Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

The power armor on Astartes looks simple but is actually quite perplexing.

Simplicity lies in its construction.

In Tony's understanding, it was impossible for a human to move such heavy armor unless it contained an extremely sophisticated combination of technologies and an energy source.

Tony considers himself the world's most outstanding genius, and so far, developing such equipment would likely take a considerable amount of time.

Not to mention that the materials used in the armor itself were problematic.

What kind of metal material can easily withstand the impact of an energy beam that can penetrate a building?

The outer shell shows no signs of damage, and the impact of the kinetic energy from the attack is completely invisible.

That's absolutely outrageous.

The US government was looking in the wrong direction from the very beginning when it tried to find those people.

Tony, instead of navigating these complex issues, went straight to the heart of the matter.

No matter how exaggerated the equipment, materials, or technological level are, as long as it is confirmed that technology is involved, it indicates a problem.

There is someone or an organization supporting it.

Does it cost money to build such an extraordinary army of over a thousand people, along with all this equipment?

In modern society, everything requires money to purchase.

These expenses are enormous.

A simple calculation will show that not every organization can afford to support it.

Every expense leaves a trace.

As long as we grasp this clue, we can follow the trail to find where those people live.

Tony was very excited and told Jarvis his arguments.

Jarvis praised it highly.

“A brilliant idea, sir, you are a genius.”

After praising him, Jarvis asked a question.

"Sir, even if we find them, what do you intend to do?"

"Of course, we got those technologies from them. Jarvis, you should know that the armor materials and weapon technology were far ahead of today's technology."

Tony answered without hesitation.

Then Jarvis asked another question that left Tony speechless.

"So, what method do you intend to use to obtain these technologies from them, sir?"

"what?"

Tony was stunned.

Yes, how did he obtain it?

His initial thought was simply to find the other party and acquire the technologies that interested him greatly, in order to realize his earlier flash of inspiration.

But he didn't consider whether the other party was willing to give it to him.

Buy it with money?

If they have the financial resources to support an army of a thousand men, why would they lack money?

technology?

What technology?

Stark Industries does indeed possess many core technologies, which are the foundation of its wealth accumulation.

But would they even be interested?

Tony fell into deep thought.

..........

Matthew was unaware that the future Iron Man was currently facing a major headache, as he had not trained that day.

Instead, they went to Chicago.

Chicago is undoubtedly one of the most well-known major cities in the United States.

The reason for its popularity comes from many sources.

For example, the crime rate remains high, and many sports or entertainment superstars have emerged.

This time Matthew was able to go to Chicago.

It was because he detected the presence of demonic energy in the city.

Matthew had an unusual interest in demons.

Especially powerful demons.

There are many supernatural events on Earth, and many of them are related to demons, but those demons are all small Karami.

These demons aren't interested at all; the mages of Kamar-Taj can handle them.

Only demons of higher rank can catch Matthew's eye.

He's only lit up a few of the Devil Fruit illustrations; high-quality Devil Souls are too rare.

Now that he had finally found one, Matthew decisively abandoned his training today and came to Chicago.

A series of very serious murders have occurred in Chicago in the past two days.

A large number of innocent people were suddenly attacked without warning, and the death toll skyrocketed, even though Chicago's crime rate has always been high.

The incident itself did not attract the attention of the police.

In particular, the crime scenes spanned several different areas, which were very far apart, so much so that the police did not initially group the cases together.

It wasn't until the appearance of one person that the police realized these cases were unusual.

Chapter 177 Witnessing the Birth of a Witch (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

a woman.

Margaret White, 47, is a very ordinary unemployed woman.

There is a 16-year-old daughter who attends Evan Union High School, a private school in Chicago.

After their investigation, the police were surprised to find that a woman named Margaret had appeared at the scenes of all the murders.

It could be someone among the bystanders, or someone who had been in the vicinity of the scene.

One or two times might be a coincidence, but it's very unusual for it to happen more than ten times in a row, spanning multiple regions.

This astonishing discovery immediately drew the attention of the police.

What troubled them was that these murderers were all different people from various professions, including homeless people, doctors, bank employees, and so on.

The different perpetrators initially led the police to underestimate the situation.

The Chicago Police Department then formed a joint investigation team to investigate this bizarre case.

But when the agents of the joint homicide investigation team went to Margaret's house to find the key person, Margaret, something terrible happened.

Margaret lived in Morgan Park in southwest Chicago.

Located 20 miles from the city center, this area is home to a large number of conservative white Irish and German residents, and has numerous evangelical churches.

Large areas of old, detached bungalows and small detached houses, small in size and with extremely low rent.

The neighborhood is closed off and people don't like to socialize, making the whole area feel very oppressive.

Margaret's house is an old two-story detached apartment building built in the 1950s with a small yard. It is surrounded by low old houses and the streets are quiet and secluded, far from the commercial area.

The five investigators set off in the afternoon and arrived at Margaret's house at 7 p.m.

The sky had darkened.

Apart from the lights from the houses and streetlights, the surrounding streets were almost deserted, with hardly any pedestrians in sight.

But when the five detectives, four men and one woman, drove up to the house and got out of the car...

The group immediately realized something was wrong.

It was so quiet that it couldn't even be called quiet; it was more like deathly stillness.

There wasn't a single sound in the entire area—no ordinary cat meows, dog barks, insect chirps, television broadcasts, or any other noise.

The deathly silence was chilling.

Just as the only female agent was about to turn to her colleague and say something,

Her pupils suddenly dilated slightly, because she realized that her companions were staring at her with extremely indifferent eyes.

That cold gaze was like looking at a dead person.

It sent chills down the spine of the female detective.

She looked nervous, her right hand unconsciously resting on the holster, ready to draw her gun at any moment, her lips trembling slightly as she spoke.

"Robert, Stan, are you alright?"

However, there was still no response.

The same icy gaze remained, and the four male agents turned around, subtly surrounding her.

As I turned around, the streetlights on the distant road, which had been brightly lit, suddenly dimmed with a few loud "bangs".

Even the lights in those houses were all turned off.

She was left alone, with only two streetlights providing a little light, instantly making the scene terrifying and horrifying.

"Hey guys."

The female detective swallowed hard, immediately sensing something was wrong. She shouted, then mustered her courage, reached out and pushed aside the male detective in front of her, and ran out of the encirclement.

He picked up his phone and was about to make a call.

But all she got in response to her calls was static.

"What exactly happened?"

The female detective was somewhat confused and sensed danger. Coupled with these strange circumstances, she wanted to escape immediately.

But there were four companions with her here.

"Quick, hurry up, I've been resisting for too long."

Just as the female detective was at a loss, she suddenly heard a young girl's voice, broken and incomplete.

The female detective suddenly turned her head and scanned the area, but saw no one.

The female agent panicked completely.

Then she noticed that her four companions, who had been staring at her without moving, were now wearing twisted smiles.

“You can’t escape, Kimberly.”

"You're going to die."

"We will take out your heart, and you will witness the birth of a witch."

The voice coming from his mouth was hoarse and terrifying.

Kimberly's heart was pounding. She wanted to run, but a nameless fear crept over her as she realized her legs were out of her control.

She couldn't move at all.

He could only watch in despair as his companions, who seemed to be possessed by demons, walked towards him with terrifying smiles.

Rumble!!

Just as Kimberly was in despair, a terrifying clap of thunder suddenly shattered the night sky.

The thunderclap was like a bell tolling for courage, giving Kimberly courage and dispelling her fear.