Hellfire Manor.
Emma Frost stood with a group of club members on the open ground to the west, looking up at the sky.
This used to be a training ground.
Later, Chen Mo moved to half of the Hamburg Mining Area. The training ground was gone, and a large section of the wall was also gone.
Now, the last remaining open space on the north side of the manor has also been cleared.
One of the club members looked around and couldn't help but ask, " White Queen, what are we waiting for?"
Emma Frost remained expressionless.
"The boss said he's planning to move another small base here."
"Small base? How small?"
"Have no idea."
The man thought for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.
Since the boss himself said it was a small base, even if it's exaggerated, it couldn't possibly be bigger than the mine next door.
The next second, dark red smoke exploded in the sky above the manor.
Everyone looked up at the same time.
A steel base hundreds of meters long emerged from the smoke, with large amounts of seawater cascading down the damaged armor layers. Several Arctic fish with their eyes rolled back were even hanging on it.
The person who just spoke opened their mouth wide.
"This is called a small base?"
"Shut up, do you want to be chopped into pieces?!"
The Azazel clone next to him glanced at him.
"If the boss says it's small, then it's small."
That makes sense.
The man nodded immediately, "It was very small; I almost didn't see it."
Emma Frost is feeling very unwell right now.
She stared, her forehead covered in cold sweat, at the enormous building that was still dripping water.
Chen Mo, supporting the entire base with one hand, slowly emerged from the dark red smoke. He pressed his palm down, and his immense psychic power gathered.
Boom!
The steel plant was left abandoned on an empty lot.
The entire estate suddenly shook violently, and the windows of several nearby buildings shattered simultaneously. A section of the newly repaired wall collapsed again, and the ground was crushed and cracked in large areas.
Several club members nearly fell.
Chen Mo landed from mid-air and looked at his arrangement with satisfaction.
"Perfect, it fits perfectly."
Emma Frost looked at the garden, which was now only half-finished.
Where is it just right?
If you go a few meters further ahead, half of the main building of the manor would be crushed.
However, she knew very well that she couldn't say that.
Emma Frost walked up to Chen Mo and asked softly, "Boss, where's Xiao?"
"Dead."
Chen Mo raised his hand, and a ball of blackish-red substance emerged from his palm, with several dark gold lines lighting up within it.
"I've obtained his abilities and the data on his Supreme Class modifications. There are also quite a few researchers at the base. The living are yours, and the dead can be kept for now; their brains are still usable."
Emma Frost nodded.
"Yes, Master, I will tidy it up as soon as possible."
Chen Mo pointed to the base that was still leaking.
"Transfer all remaining data, experimental equipment, and culture chambers. I have saved the experimental results separately; please replicate the culture environment based on the data."
Emma Frost glanced at the mine next to her, then looked at the Arctic base in front of her.
One estate, two large experimental zones.
The Hellfire Club has now been completely transformed into a research base.
We might not have enough manpower.
"Then recruit them."
Chen Mo answered decisively, " Germany is in complete chaos right now, and what it has in abundance is unemployed researchers. Those willing to come will be given resources, and those unwilling will be replaced with those who are willing."
Emma Frost understood what he meant.
Chen Mo turned to look at the three clones behind him.
"You lot, if you have nothing better to do, go up to the sky and absorb some solar energy, and while you're at it, be a supervisor."
The clones nodded expressionlessly.
One of the clones glanced at the sky; the black and red matter on its body surface was already stirring, ready to take off at any moment and get up close to the stars in space.
Chen Mo gave one last instruction.
" Emma Frost, get to work. Report your progress to me daily. If you encounter any problems you can't handle, go directly to them."
"Understood, boss."
After explaining everything, Chen Mo stretched.
I've been playing quite a bit lately, and it's been tiring.
Spending half a day battling an Infinity energy-absorbing behemoth in extremely cold conditions was hardly a pleasant experience. It's time to go back for a vacation and relax a bit.
He raised his right hand and suddenly pulled it apart in mid-air.
With a ripping sound.
The dimensional rift was forcibly torn open, and a pitch-black crack slowly opened.
"Do a good job."
He turned to look at the crowd, "I hope this place won't have sunk into the ground by the time I come back next time."
The club members remained silent.
