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"Come to Stark Industries headquarters tomorrow morning, and I'll take you to choose for yourself."

Tony extended an invitation to Mark.

"Okay, I will go."

Mark nodded in agreement.

After making their agreement, the two said goodbye and left.

The next morning, major federal news channels, newspapers, and websites began reporting on the assassination attempt on presidential candidate George at a charity dinner!

Although George was unharmed, the fact that more than ten wealthy individuals and officials who attended the banquet were either killed or injured is a major event that could shake the federal government.

Unsurprisingly, Levy, the security consultant, was made the scapegoat and fired by George, bearing all the blame.

Levy's deputy, Matteo Rossi, took over his position.

"It seems that this Matteo might be the one Hydra is using to replace Levi!"

Mark thought to himself.

Don't underestimate the position of security advisor now; he is just George's personal advisor and not a formal federal official.

However, once George takes office, the security advisor is likely to be promoted directly to Secretary of National Security, wielding enormous federal power.

Hydra must have their eyes on this position, which is why they set up such a scheme at yesterday's banquet.

Mark had no intention of getting involved in these matters. He was currently insignificant and his words carried little weight; even if he spoke out, no one would believe him, and it would only invite retaliation from Hydra.

After breakfast, Mark, escorted by two bodyguards, headed to the Stark Industries headquarters building.

"Are you Mr. Mark Payne? Please come with me, the president is already waiting for you upstairs."

Mark entered the building, gave his name, and a woman in professional attire respectfully led him into the elevator to the top floor.

Mark had two bodyguards wait downstairs, and once he reached the top floor, he knocked on the door and entered Tony's CEO office.

At that moment, in the president's office, Pepper was reporting on the group's affairs to Tony.

When she saw Mark come in, she looked over in surprise.

Tony doesn't usually allow outsiders into his office.

But after seeing that Mark had the same hair color and pupils as Tony, Pepper seemed to finally recognize Mark's identity, and a look of realization appeared on her face.

Chapter 125 Orson Randall

Pepper had also heard rumors that Tony had an illegitimate child, but she didn't believe it at first.

Based on her understanding of Tony's personality, he didn't seem like the kind of person who could take on the role of a father.

But now, seeing Mark's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Tony's, she had no choice but to believe that the child in front of her might indeed be Tony's son!

"Alright, Pepper, if there's nothing else, you can go now!"

Tony felt a little uncomfortable under Pepper's gaze, so he quickly waved her away.

“Mr. Stark”.

After Pepper left, Mark greeted Tony.

Mark's polite yet distant way of addressing him made Tony feel awkward: "Ahem, Mark, we've been through life and death together, so you don't need to be so polite anymore. Just call me Tony like any other friend."

"Okay, Tony."

Mark nodded in agreement.

Both of them tacitly avoided revealing their true relationship and simply interacted as ordinary friends.

"Come on, this is your first time at Stark Tower. Let me show you around."

Tony said this and walked out of the office.

Mark was also interested in the legendary Stark Tower and immediately followed after it.

The Stark Tower has 90 floors.

The rooftop is a helipad, so Tony can easily take a helicopter to leave whenever he needs to go out in an emergency.

The top three floors are Tony's offices and private residences, with entertainment facilities such as a bar, swimming pool, billiards room, and dance floor. Outsiders are rarely allowed to enter.

Floors 86 and 87 house Tony's private workshops and laboratories, which are highly confidential and off-limits to outsiders.

Tony knew that Mark liked to build various weapons and equipment on airplanes, so he took him on a tour of his private workshop.

Mark's eyes lit up at the sight of all the large-scale processing equipment, robotic arms, and precision machine tools; these were things that simply couldn't be bought elsewhere.

"If you like, I can give you a set of these tools."

Seeing how much Mark liked it, Tony spoke up to him.

"Thank you very much, Tony."

Mark didn't stand on ceremony and readily agreed.

Below are also highly confidential laboratories under the group's strict control, making entry and exit very difficult.

Tony simply stood outside with Mark, looked through the glass, and then left.

Below that are the offices of ordinary employees.

"Mr. President, you've arrived!"

"Mr. President!"

"..."

When the people inside saw Tony appear, they all greeted him respectfully.

However, they soon noticed Mark following behind Tony.

Someone recognized Mark and couldn't help but whisper among themselves to their colleagues.

Soon, almost everyone in the office knew that Tony had brought the child, who was suspected to be his illegitimate son, to the company headquarters.

Tony ignored the whispers of the crowd and took Mark to the first-floor lobby in the elevator, where they transferred to another elevator to go down to the underground floor.

Mark noticed that once they went underground, the security forces, both overt and covert, were significantly stronger.

"Outsiders think that Stark Tower only has 90 floors, but there are actually 10 floors underground."

Tony explained something to Mark and then took him for a walk around.

Mark discovered that every floor of the basement was densely packed with black server racks, with indicator lights flashing red and green alternately, and high-speed fiber optic cables covering the entire floor.

All floors maintain a constant low temperature to provide cooling for the servers inside these racks.

