Tony was quite capable, after all. After studying the spacecraft mass-marketed by the Wilson Group, he improved Helicarrier technology as well, achieving a breakthrough in high-speed space travel.
Although the ship he built looked like something out of the Shi'ar Empire—huge but slow—it was good enough that it worked. He was not picky.
He and the people at S.H.I.E.L.D. had also developed corresponding alien colonization technology. They had been lucky enough to find a habitable planet, and were now at the construction site, controlling unmanned armored suits to build houses with great enthusiasm.
It had to be said that Superheroes were still the protagonists of the world. They had brains, strength, and luck on their side. No matter when, they would never end up doing too badly.
"How should we mess with Steve, Sheriff?" The Adjutant was interested too. Faking a death again definitely would not work. Hadn't Tony seen through Howard's act? If it had only been Captain America or Bucky, they could have considered it.
But now their group also included clever little devils like Tony and Fury, so they could not casually try some simple plan. They needed something more sophisticated.
Thus, the Adjutant began sorting through the "just kidding" proposal, looking for a plan that could be carried out on an alien planet—one that would make Steve weep bitterly again without letting anyone else spot the flaw.
"Don't we already have a ready-made plan at hand?" As he spoke, Su Ming placed a hand on the cat beside him that was eating peaches. Dream of a Thousand Cats tilted its head in confusion, not knowing what he meant.
But the Adjutant, who had begun to grin wickedly, understood. One of the best ways to quietly isolate someone from a crowd was to make him dream.
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