"I know. I was prepared to face this reality long before I chose to act," Duval said, looking at Iron Man, who was still on guard in the distance.
He fully expected that Iron Man had already mobilized all the high-tech weapons in his armor and could launch an attack on him at any moment.
"So calm. Who do you think you are, a superhero? Or an excellent biologist, the kind of genius entrepreneur supported by government funding?" Tony's voice came through the armor.
Duval pondered for a moment, "Actually, I do have some experience in entrepreneurship. Look at these excellent little guys, beautiful and moving. Aren't they my best business cards?"
Little guys? Tony subconsciously looked at the Xenomorphs behind Duval, especially staring at the Abomination Xenomorph, which was four meters tall, and remained silent.
He defined Duval: an arrogant jerk who fully utilized every opportunity in public to spare no effort in showing off his talents.
Proud people sometimes hate their own kind even more.
For a moment, Tony thought of a guy he had once met, who seemed to have trouble with his legs, named Guderian? He claimed to have extraordinary research results, like a peacock in courtship, desperately displaying his feathers to him, although, in his opinion, it was an extremely ridiculous and childish act.
Who didn't know that Tony Stark was a super genius? The people who wanted to curry favor with him every day could fill all the burger joints in New York.
"Only those who lack confidence in themselves will try to find a stage to perform and tell others how powerful they are," Tony said. "You and the big guy behind you caused the second chaos tonight. Someone will come looking for you."
"Accountability? I'm clearly acting righteously, defeating the Deviants who are lurking in the human population and doing all kinds of evil. The cheers of the people are the best reward for me."
Tony felt that this guy's psychological quality was really good, frighteningly calm, and he could even compete with himself in playing rogue.
What Tony was more concerned about was the word "Deviants."
"Jarvis."
"Sir, after secondary information screening, seven suspicious information documents have been retrieved, but without exception, they are all locked. I cannot access them. From a technical analysis, the organizations suspected of possessing information about the Deviants are S.H.I.E.L.D., S.H.I.E.L.D. China Branch, the Ten Rings Gang, the Brotherhood, Atlantis..."
Jarvis faithfully reported.
Tony's heart skipped a beat. This was just what Jarvis had found by searching global information. What about the ones that hadn't been found?
What exactly are these so-called Deviants... a human branch similar to Mutants or Inhumans? "Okay, I have to admit, you successfully diverted my attention."
Tonight, he had been greatly stimulated. Any of the guys who took action could easily crush him and his armor.
"Your armor is too weak, too restrictive, and needs to be strengthened. Maybe you can make different models to deal with different enemies—this is a paid tip, $100,000. Remember to transfer it to my account. You're welcome."
After Duval said this, he turned and left with his Xenomorphs. He would return to his lair, located on the edge of New York.
"I must develop the Mark 4 as soon as possible, or even the Mark 5 and Mark 6. No, or maybe I can specifically manufacture different armors, just as he said..."
Tony had Jarvis record and analyze all the information about the Xenomorphs, especially the Abomination Xenomorph.
To deal with such a monster, creating a targeted armor specifically seems like not a bad idea.
"Jarvis, send him the money. The amount is... $100,001! The extra dollar is a tip from the infinitely charming Mr. Tony Stark. But this price is really not cheap. I could have thought of it myself, but now I have to pay!" Tony grumbled.
The war of this night came to an end.
For most people, it was a dangerous and inexplicable night. They saw a few monsters jump out and fight, and then it ended inexplicably.
In addition to witnessing the incompetence of the military, the people seemed unable to do anything, but global public opinion had already exploded, pushing all those with special abilities to the forefront.
As always, the internet began to scold Mutants, vigorously promoting the Mutant threat theory. All kinds of experts appeared on television screens in turn, discussing Mutants with great seriousness, as if Mutants had really done something that angered both heaven and man on Broadway.
The whole world was like a huge vortex that had already started spinning. It was only a matter of time before it plunged into the abyss, but Duval's appearance was like kicking the whole world and those who could influence it hard, accelerating the process.
Duval sat on the Abomination Xenomorph's shoulder, calmly returning to his residence under the surveillance of numerous satellites in the sky.
The words "Weiland Private Research Institute" were still hanging high. In the past, some people regarded this place as a joke, but from now on, it wouldn't be, no matter how informal the name was.
The death of Abomination, the birth of the Abomination Xenomorph, and its strength far exceeding Abomination had to attract attention.
The creature called "Xenomorph" was also being secretly studied and coveted by countless people at all levels.
This creature was too amazing. Throughout human history, throughout the entire Earth, such a creature had never appeared, seemingly able to seize the power of mature individuals for its own use and further strengthen itself on this basis? Duval led the Xenomorph team back to the dilapidated building unimpeded, and even greeted Dum Dum Dugan in the building next door.
"You won't have the opportunity to be as relaxed as you are now. All kinds of guys will come looking for you." Dum Dum Dugan hesitated. Under normal circumstances, he needed to take Duval back to S.H.I.E.L.D. for brainwashing and training, or at least detain him for a long time to prevent Duval from running out and causing social chaos.
But as it currently seemed, it was very, very difficult.
When Duval wasn't as difficult to deal with as he was now, S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't pay too much attention to him; now that they had noticed his talent and the horror of the Xenomorphs, it seemed a little late to win him over or take action.
Duval ignored Dum Dum Dugan.
Reaching this point was inevitable. Duval clearly knew that the only thing he could absolutely trust was the Xenomorphs, so he naturally had to find ways to seize every opportunity to develop and strengthen the power he could control.
But organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D. will definitely try to restrict Duval's growth, keeping the Xenomorph scale within a relatively safe and controllable range, or even simply controlling or eliminating all the Xenomorphs in one fell swoop, including Duval himself.
This is the most fundamental conflict, with absolutely no possibility of easing.
"The Warrior Xenomorph born from parasitizing the Abomination is just the beginning. In the future, there will be more powerful Xenomorphs like this under my command... I won't stop getting stronger, and others won't stop just because I do. Since that's the case, I might as well just keep my head down and go all the way."
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