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The most difficult part has been completed by Dr. Ethan, so it will not be difficult to speed up Stark's recovery.

Driving the car and taking the two of them to his temporary camp, Alvin lit a bonfire, found a big pot, and made a pot of noodles. Well, everything was carried by Alvin himself. How could a dark professional not have a space backpack with dozens of slots?

Alvin and Dr. Ethan, the noodles are just luncheon meat, and they taste delicious. Stark is miserable. His body should be fine. Under the influence of the corpse-eating vine, his wounds have been closed. But Alvin, who was worried, still only gave him a bowl, which looked like rotten noodles that had been chewed over and over again. Who told you that your intestines were broken?

Stark took a fork and mashed the rotten noodles in his hands. Watching Alvin and Dr. Ethan eat. He sighed in despair, he made a big fool of himself today.

Alvin raised his eyes and saw Stark's expression, and said funnyly: "Man, you have to be happy. There are a few people like you who can survive in this situation."

Stark glanced at Alvin angrily and said, "If it were you, what would you do if you were in my situation?"

Alvin listened, thought for a while, and said seriously: "If I were you, I would first thank my savior, and then use extremely tempting conditions to ask my savior not to use my new nickname. Say it. Haha”

Dr. Ethan ate noodles and watched Alvin and Stark bickering, feeling very amused. Stark is not a good-tempered guy. Dr. Ethan has met Stark on many different occasions before. I have never seen him talking to people like this before, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes downcast.

Stark was very angry, and instead of talking, he just shoveled the noodles into his mouth. He was indeed a little hungry.

Alvin finished the last noodle in the bowl, looked at Dr. Ethan with a smile, and said, "Dr. Ethan, this matter is over, you are going to do something later."

Dr. Ethan, after listening to Alvin's words, hugged the noodles, a little dazed, and his eyes began to lose focus. Without answering Alvin's question, he just murmured: "Yes, where should I go?"

Alvin saw that his expression was not good, so he patted his shoulder with concern and asked: "Dr. Ethan, what's wrong with you?"

Dr. Ethan looked at Alvin and said: "I have no place I want to go for the time being. All my family members were killed by terrorists. Maybe I should go back to my hometown in Switzerland first and see if I can find a teaching job."

Alvin was excited. Why should he find a job? Come to a community school.

Alvin said tentatively: "Maybe you can come to my community school and you can become the school's science teacher. If you are willing, it is best to hold the position of school doctor concurrently. Of course I can give you two salaries."

"Don't listen to him, buddy Ethan. When you go back, you can come to my Stark Group. I will prepare an independent laboratory for you in the Stark Tower, where you can fully develop your talents. , instead of going to a community school to be a teacher," Stark interjected.

Alvin glanced at Stark with a knife-like look and said, "Maybe we should discuss the light bulb on Mr. Stark's chest. I'm curious, Dr. Ethan, how did he live when he didn't have this light bulb?" "Come down"

Dr. Ethan finally understood why Stark didn't want Alvin to save him so early. Although it was more risky, it probably wouldn't be worse than now.

Dr. Ethan was a simple and honest man. He just smiled and said nothing. He just sat there and watched Stark and Alvin bickering with each other.

Stark looked at Dr. Ethan nervously and saw that he had not exposed his bottom. He breathed a sigh of relief, glared at Alvin, and said, "Let me tell you, you won't understand. A bastard who doesn't even know what college is like, what can you know?"

Alvin smiled, looked at Stark's arrogant look, and said, "Yes, I didn't go to college, man, but I will never live with a car battery. That thing is not light." After that, he said Glancing at Stark's chest, he said, "In comparison, the light bulb you have now is much better."

Stark was stunned for a moment, glanced at Dr. Ethan, who was also a little surprised, and shouted: "You bastard, you are actually spying on me. I'm going to beat you up. Just wait, Alvin, wait until my injury is healed, I will I’m going to beat you up, one on one, using your Hell’s Kitchen rules. If you lose, I promise you will never tell anyone about me.”

Alvin looked at Stark like a fool and said, "Man, what do you think, do you think life is not exciting enough?"

As he said that, seeing Stark's furious look, Alvin felt that he could no longer provoke him. It would be terrible if something happened, or he regretted not donating money, so he said: "If there is a caring person, "People, build a teaching building for our community school. Do you think as the principal, you should keep a little secret from this kind person?"

Stark didn't have much dissatisfaction with this kind of extortion. To be honest, Stark enjoyed bickering with Alvin. Occasionally gaining the upper hand can make you happy for a long time. Besides, all the money Alvin wants is used to build the school, so there is no problem.

Stark quickly stretched out a hand, shook Alvin's hand, and said: "Deal, man, there is not enough time this year. Next year you will be able to see the most modern teaching building appear in your, uh our school"

Alvin shook hands with Stark, and then said: "Man, tell me, what happened to you this time that made you so miserable? Is the American military a waste?"

As soon as the topic came up, Stark fell silent and thought for a long time. He didn't say anything else, but stared at the fire in front of him.

"I decided to shut down the weapons design and manufacturing department of the Stark Group," Stark said deeply.

Dr. Ethan, who was watching the excitement, saw Stark's sudden decision and said in confusion: "Why is the weapons design and manufacturing department the pillar project of your Stark Group? If you make this decision, your board of directors will explode. .”

Stark covered his head with his hands and said: "I always thought that the weapons I designed were used by the American military to fight against terrorists. In fact, terrorists are also using them. The weapons produced by Stark Group Weapons. Then I design and produce those weapons, what am I doing? Bad people are using my weapons to hurt others, do you know what I think? I sometimes feel like an executioner, and many people died because of me."

Alvin ignored Stark's madness and did not comfort him. This was a process of his own psychological transformation, and Stark had never been a determined person.

Instead, he stimulated Stark and said: "You take yourself too seriously, man. You can't attribute your crimes to weapons. Without you, bad guys can still get weapons and do bad things."

At this point, Alvin sighed and said, "Actually, bad guys can always obtain weapons more easily than good guys. This is not something that Stark can solve by closing a few factories."

Stark thought for a while and said: "Maybe you are right, but I have decided that I don't care how the bad guys get the weapons to do evil, at least it can't be from my hands."

Alvin looked at Stark and said seriously: "It's decided."

"It's decided," Stark said decisively.

Alvin nodded, took out his mobile phone, and called Fudge Nelson:

"Fudge, man, I'm Alvin, want to make a fortune?"

"Of course it's not illegal, but the premise is that you have a familiar stock manager."

"Yes, I have absolutely reliable inside information."

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