Solving His Own Problems, Stark Industries' PR Steps In

Lin Feng pushed the tea toward himself, picked up the cup, and drained it in one gulp.

The tea was scalding, but that meant nothing to Superman.

Even boiling water could not harm Lin Feng in the slightest.

After finishing the tea, Lin Feng took out the tea cakes he had just bought from the system inventory.

"Master, I brought a gift!" Lin Feng said with a chuckle, pushing the tea toward The Ancient One.

The Ancient One glanced at it and shook her head with an amused smile.

Of course, she knew what Lin Feng meant.

"Even without a gift, I would still help you..."

"I knew the moment you left this world."

After hesitating for a moment, The Ancient One accepted the tea.

The Ancient One did not know where Lin Feng's tea had come from, so she tried to trace its origin.

Yet all she saw was utter darkness.

"You needn't worry. The Dark Magic affecting you isn't particularly complicated."

The Ancient One spoke, knowing that Lin Feng was a rather impatient Superman.

She did not expect a young man like him to sit still and wait calmly.

"Look," The Ancient One said, extending both hands.

Her hands intertwined as she drew symbols Lin Feng could not understand.

Following her movements, a golden magic circle appeared out of thin air.

It spun continuously, changing without pause.

The magic circle slowly approached Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt as though something inside his body was being peeled away.

It did not take long.

The Ancient One swiftly pulled her spellcasting right hand backward.

An extremely thin black thread was drawn out of Lin Feng's body.

The black thread gave off black mist as it floated in midair, trapped within the magic circle.

After examining it closely, The Ancient One opened a portal and tossed the black thread inside.

The moment the black thread left his body, Lin Feng immediately felt much lighter mentally.

That ever-present wicked fire vanished without a trace.

"I threw it into the Dark Dimension," The Ancient One said.

"It won't affect you anymore. Don't worry."

Naturally, The Ancient One had her reasons for doing so. They were both Dark Magic, so presumably Dormammu would not mind The Ancient One throwing some trash around.

Seeing how easily The Ancient One had dealt with it, Lin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed the Exile's Dark Magic did not amount to much in The Ancient One's eyes.

"Thank you this time, Master..." Lin Feng said, clasping his hands in gratitude.

The Ancient One merely shook her head, her expression meaningful. "Helping you is helping Blue Star!"

"You will play a very important role in the future, 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 meant.

The future probably referred to the plot of Avengers 3 or 4.

In the Marvel universe, the greatest crisis Blue Star had faced so far came from the Purple Potato Monster.

Lin Feng did not know whether fighting the Purple Potato Monster would be easy for him, but judging by the movies, it should be.

The Purple Potato Monster probably could not take many blasts of his Heat Vision.

Thinking of that, Lin Feng felt somewhat reassured.

The only thing worth watching out for 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 the butterfly effect was inevitable.

Several things he had done after arriving in Marvel had changed parts of the plot.

It was not what he wanted, but changing the plot was beyond his control.

From the moment he appeared in Marvel, the plot had been destined to change because of him.

Only by making sufficient preparations could he face the unknown storm stirred up by the butterfly effect.

After bidding farewell to The Ancient One, Lin Feng leaped into the air and flew toward Tony Stark's villa.

Having solved this troublesome problem of his own.

It was time to solve Susan's problem.

Tony happened to be at his villa.

He welcomed Lin Feng's arrival.

"Lin? You're back?" Tony sat in the living room, watching Lin Feng descend from the sky and walk inside.

Lin Feng did not stand on ceremony. He sat directly on the sofa, picked up the glass in front of him, and poured himself more than half a glass.

Before leaving for DC, he had told Tony Stark that he would be away for a few days, though he had not said where he was going.

After finishing a drink, Lin Feng let out a long breath.

He noticed that Tony's reactor had changed somewhat.

Its light source was triangular.

"You made it?" Lin Feng pointed at the reactor on Tony's chest and smiled. "Congratulations!"

Tony looked as though it were only natural. "Of course I made it. Who do you think I am?"

"Genius inventor Tony Stark!"

Tony continued, "I can probably guess why you came looking for me..."

"It's because of Susan, right?"

That was the second tactical lean-back of the day.

Lin Feng could not help rolling his eyes.

Why did everyone know what he was planning to do?

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly. "Susan is still at home crying her eyes out."

"I've been following it too," Tony said, some hesitation visible on his face.

"Stark Industries has already started its PR response."

