Chapter 442 Picking up what others don’t want

Natasha shrugged: “You were invited every year for the past three years, but you didn’t go. This time, I don’t know where you got the invitation from, but you sent it to S.H.I.E.L.D.”

Jiang Shan waved his hand: "I don't know what the important matter is. I don't care about him. I, Jiang Shan, don't need any messy people to recognize my scientific research results. Let them go away."

Speaking of this, how should I put it? The Nobel Prize, which is regarded as the benchmark by people, to Jiang Shan, to be honest, he has never even glanced at it.

As early as the birth of the heavy crystal battery from Jiang Shan, there were rumors about the Nobel Prize or something; later it was really awarded to him - at that time Jiang Shan thought it might be a conspiracy of the Americans to lure him to Sweden and take the opportunity to control him.

Jiang Shan was certainly not afraid, but he had no special feelings about the Nobel Prize, so he ignored them.

Later on, he came every year, but Jiang Shan ignored them.

He was in seclusion for one or two years, and not only those bad guys, but even the women at home couldn't see him.

Anyway, as Jiang Shan came up with more and more things, all kinds of amazing technologies emerged one after another, but he treated the Nobel Prize as nothing. The trend of the east wind overwhelming the west wind became more and more obvious. It seemed that the Nobel Prize was about to lose its authority in recent years.

They desperately need to restore their Nobel Prize status, so they try every possible means to get Jiang Shan over. They want to give him the prize no matter what and include Jiang Shan in their evaluation system from then on, so that their authority can be restored and further consolidated.

He actually found some connections and sent the invitation letter to S.H.I.E.L.D.

But for Jiang Shan, he didn't need the recognition of those people. If they recognized him, would he, Jiang Shan, become even more powerful? If they didn't recognize him, would his skills be ineffective?

It's a joke.

"From now on, just put it aside. I don't even want to hear about this. Okay, I'm busy with my research."

Jiang Shan went to the Skrulls' spaceship, calmed down and started his research.

"Are you making fun of me?"

In a large sea view villa on the waterfront of Manhattan, New York, a middle-aged white man with dark circles under his eyes, a mustache and a defiant look casually threw the invitation in his hand into the trash can.

"Don't be like this, Tony." The bald old white man bent down to pick up the invitation from the trash can, patted the non-existent dust, and said earnestly: "They gave you this award as a recognition of you."

"Don't be ridiculous, Stan." Tony said disdainfully, "Look at what it says? 'Tony Stark's contribution to the world's high-energy physics through the miniaturization of fission energy.'? Stan, I have to save my dignity!"

"That Oriental guy completed the popularization and application of miniaturized fission energy technology several years ago. In fact, I think he had even completed the research of heavy nuclear fusion technology before the barite battery was made public!"

"Heavy nuclear fusion, do you understand? Do you know what that is? A baryte battery is a piece of glass. The key lies in a silicon isotope, which can only be synthesized through heavy nuclear fusion!"

"I remember that a few years ago, the Swedish Academy wanted to award him the Physics Prize for fission miniaturization technology, but he ignored it. Now they are awarding it to me for the same reason. This is a slap in my face!"

Obadiah was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Yes, yes, their approach was inappropriate, but, Tony, the Nobel Prize is good for both you and Stark Industries."

He said, "I'll try to communicate with the Swedish Academy to see if we can change the name. What do you think?"

Tony frowned and said nothing.

Seeing this, Obadiah quickly said, “You should know the difficulties we are facing now.”

He said: "The East is rising, and we are declining. Now even weapons are hard to sell. The big dogs in the Middle East are all eyeing Shenzhou Industry; we need something to boost our momentum."

He said: "You are a genius. That Oriental man was able to make the East rise rapidly by his own efforts. We believe that you can also make the United States great again by your own efforts!"

Tony listened and said, "Of course I can make America great again!"

"That's right." Obadiah secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You must accept this award no matter what."

He gently placed the invitation on the table beside him, turned around and walked out, as if he was afraid that Tony would go back on his word: "I will contact the Swedish Academy now."

As soon as Obadiah left, a pretty girl with freckles on her face walked in with a stack of documents.

Tony glanced at her, poured himself a glass of red wine, took a sip, and said, "Ms. Potts, you're a little late today."

Pepper Potts smiled faintly: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Stark, you just got up."

"That's not an excuse." Tony shook his glass. "You are a professional assistant I hired. You must always think about serving me."

Pepper had to explain: "Mr. Stark, I just came from the company; I was delayed by something - many reporters were squatting at the door of Stark Building. They knew I was your assistant, so they blocked me from leaving. It took me a lot of effort."

Tony waved his hand: "This is your business, not mine."

Then he said, "You mean there are a lot of reporters waiting at the door of Stark Tower? I don't remember which cover girl I had dinner with last night."

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Pepper said, "It's not because of the cover girl, Mr. Stark, it's because the Swedish Academy announced the list of Nobel Prize winners this term. There are some things that interest the media, so."

Stark was startled and blurted out, "They released the list?"

Pepper nodded, "Yes, I want to congratulate you, Mr. Stark, you are on the list."

Stark was a little confused and asked, "Did they also announce the reasons why each Nobel Prize winner won the Nobel Prize?"

Pepper nodded. "It was announced together. Mr. Stark, you won the Nobel Prize for the miniaturization of nuclear fission energy."

"Wait, wait!" Stark stood up suddenly. "So now the whole world knows that I picked up things that others didn't want for the same reason?!"

He was beyond angry.

With a bang, the wine glass was smashed into pieces.

Pepper Potts was so scared that she took a few steps back, pursed her lips, and dared not speak.

Tony gritted his teeth. "So, all these reporters are waiting here to see me make a fool of myself?! Jarvis! Jarvis! Call Obadiah back immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" responded the artificial intelligence Jarvis.

Tony took a deep breath, thinking hard, and suddenly said, "Forget it, no need to call him back."

Now that it has been announced, it is too late to contact the Swedish Academy and change the name; he must do something to save his pride! Tony suppressed his shame and anger, and said to Pepper: "Right now, right now, I will hold a press conference!"

(End of this chapter)