Marvel's Cultivator

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(); "SHIELD" Weapons and Energy Research Department, Special Equipment and Weapons Research Institute, Laboratory No. [-] (Level [-])

Deputy Director Nick Foo communicated with the old man in a white coat.

He is the chief researcher of the Institute of Special Weapons. He has a morbid enthusiasm for new weapons, but he is also one of the most cutting-edge talents in the entire research department.

"Oh, my God! This is really art! Genius! Wizard! Fury, where did you find this drawing, I want to know the designer, I swear, he is a genius!" He held the iron can armor in his hand The drawing trembled with joy.

Fury looked at the crazy old man in front of him and said, "Dr. Carl Wisch, this should be drawn by Tony Stark, how about it? Can you make a corresponding prototype?"

"The blueprint design of this battle armor is very simple, and it is not difficult to make it with low technical content. However, I don't know what the energy source in the middle is. It can't be a battery." Wei Siqi tapped with the index finger of his right hand, thinking Could it be.

"We didn't find the relevant blueprints," Fury said.

Wisch thought for a while and said, "Maybe I can try to research it. The body can be finished in about four days."

"Okay, then I won't bother you doctor, I will have the blueprint sent over as soon as possible." Fury nodded and said.

"That would be great." Wisch picked up the drawing and looked at it again and again, and said happily.

"Goodbye, Doctor." Fury turned and left the laboratory.

Didi!The mobile phone in his waist suddenly rang, and Fury took out the mobile phone unexpectedly. Who called him at this time?

He glanced at the calling number and answered the call with a smile.

"Hi, Fury, it's me." Director Pierce's voice sounded happy on the phone.

Fury asked curiously, "Oh, Pierce, what's the matter?"

"Fury, I have two good news, which one do you want to hear first?" Pierce said happily.

"Both are good news, there is no difference, right?" Fury said a little funny.

"Well, the good news is that I will step down as director and become the minister of the World Security Council."

"Congratulations, Pierce." Fury said, he vaguely guessed the content of the next good news.

"Another piece of good news is that I recommend you to take over as director, and the above has already agreed, Fury, congratulations."

Fury said gratefully: "Thank you, Pierce."

"No, Fury, I believe in your ability, you will be an excellent director." Pierce said.

"I will, bye, Pierce."

"Goodbye."

Fury hung up the phone and walked to his office.

In the director's office, Pierce was looking at the original design draft of the Mark [-] armor on the table.

"Stark, you are like your father, you can really surprise me a lot."

He picked up a secret phone, keyed in a string of numbers, and sent an email.

At night, the Stark Villa is quiet, and the sound of insects and waves around makes people feel relaxed.

At this time, Stark was sleeping soundly in the room, when a ghostly figure flashed around the villa, turned over the wall from the blind spot of the monitoring, without making any sound.

This person is Crossbones, who, under Pierce's order, sneaked into Stark's villa to steal information on a possible single-person power armor.

He walked to a window of the villa and found that the window was unlocked, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He looked around and compared the map in his mind. After confirming that there was no problem, he carefully opened the window.

Walking into the living room, there was no one there, and the whole villa was silent. Crossbones thought to himself: "This Stark is really big, it seems that the task can be easily completed."

He got up and walked carefully in the corridor of the villa, when suddenly his feet tripped over something, his crossbones broke out in cold sweat, and he rolled sideways on the ground to avoid falling.

He took a long breath and looked behind him, but there was nothing.

"Is it because I was too nervous? I almost fell to the ground." Crossbones thought in this way, and went to the laboratory more carefully.

The glass along the way was not locked. Although Crossbones felt a little uneasy, but since there was nothing abnormal, he could only move on.

"Is this rich man so relaxed?" Crossbones thought in disbelief.

After traveling for a while, he finally came to the laboratory, looked at the watch on his hand, and nearly 5 minutes had passed.

He cursed secretly in his heart: "Evil capitalist capitalists." He reached for the computer.

He sat in front of the computer and entered a series of possible passwords.

mistake!But to be expected.

Just when he failed to crack the password again and was thinking about another password, a voice suddenly said: "The password is the order of Stark in the alphabet."

"Oh! Thank you!" He subconsciously expressed his gratitude to the prompter.

"Huh?! No!" He yanked out the tactical dagger on his back, turned around and slashed behind him.

But the knife was tightly grasped, unable to move. He fixed his eyes and saw a young man with a Chinese face in pajamas, holding his knife tightly with two fingers of his left hand.

He subconsciously raised his right foot and kicked towards the young man's crotch, only to see the young man turned sideways, grabbing his hand and directly throwing it over his shoulder.

"Kick down the yin, young people don't talk about martial arts!"

Crossbones rolled on the ground, stood up, pulled out another dagger, and looked at the young man in front of him.

Then he slashed sharply, Liu Yuan grabbed his arm and pulled it, stepped forward with his feet and staggered another knife, and directly hit Crossbones' chest with his right elbow.

Unable to bear the force, the crossbone stepped back, and then Liu Yuan was hit with a left palm in the chest.

Crossbones let out a muffled grunt, flew more than three meters away, and fell to the ground.

"Why is this man so strong?!"

He slowed down, stood up again, and attacked Liu Yuan.

"Still fighting?" Liu Yuan frowned. In the next 3 minutes, he let Crossbones experience the 5000-year Chinese martial arts heritage.

"Oh! Ah! Stop hitting! Ah!"

Looking at the fainted Crossbones, Liu Yuan tied him tightly with a special rope, and then went back to his room to practice.

"Boss, I never knew you were so powerful." Happy said to Stark.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?!" Stark, who got up in the morning, looked at the crossbones tied into rice dumplings by Liu Yuan.

"If he doesn't say anything, what are you going to do?" Liu Yuan looked at the silent Crossbones and said to Stark.

"Sir, Mr. Coulson is here again." Jarvis said suddenly.

"Let him in!" Stark said angrily.

"You'd better explain it to me, Mr. Coulson."

Coulson looked at the crossbones on the ground in bewilderment, then at Happy and Stark, feeling a little headache.

Crossbones, what the hell are you doing here? !And he was beaten to the ground by Stark, a playboy.

"Let me inform the higher-ups." Coulson said helplessly.

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