"I should have dealt with it the moment the incident happened, but, Lin..."

"You may not know this, but I've been a little busy lately."

"It's that..." Tony gestured vaguely in the air with both hands.

"A big guy insisted on having a mech battle with me, um..."

"So..."

Lin Feng interrupted Tony and nodded. "I know, Tony."

"I'm not blaming you."

Tony's situation had already made the news. Ivan Vanko and Hammer Industries had copied his armor.

However, Ivan Vanko had never sincerely intended to cooperate with Hammer Industries from start to finish.

He controlled a large number of armored drones, chasing Tony through a sky full of sparks.

It was the plot of Iron Man 2, which had happened just these past few days.

So Tony had been unable to attend to many things.

Tony nodded, relieved.

He had said all that because he was afraid Lin Feng would blame him for not stepping in to stop the rumors.

Tony Stark truly had been busy as hell these past few days.

Developing the new reactor.

And Ivan Vanko's scheme.

Had left Tony overwhelmed.

"You'll see the results of the PR response very soon," Tony continued.

"JARVIS has identified all the main people spreading the rumors."

"I believe the United States authorities will lock every last one of them in a little black room tomorrow."

"What about you? As Superman, do you want to make a public statement?"

Half the rumors involved Tony Stark, while the other half implicated Superman.

Lin Feng nodded. As Superman, he naturally had to step forward.

Even if Susan were not his girlfriend, he would still speak up to clear an innocent person's name.

"That's why I came to find you."

"I think merely explaining the incident may not be convincing enough."

"Then what do you mean?"

Lin Feng's words puzzled Tony.

"I want you and me to make a video and post it on the forums..." Lin Feng explained.

"Oh, man, I never do that sort of thing!" Tony said, narrowing his eyes speechlessly.

"It's beneath my status, you understand?" Tony refused.

"I mean, it's too low-class..."

After being refused, Lin Feng said nothing. He merely stared at Tony's reactor and asked.

"Was the tea good...?"

That single sentence left Tony speechless, the corner of his eye twitching.

He understood the implication behind Lin Feng's words.

I gave you tea to cure your poisoning and information to create a new element.

And now you're telling me you don't want to make a video with me?

"Fine, fine, Lin. You're an exception," Tony said helplessly, raising his hands in surrender.

"Just this once, only this once!" He held up one finger.

Lin Feng smiled in satisfaction. "No problem!"

The two happily worked out the video's contents, with JARVIS handling the filming.

The process lasted roughly an hour.

Tony kept saying he did not look handsome enough on camera, resulting in two retakes.

By the time everything was over, it was already the middle of the night.

Lin Feng did not go home, nor did he stay overnight at Tony's villa.

Ever since getting his own villa.

Lin Feng had become somewhat unwilling to stay in other people's homes.

It gave him an inexplicably strange feeling.

And as long as there was sunlight.

Even if Lin Feng went several days and nights without sleep, he would not feel tired.

Time quickly came to the next day.

Early that morning, Stark Industries' public relations department stepped in.

One lawyer's letter and statement after another spread across all the major forums.

They listed in detail the key figures behind the spread of the rumors.

Even the information and photos of those key figures were released after being censored.

They also declared that responsibility would be pursued to the end.

This left the spectators utterly confused.

In the past, even when Tony Stark had celebrity gossip surrounding him, he would disdain explaining himself.

It was rare for his PR department to step in, though the scale of these rumors was indeed rather large.

Some sharp-eyed netizens had already realized there was more to the matter.

The subject of the incident, Susan Carter, might have a background they did not know about...

Under the attention of countless netizens.

Several main culprits who had accepted money were quickly arrested.

There was even footage from the scene.

John was arrested on the spot at BBC Radio.

He screamed in terror as he was mercilessly dragged into a police car.

Flora did not escape unscathed either.

Her face was filled with confusion and disbelief.

Neither of them had appeared even once during this rumor-spreading incident.

Even when hiring paid posters, Flora had cautiously had John use Bitcoin for the transactions.

Why had officers come to their door so quickly? She could not understand it.

John was still shouting that he wanted to make a phone call.

He desperately hoped his uncle could save him.

Yet what he could not see was.

His uncle stood not far away, watching him being taken away with a grim expression and without saying a word.

He did not know that his uncle had already received word.

This time, Stark Industries had put enormous pressure on the New York authorities.

This was simply not something a radio station boss could resolve.