Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 670 The aftermath of self-destruction (fifth change at every turn)
Inner Earth.

City of Hope.

Caitlin's Coffee House.

After throwing a certain Ling Lingqi in a small alley in London, he took Debbie to the coffee shop where the whole family was mutants, except Caitlin was not a mutant.

After a hug with Reed's wife Caitlin.

Mark sat down on the seat by the window with an ugly expression.

Maggie.

Almost hit the road.

Obadiah Stein is a real fierce man, and it is not ambiguous at all to say that he blew himself up.

This is just great.

There will be international headlines tomorrow.

what?
Why doesn't Mark act impulsively as a hero who saves the world?

Stop it.

In that case, if Mark made a move, it would be Mark's fault.

What if Mark managed to save?
There will still be voices like the people on Earth 38 still accusing the women's supercar Kara of why she didn't show up earlier.

What if Mark didn't succeed in saving?

Don't even think about the consequences.

not to mention.

What can Mark do in such a short time?

Self-explosion in three seconds.

Mark is not a superhero, nor does he want to be.

Yes.

Mark chose to save himself.

guilty?
Not at all, and it wasn't him who blew himself up, but the Iron Overlord.

quite a while.

Debbie checked the information she had just left when she left, spread her hands and said to Mark, "Boss, the signal was cut off when it reached Bolivia."

Mark nods.

Are you still in Bolivia?

next second.

Mark said to Caitlin who was watching a certain soap opera in Dongguo, "Caitlin, thank you for the coffee, let's go first."

Caitlin waved her hands without looking back.

It is clear.

Caitlin is currently addicted to the short soap operas in Dongjiachangli and can't extricate herself.

Mark shook his head and drew out the portal leading to Bolivia, leading Debbie straight out.

The footsteps just stepped out.

Pluto's Nianli came out in response to the sound, and hastily opened a large net of Nianli to cover it all down.

Soon.

Mark opened his eyes.

really.

It was another mist released by Obadiah, and his breath was not captured by Mark.

But that's not the only place Mark was curious about.

Mark asked Debbie, "Debbie, what do you think you need to be able to remotely control a steel overlord like Obadiah Stan?"

"I have inquired about an encrypted satellite signal before."

"and then?"

"It's interrupted. There are many satellite signals that can realize encrypted communication. I'm not talking about one or two, but hundreds."

"Yes, but don't forget, Obadiah has business talent, but he is not a technical genius, and his computer skills are almost as good as mine to be honest."

"That's what it says on the data."

"That's it." Mark said as he led Debbie towards a destination in the air: "Someone must have provided Obadiah Stan with a satellite signal channel, right?"

"Boss."

"Ok?"

"Three years ago it may have been like this, but in the three years you have been away, a lot of things have changed. Last month, the San Francisco Life Foundation held a press conference to say that their first manned spacecraft has been successfully launched for a long-term mission. A year and a half of space science experiments."

"...Life Foundation?"

"Yes, and Reed Richards, who is known as a genius scientist, also announced that his laboratory has received a new injection of funds, and will conduct space operations within half a year at the latest."

"……what do you want to say?"

"I mean..." Debbie looked at Mark after landing somewhere in the mountains of Bolivia and said, "I mean, now you can rent a satellite for the encrypted communication you want for only two thousand dollars gone."

Mark was completely stunned.

If I remember correctly, when he took Debbie to look for the elixir of youth, the price of renting the Stark satellite was more than two thousand dollars.

But why?
He's only been away for three years.

Just three years.

Why is there a feeling that the world is changing too fast and he can't keep up with the rhythm?

quite a while.

Mark shook his head and directly blasted a Pluto's mind force on the iron gate built on the mountain wall.

Boom!

The iron gate was blasted open instantly.

The passage lights behind the iron gate flickered on and off, like a giant beast that opened its bloody mouth to devour everything...

Kaka!

Chacha!

Mark looked up and glanced at the lights that were exposed to the fire. The more he walked down the passage, the more Mark could smell the blood coming from the depths.

Soon.

Mark and Debbie stood on a guardrail, and below the guardrail was a space the size of a football field.

In the space the size of a football field, there are messy things that need to be used in large-scale construction.

"Where are the people here?" Debbie asked.

Mark pointed to an office at the end of the guardrail and said lightly, "It's all inside."

Debbie blinked and finally chose not to go in and push the door open.

Mark smiled.

He stopped because he felt that the inside was too bloody.

After all, there is still a girl here.

Mark scanned the space the size of a football field below and fell silent.

How many steel overlords can be built in such a large place?
four?

Fifteen?
Or a hundred?

Where have these steel overlords gone?

Haven't started building yet?

and also.

There is no difficulty in building an iron shell. The biggest difficulty is the small ark reactor that provides the power source for the iron shell.

Obadiah Stein is just a CEO, and he doesn't have an engineering degree from MIT.

Then the problem is coming.

Where is Obadiah Stein now?
at this time.

Debbie handed the mobile phone in front of Mark to Mark and said, "Boss, the live broadcast of Bergen City has come out."

Mark was taken aback.

Even the small Ark reactor exploded, and who dared to risk the radiation of palladium to go live?

Want money or die?
Mark took the phone and looked at the live broadcast of the helicopter and was stunned again.

This……

There seems to be something wrong with the crisis.

Mark thought five blocks would be destroyed in the end, but no.

even.

The self-explosion of the Iron Overlord means that the oval square in front of the Opera House self-exploded into a large pit with a diameter of 15 meters.

The rest of the?
Only the walls of the nearby buildings facing the opera house were damaged.

Is this over?

Is that the power of a small palladium element reactor?
I'm afraid you are not joking.

Even throwing a bomb of equivalent power into it would not have such a drop in power.

I'm afraid it's not fake news.

Mark thought and then looked at Debbie.

Debbie shrugged and said, "It's definitely a live broadcast, it shouldn't be an explosion of radioactive elements."

"How to be sure?"

"Look..." Debbie pointed to the outfits of the rescue team that appeared in the live broadcast and said, "If there were radioactive elements, they would have put on anti-radiation suits."

"What is that thing that Meow blew up?"

Mark wondered in his heart.

What can't be self-destructing is an oversized private custom-made battery, right?

(End of this chapter)