Half a month passed quickly.
Nick Fury's promise to return had yet to materialize.
According to Tony, he had bundled up the Hydra intelligence and sent it straight to Black Braised Egg's inbox.
The man was probably staring at his riddled S.H.I.E.L.D. every day and saying "motherfucker" a hundred times.
But during this time...
Natasha had already led the girls in freeing more than two hundred Widows agents from their control.
The vast majority of those Widows were willing to join Leon's as-yet-unformed organization.
Fewer than ten Widows agents,
either exhausted in body and mind, or wishing to pursue futures of their own, chose to leave.
Leon also destroyed their files, as promised.
Still, perhaps within a few years, some of them would regret the decision they had made today.
Over on Tony's side, at Pepper's request, he had also started returning to the company to help out.
After all, the rollout of new energy really could not proceed without him.
Leon's greatest gains over the past half month, meanwhile, had been the growth of his strength and the completion of the upper-limit prediction experiment.
Two days earlier.
After finishing his sunbathing and returning home, Leon concluded the thrust test.
Tony looked at him like he was a monster again.
"Eight hundred and ninety thousand tons of force. In half a month, your strength has nearly doubled!"
Leon nodded calmly. "I can feel the rate of growth accelerating. It's a little like geometric progression."
"But over the past two days, I noticed that the difference between each increasingly larger boost has started shrinking."
"Perhaps that means I'm nearing my peak growth period."
"So what I want more is the upper-limit prediction result. Today's the last day, right?"
"It's time for the results. Give me five minutes!" Tony walked over