Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 128 The Third Uncle's Letter (7K views, please vote twice)
"I even think it's too slow."

Tony snorted, "That bastard took the nuclear fuel cell and the semi-finished Iron Man armor design blueprints that he stole from me, put them together, made an ugly metal can, then used it to scam military orders, and then attacked my factory."

After the first-generation machine was completed, Natasha and I went to retrieve the blueprints.

"I warned you before, you didn't do it yourself, did you?"

Wen Ming asked.

Tony felt a warmth in his heart at Wen Ming's concern: "Natasha used a sniper rifle at long range and blew up the nuclear fuel cell with one shot. He and his factory exploded on the spot."

"not bad."

Wen Ming nodded and said, "It's better to be cautious; his son is quite troublesome."

"You think I'm afraid of him?"

Tony scoffed, but Maria had already taken his hand: "Tony, you should say thank you!"

Tony paused, then turned his head away: "There's nothing to thank me for."

Noticing Tony's discomfort, Wen Ming changed the subject: "Howard, Bulma will soon be sending over her father's high-tech research tools. You might need to catch up on some lessons to adapt to the new technology."

Obadiah is just a minor character; as long as the technology is recovered, there's nothing to worry about.

"I hope I haven't fallen too far behind in my studies."

Howard grinned happily: "I failed with flying cars back then, but I never imagined they'd be used by civilians in her world."

"I believe you can definitely invent an even more powerful aircraft based on this."

After encouraging Howard, Wen Ming looked at Maria and asked, "Maria, I don't know what you do at S.H.I.E.L.D. What kind of job would you like to do here?"

Howard and Maria were the two founders of S.H.I.E.L.D. There is very little information about Maria, so Wen Ming didn't know what she did either.

"My main responsibility at S.H.I.E.L.D. is intelligence analysis. If you need me, I can help you with some related matters."

I see you have a recreation center here. How about a yoga instructor? I can also play the piano at the restaurant from time to time.”

Maria had clearly already decided what she was going to do, and Wen Ming immediately smiled happily: "That's great."

"Pepper, could you please help them with the paperwork? I'll have John resolve their immigration status as soon as possible."

Pepper immediately indicated that she understood, while Tony scoffed from the side, "Obadia's business is over, Pepper, you need to go back to Stark Industries."

Pepper shook her head and said, "I feel great here, much more comfortable than Stark Industries."

Tony was furious. He glared at Wen Ming, who was standing to the side, and asked, "What kind of magic did you cast?"

Wen Ming shrugged: "You should cherish Pepper."

He understood that Tony was implying that the previous agreement could be ended.

Maria saw through her son's thoughts and realized that Pepper was angry with him. Considering that her son and husband had the same personality, she couldn't help but shake her head.

It seems that Pepper is going to experience the same pain she went through.

It's just unknown whether Pepper can hold on until the end.

"I'm going back. I need to upgrade my Iron Man armor!"

Seeing Wen Ming teasing him, Tony immediately stood up and walked out.

Pepper remained motionless, showing no intention of following.

Tony was even angrier.

That damn Wen Ming, I'll flirt with his two female bodyguards later.

Tony had just stepped outside when he bumped into Malena, who was knocking on the door and coming in.

When Malena saw Tony, she raised her hand and greeted him, "Hi, Tony."

Seeing this beautiful married woman, especially one who had lost her former melancholy and gained a more confident and glamorous air, Tony's heart immediately began to flutter.

Wait, how come I didn't notice there was such a beautiful woman before?
"Hi, Malena, wanna grab a coffee?"

"Excuse me, I'd like to see Wen Ming. I have something to discuss with him."

Malena politely rejected Tony's advances, which made Tony's face even uglier.

Damn it, this Wen Ming must be under some kind of spell, otherwise how could so many beauties be revolving around him?

That must be the case!
I want to add this magic to my Iron Man armor too!

"I need to deal with the hotel work now; there's definitely a backlog from the weekend."

Pepper stood up with a dark expression when she saw Tony flirting with Malena again.

Maria was speechless at her son's reckless behavior; he was just like his father.

She glared at Howard, but Howard seemed indifferent.

Men, that's normal.

My son should be just like me.

After seeing Tony's family off, Malena approached Wen Ming and excitedly grabbed his arms: "I left Sicily and successfully made it to Hans using the goods you gave me."

Upon hearing that Malena had arrived in Hans, Wen Ming's eyes lit up: "Malena, you're amazing!"

