on the Arc Reactor."

"In his earlier research papers, I think he hinted at the existence of an element—one that could be used in the Arc Reactor."

What Harry said left Tony a bit puzzled.

"These are a few models I extrapolated, but I have no idea how to design the accelerator experiment. Maybe you'd be interested?"

Tony stared at the USB drive, full of skepticism.

When Harry had visited Tony's CEO office after his return to the country, he'd secretly photographed Howard's model boards and, following the method from the movie, successfully derived the model for that element.

The models on the USB drive were all slightly modified versions of the correct answer, thrown in as filler. Of course, Harry had also included the real one.

He only had the models now. How Tony actually designed the experiment to produce this new element, Harry didn't know—only that it involved something like a particle accelerator.

So he needed Tony to give him a lesson on the subject.

"So you want me to join your experiment?" Tony smirked. "I don't work for anyone."

"Then it's your loss. But if you're willing, maybe you could teach me how to artificially create a new element. I don't think you'd refuse a shareholder's request, would you?"

Tony circled Harry, sizing him up.

"So you're still a young man eager to learn? Strange. I thought kids your age were supposed to be arrogant."

"That's you, okay? Don't project your own traits onto others! I'm still attending Empire University, remember?" Though Harry had barely set foot on campus.

In the end, Tony agreed to Harry's request and spent some time giving him a lesson.

"So if you want to create this element..." Tony's holographic projection was dazzling, shifting and morphing under his hands.

"You need a particle accelerator like this one."

The newly generated projection marked the device's radius, power requirements, efficiency, and beam intensity.

"Did I make myself clear, Genius Child?"

Harry nodded, feeling a sense of Harvest Joy.

Tony had explained it well, and using this setup for teaching was incredibly vivid and easy to understand.

"Jarvis, can this element be used in a reactor?" After finishing, Tony asked.

"No, sir. In fact, the structure of this element has some theoretical flaws and is unlikely to exist in reality."

Tony shrugged at Harry.

"Looks like your deduction isn't very feasible."

Harry was silent for a moment. Tony was very smart—especially now that Harry himself had become an inventor, he often envied Tony's mind. And the system had once given him an option to boost his intelligence.

"Tony, if you had to choose, would you pick Captain America's physique, a smart brain, or a mysterious Sixth Sense?"

Harry's question piqued Tony's interest. Or rather, Harry's entire performance today had satisfied him—giving him a sense of being a mentor.

"Hmm... maybe a strong physique, or a mysterious Sixth Sense." Tony thought for a moment, then added, "I'll go with the Sixth Sense. I just considered it, and Pepper probably wouldn't like the look of a bodybuilder."

Tony's answer left Harry stunned.

"But you're... the公认 smartest person in the country. Wouldn't you choose a smart brain?"

In this world, the freaks from Marvel—like Mister Fantastic Reed or Doctor Doom—hadn't shown up yet, so Tony really did represent the ceiling of IQ.

"Right, I already have a smart brain, so of course I'd pick the other two." Tony winked.

Harry was speechless—this was basically a remix of "I really do have a cow."

"What's up? Did Santa Claus visit your house and make you choose?"

"Just a hypothetical."

"How should I put it... In my view, being smart or having high IQ isn't something you're born with—well, sure, there are some geniuses, like me." Tony pointed at himself with a grin that was utterly punchable.

"But real wisdom and creativity? That stuff needs 'training.' Even me—if I'd been born in a jungle with no one to teach me how to survive, I might never learn to make fire by the time I died."

"This sudden IQ boost sounds pretty sketchy. What, you haven't actually been daydreaming about that, have you?"

Tony pushed a dark, murky drink over.

"Of course, your brain isn't bad—I'm not calling you an idiot—but it's just not as good as mine. Also, how did you get that dead screen to light up? Can that tech be applied here? Think about it?" Tony tapped the reactor on his chest.

His expression was insufferable, but his tone was sincere.

Continuous learning—that was the same as Harry before the system awakened.

Besides, the system's options seemed to extract traits from those four serums—and while the Green Goblin Enhancer could make someone smarter, it wasn't exactly rare in the Marvel world, nor was its effect overpowered.

But the Sixth Sense—that was clearly tied to Spider-Sense. That thing was broken. And choosing it had set him on a different path faster—the Psychic Path.

Thinking this, Harry suddenly felt enlightened. He stopped fretting, downed the Chlorophyll in one gulp, and left Tony staring blankly.

"Phew. This tech is not for sale for now. Exclusive technology."

"Lastly, thanks for the lesson, Professor Stark. By the way, are you planning to sell this setup? I'd like one too." Harry curiously poked at the air.

"If you mean just the Holographic Projection, I can give it to you. I'm planning to launch it anyway. But Data Processing? Exclusive technology." Tony implicitly admitted that the AI he'd given Harry was a stripped-down version, lacking Jarvis's data processing capabilities.

That was still fine. Harry happily acquired a cool Holographic Projection tech—no loss there.

"Well, that's it for today. I've got some things to handle." Harry stood up to leave.

"So you're really a hardworking CEO?" Tony poured himself some Chlorophyll.

"You know, that sounds like you're saying you're an incompetent CEO who only thinks about picking up girls and driving sports cars—or now, maybe flying around in an Iron Man suit."

"Of course I'm competent!" Tony rubbed his head awkwardly. "It's just that someone your age doesn't seem like the type to work diligently."

"I told you, Mr. Stark, don't judge others by your own experience."

But honestly, Harry might not have had the right to say that to Tony.

He even wanted to hand off the CEO position like Tony did.

After getting what he wanted, Harry said goodbye to Tony and returned to New York.

As for whether Tony would try those models a few more times on his own—that wasn't something Harry could control. In the end, he'd still figure it out after Nick reminded him.

Harry still had Norman's Retrovirus to deal with.

And Tony, after Harry left, glanced at the USB Drive Harry had left behind a few more times, but ultimately didn't pick it up.