I have a good impression of Marvel

Shaking his head and pushing aside the messy thoughts in his head, Leon continued:

"I think that during the battle in New York, the whole world saw our abilities. At the same time, it also became wary of us. After all, this is the first time such a team of superheroes has been formed."

"We still need to discuss many things in the long term. Find a time another day, let's gather all the team members, have a meeting, and then discuss it slowly."

"At the end of the day, this is a team..."

Hearing this, Stark took a deep look at Leon with his brown eyes, and suddenly showed a slight smile.

"You're right...but isn't Thor in Asgard? How do we contact him?"

"That's not a problem."

In a sense, Thor is not an Earthling. However, his powerful combat power makes other Avengers unable to ignore his existence.

"Thor told me that the reason why he wanted to take away the Cosmic Cube was to better protect it, and to repair the Rainbow Bridge so that Asgard could once again have a channel to the Nine Realms. Once the Rainbow Bridge is repaired, he should be able to travel between Earth and Asgard at will."

"Rainbow Bridge...Odin...Asgard..."

As he muttered these nouns, a look of yearning gradually appeared on Stark's face:

"I still can't believe that everything recorded in the Nordic fairy tale books is actually true..."

As a scientist, chasing the vast unknown world has always been his obsession.

Leon shrugged and took another sip of whiskey. "I'm not surprised. Before the Battle of New York, how many people would have thought that besides us, there are aliens in this world..."

"yes…"

At this time, Stark seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly sat up straight, looked at Leon, and said in a deep voice:

"Speaking of aliens, I was thinking about a question a few days ago. I feel that we must bear some responsibility for this war."

Hearing this, Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at Stark, "What do you mean?"

"These alien debris and objects are too dangerous. Once they fall into the wrong hands, the consequences will be a disaster."

"So, I'm going to make a deal with the government, join forces with them and form a company."

"A company?" Leon looked confused and couldn't help but muttered.

"That's right! A company that specializes in repairing and compensating property damage caused by our battles, as well as post-war cleanup. Of course, the most important thing is to recover all the alien objects scattered throughout New York."

"I've read the news. There is a bald congressman who is quite right." After a pause, Stark drank the whiskey in the glass and put the glass on the table with a "pop" sound.

"He said: We so-called superheroes must be responsible for the damage to the city. In a sense, he is not unreasonable..."

Seeing Stark's sudden low mood, Leon understood that the man in front of him still cared very much about the eyes and opinions of the world.

He just acted like he didn't care on the surface...

Thinking of this, Leon rolled his eyes and suddenly joked:

"Are you saying that the previous sentence is correct, or the next sentence is correct?"

"I've always felt that I've never been a superhero. At least, I don't have a cool steel suit like you that can fly around the world..."

Hearing Leon's words, Stark was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that Leon was trying to comfort himself by changing the subject.

Although the method was a bit euphemistic, Stark found it very useful.

Rather than others comforting themselves with very sensational words, he prefers to convey each other's care in a joking way...

At least, he received Leon's kindness.

"Hahaha... If you want, I can get you a steel suit. After all, your pitch-black battle suit is really not cool at all..."

"Please, I'm not you. I like to be in the limelight all day long. I still like to keep a low profile. However, I can consider the black steel suit."

Stark stood up, spread his hands, and looked like he was the only one who could do anything else. His tone was as unbeatable as ever:

"What can I say? Who told me that I am the face of the Avengers. If I am not cool, how can I be worthy of the name of the only superhero team in the world?"

In this regard, Lyon has only two words:

"Ha ha…"

After the joke, the two returned to the previous topic.

"To get closer to home, I think this company is a very good idea. We can't ensure that every battle will not cause damage to the surrounding environment. That is unrealistic."

Having said this, Leon couldn't help but pause, looked at Stark, and said in a deep voice:

"Well, let me help you and we can do this together."

Hearing this, Stark subconsciously wanted to refuse. Seeing the serious look on Leon's face, he couldn't help but slightly opened his lips, and abruptly changed the refusal that was on the verge of his lips to:

"Why not? It just so happens that your Nirvana Group can deal with these in terms of biological functions..."

"Chitauri." Leon reminded.

"Yes! Chitauri! By studying these Chitauri, at least we can know what they eat to make them look that ugly..."

Leon simply ignored his teasing and continued to add:

"We can also jointly build a research center to study the collected alien objects. We can study their body structure, study their weapons and aircraft..."

"In this case, even if they invade the earth again next time, we will have countermeasures, not as caught off guard as this time."

After listening to Leon's suggestion, Stark suddenly smiled, put his hands on his hips, and boasted:

"It seems that I made a very wise choice by calling you here today..."

Seeing this, Leon couldn't help but imitate someone and rolled his eyes.

Going round and round, it’s still the same narcissistic Tony Tony Stark…

At this moment, Leon seemed to have thought of something, looked puzzled, and asked aloud:

"By the way, where is Banner? Didn't you say that he has been hired? With him here, the research work will definitely make great progress."

"He should be adapting to the rhythm of an international metropolis now... Don't worry, I will let our Dr. Banner work freely in a stress-free environment."

After the two had finished talking about business, when Leon was about to leave, suddenly, Stark stopped him:

"By the way, what's the name of our company?"

Leon was stunned when he heard this, smiled involuntarily, turned around and replied:

"How about we call Damage Control?"