Malena's face was clearly filled with excitement: "I have to thank you for this. You gave me the courage to leave that devilish town."

"Come, sit down and let's talk. How did you do that, and where did you go?"

Wenming asked Rebecca to get Marlena a cup of coffee.

Malena's pretty face flushed with excitement. After taking a sip of coffee, she couldn't wait to say, "A pair of stockings! I exchanged just one pair of stockings for a ticket to leave Sicily."

I met a pilot in a bar in the capital, and I bribed him with three pairs of stockings.

Then, on his return journey, he flew me to the capital of the Hans Kingdom.

"Four pairs of stockings?"

Although Wen Ming knew that stockings were a form of hard currency during World War II, he did not expect them to be so expensive.

Four pairs of stockings carried Malena from Sicily to the capital of Hans. If Mustache knew this, wouldn't he go crazy developing the stocking industry?
“You did a better job than I expected. I thought you would at most leave Sicily and go to your capital, but I didn’t expect you to arrive in the capital of Hans in just a few days. You are amazing!”

Wen Ming was generous with his praise, and Malena looked at Wen Ming with sparkling eyes: "If it weren't for the product you gave me, if it weren't for you giving me a way out, how could I have succeeded so smoothly?"

Several times when I encountered danger, I retreated, but instead of coming to find you, I went back in a different direction.

Looking at this intelligent wife who was gradually becoming more resolute, Wen Ming was genuinely happy for her: "No matter how much I give you, it definitely won't work if you don't change yourself. Where are you now?"

"I am staying in a hotel in the capital of Hans, and I am preparing to set off tomorrow for the salt cave in Mox village, which contains 250 tons of gold."

At this moment, Malena was full of hope for the future.

If I could get those 250 tons of gold back to Wen Ming, I would be able to escape the days of living in fear and live a peaceful life as Wen Ming's assistant.

"Be very careful. I'd rather not get the gold than not have you come back safely."

Wen Ming was also somewhat excited, but he knew very well that the more this was the case, the less reckless he should be: "The place you are in now is the core of the Hans Kingdom. You could be targeted at any time, so be careful in everything you do."

These are Kryptonian glasses. Wear them, and no one will be able to remember what you originally looked like.

"Okay, thank you."

Malena took the Kryptonian glasses from Wen Ming and put them on. Her stunning beauty immediately dropped several points, and she became a woman with only moderate attractiveness.

However, her stunning figure couldn't be hidden, but fortunately, she was wearing relatively loose clothing, so these issues weren't too serious.

Looking at her, Wen Ming looked forward to the day she would wear office attire and black stockings even more.

Such an attractive secretary must be properly trained!
"Go and take a rest. If you need help, I'll definitely come back as soon as possible."

All you need to do this time is find out if the salt cave exists. Once you've confirmed it, I'll arrange for John and the others to go with you to take it down.

Your safety is more important than anything else, you know that?

Wen Ming repeatedly gave her instructions, which warmed Malena's heart. She nodded repeatedly and then fluttered away from Wen Ming's office like a happy little butterfly.

Having escaped the clutches of the town's devilish men, Qiu Hua is now living a vibrant life of her own, a prospect Wen Ming is happy to see.

Come on, ball girl!

250 tons of gold is just the beginning!

There are even more treasures waiting for you to help me reclaim them!
……

At nine o'clock sharp, Wang Xi appeared in the office. After two days of rest, she was full of energy and ready to receive various invoices and plans from different departments.

Now, she's quite adept at it.

In her busy moments, she even had a spare moment to glance at Belinda's seat.

Why didn't you come?

Did you go out on something?

Just as she was busy, the intercom rang: "Wang Xi, tell Susie to come see me, and also prepare a cup of coffee for her."

"Okay, boss."

Wang Xi hung up the phone, called Susie, and then started making coffee.

Belinda used to do these jobs. Although she could cook, she wasn't good at it. At school, she usually drank instant coffee and didn't have much time to drink freshly ground coffee.

When the coffee was ready, she picked up the cup and knocked on Wen Ming's office door. When she went in, she saw Aunt Susie sitting opposite Wen Ming, smiling at her: "Thank you, Wang Xi."

"You're welcome."

Wang Xi keenly sensed that something was amiss in the atmosphere, because behind Wen Ming stood three bodyguards, not just one as usual.

