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Well, the deterrent power of the Ancient One is still immense.
After she suddenly said something, Noah was so scared that he quickly closed the WeChat app.
Others looked at Noah's profile picture with a smile, and it suddenly dimmed, not appearing for several days. Kate even took a few screenshots and threw them into her space.
"How terrifying is the deterrent power of the Supreme Mage?"
A title with a few screenshots was reposted more than 10,000 times in a short period! With this super chat software, the distance between grassroots magicians and senior magicians has been significantly shortened.
Ordinary magicians happily watched how the guardian of the temple, the pride of Hogwarts, and the pride of Ravenclaw, Mr. Noah Finniel, was frightened by a word from the Supreme Mage and didn't dare to go online.
While they lamented the deterrent power of the Supreme Mage, they also envied Mr. Finniel's fantastic relationships with his classmates. Kate's screenshot didn't just capture the words of the Ancient Mage, but also their previous conversation.
From an ordinary perspective, Kate and the others' language and behavior were questioning high-level magicians—very rude and presumptuous. Yet, Mr. Finniel didn't get angry. Though he was a bit speechless, such friendships were enviable.
Many ordinary magicians thought about their old, unreliable friends. If it were before, it might have been difficult to contact them. But now, everyone has their own group, and staying in touch is much more convenient. WeChat has brought too many changes to the magical world. It's hard to imagine any magician living without it.
Now, everyone knows that there may be one magician who can't use this app. That magician is working hard to prepare for the magician's start.
Not to mention this unlucky guy, another unlucky fellow couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the plane slowly landing.
This unlucky guy is Tony. After being thrown up by Noah, he fought a group of terrorists alone for several minutes and eventually escaped the damned cave alive. Unfortunately, his armor turned into a pile of scrap metal due to various problems. This forced Tony to find a way to leave the desert by himself.
Fortunately, Tony was lucky. After being baked by the sun in the desert for most of the day, an explosion eventually attracted a military helicopter. Yes, Tony was rescued. He was finally rescued!
But on the way back, Tony kept thinking about whether he should board the plane, because according to the plot in some novels, if the god of death wanted to talk to him, a plane crash would be the best way.
He remained silent on the plane, and James Rhodes thought Tony was emotionally shaken and didn't disturb him. If Rhodes knew Tony was wondering "Will the plane explode?" and "Will I die in a plane crash?" he probably would have kicked him off the plane.
Fortunately, they landed safely. As soon as they got off, Tony made a decision—he wanted to close Stark's weapons department! He no longer questioned the words of the mysterious young man because he had seen it with his own eyes.
"Although Howard the bastard and I did the same thing, the mysterious guy was right. He was saving the world, and I was causing chaos!" After making this decision, Tony immediately asked for a press conference, foregoing any hospital visits.
His decision made Pepper Potts very depressed, but in the end, she complied.
When they arrived at Stark Industrial Building, Tony walked to the podium while eating a hamburger. However, he didn't choose to stand on it. Instead, he squatted down and took out another hamburger, eating while telling his experience.
"Nice to meet you, Obadiah." Tony saw that everyone had squatted, and said directly, "You know, I never got to say goodbye to my dad."
Obadiah patted Tony's shoulder in a friendly manner. Tony took a bite of his burger and continued, "I never caught up with my dad for the last time. I have some questions. I want to ask him how he feels about his company's actions."
Tony set down the burger: "He founded this company to stop war, but now that the war has stopped, there's one thing he didn't do. I wonder if he ever felt conflicted or doubtful."
"I witnessed a young man being killed," Tony sighed. "Killed by the weapon I made to protect them. I found myself becoming part of the 'Anxiang Zero Responsibility Class.'"
As soon as Tony finished speaking, all the reporters realized that this press conference was far from ordinary, and they immediately began asking questions.
It was then that Tony's eyes locked onto someone—a man who had been etched into his memory.
"It's him!"
Tony looked over carefully and saw the man next to his secretary, Pepper Potts. Even though this man's hairline had receded, Tony couldn't forget him. He was the guy who broke into his house with the mysterious young man four years ago!
"Why is he here?" Tony's body trembled, but he quickly deduced the reason.
He had held this press conference to announce the closure of Stark's weapons department. It seemed the words of the two strangers from four years ago had come true. Now, he had to make new decisions!
Tony smirked inwardly. You like to watch, right? Then watch closely.
Coming back to his senses, Tony stood up and walked slowly to the podium. His eyes remained fixed on the guy with the receding hairline.
Standing at the podium, facing the reporters, Tony suddenly smiled.
"I realized that what I can contribute to the world is definitely not making things that explode."
Taking a deep breath, Tony's expression grew more serious. "That's why I've decided to shut down the weapons manufacturing department of Stark Multinational Corporation. This decision takes effect immediately!"
With Tony's declaration, the entire press conference erupted in chaos.
However, Tony paid no attention to the turmoil and continued to focus only on the guy he knew so well. When he saw the guy looking a bit surprised, Tony felt a sense of satisfaction.
Even when Obadiah came up to stop him, Tony didn't care.
After finishing his speech, Tony walked down the stage. As the person with the largest shareholding in Stark Industries, he wasn't concerned about other shareholders' opinions.
Tony walked straight toward the familiar man. When he reached the man, who appeared stunned, Tony smiled—this was the smile of a winner. Seeing the man's surprised expression made Tony feel victorious.
"How about it? Didn't expect me to do this?" Tony whispered mischievously.
"Well, I really didn't expect it," the man nodded woodenly. "But I came here—"
"Do you want to take me away, or come to get the smart terminal?" Tony asked before the man could finish speaking.
"Tony, do you two know each other?" Pepper asked with surprise. "Well, he's from the Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. His name is Phil Coulson. He's an agent."
Yes, the man Tony recognized was none other than Coulson!
To be honest, Coulson was feeling a bit embarrassed. He had noticed Tony's gaze earlier and realized Tony had recognized him. His purpose for being here was to consult Tony about the Iron Armor, but he didn't expect Tony to misunderstand.
Coulson hadn't expected Tony's memory to be so sharp. After all, it had been dark when they met, there was Noah, the number one boss, and no one would really pay attention to him.
Tony was silent when he heard Pepper's words.
Coulson was also a little embarrassed. He didn't expect a joke from four years ago to lead to Tony shutting down the Stark weapons department today. For a moment, the two men locked eyes, and the scene became incredibly awkward.
After a long pause, Tony finally spoke. "How did you get that guy back then?"
"I can't tell you," Coulson looked a little constipated. "All I can say is my situation is similar to yours."
Tony nodded, understanding. This was the first time he had encountered a situation where he couldn't know something.
For that reason, he had undergone all kinds of mental tests during regular physical exams, even researching Jarvis, but found nothing.
That feeling was bad. Tony knew that feeling well—knowing something but being unable to express it.
After another long silence, Tony asked, "Is he human?"
"Yes, but damn it, he is human. No problem," Coulson answered tentatively, struggling to avoid saying, "not an ordinary person."
"Well, what's your purpose here?" Tony sighed, a little uninterested. Had he expressed the wrong feelings?
"I came to ask about the specifics of your escape," Coulson replied truthfully. "And 'he' also wants to get his things back."
"Get his things back?" Tony's temper flared. "That was invented by me! Damn it, where is that guy?"
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you, but we will take you there. By the way, that gentleman also brought your friend back."
"My friend? Ethan?"
"Yes. Do you want to see him?"
"Of course, but before that, I'll go with you to meet the gentleman you mentioned. I want to see how he plans to throw me into hell!"
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