The Attack (Out currently, updating first)

"Fang! You are simply a flawless marketing genius!" Tony sat on the edge of the sofa, showering him with endless praise as they watched the video of the press conference from a few days ago playing before them.

In reality, everyone at the time had been shocked; everyone was amazed by a mobile phone capable of bringing such a massive transformation to the entire world, and by the fresh-faced youth standing on stage, speaking eloquently to everyone!

Fang Bie had even been forcibly escorted off the stage by security; otherwise, he likely wouldn't have been able to leave the platform before being swamped by all the media.

He had heard that the black technology of this era far exceeded that of his previous life, but civilian technology had remained stuck in the same period as before, so the frenzy of everyone following the launch of such a phone was almost predictable.

"Don't say that. I originally only intended to come to your world to hang out with you for a while. Who could have imagined it would turn into this situation?" The smile on Fang Bie's face suddenly became a bit awkward; he had originally only wanted to stay here for a while to ensure the safety of this playboy.

After all, in the movies of his past life, he could be considered to have countless fans, and calling him a savior of humanity would not be an exaggeration.

However, Fang Bie had never expected that some of his offhand suggestions would lead to the smartphone—which should have appeared in this world several years later—reappearing in the world, and being pushed out by his own hands, no less.

He had also learned that this world did indeed have a company called Apple, but their company had run into some small problems, and the founder, Mr. Jobs, was still busy working on his Pixar animations rather than returning to take charge of Apple.

"Tony, just two days after the press conference, the stock of Stark Industries has already rebounded to its previous level and is continuing to climb. If you insist on spinning off the mobile phone business, I'm afraid the shareholders won't be happy!" Pepper Potts said while organizing the documents in her hand nearby.

"I am the majority shareholder. Do I really need the consent of these people to start a mobile phone company with my own money?" Tony said unhappily.

"The Arc Reactor is my father's life's work, and I will keep it at Stark Industries. Isn't that enough to keep them satisfied?" Tony said, feeling a bit depressed. "Truly, human greed knows no bounds!"

"The appetite of capital is never satisfied. You show them more, and they will only want more without restraint!" Yinsen was nearby, assembling that bulky suit of armor.

Although Tony already had a proposal for a new, lightweight suit, in the words of this doctor, the initial design had to be finished regardless, at least so it could remind them of the hard times in the cave.

Tony was noncommittal about this statement, but he did not deny the other's actions; instead, he even let the tools at home provide him with as much help as possible.

"The news is here!" Fang Bie glanced at the door at Agent Coulson, who was hurrying toward them, and said to everyone in the hall.

"Is this the agent from that what-was-it, Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division? Oh, damn it, why are their names so long?" Tony complained without hesitation.

"He told us before that they would change the name. Who knows?" Fang Bie shrugged. He had adapted quite quickly to life here and was now able to carry on English conversations with them very fluently.

"By the way, when have you decided to go back? I think I need to go back with you. Your world is much more interesting than this boring one!" Tony whispered in his ear.

"Go back? Once things are settled here, we can go back anytime. I still want you two to continue doing manual labor for me!" The corners of Fang Bie's mouth curled up slightly, and he immediately tucked a robotic helmet he was holding into his Backpack, a scene that was seen clearly by the agent in front of him.

"Mr. Stark, this is what we have collected regarding the news that your company's vice president, Obadiah Stane, has been in contact with a terrorist organization, as well as information about the weapons from your company that have been trafficked. I wonder if you would be willing to talk to us after receiving this information?"

Coulson remained as gentle and refined as ever; he acted as if he didn't know that what he was doing was a futile effort, and instead introduced the information to everyone very seriously.

"Obadiah? That's impossible!" Pepper Potts was somewhat shocked that the company's vice president would actually do such things to harm the company, but the other three sitting on the sofa had no extra expressions.

"Not many people can traffic the company's weapons at will; besides him, there is only me." The expression on Tony's face was also desolate; after all, this was a partner who was both a father figure and a friend to him.

But he was someone who had come through endless business struggles, so how could he not distinguish right from wrong?

In fact, this evidence was basically enough to determine exactly how his information had been leaked. Someone who was trafficking weapons to a terrorist organization behind his back would definitely not let him, the person who held all the company's information, stay alive; otherwise, this chubby middle-aged man would be facing a military tribunal!

Whether it was the FBI, CIA, Department of Defense, Navy, Department of Homeland Security, Marine Corps, or the Rangers, none of them would allow anyone to traffic weapons to their enemies. What awaited him would be the death penalty or imprisonment for thousands of years!

"So... Tony, you were actually supposed to die!" Before Coulson could explain his background and purpose to the other party, he was rudely interrupted by Obadiah, who was standing at the door.

And standing behind him was a team of elite troops, fully armed and masked!

"Obadiah? It really is you!" Tony almost ground his teeth to dust. He had originally been making excuses for him in his heart, hoping that it was just some high-level executives using their names to conduct the trafficking, and he never wanted to aim his sights at this person.

But now, he didn't seem to need to think anymore, because the other party had already reached his door, and that team of fully armed soldiers with their guns raised didn't seem to be joking.

"Oh! It seems I didn't come at a good time!" Coulson raised his hands apologetically. Just as Obadiah seemed to have more to say, this top agent immediately flipped over and threw a rod-like object toward them.

"Get down!" Coulson shouted, throwing himself behind the sofa, rolling backward, and hiding his body directly behind the narrow piece of furniture.

Fang Bie's reaction was also extremely fast. Just as the other party made their move, he, who had been prepared, had already vanished from the living room.

Tony was also blocked by a large array of machinery at this moment. After all, this was his home, and all of Jarvis's functions were operated by him; he took Pepper Potts, and the two hid behind a steel plate.

Yinsen was also nowhere to be seen; he had been standing near the laboratory, so he could certainly run.

And the rod-like object thrown by Coulson emitted a flash of light strong enough to blind an ordinary person, dazzling everyone and causing those soldiers to raise their gun barrels directly.