Two months later.
New York, Manhattan.
The morning sun shone on the newly completed Stark Industries headquarters building.
This building is located in a prime location in Manhattan.
Originally, this was the site of a certain building, but now the Stark brothers have transformed it into the world's most advanced technological fortress.
The building's exterior walls utilize the latest solar-absorbing coating.
This not only protects the employees from direct sunlight but also allows Luca to continuously absorb energy.
Top floor, co-CEO's office.
The level of luxury here surpasses even that of the Los Angeles headquarters.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer panoramic views of the entire city of New York.
The interior is covered with custom-made handmade carpets, and a few priceless sculptures are placed in the corners.
Luca leaned back comfortably in his chair, his legs crossed and propped up on the table.
Today he was wearing a gray shirt with the collar slightly open.
at this time.
He looked at the woman standing in front of the desk with great interest.
Jessica was a little nervous.
Today, she wore the black lace-trimmed business suit that Luca had requested yesterday.
The design of this outfit is absolutely outrageous.
Although on the surface it looks like a proper black pencil skirt business suit.
However, the neckline and hem of the skirt are adorned with subtle black lace, paired with tight black stockings and 10-centimeter high stilettos.
It perfectly accentuated her stunning figure, exuding ultimate allure.
As Jessica walked into Stark Tower that morning, she received countless admiring and drooling glances from male employees along the way.
But how to put it? She felt like a stripper on a red carpet, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
" Assistant Jones, you look beautiful today."
Luca took a sip of coffee, his gaze sweeping over Jessica with unbridled ferocity, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"This is the spirit that Stark Industries employees should have. You have excellent professionalism, and I've decided to give you a 20% raise this month."
Jessica took a deep breath, forced a stiff smile, and suppressed the urge to smash the folder in Luca's face.
"Thank you for the compliment, boss. It's what I should do."
That scumbag! That pervert!
Once Hydra's plan succeeds, I'll definitely gouge out your eyes and make kimchi from them!
"Very good, keep that attitude." Luca put down his coffee and waved casually.
"Now, go do me a favor. Master Wong just called and said he's hungry. Go buy him ten different flavored hamburgers, and remember to add double cheese and bacon."
Jessica was stunned.
"Ten hamburgers? Boss, isn't Master Wong a mystical sorcerer practicing in Kamar-Taj? He eats so much high-calorie food..."
"Mages are human too, they need to replenish their energy," Luca interrupted her.
"Besides, he's now our chief magic advisor, so it's your job to satisfy his appetite. Go on, don't keep him waiting."
Jessica gritted her teeth and could only turn around and walk out of the office in her high heels.
Seeing Jessica's frustrated figure, Luca couldn't help but chuckle softly.
When you're bored, it can be fun to treat the other person like a gofer.
Meanwhile, in a Manhattan apartment.
Wang, dressed in a suit, lay comfortably on the sofa.
The coffee table in front of him was covered with various empty takeout boxes.
From pizza to sushi, they have it all.
"Sizzle sizzle..."
A ring of golden sparks lit up in mid-air, and a miniature magical portal appeared out of thin air.
Wang Lian didn't even bother to get up; he simply reached through the portal and took a box of freshly baked donuts from the other end.
What's outrageous is that he even used a magic shield as a plate to hold the donuts, and then ate them while watching TV.
"This is life," Wang sighed contentedly.
"If the Ancient One knew how delicious the takeout was in New York, she would definitely have agreed to let me use the portal to get it."
Just then, the door to the room was kicked open.
Steve strode in.
He was carrying a sandbag, clearly having just returned from the training room.
Seeing Wang's depraved state, Steve was somewhat puzzled.
"Great, you've successfully made me laugh. You're using holy magic to deliver takeout?!"
"If I had this skill back in Brooklyn, I would have been the richest delivery driver in all of New York! I have to say, you're insulting your status."
Wang was stunned by the scolding, and almost dropped the donut in his mouth.
He quickly swallowed, wiped his mouth, and retorted in a serious tone.
