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My hometown also taught us that if you are poor, you should take care of yourself, and if you are rich, you should help the world.

Looking back.

When I first arrived in this world, I thought about killing people and stealing Stark's reactor.

I had just arrived here and had nothing. All I wanted to do was take a gamble, make a fortune and enjoy the rest of my life.

If Stark hadn't considered the many threats on Earth and in the universe, he probably wouldn't have lived for many years after his death. His body is probably dried up by the wind for a long time.

It's really a different time. People think and feel completely differently in different situations.

Then came to America.

I gained a huge amount of wealth in an instant through the Great Sage, and my mentality began to change from that time on. I instantly lost all thoughts of hard work and struggle, and became completely obsessed with my hobbies, manufacturing the mecha Ghost No. 1.

If I didn't know that this is Marvel and that the apocalyptic crisis occurs every other year, maybe I would have completely let myself go and wander around.

Then, because Stark was concerned about his identity, he stayed in Stark's house temporarily. It was human nature for him to have concerns. If I were in his place, I would make a similar choice, and I might even be more decisive and thorough.

To be honest, Stark is a pretty nice guy. Not only did he keep his identity a secret, he also handled a series of procedures for me, and he never treated me badly, always serving me good food and drinks.

What's rare is that the two of them have similar interests and both like to tinker with things like mechas.

But always living in someone else's house is not a solution. If you have the chance, it is better to build a villa for yourself and move out.

And a little pepper.

She had always wanted to adopt me, and I could certainly feel her good intentions. She also took good care of me in daily life, and I kept it in mind.

But adoption is fine, a real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he...

Frankly speaking, it’s because I have money and super powers, otherwise I might have agreed at that time. Good food is good food as long as it fills your stomach.

Lai Mu still knows the difference between his future prospects and his temporary face. As Xun Ge'er once said, a real man can bend and stretch.

My mentor at Los Angeles Tech, Mr. Amic, is also very nice to people.

He recommended many excellent papers to me, paid close attention to my learning progress, and was both a teacher and a friend, giving me a lot of inspiration.

Apart from always urging myself to go to class, don’t geniuses usually not go to class?

Anyway, I will definitely get full marks on the exam... Hey, it seems that full marks don't guarantee that I won't fail the course? What about the regular marks? Never mind, that's not important. A college life without failing a course is incomplete.

Obadiah...

In fact, this guy was quite friendly when we chatted. Although I only met him once, he left a deep impression on me.

But, after all, they are enemies... Ugh, how did I unknowingly put myself in the Stark camp?

In short, he is an ambitious man who is not easy to deal with. He has done all kinds of bad things. It is better for him to stay in prison or lie in the grave after using him.

There is one more thing that is of concern.

It was the girl who looked very similar to himself in the photo that Stark showed.

Lai Mu had a feeling that the person might be closely related to him. A clone? A blood relation? A doppelganger? Or an isomorph in a parallel universe?

...Maybe I'll meet her someday in the future.

Chapter 20. The little devil is exposed?

"Hey, let's see who can fly higher? Come on!"

Tony Stark's voice came from the communication, interrupting Lei Mu's thoughts.

There was a childish boasting and satisfaction in his voice; this guy's character was quite pure at times.

The flight trajectory of Laimu Guishen No. 1 rose up and climbed suddenly, leaving two long tail flames.

"3, 2, 1, start!"

When Lemu counted to 1, Stark finally reacted and Mark II began to pull up.

Stark shouted unconvincedly, and his voice was transmitted to Lei Mu through the communicator, "Jarvis! See! There's a scoundrel running ahead, let's catch up and overtake him!"

"Okay, sir."

The speed quickly exceeded the speed of sound, causing two sonic booms, and then stabilized at slightly higher than Mach 2.

The Mark I was designed with a plasma booster on its back, but the Mark II did not have such equipment installed.

When Lei Mu ignited the back booster of Ghost No. 1, the distance between it and Mark II gradually widened as expected.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Lei Mu turned around and found that Stark had disappeared. The display frame of the Ghost No. 1 focused several times before locking onto the Mark II in free fall in mid-air.

problem occurs?

Stark couldn't see anything now. The sensor failed, Jarvis didn't respond, and everything was dark. This made him a little panicked.

The surface of Mark II was covered with a thick layer of ice, which should be the result of the electronic system failure caused by the low temperature.

Damn it! Will I fall to my death? No, no, no, there is still a chance... As long as I break the ice...

Lai Mu chased to Mark II and raised his hand to knock on the frozen Iron Man's head.

"Do you need help?"

The wind was very strong, and the Stark system crashed, and the communication channel naturally crashed as well. Lei Mu could only hear the faint voice of Stark, "...I...don't @...&..."

