"Ultimately, I hadn't realized where the Transmigrator Mission reward should be used most."
"The Chat Group merely gave me the reward that best matched what I wanted."
Tony shook his head, feeling the inexhaustible fountain of inspiration in his mind, the immense power of thought that seemed capable of dismantling the universe and reconstructing truth.
This time, it had been used in exactly the right place.
If the path of the past had been about accumulating power and means, arming himself for the sake of "protection," then the path ahead would be about uncovering essence and creating, freeing himself for the sake of "exploration"!
"Jarvis."
Tony suddenly spoke.
"At your service, sir."
Jarvis's voice was as steady as ever as he waited for Tony's command.
Tony did not immediately issue a specific order.
He turned around, his gaze seeming to pierce through Stark Tower's alloy walls, sweep past New York's glittering lights, cross the blue horizon, and fall upon the boundless universe.
His chest rose and fell slightly as an unprecedented ambition and sense of responsibility surged within him.
"Let us protect more than just this patch of land beneath our feet."
He raised an arm, pointing vaguely toward the starry sky beyond the window, as though he meant to gather that vast sea of stars into his palm.
"Let us truly lead this planet, lead human civilization, out of its cradle."
"Let us realize the dream of crossing the stars and setting foot among them."
This was neither a question nor an imperative. It was a declaration.
It was the command of a king who had just grasped the authority of wisdom, calling upon his most trusted companion to step into a new era.
A brief silence followed.
Even the streams of data in the holographic projection seemed to