Marvel turns into Iron Man

In the early morning, the sun has risen, piercing the dawn night and illuminating every street in this city called New York.

Miss Stark finally dragged her sleepless body back to the warm and heavy bed in the penthouse apartment.

In the apartment hall, the glass panels smashed by the mechanical tentacles and the claw marks left on the ground have already been repaired by workers.

And she was wrapped in a quilt, looking at the rising sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze, and her mind gradually became empty.

Although, I did successfully sign a top physicist as a member of my think tank for investing in the future.

But on the other hand, I also spent a lot of money to appease this Dr. Olivia Octavius ​​who was a little horny.

She contracted her original technology laboratory, and at the same time bought her experimental team in Osborn Industry.

Although Stark Industries and Osborne Industries have formed a strategic alliance, the necessary transactions will not be omitted.

For this reason, she also dragged the management of the disaster management and control company out of their respective beds and stayed with her all night to carry out the liquidation work.

But these are probably the investments that should be made. At least, Miss Stark feels that the money she spends is worth it.

First of all, from the perspective of Dr. Olivia herself, she is indeed a genius scientist with quite advanced technology.

And all her encounters were just because she didn't meet a good investor who could see her value.

For this, Ms. Stark expressed considerable sympathy, and at the same time was willing to assume the position of this angel investor.

Of course, the main reason is that she has money - money is something that is earned for spending, isn't it.

On the other hand, Dr. Olivia is also Peter Parker's mentor and guide.

Judging from this level of relationship, Miss Stark will inevitably choose to help her, and will never stand idly by.

She gave the other party a drug for the Extremis virus, and at the same time prepared a sum of funds for the other party to use for research.

No one is more aware of the capabilities of GR-27 than she, the perfecter. If there is, it can only be the creator, Dr. Miles.

GR-27 can only suppress the ALS in Dr. Olivia's body, and at most it can only delay the effect of ALS.

In order to completely solve the problem of frostbite, Olivia needs a powerful treatment of the Extremis virus.

After these things were done, the sun was up when Miss Stark returned to Manhattan.

Strictly speaking, since the Extremis virus existed, she didn't need to sleep like an ordinary person.

The so-called rest is just for her to remind herself, to remind herself of her identity, that she is still a human being.

Of course, for a person of her stature, staying up and working all night is basically non-existent.

She has already left the management of the listed company, even if it is overnight, someone will do it for her, right?

But it is indeed early morning now, so she lay on the bed, suffering from long-lost insomnia.

But soon, Jarvis's voice broke this beautiful moment in the early morning.

"Miss, there is a problem that you need to deal with—"

"What's the matter, Jarvis, if it's not something too important, don't bother me."

Miss Stark was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and replied weakly.

She really felt a little tired, and the main reason was that too many things had happened recently.

From the emergence of the demon organization to disrupt the normal order in New York, to the admission of SHIELD to manage the order.

From the establishment of the disaster management and control company to the sudden appearance of the female doctor octopus, everything changed too quickly.

"Miss, it will be Thanksgiving soon, what are your plans—"

If Jarvis hadn't brought it up, I'm afraid Miss Stark hadn't noticed that it was already November.

It's fall... no, it's even approaching winter, and it's actually still a bit chilly here in New York.

Maybe it's because of the Extremis virus, maybe it's because the clothes he's wearing are really high-tech.

At least, Miss Stark did not notice the change of time due to the drop in temperature.

But thinking about it carefully, half a year has passed, and so many things happened that she couldn't turn around.

"You're right, it's almost Thanksgiving, how did we spend it in the past?"

Glancing at the time displayed on the electronic clock on the bedside table, Miss Stark slowly turned over.

"In the past, you usually invite a group of people to have a party at home, do you want me to contact them for you?"

Jarvis pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and asked her for advice.

It seems that as long as she nods, it will immediately call a large group of people to the penthouse to hold a party.

"As I said, we have to bid farewell to who we used to be and move on to a new life."

"So, this year's Thanksgiving, maybe we can change the gameplay..."

As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, but there was a playful smile on her face.

"I remember . . . Martin Lee's property is being auctioned off by the New York City government, right?"

"Yes, ma'am, it's on the NYC Illegal Asset Sale page."

"Help me buy that homeless shelter."

"The transaction is completed, miss, it is now your property."

"But I still want to ask, what did you use it for?"

Since ancient times, it has been a glorious tradition of the Stark family to buy first and ask later. It can be seen that Jarvis is also well versed in this way.

In other words - Miss Stark's net worth has reached the point where she doesn't care about money when she buys anything.

"It's no big deal, I'm just trying to project my image as a philanthropic entrepreneur."

"Or is it a means of tax avoidance through charitable activities and accounts for donations, miss?"

"Oh, Jarvis, you're getting smarter, my dear."

Judicial auction is a transaction allowed by the laws of many countries, and the court or the government handles non-performing assets by itself.

When Mr. Negative Martin Lee was arrested by S.H.I.E.L.D., all his assets were marked as non-performing assets.

The prisoners arrested by S.H.I.E.L.D. did not even need a court to make a judicial decision, and were directly imprisoned.

In contrast, the assets owned by Martin Lee fell directly into the hands of the city government of New York City without going through the court.

