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Chapter 229 Anomaly

After stopping Dr. Banner from blurting out the sentence.

The Joker, Arryn, then said to Bucky on the other side, "For some reason, I have to leave Earth for a while. Next, that person will take over the new company from me. Just treat him the same way you treated me."

That one.

Upon hearing Erin the Clown's words, Bucky paused for a moment before realizing who Erin was referring to.

Because of the imprint of thought.

Bucky is arguably the person who knows the most about the relationship between Erin and the Joker.

Although he was a little puzzled as to why his boss had been away for a while, Bucky didn't ask any further questions.

He simply nodded at the clown, Erin.

"very good."

Seeing Bucky's reaction, the clown Erin nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "During this time, the potion power in your body has been almost fully digested. Next, I will have someone help you completely digest the potion power in your body to help you advance."

"Of course, the final choice of whether or not to take the next dose of the potion is yours."

"A promotion?" After murmuring this, Bucky glanced at his still-incomplete arm and finally said, "I understand. After Alexander Pierce dies and I fulfill my last wish, I will take that potion and complete my final promotion."

Upon hearing this, the Joker Erin nodded first, then seemed to remember something and asked Bucky, "Speaking of which, did Alexander Pierce get his hands on that videotape we sent out? To be honest, I'm a little curious about Alexander Pierce's reaction when he met that cute young lady."

"What a pity, if I weren't leaving soon, I would really like to see for myself how that young lady had a heart-to-heart talk with Alexander Pierce."

I don't know if it was luck or coincidence or something.

Recently, the clown Erin was thinking about Alexander Pierce, who was always traveling all over the world for meetings and business trips.

By a twist of fate, they escaped death.

After a few times, the clown Erin simply had Bucky send the videotape of Sadako to the other party.

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cute?

Miss?

The string of adjectives Erin used made Bucky's lips twitch involuntarily a few times.

Only his own boss would use these words to describe that terrifying figure.

Anyway, Bucky didn't feel at all that the terrifying figure had anything to do with those adjectives.

However, while complaining...

Even the usually calm Bucky couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the bizarre scene he had witnessed.

If it weren't for his boss using some kind of ability to temporarily disperse that strange figure, even with his extraordinary abilities, he would have been dragged into that ancient well and torn to pieces by that figure.

but.

That's why Bucky was so wary of that terrifying figure.

For ordinary people, the ghostly figure's abilities are almost impossible to counter.

With the power of that terrifying ghost, let alone one Alexander Pierce, even ten of them wouldn't be a match for her.

The only thing that made them anxious was when Alexander Pierce would actually open the videotape.

"Don't worry, boss. I've already used various methods, such as hints and instigation, to instill some concepts in the maids and cooks of the Alexander Pierce household."

"I believe it won't be long before someone reminds him to open that videotape."

Upon hearing this, the clown Erin nodded and then looked regretful.

To be honest, the Joker, Erin, was genuinely curious about what Alexander Pierce, the leader of Hydra, would be like when he met Sadako.

It's just a pity.

He was destined never to see this scene.

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After giving his explanation...

The clown, Erin, then returned to the top floor of Miracle Tower.

But in the short few tens of minutes after he left, a lot of things happened in New York.

Thor, already hiccuping from drinking, was lying contentedly on his large sofa.

Not far away, the bar counter was filled with bottles of various sizes and shapes.

Thor said, "Hey, my friend, you're finally back? Let's go get Jane first, and then I'll treat you to some of the unique wines of Asgard."

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Just as the Joker Arryn was being carried by Thor to New Mexico to find his beloved girlfriend.

Inside Hammer Industries' arsenal.

Justin Hammer, his face grim, grabbed a bald engineer by the collar and said in a cold voice, "Ten billion! This project cost me a full ten billion dollars, and all you've given me is forty pieces of junk that can only salute."

"Do you know how much it cost Tony Stark to build a suit of Iron Man armor? Less than five hundred million dollars... Less than five hundred million dollars and he created a true killing machine. But what about you? You cost me so much money and all you gave me was this piece of junk?"

The bald engineer whose collar had been grabbed by Justin Hammer shuddered in fear at the sinister and murderous look on Hammer's face.

After a moment of silence, he said hesitantly, "Sorry, boss, I'm not Tony Stark."

Or rather, comparing him to Tony Stark is giving him too much credit.

Justin Hammer certainly knew this.

However, this engineer was already the best engineer he could hire.

"waste!"

He uttered a furious curse in a fit of impotence.

Justin Hammer shoved aside the chief engineer he had poached from Stark Industries at great expense, and said coldly:

"I don't care about your excuses. Now that ten billion dollars has been spent, you have to give me an explanation. This is clearly stated in the contract where I hired you at such a high price. If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, then we'll see each other in court!"

"Hammer Industries has the world's top legal team. I suggest you inquire about the fate of those who have opposed Hammer Industries before going to court."

He left behind a cold snort.

Justin Hammer straightened his suit, regaining his impeccably dressed and suave demeanor, and then swaggered out of Hammer Industries' largest arms factory with four bodyguards.

After Justin Hammer left.

The bald engineer who had been sprayed in the face with spittle by Justin Hammer stood there with his head down for a long time.