As she closed the door and left, she faintly heard Susie's voice: "Wasn't this a bit unnecessary?"

She wanted to hear what Wen Ming had to say, but she heard nothing. She had no choice but to close the door and return to her workstation.

Payday is today, so I need to get all the preparations done.

By the way, how many employees are there in Building 2 now?

……

"I'm just more afraid of losing my life."

After hearing Wang Xi close the door and leave, Wen Ming looked at Lilith with a relaxed expression: "I'm very curious, why is a demon and vampire progenitor who has lived for thousands of years so keen on being my human resources manager?"

Lilith chuckled and said, "Can't I love my job?"

Wen Ming shook his head and said, "Stop joking. Tell me, are you also looking for some treasure left behind by my third uncle?"

"What treasure could he possibly have? An old tortoise."

Lilith scoffed: "If he had a treasure, wouldn't he have the money to take over the hotel next door?"

Wen Ming realized that Lilith was indeed very familiar with the Third Uncle, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It seems that, just as I guessed, they are not opposites.

At least not now.

Or perhaps, it's not on the surface.

So, is it that you can't go back, or that you don't want to go back?

Wen Ming got straight to the point, not intending to beat around the bush.

Lilith took out an envelope and handed it to Wen Ming: "What you want to know, Wen Fugui has already written in here."

"letter?"

Wen Ming reached out and took it, puzzled. "Why didn't he give it to me himself?"

Lilith picked up her coffee and smiled, "Guess!"

Wen Ming wanted to curse.

Do you want to guess?

……

The letter had an old-fashioned style. When Wenming opened it, there was a yellowed piece of paper inside.

To Wen Ming's surprise, the paper was written in small regular script using a brush.

The handwriting was strong and vigorous, but the content of the letter left Wen Ming speechless.

Lilith cannot die.

Damn, just six words?
Dare to write two more words?
No wonder they didn't give it to me directly; even if they had given it to me, I probably wouldn't have understood what it meant.

"So, this is the talisman my third uncle left for you?"

After confirming that there was nothing else in the letter, Wen Ming looked up at the composed Lilith.

Lilith nodded and said, "That's right."

"Anything else? Is there anything else you can tell me?"

Wen Ming immediately understood what the Third Master meant: Lilith was the final of the sixty-six seals that Lucifer needed to break to escape the prison of hell. If she didn't die, Lucifer couldn't get out, and the War of Apocalypse wouldn't happen.

In the storyline of "Supernatural," this ancient first demon was willing to be killed by the Wenceslas Twins in order to save Lucifer and break the seal.

Otherwise, the two of them would have had no chance to get close to Lilith at all.

Wen Ming thought he could get more information about the Third Uncle, but he ended up getting information that he already knew, which made him feel like he had been busy for nothing.

"That's all. That's all I can tell you. Knowing anything more will only hurt you."

Lilith put down her coffee and looked at Wen Ming: "So, what are you going to do with me?"

Wen Ming said without hesitation, "Go back to your world."

"Walter?"

Lilith looked at Wen Ming in surprise: "Wen Fugui asked you to protect me!"

"I didn't agree."

Wen Ming snorted, "He is him, and I am me. Why should I help him clean up his mess?"
Besides, I don't have that ability!

Who are Lilith's enemies?

The Wen family's two nemesis?

No! It's Lucifer!

Lucifer must kill Lilith to escape the seal.

They are angels!

The angels also waited for the war of apocalypse to begin, watching and even assisting the Wen family duo in mistakenly killing Lilith.

Lilith stared at Wen Ming in astonishment: "Aren't you human? How could you just stand by and watch a universe be destroyed?"

Wen Mingqi said, "It's the 'Supernatural' universe that's being destroyed, not my universe."

Lilith paused, feeling somewhat unable to keep up with the young man's train of thought.

How can you have no compassion at all?

However, she was no pushover either: "Lucifer can easily search my memories and find the metaverse."

With his strength, crossing the spatial rift to reach the metaverse would be effortless for him.

Wen Ming nodded in agreement: "I understand."

"You are not afraid?"

Lilith felt completely out of touch with this young man's way of thinking.

"Aren't there the Wen brothers?"
Moreover, Lucifer was ultimately just a child whom God did not love. God only loved himself. Well, even that God eventually died at the hands of the creatures he created, and at the hands of Lucifer's child.

What do I have to be afraid of?

