This is Unscientific!

"Perhaps."

Feeney shrugged nonchalantly, silently weeping in his heart.

One hundred million gone just like that, it hurt so much!

Though his heart ached to death, Feeney maintained a calm and collected facade, continuing to chat with Tony. "As for other suggestions, once you've produced this, you can consider how to make it portable equipment."

Tony didn't have Jarvis back up this particular point, perhaps he had already considered it himself.

"What about your previous armor?"

After finishing his suggestion, Tony instead asked him, "Are you selling the technology? You can name your price."

"Can we not always talk about money?"

Feeney was exhausted. Communicating with such a nouveau riche who constantly threw money around was truly difficult. Unfortunately, 'Possessed by Evil Spirit' was related to the system, so he absolutely couldn't let Tony research it.

"Why not talk about it? Problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all."

Tony said this with such flair that Feeney had to admit it was quite cool.

"Then will you sell this Iron Armor?"

Feeney shot back, leaving Tony speechless. Changing the subject, he asked, "Alright, Hailsaiz Kid, be grateful for my magnanimity. I've decided not to pursue your trespassing any further."

"However, you need to tell me who you are and why you came to find me?"

Tony's expression was serious as he asked this.

Facing the question, Feeney pondered for a moment and honestly replied, "I am a Sorcerer. I came to find you because I want to understand some things that might happen soon."

"Wait, are you talking about magic tricks?" Tony thought Feeney was lying again and interrupted with sarcasm, "You'd be more believable if you kept talking about aliens."

"Whether you believe me is up to you. Also, don't think you know everything, Mr. Tony Stark!"

Feeney wasn't too angry. If someone suddenly appeared and told him these things without him understanding this world, he wouldn't easily believe it either.

Tony frowned and remained silent. If not for Feeney's previous strange behavior, this conversation would have ended long ago.

"Fine, tell me what possible things you want to know about?" Tony asked again, considering himself generous. He still didn't believe Feeney was telling the truth.

"If I say it, it might not happen."

Feeney strictly adhered to tradition and prepared to leave. But before departing, he thought for a moment, picked up a pen and paper from a nearby table, and wrote down a string of numbers.

"What is this? A code? A secret message? Or a premonition of future disasters?"

Noticing Feeney's actions, Tony guessed and mocked from the side.

"This is my Phone Number!" Feeney rolled his eyes, realizing how correct his previous thought was about not wanting to get involved with Tony. Dealing with this personality on a daily basis was too difficult.

"I think you might have a chance to use it. If you have any problems, you can call me over. Consider it a true apology for this intrusion."

"I don't think I'll need it," Tony replied dismissively. He then added, "Also, if you want to come, I think it's best to use the front door. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences."

"In any case, sorry for the disturbance today. Goodbye! Portal!"

Feeney couldn't be bothered to say more and directly activated the portal home, stepping through and disappearing.

The empty studio was once again occupied only by Tony. He let out a long sigh and immediately said, "Jarvis, check my body. Also, has he left?"

"Sir, your body is healthy except for being overworked. The room sensors indicate you are alone," Jarvis's reply gave Tony some sense of security.

Sitting back down in his chair, Tony immediately instructed, "Jarvis, bring up all the surveillance footage from just now."

"I'm very sorry, sir. The video data has all been deleted and cannot be recovered."

Tony then remembered that Feeney had given instructions to Jarvis earlier. He immediately began operating the computer to check Jarvis's program. But after checking it over and over, he found no anomalies, not even any trace of intrusion.

"Impossible!"

Tony's shock this time was even greater than before. He didn't understand the portal or the armor, but Jarvis was something he created himself. He couldn't understand why his own creation would obey someone else's commands.

Tony turned to look at the note Feeney had left. After hesitating, he decided to keep it. At the same time, he said to Jarvis, "Jarvis, initiate the studio modification project. For now, the objective is sudden appearance and non-lethal control."

Feeney was temporarily unaware that Tony had established the 'Anti-Feeney Studio'. Perhaps in the future, when the battle suit was completed, there might even be 'Anti-Feeney Armor'.

He was currently muttering to himself in his room, worried, "It shouldn't have much of an impact, right? After all, I didn't say anything."

"Damn it, worst case scenario, I'll just give up on the Iron Monger experience points and have Tony produce more battle suits to compensate later."

Unexpected events always happened without warning. Today's meeting had disrupted all of Feeney's plans. Now, even taking the Miniature Arc Reactor secretly seemed difficult, and Tony would suspect him immediately.

But giving up on the Iron Monger entirely felt like a waste. So he left his phone number. If things still developed according to the original trajectory, and Tony encountered danger, perhaps he would contact him. Then he would decide based on the situation.

If the Iron Monger couldn't be born, then there was nothing he could do. He could only blame himself for being too careless.

After thinking it through, Feeney felt much better. From today's understanding, he also knew that the birth of the Mark II was very close.

So this waiting period wouldn't be too long.

Time flies. A week passed in the blink of an eye. Feeney had initially worried that meeting Tony might affect his life. However, after a week, he found that everything was calm and as usual.

But just as he was feeling relieved, a call came in. Looking at the Unknown Number displayed on his phone, Feeney raised an eyebrow and answered.

As soon as he connected, the sound of Whooshing Wind came from the other end of the line. Feeney was slightly stunned, then realized, "Are you doing a Test Flight?"

"Kid, speak up." Tony's somewhat jubilant voice came through, just like the first time he flew using the Soaring Skill.

"You're annoying, you know that?"

Feeney shouted into the phone.

"Haha, you're jealous. Can you tricksters fly?" Tony provocatively asked in that annoying voice.

Hearing that, to save face for the sorcerers, Feeney immediately rolled up his sleeves and made threats, "Who says we can't? Come on, report your location."

"Malibu Street, Los Angeles, thirty thousand feet above."

"You just wait!"

Feeney immediately hung up the phone, equipped 'Possessed by Evil Spirit' in his room, opened a portal, and used the Soaring Skill to find Tony, who was shouting in the air.

Tony clearly hadn't expected Feeney to actually show up. So, upon seeing Feeney floating beside him, the face under his mask felt like eating a fly. Why did he have to find something awkward for himself at the happiest moment?

"I really hate you, trickster kid!"

"Same, same! Mr. Stark!"

Feeney replied in deep agreement. This was probably the inherent opposition between magic and science.

"How are you flying!? Where did you put the propulsion device? Where's the energy source?" Soon, Tony's attention shifted back to Feeney's 'Possessed by Evil Spirit'. After studying it for a while, he finally concluded:

"This is unscientific!"

Since this is the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony's personality should primarily follow his movie portrayal. I feel his personality changes aren't that obvious at this point. Where are the collections and recommendation tickets!?