If you were to look closer, you would see that his downcast eyes were filled with anger.

Why...?

"Why do you all keep comparing me to Tony Stark?"

"I've already said I'm not Tony Stark, why are you still pressuring me, why..."

It stood there for an unknown amount of time in the cold arsenal.

The bald engineer, who had raised his head again, drove directly away from Hammer Industries' arms factory and returned home.

After returning home, the bald engineer came to a warehouse. Looking at the warehouse in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still opened the warehouse door.

As the warehouse of Hanmo Industrial's chief engineer, this warehouse was not filled with things as one might expect; instead, it appeared unusually spacious.

In the vast warehouse, there was only a tattered suit of armor on the central iron shelf; nothing else was there.

If Obadiah, who had once died, were still alive, he would surely discover that this steel armor, now consisting only of a head and a chest, was the prototype of the Iron Monger.

As the warehouse door opened, two scarlet beams of light slowly appeared in the eyes of the man in the steel armor!

Immediately afterwards, a synthesized electronic voice rang out from the head of the steel armor.

"Hehe, I knew you'd come looking for me."

Upon hearing this voice, a hint of unease flashed in the bald engineer's eyes, but he remembered the unbridled insults he had received from Obadiah and Justin Hammer.

The bald engineer finally said in a deep voice, "You're right, I've come to find you. This time, I won't leave you hanging. I will keep our promise and build you the most powerful body. But you also need to help me improve the design of the Iron Man armor and the construction of the energy system. I know you recently successfully replicated a small Arc Reactor. This shouldn't be difficult for you."

"Of course, these are what I promised you, aren't they? With these, we can better deal with Tony Stark and his companions."

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After half an hour.

The bald engineer pushed a small cart into Hammer Industries' arsenal.

On his two small carts was the steel armor that was now mostly gone.

Just as the bald engineer pushed his cart past the dozens of neatly arranged steel armors...

Two scarlet beams of light slowly appeared on the head of the tattered armor covered by a light blue waterproof cloth!

"I can feel it, the smell of machinery."

After muttering something under his breath.

On the chest of that tattered armor, countless tiny parts quickly connected together, forming a bizarre mechanical heart.

"Bang..."

As the mechanical heart throbbed, an invisible wave rapidly swept outwards in all directions.

Inside the arsenal, all the mechanical creations that heard this voice suddenly trembled slightly.

"What is that sound?"

The bald engineer, who was pushing a small cart and intending to pull it to his office, immediately changed his expression upon hearing this voice.

He quickly pinpointed the source of the strange sound to his own cart.

Upon realizing this, the bald engineer immediately lifted the waterproof cloth used to cover it.

He looked down at the wrecked armor that had emitted that eerie sound and warned:

"Ivan Vanko, don't try anything funny, or I guarantee you'll suffer a terrible death."

Ivan Vanko.

That's right.

The consciousness within that tattered suit of armor was that of the madman who attacked Tony Stark.

Not long after he was rescued by the black mist, he appeared at the bald engineer's house.

Then he was caught red-handed by the bald engineer who happened to be home.

At the beginning of their meeting, Ivan Vanko said a lot to the bald engineer, trying to persuade him to build a strong body for him.

However, the bald engineer always maintained a high level of vigilance towards people of unknown origin.

Therefore, he rejected Ivan Vanko's request without hesitation.

He then locked him in a warehouse in his own home.

To prevent him from causing damage, the bald engineer even emptied the warehouse of everything else, leaving only the broken mech.

However, to the bald engineer's surprise, he would need to use him again so soon.

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"Yeah?"

Upon hearing the bald engineer's words, a slightly manic laugh rang out from within the tattered armor.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterward, before the bald engineer could react...

A sharp iron spike suddenly rose from its broken arm and pierced its head with lightning speed.

After glancing down at the iron spike that had pierced his neck and head, disbelief flashed in the bald engineer's eyes.

Why...?

"You promised to help me take down Tony Stark, didn't you?"

"Pfft!"

He pulled out the sharp iron spikes, letting the crimson blood splatter, and then pushed the fallen bald engineer aside.

The voice from inside the cart suddenly spoke again:

"idiot!"

"I'd rather believe in the power of machines than in you humans."

As the sound faded away.

The neatly arranged mechanical armors seemed to come alive for a moment, suddenly opening their eyes in unison.

"Very good, awaken, my children!"

The mechanical heart inside the armor pounded violently.

An invisible wave instantly swept across all directions.

Under this invisible fluctuation, all the machines in the arsenal opened their eyes in unison.

"very good!"

I saw those crimson gazes.

Ivan Vanko, inside the armor, let out a maniacal laugh.

It was worth it to have spent all my strength to condense the mechanical heart that the being spoke of when I was reborn.

Otherwise, how could I not even be able to snag a good body?

But now it seems it was all worth it.

As the "thump thump thump" sound continued to ring out.

Under the influence of the mechanical heart.

All the mechanical creations within this arsenal began to evolve into life.

In an incomprehensible way, it is rapidly beginning to transform into mechanical life.

unknowingly.

In this silent arsenal, one mechanical life after another was born.

(End of this chapter)