Wen Ming was so single that Lilith almost collapsed: "That's just a TV series. We are real people. The Wen brothers, those two witchers, are long dead."

"died?"

Wen Mingyang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. Could these two brothers die at the same time?

I do not believe!

The devil is indeed the best at deceiving people.

He shrugged: "It's okay, someone will resurrect them soon."

Lilith was about to lose it: "You really think God favors those two brothers?"

"Anyway, I've never seen any male lead in a movie or TV series who dies and comes back to life like these two brothers."

Supernatural is a story about two brothers saving each other.

The younger brother died, and the older brother went to be resurrected.

The older brother died, and the younger brother was resurrected.

When the older brother is in trouble, the younger brother comes to the rescue.

The younger brother was trapped, and the older brother rescued him.

The main idea is simple: play the resurrection game whenever you feel like it, and save each other all the time.

To be honest, Wen Ming didn't want to get too involved with these two brothers, especially since this TV series featured various extraordinary powers.

Are Super Saiyans powerful?

That's incredibly impressive.

But in front of the archangel, they probably still wouldn't be enough.

This terrifying world is far more intense than Dragon Ball or Supergirl.

Because this world is not only about physical attacks, but also about various spells, magic, and mind control.

Even someone as powerful as Lucifer, the king of hell, can be forcibly controlled.

Don't underestimate the power of special effects just because this TV series has poor special effects.

That's only because angels and demons can only act in human form on Earth. If they were to descend in their true forms, it would be a huge problem.

This is also why Dean and Sam, the Wen family's duo, were designed as the perfect physical vessels for Lucifer and Michael.

Seeing that Wen Ming was unmoved by her words, Lilith grew impatient: "Name your terms."

"No, I don't make deals with demons. Who knows if you're as cunning as Crowley, the Crossroads Demon King, and might arbitrarily change the terms of the agreement?"

I can't outmaneuver you demons.

Wen Ming stared at Lilith, unmoved by her words, and said in an unquestionable tone, "If you have nothing else to say, then goodbye."

Lilith had lost all her composure. She gripped the table tightly, her anger flaring: "You're too arrogant. Do you know how Wen Fugui died?"

"How did you die?"

Wen Ming asked the question as he saw fit.

"He was arrogant. That old tortoise was cautious his whole life, but in the end, he arrogantly thought he could beat him..."

Lilith stopped herself abruptly before she could finish speaking.

Wen Ming stared intently at the other person, and the other person stared intently at him as well.

"You little brat, you actually provoked me, trying to make me reveal the cause of Wen Fugui's death."

The demon, who had lived for thousands of years, immediately realized that he had almost been tricked into revealing information by Wen Ming.

Wen Ming felt a little regretful, but that was all: "It's obvious that experience counts. No matter how smart I am, I can't outsmart the progenitor of vampires."

Lilith was clearly pleased with those words, and her anger subsided slightly: "There are some things that are not for you to know right now, so don't pry."

Wen Ming nodded. He could guess that Lilith wasn't lying, so he quickly changed the subject: "How much human blood have you drunk? Are you involved in the human trafficking business at the Wenxi Hotel? Have you laid a hand on any of my guests?"

Lilith looked at Wen Ming strangely: "I am a demon first and foremost, and the progenitor of vampires second only. I don't need to drink human blood."

Wen Ming nodded and said, "I think so too. How could the great progenitor of vampires still be drinking human blood?"

Lilith was even more pleased: "I'm not one of those low-level vampires."

"So, how many of your descendants are in my hotel? Tara, isn't one?"

Taking advantage of Lilith's good mood, Wen Ming asked another small question.

Lilith made no attempt to hide these small details: "Tara alone was incompetent; I've already killed her."

Wen Ming remained noncommittal.

Although a demon of Lilith's caliber wouldn't stoop to deceiving him, Wenming had his own judgment.

Seeing that Lilith was willing to talk more, Wen Ming naturally asked, "So, you can't kill me, right? And you can't control my mind, right?"

Lilith's eyes flashed: "You're much smarter than that old turtle Wen Fugui. It took him years to figure it out."

Wen Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just engaged in a barrage of linguistic exchanges in order to probe this very issue.

Lilith cannot kill herself or control her own mind, so does that mean that the time travelers cannot kill or control themselves either?
This is definitely the rule that makes Wen Ming happiest about the spatial rift.

However, we shouldn't get cocky.

Because demons are masters of deception.