"Okay, I can't hear you, and I think you need help!"

Lai Mu said as he kicked Mark II hard.

Stark??! I don't want to know what you think, I want to know what I think!

With a loud bang, Mark II was kicked more than ten meters away. The instantaneous impact brought a huge acceleration load to the human body. Stark felt like he was hit by a car and was in so much pain that he wanted to vomit blood.

Fortunately, the vibration of the metal collision spread throughout the fuselage, and the ice layer shattered.

The temperature slowly rose, and the light screen in front of Stark's eyes flickered a few times before finally returning to normal.

Stark, who had escaped death, cheered and accelerated again, drawing an arc in the sky and having fun, "Ahahahahaha!!"

After a while, the two finally returned to the villa after flying enough.

When falling from the roof, the overweight Mark II unsurprisingly collapsed two floors, and fell into the underground garage with a clang, crushing Xiao Mi into pieces.

Ghost No. 1 slowly fell from the hole created by Stark and stopped lightly on the side. Lei Mu's unbridled laughter came from it.

"That's it?"

Stark, who was lying on the ground, was puzzled. He raised his armored arm and pointed at the Ghost Armor, and said word by word, "Why doesn't yours freeze? And the specific gravity seems to be very low?"

"I used gold-titanium alloy as the main manufacturing material. I think you should add an emergency parachute to ensure your safety."

"Oh! Of course, of course, this is a good idea...but let's not talk about this for now. I don't have any gold-titanium alloy in stock in my warehouse. Where do you get the money to buy gold-titanium alloy?"

"Ah...let me explain it to you slowly..."

In the basement studio.

On the small sofa for rest, the two of them sat opposite each other across the table.

Stark had taken off his Mark II and was holding an ice pack to his forehead; he had just fallen pretty hard.

Lai Mu held a glass of water, sipping it intermittently, his mind wandering, his mood as cold as the water in the glass. He was thinking about how to trick Stark again.

Gold-titanium alloy is very expensive. Where can I, an "alien" who has just arrived, get so much money?

I can't say that I'm robbing other gangs on the Internet. Stark may not accept that.

Although Lai Mu believes that the behavior of gangs eating gangs can be regarded as a fight against crime to a certain extent, it is 100% a part of private relief... It is to fight criminals through personal behavior and use their money to help themselves.

The law does not allow this kind of behavior, but in the United States, law can be changed at will if you have money.

Stark rubbed his eye socket, which was slightly bruised. He opened his other eye and looked at Lei Mu and asked, "Have you thought about how to make it up? I'm looking forward to what kind of story you can tell. Don't worry, take your time to think about it."

"Jarvis, order a batch of gold-titanium alloy from Cisco to manufacture Mark III..."

Stark said as he picked up a paper document on the table, "What is this?"

Jarvis' voice answered, as magnetic as ever, and no matter what he said, he was neither hurried nor slow.

"Mr. Stark, this is a report submitted to you by Ms. Potts on the stock market of Stark Industries. Ms. Potts believes that there may be malicious capital secretly purchasing shares of Stark Industries."

The report shows that since Stark announced the closure of Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing division, funds from unknown sources have been buying up Stark Industries' stocks in batches, but they have never sold them. According to Pepper's estimate, at least 15% of the stocks have been collected in one place.

You should know that for a healthy listed company, the circulating shares are usually between 25% and 40%, and Stark's circulating shares are 36%.

15% is very close to half of all outstanding shares.

Because of the participation of this capital, Stark Industries' stock price has even risen slightly after hitting bottom in recent days.

In the environment where everyone was selling off Stark Industries stocks, no matter how carefully this fund was handled, Pepper still noticed some clues.

After all, she graduated from a prestigious university and has been with Stark for so many years.

Stark stared at the report, but his eyes were unfocused.

Let me guess who wants to mess with me... I'm ruling out Obadiah, but there are other parties on the board who could be...

As for the outside world, that Hammer? Or maybe the government and the military are not happy with me shutting down the weapons manufacturing department and are planning to do it themselves?

Lai Mu drank the water in the cup in one gulp and put it back on the table with a clang.

He reached out and pointed at the document in Stark's hand, "Okay, I confess. What you have in your hand is what I did."

After raising more than 10 billion U.S. dollars on the Internet, the Great Sage also earned a lot of money from other channels, which he invested in the acquisition of Stark Industries' stocks.

The cumulative recovery has now reached 17%, 2% more than Pepper expected.

Sometimes, being honest is also a strategy.

After a brief assessment, Lai Mu felt that this was not something that could not be said at all. He confessed part of it and kept the rest of it to himself.