The money Jarvis paid for the Feast homeless shelter was debited from Miss Stark's personal account.

The staff of the New York City government's illegal asset sale website were immediately shocked when they saw the news.

Of course, I wasn't surprised by Miss Stark's identity, but how could there be such a big list so early.

Ms. Stark's investment in New York City is not small, and she has also purchased many facilities and places for the sale of illegal assets.

The main reason is that the price of these non-performing assets is lower than the market price, which can save a lot of money.

So, her identity is already a regular visitor to the staff of the illegal asset sale website in New York City.

What I have to say - she is one of those high-quality VIP customers with clean identities, transparent assets, and P.

The transaction was completed very quickly, and as soon as the money arrived, the shelter was transferred to Miss Stark's name.

Around 09:30 a.m., a black Audi stopped in front of the Feast homeless shelter.

"So, let me ditch my job and bring me here to do something—"

The woman in white who slowly got out of the car looked at the white light sign on the top of the shelter with a blank expression on her face.

"It's nothing, just bringing you over to meet a few people, after all...it's almost Thanksgiving."

Miss Stark, who changed into a dark green suit and skirt, smiled lightly and closed the car door casually.

Immediately afterwards, she took Dr. Olivia who accompanied her into this charity organization that originally belonged to Mr. Negative.

It was an old gym converted facility that was purchased by Martin Lee and converted into a homeless shelter.

The hardwood floor and the athlete posters on the walls reflect the various styles of the former gymnasium everywhere.

After entering the shelter, Miss Stark immediately felt the intense gaze from all directions.

Those tramps who looked relatively clean in worn-out clothes had a half-dead look on their faces.

Tall, short, fat and thin, men, women, young and old, some were lying on hard beds, and some were gathered together, but they all looked over.

In fact, the problem of homeless people in the United States is very serious, which has a lot to do with the belief that the interests of capitalist countries are paramount.

Here, many of these homeless people used to have decent jobs and complete families.

Until a sudden accident finally changed everything and changed the original life course of these people.

A veteran who has been on the battlefield, suffering from PTSD, a middle class bankrupt and hiding from debt, or a drug addict at the bottom of society.

The poor are getting poorer, and the rich are getting richer. For these people, they don't even have a place to live, and food and clothing have become the biggest problem.

Even if they want to work, there will be no place for them to work because they don't have a house.

This is a deformed logical loop system. Over time, they have no chance of turning over.

It can be seen that Martin Lee is very attentive to this charity, and they selectively help these poor people.

Provide them with food and shelter, medical care, and jobs for them to return to society.

Ms. Stark has nothing to comment on the behind-the-scenes Boss Mr. Negative of the Inner Demon Organization.

However, at least on the surface, this Mr. Li is not a pure terrorist.

The moment these two women, who were incompatible with this place no matter in appearance or clothing, entered here.

Immediately the eyes of all were drawn - but Miss Stark detected no malice in their gazes.

These people, they are not malicious, not even half angry, just like a group of ossified corpses.

Those staring gazes that revealed rigidity made Miss Stark shrink her neck instinctively.

She began to worry about whether it was really meaningful for her to buy the homeless shelter.

Miss Stark has also been on the battlefield, and she has felt the malice, hatred, or fear in the eyes of the enemy.

But these people, these homeless people who have been wandering for a long time, their eyes are too terrifying.

Miss Stark led Dr. Olivia into the center of the gymnasium with eyes like seeing a monster.

The moment she saw Peter Parker, the oppressive feeling brought by those eyes on her body was finally swept away.

The center of the gymnasium is naturally a huge basketball arena, which is full of beds and homeless people.

The places directly below the original seats were hollowed out and converted into a kitchen, exuding the smell of food.

Beside Peter Parker, who was helping in the kitchen, Miss Stark saw a couple of elderly people.

That was Benjamin Parker, and May Parker, Peter's uncle and aunt, the only two remaining of his family.

Miss Stark once had some interactions with Benjamin Parker, such as saving him from a gunpoint.

"Good morning, Peter—nice to meet you too, Mr. and Mrs. Parker."

Ignoring the astonished expression on Peter's face, Miss Stark went up to say hello to Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

"Oh, God, Miss Stark, Dr. Olivia, why are you here?!"

In front of him, the appearance of the two women overwhelmed Peter Parker's clever little mind.

Peter naturally remembered Dr. Olivia's crazy look when she appeared in Riker Island Prison.

But it was really hard for him to imagine why these two ladies appeared here.

Especially - in front of him, these two ladies showed a very familiar look.

"Go and have a good talk with him. He is your intern. You have to solve this matter yourself."

Miss Stark said, reaching out and pushing Dr. Olivia from her side to Peter Parker's direction.

"In fact, I'm working for this lady right now, and she gave me a big lab.

"But it's obvious that I'm the only one who can't function."

Looking at the students brought out by her own hands, Dr. Olivia showed a somewhat tangled expression on her face.

However, compared to the entanglement on Dr. Olivia's face, Miss Stark showed a smile.

"Long time no see, Mr. Benjamin, you look very energetic, how are you doing recently?"

"Hello, Miss Stark, we are very grateful for your help and teaching to this child Peter."

Benjamin Parker looked at the young woman in front of him with a very decent smile on his face.

"No, he's a very nice kid, worth my investment in him—"