Hundreds of computer engineers move constantly between these server racks, providing inspection and maintenance services to ensure the normal operation of these machines.

"The servers in these 10 floors are the supercomputing cluster that houses the main Jarvis program."

"In addition, Jarvis also made a copy of his program as a backup and distributed it on Internet cloud nodes. Even if all the servers in the building are destroyed, Jarvis can still use the backup to restore it."

Tony didn't hide anything from Mark and told him all these secrets.

"With a supercomputer that could fill 10 floors supporting her, no wonder Alice was powerless against Jarvis and was easily crushed."

Mark sighed inwardly, realizing that such absolute hardware superiority couldn't be overcome by differences in software.

Moreover, Jarvis's current level of intelligence is clearly higher than Alice's.

"Jarvis uses our group's most advanced computing chips, which we do not sell to external parties. The chips we sell are those with their performance reduced by nearly half."

"However, since it's Mark who needs a supercomputer, I'll have someone specially provide you with computing chips that don't suffer any performance reduction."

Tony said to Mark.

"Thank you very much!"

Mark thanked Tony.

After touring Stark Tower, Tony took Mark back to the top-floor office.

A top-tier supercomputer has hundreds of server racks, and it would take a large transport plane more than a dozen trips to transport them all.

If you also include water-cooling equipment, various spare parts, and installation and commissioning personnel, the required transportation capacity will be even greater.

To save on transportation time, Tony arranged for twenty large transport planes from Stark Industries to transport the cabinets, parts, and personnel all at once.

It must be said that when Tony truly considers someone a friend, his attitude towards that friend is impeccable.

After all these things were arranged, Mark brought up another matter: "By the way, I would also like to ask Jarvis to help me investigate someone's whereabouts."

"Just tell Jarvis who you want to investigate."

Tony said nonchalantly.

Jarvis is not yet able to monitor the entire globe, but once someone leaves a trace online, it will be difficult for them to escape Jarvis's tracking.

“His name was Orson Randall. He was a World War I veteran and should have lived at 560 44th Street in Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, in the 1950s or 60s.”

Mark relayed the other party's information.

As he finished speaking, the large screen next to him lit up quickly, displaying a photo of an elderly person who looked ordinary.

He looked to be around 80 years old, thin and frail, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

“Mark, this is a photo of Orson Randall taken 20 years ago. He was already 82 years old then, and the federal government issued him a death certificate shortly afterward. Are you sure he's still alive?”

Jarvis asked a question.

“He’s definitely still alive. He should be living in seclusion in Bangkok, Thailand right now, but I’ll need Jarvis to find out his exact location.”

Mark confirmed.

The Orson Randall he was talking about was the previous Iron Fist, the one who sealed the Dragonbone Tomb!

The trouble should end it.

Mark wanted to find the other person so that he could break the seal on the tomb and retrieve the dragon bones inside.

Chapter 126 Searching for Clues

According to the original storyline, it would take more than ten years for the next Iron Fist, Danny Rand, to leave Kunlun and come to New York to break the seal on Dragonbone Cemetery.

Mark couldn't wait that long, so he chose to find the current Iron Fist—Olsen—to break the seal.

However, the story only mentions that Olsen lives in an ordinary apartment in Bangkok, Thailand, without specifying an address.

That's why Mark sought help from Jarvis, hoping to use its abilities to find Olsen's whereabouts.

Jarvis possesses immense computing power and can also access Stark Industries' satellite surveillance, making him far more capable of tracking targets than Alice.

Following the clues provided by Mark, Jarvis first hacked into the database of the Bangkok official household registration office.

As a result, it did not find a person named Orson Randall among them.

Comparing the photos of Olsen taken in Manhattan with those in the household registration database, no results were found.

If the information provided by Mark is true, then Olsen not only changed his name, but also must have undergone some form of disguise.

In this situation, it is impossible to find the other party based solely on their registered residence.

Jarvis then retrieved surveillance footage from all intersections in Bangkok, searching for people whose age, build, and appearance resembled those in Orson Randall's photograph.

Numerous images flashed rapidly across the large screen, with each photograph being quickly compared to one of the photos taken at Olympic Forest Park.

There aren't many elderly people over 80 years old in Thailand, and besides, although he is thin, he is 1.9 meters tall.

Even though Olsen was trying to disguise himself, he was still somewhat conspicuous in the crowd.

The image quickly stopped, and a tall, gray-haired old man appeared on the big screen.

Although the other person was wearing a wig and his face was disguised, Jarvis's data comparison still showed that his body shape was 84% ​​similar to Olsen's.

Jarvis then captured footage from the intersection's surveillance camera taken from a normal angle and compared it with Olsen's photo, ultimately confirming that the person was indeed Olsen!

"It seems he really didn't die! He should be over a hundred years old now, but he still looks the same as he did 20 years ago."

Tony said with some surprise.

“He cultivated the Qi of Kunlun and also drew upon the life energy within the dragon bone, so it’s normal that he has lived for so long.”

Mark was not surprised by this trip and briefly explained the existence of Kunlun to Tony.