Perhaps it's just because she's still recovering from her injury.

This rule still needs further testing.

No, I can't test it. I'll die if I test it even once!

After Wen Ming dismissed his suicidal thoughts, he was about to continue questioning the ancient demon, but the other party clearly didn't want to beat around the bush anymore: "You really don't care about me?"

Wen Ming leaned back in his chair, relaxing completely: "I believe the progenitor of vampires has the ability to protect himself. Your magic is second only to Lucifer. Is there anything in this world that can stump you?"

Wen Ming didn't understand why Lilith didn't willingly die for Lucifer like in the Supernatural movie. Perhaps it was because the real world and the movie universe were different, which led to this situation.

However, he also knew very well that this level of combat was beyond his reach.

He also didn't want to get involved in such matters.

Wouldn't it be better to just run a hotel peacefully?

Lilith was clearly desperate this time: "I'll grant you anything you want!"

Wen Ming looked at Lilith and shook his head firmly: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but your world is too terrifying. I don't know what will happen if I help you."

I don't even know if my third uncle's death has anything to do with your world.

Lilith had never felt so humiliated, but she knew that when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head: "All I can say is that as long as I stay within the Iron Hotel area, none of the demons can find me and I won't pose any danger to you."

"Let me confirm one thing first."

Wen Ming looked at Lilith: "Are you unable to go back, or are you going back every day?"

Lilith bit her lip: "I'll go back for one minute every two days."

Wen Ming immediately stood up: "Goodbye!"

Lilith panicked: "I've been doing this for 30 years and nothing's ever happened!"

Have you ever left the place?

"No, I've been hiding in a house in a small town and have never gone out."

Wen Ming was utterly speechless: "If it's only one minute each time, Lucifer's demons would probably have already locked onto your area of ​​activity and laid a trap for you."

Once you're ready for the War of Apocalypse, you'll be the first to be killed!

How could this ancient demon be so stupid?

Lilith's face turned deathly pale: "How is that possible? When I went back, I never sensed the presence of any other demons."

Besides, how could those low-level demons possibly kill me?

Wen Ming sat back in his chair and looked at Lilith as if she were a fool: "If I were Crowley, that cunning Crossroads Demon King, guess how I would look for you, the stumbling block to my becoming the new King of Hell?"
If I were one of those hypocritical angels, do you think I would use all sorts of magical artifacts to find out where you are?
You haven't forgotten that the angels are also waiting for the war of apocalypse to break out, have you?
There are many ways to kill you. For 30 years, you didn't even know to use this one minute to quickly leave the spot. Even if you didn't dare use magic to teleport, couldn't you at least cast a spell to block detection, then, like an ordinary person, restrain your magic and leave by car?"

Lilith stood there stunned, feeling humiliated, but these words also made her realize that she might really be a little out of her mind.

Thousands of years of pampered life had long since made her forget how to avoid these problems.

Thirty years of comfortable life had made her almost forget the dangers of that world.

She then said angrily, "It's all because of that old turtle Wen Fugui that I'm not allowed to go anywhere after I get back."

Wen Ming rubbed his temples: "Is this physical body your original form or something you're parasitizing?"

"Of course it's parasitic."

Lilith explained, “I change bodies every few years. After all, my power is too great for an ordinary body to withstand for long, unless there are particularly devout believers who completely give up their body and mind.”

"How did those people from the Black River Society discover you, the progenitor of vampires?" Wen Ming asked疑惑地.

"Your little fellow is right, I am indeed injured, so I need some souls to heal."

"When I asked one of my descendants to help me find someone who was dying, the descendant got greedy and drank the blood of someone from the Black River Sect, and then got captured."

Lilith looked somewhat embarrassed: "I killed that descendant, but my whereabouts were exposed. They probably weren't sure if I was at the Iron Hotel, so they kept trying to find me."

Wen Ming felt a headache coming on. This ancient demon and vampire progenitor who had lived for thousands of years was so unreliable: "You've never made so many mistakes in your work before!"

Lilith was even more embarrassed: "At that time, Wen Fugui was... sick, so..."

Wen Ming understood immediately upon hearing this.

The third uncle was definitely not sick at the time.

Wen Ming was silent for a moment, then interlaced his fingers and placed them under his chin, looking earnestly at Lilith: "Tell me, what will be the consequences if you never go back? And if I agree to let you stay at the Iron Hotel, what can you offer me?"

(End of this chapter)