Reborn in Marvel, I am Iron Man's son?

Mark said with a sneer.

Killian knew he possessed powerful hacking skills, and this was clearly a precaution against him.

Mark didn't believe the other party had nothing to hide.

"It seems we need to intensify our surveillance of Killian."

Mark looked at the ten fly monitors he had just made and quickly came up with an idea.

Monitoring solely through the internet has its limitations, especially when the other party is on guard.

“Dalton, next time the plane stops for maintenance at an airport in Texas, all crew members will be given a day off.”

Mark gave instructions to Captain Dalton over the walkie-talkie.

"Okay, Mark."

Dalton immediately agreed.

After explaining the matter, Mark took out his phone and dialed Killian's number.

"Hello boss, how can I help you with something?"

The call was quickly connected, and Killian's respectful voice came through the receiver.

Mark could tell that the other person's tone was much more relaxed than before, as if a weight had been lifted from their heart.

"You should have seen the police report, right?"

Mark got straight to the point.

"Yes, I see it, boss."

Killian's heart skipped a beat, wondering why Mark had suddenly brought this up.

"It's good that you've seen it. You don't have to worry about the police coming after you for now. You can now focus on researching the Extremis virus with Maya Hansen."

"But remember, don't get any funny ideas, otherwise I can hand over the evidence I have to the police at any time, and they will definitely reopen the investigation into this case."

Mark reprimanded Killian sternly.

"No, no, boss! I really don't have any other thoughts. Right now, I just want to help Maya complete the application of the Extremis virus in medicine, so that my leg can be healed as soon as possible."

Faced with Mark's warning, Killian hurriedly and nervously tried to defend himself.

"That would be for the best! Don't forget, even without you, Maya alone can complete the research on the Extremis virus, it just will take longer!"

Mark snorted and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Killian, listening to the busy tone, had his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Could this mysterious guy already know my plan, and that's why he came to warn me? No, impossible! I cut off all network and communication devices when I executed the plan, there's no way he could have known!"

Killian felt uneasy, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He quickly threw his phone away and moved far away.

After being frightened several times by Mark's unpredictable hacking skills, Killian now has a psychological aversion to all network and communication devices.

After giving Killian a dressing down, Mark temporarily ignored him.

He used his computer to access Payne Games' backend database and began to review the company's operational results over the past period.

The number of users who have installed and played Heroic Myths has reached 350 million, and the game's daily revenue has exceeded $10.

Meanwhile, Panda Chat software gradually became popular online, with over 400 million registered users, and began to steal users from other instant messaging software.

However, because such software cannot generate profit, it has not attracted much attention or vigilance from the companies behind it.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Killian's Scheme

Four days passed in the blink of an eye, and Mark's Sunshine Value finally reached 16000 points.

"Upgrade to Super Physique!"

Mark returned to the rear cabin bedroom and opted for an upgrade.

[Super Physique LV5→LV6]

As his super physique upgraded, Mark instantly felt a surge of heat flowing into his body, beginning a comprehensive transformation of his body at the cellular level.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when Mark came to his senses, he suddenly felt full of energy.

Mark clenched his fist tightly.

With his powerful senses, he felt that his grip strength with one hand exceeded 1 ton, and his pulling force should be around 2-3 tons.

In addition to his strength, Mark's physical defense capabilities have also been greatly improved.

"Chichichi..."

He picked up a dagger from the testing table and, with the greatest strength an ordinary person could muster, stabbed it into his other arm.

But the dagger could only leave white spots on his arm; it couldn't pierce his skin at all.

When he exerted twice the force, the dagger finally pierced his skin, only to be blocked by the stronger arm muscles below.

This means that ordinary people using cold weapons can no longer pose a threat to Mark.

Mark then tested his five senses—hearing, vision, and smell—and found that they had all improved by almost double.

"Mark, we're almost in Texas. Please prepare for landing."

Just then, Dalton's voice came from inside the cabin.

The plane then began its slow descent towards the airport below.

After the plane came to a stop, Mark led the crew out of the airport and then checked into a nearby luxury hotel.

"Go!"

In his hotel room, Mark sent a drone carrying three fly monitors toward Kirian's home, ten kilometers away.

The drone flew over Killian's villa and dropped the three fly monitors it carried.

"Let me see what Killian is up to behind my back..."

Mark looked at the monitor in his hand, which was displaying footage captured by three fly monitors.

It was almost time to leave work.

Half an hour later, a weary Killian opened the gate and walked into the villa.

