Everyone had doubted Tony's words before, even openly mocked them. But after witnessing the changes in John, all their doubts vanished. Only one thought remained: they had to get their hands on the Water of Life!
The older congressmen in particular went completely wild. Before Tony could speak, they eagerly pleaded, "Mr. Tony, from today onward, we'll follow your every instruction. We'll do anything you ask. Please, give us a glass of the Water of Life!"
"That's right, Mr. Tony. We apologize for everything we did before. Please give us a glass of the Water of Life."
Everyone spoke excitedly, desperately pledging their allegiance, afraid that even a moment's hesitation would cost them their chance at the Water of Life.
Meanwhile, John had been lost in his own world, but the congressmen's voices pulled him out of it.
As he watched the frenzied crowd, the smile froze on John's face, and he found himself conflicted.
Should I still carry out the mission Hydra gave me?
If he had not received the Water of Life, he would certainly have cast Hydra's mission aside.
After all, nothing mattered more than regaining his youth. But he had already drunk the Water of Life, so its appeal had become largely irrelevant to him.
After thinking it over, he ultimately decided to continue with his mission.
Watching the frenzied crowd, John hurriedly coughed several times to draw their attention. "Everyone, calm down. The changes in my body are astonishing, but who knows whether there might be side effects?"
"Don't let Stark Industries deceive you!"
John kept explaining the dangers, trying to frighten them, but he had forgotten that human nature was greedy.
All anyone could see now was its astonishing ability to restore their youth. Who cared about side effects?
The prospect of regaining their