Dr. Yinsen looked at Alvin as if he were dog shit. Alvin smiled and waved a hand...
He still understood basic math. Sure, he was always getting the big numbers wrong, but what did it matter?
The world of the filthy rich was beyond the understanding of ordinary people...
I figured it out, didn't I?
Alvin wasn't the kind of person who begrudged spending money...
He'd barely even seen his own money!
They'd spent tens of billions in that dump of a place, Peru, and he hadn't felt much of a pinch.
There was no way Dr. Yinsen's new combat suits would be shelved over money, either.
An upfront investment of nearly five billion would be worth it if it gave the school enough power reserves.
Dr. Yinsen looked at the grinning Alvin, unsure whether Alvin had miscalculated or was joking...
Suppressing the urge to mock his boss, Dr. Yinsen said, "I'm not telling you all this because I want you to foot the bill...
'The Basement' has its own funding channels. The school can't keep relying on you to bankroll us."
Alvin chuckled. "Where do you think you're going to get those tens of billions?
Don't tell me you're going to team up with Dr. Banner and rob a bank...
The Federal Reserve would go nuts!
Buddy, you just found yourself a nice girl. Don't do anything stupid..."
Dr. Yinsen shook his head and said with a hint of pride, "You always underestimate what we can do!
Stark Industries, Osborn Corporation, and Steel Digital are all loaded...
But you need to understand something: knowledge and technology are money, not those numbers..."
As he spoke, Dr. Yinsen pulled a device that looked like a car remote from his pocket and pressed a button...
Then he opened the surveillance feed in