Mark had reviewed the lab's surveillance footage and knew that Killian appeared to be doing a good job, diligently helping Maya Hansen with her research every day.

“If Killian hasn’t committed a fundamental error, we can spare his life and give him a chance to reform.”

Mark thought to himself.

After all, there are only a handful of genius scientists like Killian in the entire Marvel universe, so it would be a real shame to kill him off like this.

Of the three fly monitors Mark dropped, two carried potent anesthetics, and the third carried VX nerve agent, which he had personally concocted.

Although the third fly monitor carried a small dose of poison, it was enough to kill an average adult.

Mark will decide which fly monitor to use based on the severity of what Killian is doing behind the scenes.

"Om..."

Three fly monitors flew up and followed closely above Killian's head.

"Snapped!"

Upon entering the villa, Killian immediately took out his phone and tossed it onto the living room sofa.

Then he sneaked out of the courtyard again, opened the mailbox by the door, and took out a stack of letters.

Killian quickly hid the stack of letters inside his coat, then turned and went back home, entering his study.

Mark watched through the monitor as Killian sat down at his desk, took out letters hidden in his coat, and began to read them one by one.

"So that's what Killian was planning!"

After reading the contents of these letters, Mark finally understood Killian's plan.

It turns out that during this period, Killian had been secretly contacting major pharmaceutical companies such as Stark, Osborn, and Trask.

He was worried about Mark's ubiquitous hacking skills and only dared to contact the other party by letter.

Killian told the major corporations about the vast potential of the Extremis virus in medicine and physical enhancement, hoping they would invest in Future Pharmaceuticals.

Although Mark is the company's largest shareholder and holds absolute control, Killian is connected with major business giants in the Federation.

If they really want to invest, they have plenty of ways to achieve their goal.

Once other capital enters the market and Mark's shares are diluted, Killian is confident that he can regain control of the company through various means!

Unfortunately, after reading through the replies, Killian looked dejected and disappointed.

While Killian's vision was enticing, these corporate giants were not fools.

They realized that Killian had deliberately concealed the potential flaws and side effects of the Extremis virus, as well as the massive funding and time required for its development.

Therefore, almost all of these companies' replies were rejections.

Only Trask, a company that ostensibly focuses on artificial intelligence and military robotics, has shown interest in Extremis.

However, in their reply, they indicated that if Killian could provide them with more detailed research data on the Extremis virus, they might consider investing in Future Pharma, a little-known company.

"This……"

Upon reading Trask's reply, Killian's face showed a look of struggle and inner conflict.

The Trask Group was once a military-industrial company with strength comparable to Stark Industries. However, after its founder was arrested and imprisoned, the group lost its eligibility to cooperate with the military, and its strength has declined significantly.

Killian was well aware that providing Trask with research data on the Extremis virus was a criminal act of betraying the company's interests, and that he would definitely go to jail if caught.

However, regaining control of Future Medicine has become Killian's obsession.

Killian finally gritted his teeth, opened his desk drawer, and took out a USB drive that he had prepared beforehand, containing a large amount of research data on the Extremis virus.

"Dear Mr. Trask, hello..."

Killian laid a sheet of paper on the table and began preparing a reply to the Trask Group, along with the USB drive.

"Buzz!"

Just then, the fly accelerator behind Killian suddenly moved forward and landed on the back of his neck.

"what?"

Killian frowned and raised his hand to pat the back of his neck.

But then he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and a numbing sensation instantly swept over his entire body.

"Snapped!"

The fly accelerator was smashed to pieces by Killian's somewhat weak palm.

On the monitor in front of Mark, one of the screens went black.

Killian also lost consciousness at the same time and collapsed onto the desk in front of him.

"A strong anesthetic can only put him into a deep sleep for up to three hours..."

Mark looked out the window and realized it was already dark.

He immediately changed into a black coat, grabbed his handbag, and left the hotel, heading towards Killian's villa.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Complete Control

Instead of taking a car, Mark unleashed his full speed and ran quickly toward Kirian's house.

After upgrading his Super Physique to LV6, Mark's burst speed reached 30 meters per second, or 108 kilometers per hour.

What's even more terrifying is that Mark's endurance is also far beyond that of ordinary people; he can maintain such extreme speed for a long time without feeling tired.

Before passersby could even get a clear look at Mark, he had already disappeared like a gust of wind.

Ten minutes later, Mark appeared outside Killian's villa.

"Zizi..."

Mark took the electromagnetic pulse glasses out of his pocket, turned them on, and put them on.