Lin Feng pushed the cup of tea over, and he picked it up and drank it down in one gulp. The tea was very hot, but this was nothing for Superman. Even boiling water would not cause the slightest harm to Lin Feng. After finishing the tea, Lin Feng took out the recently bought tea leaves from the system inventory. Mage, I brought a gift! Lin Feng said with a chuckle as he pushed the tea leaves toward The Ancient One. The Ancient One glanced at them, shaking her head with a wry smile. She naturally knew what Lin Feng meant. Even without a gift, I would still help you... From the moment you left this world, I already knew. The Ancient One hesitated for a moment before accepting the tea leaves. Lin Feng's tea leaves came from an unknown source, and The Ancient One tried to check their origin. Yet she found that the vision only displayed pitch-black nothingness. You don't need to worry; the Dark Magic you have been infected with is not very complicated, The Ancient One said, knowing that Lin Feng was a rather impatient Superman. She didn't expect a young man to be able to settle his mind. Look! The Ancient One said as she stretched out both hands. Her hands intertwined to draw symbols that Lin Feng could not understand. Following The Ancient One's movements, a golden magic circle appeared out of thin air. It spun continuously, shifting constantly. The magic array slowly approached Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt as though something inside his body was being peeled away. It didn't take long. The Ancient One's right hand used for casting spells pulled back swiftly. A wisp of extremely thin black thread was pulled out from Lin Feng's body. The black thread radiated black fog, drifting in mid-air, trapped by the magic circle. After examining it closely, The Ancient One opened a Portal and tossed the black thread inside. As the black thread left his body, Lin Feng instantly felt much more relaxed mentally. That pervasive, ever-present evil fire vanished without a trace. I threw it into the Dark Dimension, The Ancient One said. It won't affect you anymore, rest assured. The Ancient One naturally had her reasons for doing this; since it was all Dark Magic, Dormammu presumably wouldn't mind The Ancient One littering. Seeing how effortlessly The Ancient One solved it, Lin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the Exile's Dark Magic wasn't all that impressive in front of The Ancient One. This time, thank you very much, Mage... Lin Feng cupped his hands in gratitude. The Ancient One shook her head instead, a profound look on her face: Helping you is helping the Blue Star! In the future, you will play a huge role, Lin Feng. Lin Feng listened to The Ancient One's words with partial understanding. He had read the original work, so he could roughly guess what The Ancient One was talking about. The future should refer to the plot of Avengers Three or Four. In the Marvel Universe, up to this point, the biggest Blue Star crisis came from the Purple Potato Monster. Lin Feng didn't know if beating up the Purple Potato Monster would be easy for him, but judging by his performance in the movies, the Purple Potato Monster probably wouldn't be able to take a few of his Heat Visions. Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt slightly more at ease. The only thing worth noting was whether Lin Feng's arrival would trigger an even greater butterfly effect. Although there were no signs of it yet, Lin Feng felt that a butterfly effect was bound to happen. The few things he had done after coming to Marvel had changed some of the plot. This wasn't what he wanted, but changing the plot was beyond his control. Because the moment he appeared in Marvel, it was destined that the plot would change accordingly. Only by making full preparations could he face the unknown storm whipped up by the butterfly effect. Bidding farewell to Mage The Ancient One, Lin Feng soared into the air and flew toward Tony Stark's villa. With this troublesome problem of his own resolved, it was time to sort out Susan's issue. Tony happened to be in his own villa. He welcomed Lin Feng's arrival. Lin? You're back? Tony sat in the living room, watching Lin Feng fly down from the sky and walk into the house. Lin Feng didn't stand on ceremony with him, walking straight over to sit on the sofa, picking up the wine glass in front of him to pour himself a large glass. He had told Tony Stark he would be going away for a few days when he set off for DC, just without mentioning where he was going. After drinking a glass, Lin Feng let out a long breath. He noticed that Tony's arc reactor had changed somewhat. The light source presented a triangular shape. You made it? Lin Feng pointed at the reactor on his chest and smiled: Congratulations! Tony wore an expression of taking it for granted: Of course I made it, who do you think I am? Genius inventor, Tony Stark! Tony continued: I pretty much know what you came to me for... It's about Susan, right? The second tactical lean-back of the day. Lin Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes. Why did everyone know what he was going to do? Lin Feng shook his head, somewhat helplessly: Susan is still at home wiping away tears. I've also been paying attention, Tony said, a hint of hesitation on