Why is his holy light red?

The angel of light was flying at an extremely fast speed, and Mercury could see layers upon layers of sonic boom clouds all around him.

This is clearly flying at near-sonic speeds.

However, under the holy light, neither Mercury nor Bran suffered any impact.

Mercury watched with great envy, wondering when he would be able to have that ability. He had spent several years practicing just to make himself run faster.

In the blink of an eye, the city of Yaliu Tree disappeared into the distance. The Holy Angel carried the two across an unknown distance to a luxurious villa on the edge of a cliff.

As soon as they got close, more than a dozen machine gun emplacements appeared outside the villa, locking onto the three people in the sky.

But soon, these gun emplacements were withdrawn again.

"Angel of Holy Light? Come in."

The villa's main gate opened automatically, and then a giant platform, resembling a drone, flew out and hovered in front of the three people.

"Let's go, this is the home of the Iron Titans."

The angels of holy light were the first to step onto this drone platform.

Mercury exclaimed in surprise, "The house of that billionaire?"

Robert the Iron Titan is a verified superhero who has always had a good relationship with the Angel of Light. As a highly intelligent genius, he enjoys fighting crime while wearing his self-developed mechs, and his various inventions have made him one of the world's richest people.

Mercury was already excited. His dear father had finally seen the light. Wouldn't it have been better if he had introduced him to such a super-rich person earlier? He could have easily given him tens of millions. Mercury wouldn't have needed to resort to shady dealings to earn extra money.

The angel of light saw Mercury's eyes shining, but frowned and said, "You really are more interested in money. Robert is indeed very rich, but his greatest achievement is as a hero who saves mankind."

Mercury gave a polite smile. Regardless of what the Holy Light Angel said, as long as he could make a lot of money, that was all that mattered.

The three of them stood on the drone platform and were slowly transported into the villa.

Mercury was initially curious as to why there was such a formality; couldn't they just walk in by themselves?

Upon entering the villa, it was discovered that the magnificent hall was merely a facade. As the metal platform led into the interior, the hall resounded with the clicking of mechanical gears.

The floor tiles split open from the center to both sides, revealing a metal tunnel that leads straight into the mountainside.

The Iron Titan's true base was dug out inside a mountain.

The platform slowly descended with gravity, Mercury's vision filled with the ubiquitous robotic arms and drones along the way. Eerie blue indicator lights flickered among the staggered cabins, resembling a cyberpunk maze buried deep underground.

This made Mercury extremely envious.

When will I be able to own a villa like that? It must cost hundreds of millions.

The platform led through a long corridor to the deepest laboratory, where they met Robert, a billionaire who seemed like a complete geek.

Robert was standing in front of the control panel.

He had a slightly darker Latino complexion, wore ordinary work pants, and had messy hair. He looked completely different from the glamorous image in the news, and more like a mechanic who had just crawled out of a ditch in the auto repair shop.

Upon seeing the three, Robert's gaze lingered on Mercury's face for a moment, then he said in surprise, "You are... Al's son, Mercury? What's going on?"

Now it was Mercury's turn to be surprised.

"Mr. Robert, do you know me?"

Robert explained, "Your father interviewed me, and I've seen your family photo."

It took Mercury a second or two to realize that when Robert said "your father," he was referring to the war correspondent Al, not the angel of light standing before him.

Robert has a photographic memory, so it's not surprising that he recognized Mercury.

The angel of light tossed the small box containing the potion into Robert's hand and briefly explained what had just happened.

Robert immediately became excited: "A drug to activate superpowers? I've heard about these things before, but I didn't expect that immortality technology has already produced a finished product."

The Holy Angel nodded. "I will continue to investigate Eternal Life Technology. My intuition tells me that the attack on their industrial area is related to this drug."

Robert deftly removed the medicine from the box, placed it into an instrument, and typed in a series of commands. The medicine in the test tube was quickly extracted and divided into dozens of portions. Centrifugation, extraction, reaction, verification... the system began to operate automatically, analyzing the composition of the medicine with all its might.

Mercury watched all this with shining eyes. Compared to those superpowers with their excessive randomness, this achievement of human technology was far more amazing.

Robert was busy analyzing, but the Angel of Light called Bran aside.

"As for this lady, I need all the information you have."

Bran had remained silent ever since she was taken to heaven by the Holy Light. Upon hearing the angel's question, she only offered a bitter smile.

"Then you're bound to be disappointed. All I know is how dangerous this potion is. I got the information from a middleman called 'Camera' and bought it. If I had known it would involve big shots like you, I definitely wouldn't have touched it."

Bran spoke casually, but the Angel of Light said, "You know this drug is deadly. Moreover, you have already awakened your abilities, and the only use this drug has for you is to temporarily enhance your abilities, but the possibility of death is extremely high."

"Madam, you bought this medicine to risk your life, but who are you risking your life against? And who are you risking your life to protect?"

Bran looked up in surprise; she hadn't expected the angel of light to notice such a detail.

Mercury didn't react much, but Robert quietly walked up to Mercury, nudged him with his elbow, and whispered, "It's coming."

Mercury asked in confusion, "What's coming?"

Robert grinned mischievously and said, "We call this move the Angel's Smile. A magnetic voice, a magnificent face, a holy glow, touching the softest part of your heart, and finally, a divine smile. Tsk tsk, who can resist that?"

"I only know one thing: we choose to protect life because we understand its value. If someone is willing to sacrifice their life for something, it's mostly to protect something more precious than life itself. Ms. Bran, if you need help, please tell me the truth, and I hope I can help you."

Just as Robert said, a comforting smile from the angel of light brought tears to Bran's eyes.

If others said this, it might not make much difference, but when these words came from the mouth of the angel of holy light, it was as if God had descended to earth to grant a mortal's wish.

Bran, who was usually a strong, hard-hearted woman, now spoke in a hoarse voice, "My sister was tricked into participating in a drug experiment and never came back. I know where she disappeared, but I can't do it all by myself..."

Bran's voice choked with emotion, and the angel of light comforted him, saying, "That's precisely why I asked you for help, madam. I'm also investigating the issue of immortality technology, and I need your assistance."

Bran said excitedly, "I will tell you everything I know."

Robert sighed softly again, "Tsk tsk, another woman can't sleep at night thinking about the Holy Angel. I wonder how many people call his name in their dreams."

Mercury: ...

This super genius seems to be a bit cunning.

But that's not important. Mercury turned to the billionaire and said politely, "Mr. Robert, you heard what the Angel of Light said earlier. I almost went astray, but my family is indeed facing some difficulties. So, I wonder if you could teach me? I want to make a lot of money!"

Robert never expected Mercury to be so direct, but Mercury made no attempt to hide it, staring directly into the billionaire's eyes, his heart and soul filled with a desire to become rich overnight.

Robert asked curiously, "You want to make a lot of money, so how much money do you think is enough?"

Mercury said in the most sincere tone, "The world's richest man!"

Robert was speechless. These young people these days really dare to dream big.

Seeing Robert's somewhat disapproving expression, Mercury realized he had been setting his sights too high and could only lower his standards, saying, "Then I'll set a small goal for myself: to earn a hundred million in a year!"