After Chen Mo entered the crevice, the person who had spoken earlier asked in a low voice, " White Queen, what should we do first?"
Emma Frost looked at the mess on the floor and took a deep breath.
"Let's fix the wall first; hopefully, it'll live a little longer this time."
The Marvel Universe.
Stark Tower, top-floor laboratory.
It was already 2 a. m.
Tony Stark, holding a warm cup of black coffee and sporting huge dark circles under his eyes, was frantically scrolling through data models on a holographic projection screen.
The trash can next to him was already full of empty coffee cups and broken circuit boards.
Working non-stop for 48 hours, his brain was protesting.
Just then, a dimensional rift suddenly opened behind him.
Chen Mo stepped out of the crack and landed steadily on the laboratory floor.
"Drop--!"
The laboratory's safety alarm had only been sounding for half a second when JARVIS quickly silenced it.
"Sir, Mr. Chen Mo is back."
"What?"
Tony's hand jerked violently, spilling half a cup of warm coffee directly onto his expensive silk pajama bottoms.
"Holy crap, it's hot!"
Tony jumped up.
He frantically patted his pants as he turned around and saw that familiar, infuriating face.
Upon seeing who it was, Tony's eyes lit up with surprise.
He grabbed a rag and wiped his legs, then immediately launched into a barrage of complaints.
You're still alive?
You sound disappointed.
"Of course not, I just thought you'd been abducted by aliens."
Tony wiped his coffee dry, his speech immediately quickening. "You've been gone for so long, no phone calls, no emails, and no spatial fluctuations. I used all of Stark Industries' satellites, and even borrowed a few that didn't belong to me."
Chen Mo walked to the wine cabinet and took out the unlabeled bottle of wine.
"Borrow?"
If the other party doesn't know, it doesn't count as stealing.
Tony followed him. "I even had JARVIS check global surveillance. You didn't leave a single hair behind. I was almost ready to put up a missing person ad."
What should be written in a missing person notice?
"Missing male, foul-mouthed, dangerous. Do not approach if spotted. Contact Tony Stark immediately to claim the reward."
Chen Mo poured himself a glass of wine.
Tony's expression immediately changed.
"Wait, that bottle is a limited edition."
That's why I drank it.
"I've treasured this for eight years!"
"You haven't been able to bear drinking it for eight years, which means it's not meant for you."
Chen Mo poured himself a full glass, leaned against the bar, and looked Tony up and down.
The old man's hair was like a bird's nest, and his signature goatee was a mess, making him look like a homeless man who had just gone bankrupt.
"Look at you, half-dead."
Chen Mo swirled the wine glass in his hand. "What, what kind of explosive junk are you hiding in your doghouse again?"
The laboratory fell silent for a moment.
Tony slowly put down his coffee.
"Scrap metal?"
"What, it contains aluminum?"
Tony threw down the rag in his hand and grinned smugly.
" Chen Mo, I have to say, your perspective is still stuck in the Stone Age."
He walked to the center of the laboratory, crossed his arms, and arrogantly raised his chin.
"During your absence, you unfortunately missed the greatest technological revolution of this century."
Tony raised his chin, his dark circles barely concealing the smugness on his face. "The great Tony Stark not only completely solved the energy bottleneck, but also completed an epic upgrade to the entire armor system."
Chen Mo looked at the empty laboratory.
"Um, so what about your epic-level upgraded armor?"
"Right here."
"Where?"
"In front of you."
Tony raised his hand and tapped the Arc Reactor on his chest.
Buzz!
A burst of intense golden light surged from the edge of the reactor, spreading rapidly along his chest.
Countless tiny metallic particles coalesced in the light, first covering the torso, then surging up the shoulders and arms. The red-gold armor plates took shape one after another, and the internal energy circuits lit up simultaneously.
In less than a breath, the gold and red armor had covered Tony's entire body.
The visor closed from both sides, and the eyes glowed white. A layer of dazzling golden energy flowed across the surface of the armor, and the propulsion structures on the back and limbs unfolded simultaneously.
Tony spread his arms wide, palms facing the ground.
"Portable armor, automatic damage repair, and instant energy weapon construction."
His smug voice came from beneath the mask.
Welcome back; you've arrived just in time for a new era to dawn.