After the two clinked their glasses, Ivan looked at Justin and said, "Hey, I want my bird."
"Bird?" Justin looked confused, as if wanting to confirm whether he had heard correctly, and asked: "You want a bird? I can give you ten..."
"I want my bird." Ivan said seriously.
"Okay, it's just a small matter. I can do it. Is your bird Russian?" Justin asked, feeling quite unhappy. This is Monaco! On the other side of the world.
You want your bird in Russia, is that a bit too much of a joke, or are you deliberately teasing me?
However, Justin didn't see any joking intention in Ivan's expression. He knew very well that people who do scientific research will have some quirks to a certain extent.
But he wasn't sure whether Ivan's bird was the root of his quirk.
But going to Russia just to find a bird is too... Maybe I can just pick one at random and make do.
Although rumors from the outside world have affected the stocks of Stark Industries, and many hurtful remarks continue to spread, they have no effect on Tony at all. He is now completely immersed in one thing.
That is to verify the issue of his father and the matter of Anton Vanko, and who is the thief.
Who is telling the truth? This question is very important to him.
Because if what Ivan said was true, then it meant that his faith was about to collapse.
Tony has always had complicated feelings towards his father.
He hated his father, who was rarely with him because of work, but he loved his father even more, he admired him, and even imitated him in every step of his life.
He thought he was the one and only genius worth emulating for a lifetime, and even regarded him as his belief and the goal of his lifelong efforts.
But if his father was really a thief as Ivan said.
Then all his beliefs and goals would be meaningless, which he could not accept, so he had to find the answer.
But is the answer that easy to find? Of course not.
Tony has used almost all the resources at his disposal, but still cannot find any strong evidence. His father's identity seems to be shrouded in mystery, making it almost impossible for him to explore his father's past.
He spent the entire night in vain.
The next morning, Hammer Industries.
Justin took Ivan into a huge factory full of unfinished steel robots.
In fact, these robots were all imitated and studied by Justin after he learned about the Iron Man armor.
But how could the original and the copy be the same? These robots are just decorations and cannot fight, just like his action figures.
"This is my development base, you can concentrate on design. It must be fun to play private games without any pressure, right?" Justin said.
"Look here, I'm so excited. They are combat-ready. Maybe there's something wrong with my calculations. I'm sorry, I was too optimistic. Let's take a look first." Justin said, pointing to the many steel robots in front of him.
Ivan looked at these robots, put on his glasses, walked to the computer in front of him, and started typing on the keyboard. Dense codes suddenly appeared on the computer.
It is hard to imagine that a big man like Polar Bear can actually perform such a skill that requires operation.
Chapter 133: Birthday Party
"You can't do that. You can't access it yet. Let's generate some encryption passwords. Can we generate the encryption passwords now? Jack went to generate the passwords. It will be ready soon." Justin said.
"Wow, that's awesome. You're really good." Justin couldn't help but praise Ivan as he watched him crack his computer's defense in less than half a minute.
"This software is terrible." Ivan said.
"What?" Justin asked in disbelief.
"It's junk software." Ivan glanced at Justin and said.
"Aha, oh, that's amazing. It's effortless to get through the firewall." Justin smiled awkwardly and continued to praise.
As Justin was speaking, Ivan pulled over a ladder and climbed up.
"Let me tell you where you mainly work. Please continue to look at it and take a good look. It's quite good, isn't it?" Justin's tone was inevitably boastful.
"You know what? These are just for demonstration. Each set is worth 127 million US dollars. Wait a minute." Justin said, and suddenly shouted.
Ivan suddenly pulled off the head of a robot. Justin covered his forehead helplessly, because each of these robots was worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Even a nouveau riche like him felt heartbroken.
"What do you want to do with them?" Ivan asked. These things were garbage to him.
"My long-term goal is to increase my influence in the Pentagon over the next 25 years. I want to turn Iron Man into a piece of shit, I want to attend the Stark Expo, and I want to ride on his head and shit on him. Do you understand what I mean?" Justin asked.
Ivan sneered. This guy really dared to think that with this kind of junk, let alone twenty-five years, even if it was two hundred and fifty years or two thousand five hundred years, you would not be able to surpass Tony.
"No problem, it's nothing." Ivan smiled. In his eyes, Justin was just a nouveau riche with a lot of money. He just wanted revenge. As for what he would do or what would happen after the revenge, it was none of his business.
"That's great. I like you. Do I have good taste? My feeling is right." Justin asked the butler beside him with a smile.
At six o'clock in the evening, Tony's birthday party had already begun.
Tony stood in front of the mirror and checked the toxins in his body.
Blood toxins: 89%
Being closer and closer to the final 100%, Tony looked at himself in the mirror. Not only his neck, but even his cheeks had faint black lines on them. He knew that he probably didn't have much time left.
What is more terrifying than death? It is waiting to die. He has known for a long time that he will die of palladium poisoning one day, but he did not expect it to happen so soon.
He was not a pessimistic person. He tried various methods to heal himself, but all failed.
Everyone is equal in the face of death, no matter if you are a billionaire or a homeless person, no matter if you are a superhero or an ordinary person, death is an ending that you can never escape.
"Mr. Stark, which watch are you going to wear tonight?" Natasha walked in and asked.
Tony quickly covered the black lines on his body, looked at Natasha, picked up a glass of wine, and asked, "If you had very little time left to live, what would you do?"
Natasha's heart sank as she listened to Tony's question. She wondered if Tony had discovered anything. Although she felt a little worried, she remained calm and replied, "Of course, I can do whatever I want."
"Really?" Tony nodded, as if he had made up his mind.
Anyway, his company has been handed over to Pepper, whom he trusts the most, and he is also ready to hand over a set of iron armor to the military. He has basically arranged everything for his future. He now only hopes that on this last birthday, he can go crazy one last time!
As the president of Stark Industries, a billionaire, Tony has slept with playboys all over Hollywood. He knows celebrities and well-known people from all over the world. Today, he invited them all to his villa to start a grand party.
"Tony I love you!"
"Tony, let's go have a monkey!"
In the luxurious villa, Tony's fans were cheering his name.
As for Tony, he was actually wearing Iron Man armor and standing on the stage DJing and dancing. He was not wearing the armor, and his drunken face was full of wildness.