his face. Stark Industries has already started doing public relations. Originally I should have resolved the incident the very first moment, but Lin, you might not know, I've been a bit busy lately. It's just that... Tony gestured with both hands in the air for a moment. Some big guy insisted on having an armored battle with me, um... So... Lin Feng interrupted Tony, nodding: I know! Tony. I didn't mean to blame you. Tony's incident had made the news, with Ivan Vanko and Hammer Industries copying his armor. Yet Ivan Vanko never genuinely cooperated with Hammer Industries from start to finish. He manipulated a large number of armors, chasing Tony and creating sparks all over the sky. It was the plot of Iron Man 2, happening right around these few days. So Tony had too much on his mind to attend to everything. Tony nodded, feeling reassured. He said those words precisely out of fear that Lin Feng would blame him for not stepping out to stop the rumors. It was true that Tony Stark's ass had been smoking busy these past few days. The research and development of the new reactor, along with Ivan Vanko's conspiracy, had left Tony at his wit's end. The public relations will show results very soon, Tony continued. JARVIS has tracked down all the key individuals spreading rumors. I believe tomorrow, the United States authorities will lock them all up in the Black Room. How about you? As Superman, do you want to step forward and clarify things? Half the rumors concerned Tony Stark, while the other half of the rumors involved Superman. Lin Feng nodded; as Superman, he naturally had to step forward. Even if Susan wasn't his girlfriend, he would still step up to clear the name of an innocent person. I came to find you for this exact purpose. I feel that simply explaining the incident might not be credible enough. Then what do you mean?
Lin Feng's words left Tony somewhat puzzled.
"I want you and me to film a video and post it on the forums..." Lin Feng explained.
"Oh, man, I never do that kind of thing!" Tony narrowed his eyes, speechless.
"It's beneath my dignity, you know?" Tony refused.
"I mean, it's too low..."
Having been refused, Lin Feng didn't speak either, just stared at the reactor on Tony's chest and asked a question.
"Was the tea good..."
A single sentence left Tony somewhat speechless, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.
He understood the subtext in Lin Feng's words.
I gave you tea to detoxify, and gave you the information to create a new element.
And now you tell me you're not willing to film a video?
"Fine, fine, Lin, you're an exception," Tony raised his hands in a helpless gesture of surrender.
"Just this once, and only this once!" He held up a single finger.
Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction: "No problem!"
The two happily mapped out the video content, with JARVIS in charge of filming.
The process lasted about an hour.
Tony always felt he didn't look handsome enough in the frame, which led to reshooting it twice.
By the time things wrapped up, it was already the early hours of the morning.
Lin Feng didn't go home, nor did he spend the night at Tony's villa.
Ever since he got a villa of his own.
Lin Feng was somewhat reluctant to stay in someone else's home again.
It made him feel inexplicably strange.
Besides, as long as the sun shone upon him.
Even if Lin Feng went days and nights without sleep, he wouldn't feel tired.
Time quickly arrived at the next day.
Early in the morning, the public relations department of Stark Industries stepped in.
Lawyers' letters and statements were spread across major forums.
They detailed the key figures who spread the rumors.
Even the information and photos of the key figures were released with their faces pixelated.
And they stated that they would pursue responsibility to the end.
This left the onlookers somewhat baffled.
In the past, even if Tony Stark appeared in tabloid news, he would disdain to explain.
There were rarely situations where PR stepped in, although the scale of the rumors this time was somewhat large.
Some sharp-eyed netizens had already realized there was more to the story.
The protagonist of the incident, Susan Carter, might have a background they didn't know about...
Under the gaze of countless netizens.
Several paid masterminds of the incident were quickly arrested.
Even live footage was released.
John was arrested on the spot at BBC Radio.
He screamed in terror as he was ruthlessly hauled into a police car.
Flora didn't escape disaster either.
She wore a look of utter bewilderment and disbelief.
Neither of them had hardly shown their faces once during this rumor-mongering incident.
Even when hiring internet trolls, Flora had prudently made John use Bitcoin for transactions.
Why did police officers show up at her door so quickly? She couldn't figure it out.
John was still clamoring to make a phone call.
He pinned all his hopes on his uncle being able to save him.
Yet what he couldn't see was.
His uncle was standing not far away, watching him get taken away with a dark face and without saying a word.
He didn't know that his uncle had already received the message.
This time, Stark Industries had exerted enormous pressure on the authorities in New York.
This was simply not a situation that a radio boss could resolve.