pain!

The pain of burning fire!

“Where is this?”

Ivan Vanke gradually woke up from his coma, feeling the burning sensation on his body, and there was still a little confusion in his eyes.

But soon, memories that were immersed in my mind surged into my heart.

Ion cannon!

Yes, that's right, I was bombarded by Listen's ion cannon that made people look at it and want to curse her.

He was bombarded into the sky by such a large ions and then fell down, but he was not dead?

Ivan Vanke checked his injuries and was both surprised and happy.

Although he was very satisfied with the defense of his exoskeleton armor before, he had no confidence in the ion cannon with such an exaggerated caliber. After all, this kind of thing was the first time, and there was no precedent or reference data.

But now it seems that the condensed blood scabs mixed with various tattoos on his body look terrifying, but most of them are just small wounds caused by high temperature burns and scratches. There is a little pain in his chest. It may be that several ribs were broken, but it is not in danger of life.

"There are city lanes around, but I don't know if it's still in New York."

Standing up with the mottled wall with moss growing, Yiwan Vanke looked around and found that he was in a dark alley. The place where he was lying just now was a corner full of domestic garbage, like those homeless people hiding everywhere.

"Ivan Vanke?"

Suddenly, a hoarse and low voice sounded.

"who?"

Ivan Vanke quickly turned his head and looked at the corner at the end of the alley.

In fact, it was not far from him, but because the light from the outside was blocked by the walls of the houses on both sides, the corners of the alley were just covered by a shadow.

The person who made a sound was wearing a hood and lowered his head, huddled in a vague way and couldn't even see his figure, let alone his face.

"Do you still want to avenge Tony Stark and Listen?"

The hoarse and low voice did not respond to Ivan Vanke, but said to himself: "...I can help you."

"If you want to help me, come out first. Your appearance of hiding your head and tail does not seem to be able to help me."

Ivan Vanke sneered and said mercilessly: "The rat in the gutter!"

"Of course we are not as strong as Mr. Vanke who can match Iron Man."

The figure in the corner was not angry, and he left without rushing and slowly, but his face was still not clear under the hood: "But, Mr. Vanke, what you lack is not strength, right?"

Yiwan Wanke stared at the hooded man in a flash: "Oh? Then what do you think I lack?"

"You are a genius, a genius like Tony Stark. The only gap between you is wealth and resources."

The hooded man still said slowly: "And just so happens that our organization has never lacked money and resources."

"What are your purposes?"

Ivan Vanke was a little moved.

The hooded man is right. He is indeed short of money and resources. Of course, it goes without saying that money. He and his father have been poor all their lives. Just the money from building a small ark reactor and the air tickets have already ruined him.

Although there was funding from Hanmo Group afterwards, many things were not available with money alone. Hanmo Group had enough funds, but the supply of R&D strength and special materials were very poor.

If the resource supply he owns is at the same level, he asked himself that he would never be inferior to Tony Stark and Listin.

"Cut off one head and you can grow two more heads."

The hooded man did not answer, but just whispered slightly fanatically and slowly walked out of the alley.

Ivan Vanke was shocked and looked at the back of the man in the hood with some suspicion, his face gloomy and unstable.

Hydra!

He has heard of this name a lot after being influenced by Anthony Vanke.

But hasn't this organization been wiped out long ago?

His eyes flashed a few times, and Ivan Vanke finally followed.

...

Amid the lonely snow-capped mountains, a huge military base is located here.

After nearly eight hours of travel, Ivan Vanke came here with the hooded man.

"You can access all research data below level A and below, and write your own report and apply for the required materials."

The hooded man had no extra nonsense, settled Ivan Vanke and left directly.

There is no high alert as I imagined, and there are not even many people in the base.

Ivan Vanke was directly arranged to enter a laboratory, equipped with two assistants and accommodation dormitories, and was left behind before they could talk or ask.

“Research data?”

Let the two assistants out temporarily and stay alone in the empty laboratory. Ivan Vanke was slightly interested in using his authority to read the research data mentioned by the Hooded Man.

[Laser Weapon Research Report]

【Jedi Project】

[Energy Weapon Research Report]

[Mechanical Legion 1-3 Concept Picture]

【Mecha - Disaster Demon God Number】

【Low Earth Orbit Support Satellite】

【Mobile Fortress】

After reading one by one, Ivan Vanke's interest became stronger.

Most of these research projects are unfinished products, basically only have one plan concept or a few R&D data and drawings, but they are very interesting in creativity and are very feasible. At first glance, they are from professionals.

"I want palladium, secondary Edelman alloy..."

Soon, Ivan Vanke, who had read the list of materials to apply for, called his two assistants in and asked for various materials without hesitation.

Since these people want him to make armor, he naturally needs to make it.

But after it is made... the others may be.

"Tony Stark...I will get back what belongs to me!"

"And Listan, haha, don't you like large-caliber ion cannons..."

He murmured in a low voice, and the expression on Ivan Vanke's face gradually lost control.

With better materials and enough time, he didn't believe he would be inferior to Tony Stark and the others.

...

"Sir, Ivan Vanke has entered the working state."

At this moment, in reality, Pandora was reporting to Li Si in a cold voice.

Ivan Vanke, who thought he was staying in the Hydra secret base, was actually lying in the egg-shaped virtual warehouse with his eyes closed.

"Is that true? Let's show me what he is doing!"

Li Si, who was already drowsy, suddenly became interested.

Max has already left, and now he is the only one here.

But the time has not actually passed too long, at least not as eight or nine hours as Ivan Vanke felt.

Normal organisms need to go through a series of processes such as [sensing organ activities, receiving external information] [feedback to the brain] [brain analysis and processing], and all information perceived in the virtual network space is directly transmitted into the brain through neural signals.

And unlike the constant velocity under normal perception of inertia, since all sensory signals are instilled directly, there is no need to worry about the incongruence of each sensory signal. The infusion speed of this neural signal can be forced to accelerate, thereby achieving the somatosensory time acceleration effect.

Of course, this acceleration effect depends on the other party's brain performance, that is, [intellectual attributes]. If the brain itself is not capable of being forced to accelerate, the mild one may cause some nosebleed, and the severe one will directly die.

But as one of Marvel's famous geniuses, Ivan Vanke obviously doesn't need to worry about this. The time he can withstand is now accelerating by an astonishing eight times, which means he is enough to give Li Si a lifetime for hundreds of years.

"Emm, it seems a bit cruel. Other bosses have been slapping employees for decades. Isn't it a bit of a bad character if I force my salary to extend it eight times? "

"Forget it, just lose. Anyway, if you lose for hundreds of years, it can only prove that my character is strong enough! The strong and beautiful woman with a strong roots!"
Chapter completed!