Lei Xiaogu, an immortal with seven hundred years of experience, can handle anything, and he brought a large number of subordinates with him. From now on, the company's affairs will be handed over to him," Qinuo introduced solemnly.
Frank frowned, his eyes full of vigilance, and he asked, "Young Master, can he be trusted?"
"Of course, I control him with a demon contract," Qinuo replied calmly.
Upon hearing this, Frank's tense expression instantly relaxed, and he lowered his guard, beginning to systematically hand over the company's affairs.
Banner even greeted Qinuo, his exhaustion clearly visible on his face. "Young Master, I'm going to sleep first. If I don't, I really won't be able to hold on."
With that, he hurriedly walked towards the house next to the manor.
"Banner, wait."
Qinuo called out to Dr. Banner, who was about to leave, and presented him with a potion formula and a bottle of Lazarus Pit Water.
"Banner, you might have to work a bit longer for me. Help me test this formula. You can do it after you've had enough rest."
Qinuo said, feeling more at ease checking Bruce's things himself.
Banner sighed, reluctantly took it, and casually glanced at it, thinking he would deal with it after resting.
Suddenly, he froze, his expression instantly becoming focused, his gaze fixed on the potion formula.
The paper detailed various data and effects of the Water, as well as the research direction for the potion.
"Young Master, is what's written here true?"
Banner's voice trembled with excitement, his eyes fixed on the bottle of blue liquid in his hand, as if it were the most precious treasure in the World.
"The Water is real, but I still want you to check the formula to see if there are any problems. This will be our company's main product to sell in the future."
Qinuo said, his expression serious and earnest.
"The formula should be fine, but it's clear that the person who made it was in a hurry. Following his research direction, five different potions can be produced."
Banner looked at the data in his hand, his gaze focused, his brain working rapidly.
"After all, I only gave him five days," Qinuo said, though in reality it only took him one day, and the rest of the time was spent with Damian and reading comics.
"Young Master, for the subsequent formulas, could I apply for awards in my name?"
Banner's eyes burned with fervor, his intense gaze seemingly capable of igniting the data in his hand. Such an invention, capable of changing the World, was the kind of honor every scientist craved.
"Yes, I don't need those," Qinuo agreed directly, without hesitation.
"Thank you, Young Master... Ugh!"
Banner was first overjoyed, but the next second he clutched his heart in pain. He carefully placed the Pit Water and data aside before collapsing to the ground.
"Banner, you're too excited."
Just as Qinuo was about to call Venom to save him, Dr. Banner turned into black smoke and vanished, leaving only a pile of clothes.
Banner is Death.
"..."
Frank and Lei Xiaogu also noticed the situation here.
"Frank, how long have you been exploiting Banner?" Qinuo looked at Frank speechlessly.
"Not long, just about a month," Frank said, a little embarrassed, rubbing the back of his head.
Lei Xiaogu also looked at this man with apprehension, secretly pondering how formidable Frank's methods were, to push someone to such an extent.
Even his Assassin Alliance didn't have a way of dying from being overworked to Death.
Soon, a portal appeared in front of Qinuo, and Banner emerged wrapped in a tattered cloth.
"Young Master, I'm going to the lab now."
Banner shot Frank a resentful glance.
Frank felt a chill down his spine from that look.
Banner picked up the clothes and data from the ground and turned to leave.
"Banner, you can take a vacation first," Qinuo called out behind him.
"No need. Just being resurrected, my body immediately returned to its peak state. There's no better time than now!"
Banner responded excitedly, quickening his pace.
As he swiftly left the manor, he mumbled, "Nobel Prize, Science and Technology Innovation Award, Medical Contribution Award, Outstanding Invention Award..."
His voice faded into the distance, leaving behind a helpless Qinuo, a slightly embarrassed Frank, and a still-apprehensive Lei Xiaogu.
Qinuo turned to Frank and said, "Hand over the company's affairs to Lei Xiaogu! You should assemble the Magic Weapon Squad as soon as possible."
Frank bowed slightly and replied, "Yes, Young Master."
A look of relief flashed across his face. Frank knew he wasn't suited for this, and managing the manor was already his limit.
Ding-a-ling!
Frank's phone suddenly rang. He quickly answered it, then opened his portable computer to receive a video file.
The computer was playing a video, showing a group of robots chasing each other in the city's sky, a thrilling scene.
"Is that Tony, Frank? Whose call is it?" Qinuo asked curiously.
"I don't know. It's a woman's voice. She said to tell the Young Master to go save Tony," Frank shook his head, a slight frown on his brow.
"A woman? We'll know when we go see."
Qinuo stretched lazily, his demeanor relaxed, not at all anxious. Tony had a marker on him, and no reaction now meant he wasn't in mortal danger.
After thinking for a moment, Qinuo shouted, "Venom, Pamela, Damian, do you want to go watch the robot showdown?"
Sounds of agreement came. Venom instantly entered Qinuo's body. Qinuo held Pamela, Pamela held Damian, and with a flash, they flew into the night sky.
Frank and Lei Xiaogu exchanged glances, shrugged, and continued with their handover of work.
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In the city's sky, Tony Stark, clad in his cool Iron Man suit, shone exceptionally bright amidst the dazzling lights and night sky.
He moved agilely among a group of robots, each turn and each sprint carrying a determined momentum.
The robots were as dense as locusts, their bodies gleaming with cold metallic luster, continuously attacking Tony.
Tony's hands shot out powerful energy beams, instantly knocking several robots away, but more robots quickly filled in, their bullets raining down like a storm.
Sparks flew off his armor, Tony's expression serious and focused. He constantly rolled and dodged in the air.
"Come on, you iron lumps!"
Tony roared, increasing his energy output again, and another batch of robots turned into wreckage and fell under his attack.
But soon, another large group of robots flew out from the factory below, roaring. They were like a surging black tide, quickly filling the gaps left by those previously eliminated.
"Fk, Obadiah, where did all these reactors come from? Was the technology leaked?"
Tony cursed angrily, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, his face inside the armor flushed red with anger.
He frantically dodged the robots' attacks while desperately trying to think of a countermeasure. The endless stream of enemies made him feel a sense of powerlessness.