" Captain Rogers, you don't understand. The essence of magic is the use of energy. Using a portal to pick up takeout not only saves time but also reduces carbon emissions; that's efficient use of magic."
"Bullshit!" Steve gave him the middle finger.
"You're just lazy! This body is thicker than the Hulk! One day you'll be so fat you won't be able to fit through a teleportation portal!"
Master Wong rolled his eyes and decided not to bother arguing with this foul-mouthed World War II veteran.
He continued eating his donuts, reveling in the corrupting influence of capitalism.
Oh, no, it was Stark who won him over with his sincerity.
2 PM.
The Stark Industries Building, with its super-large multi-functional conference hall on the first floor.
A press conference is being held here.
Those invited were all top medical experts, leading figures in biology, and wealthy individuals who spent money like water.
Luca Stark, as the head of the Life Sciences Division, stood center stage.
Behind him, a projection screen displayed an oral liquid reagent emitting a pale blue light.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Stark Industries Life Sciences press conference."
Luca smiled as his words were amplified through the microphone and carried throughout the arena.
"Today, I will introduce to you a civilian drug that has the potential to change human history— the Stark Miracle."
The medical experts and wealthy individuals in the audience held their breath, their eyes glued to the screen.
"This drug was developed based on our latest gene repair technology."
Luca then began to explain the effects of the drug.
Actually, this stuff is just some leftover scraps from the development of the Super Soldier Serum, after the essential components were removed.
"Of course, this product won't turn you into Superman, nor will it allow you to fly or teleport."
Luca spread his hands, his tone relaxed.
"However, it can cure more than 90% of the chronic diseases currently known to humankind."
"Whether it's severe cardiovascular disease, early-stage Alzheimer's, or the aging and degeneration of various organs, the Stark Miracle can repair at the cellular level."
"More importantly..."
Luca paused, his gaze sweeping over the fervent eyes of the wealthy men in the front row.
"Clinical trials have shown that a full course of Stark Miracle can restore the body's cellular activity to the state it was five years ago. In other words, it can make you five years younger."
boom!
The entire venue erupted in cheers!
The medical experts were shocked and stood up, recording the data.
Meanwhile, the wealthy men already had bloodshot eyes and were breathing rapidly.
Look five years younger!
For the wealthy who possess endless riches yet cannot stop the passage of life, this is a gift from God!
Let alone five years old, even if it were just one year old, they would be willing to give up their entire fortune to get it!
" Mr. Stark! When will this drug be available?!"
"I'm willing to pay any price! Please reserve a course of treatment for me!"
The wealthy individuals have already started shouting without any regard for their image.
Seeing the frenzied crowd, Luca's smile grew even wider.
He gestured for everyone to be quiet.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the Stark Miracle's manufacturing process is extremely complex, and its production volume is very limited. Therefore, this is only the first generation of the product."
"As for the price... of course, such a miraculous drug is only sold to those who appreciate its value."
"The first batch of Stark Miracle will be sold through an invitation-only and auction system. The starting price is $500 million per course of treatment."
Five hundred million dollars!
The astronomical price left the medical experts present speechless.
But the wealthy didn't even blink; instead, they raised their hands even more frantically, as if afraid of missing out on a spot.
Faced with overwhelming technological advancements, money is truly just a string of numbers.
In a corner of the press conference venue.
Several unassuming men were watching Luca on the stage with sinister eyes.
They are representatives of the Osborn Group.
Osborn Group has been dedicated to the research and development of genetic engineering and biological weapons.
In the biopharmaceutical field, they have always regarded Stark Industries as their biggest competitor.
"Damn Stark..."
The leading representative gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath.
"They actually developed a gene repair drug of this caliber! If the Stark Miracle is mass-produced and available on a large scale, our market share will be squeezed!"
"Report this to Mr. Osborn. Norman Osborn immediately. We need to accelerate the development of the human enhancement drug; we absolutely cannot allow Stark Industries to monopolize the market!"
Undercurrents are quietly swirling in New York's business world.