Afterwards, Lin Zhongtian informed everyone except Daenerys of the news about the artificial intelligence and the new Gray Mist Coins, and recorded their names and information on the Void's second-level administrator authority list.
After exchanging for new gray fog coins, Zhao Lihe returned to the world of Embroidered Spring Blade and continued to rebuild the old mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty.
Zuo Yu agreed to the requests of Li Yun and Daenerys and posted a recruitment information in the John Wick world, hoping to recruit some talents who have lost interest in the real world and are willing to follow Daenerys to conquer Westeros.
At the same time, Bai Lang gladly accepted Li Yun's invitation and entered the Game of Thrones world with him.
In Li Yun's original plan, he was going to wait for Zuo Yu to recruit relevant talents and then take these people away.
But now with the Gray Mist Coin engraved with the Seal of the Void, Li Yun no longer needs to wait in the Time Travelers Alliance. As long as he activates the Seal of the Void, he can communicate with Zuo Yu in the Time Travelers Alliance at any time.
However, since the independent space that compressed Bai Lang's body was only effective in the gap of virtual space, when Bai Lang stepped over the fourth metal door, his body, which appeared to be only two meters tall, suddenly swelled.
In an instant, a black mountain appeared out of nowhere on the surface of the Narrow Sea.
Li Yun carried the improved space suitcase and stood above Bai Lang's head to show him the way.
The man and Godzilla dived into the sea and swam towards the Slave Bay where Daenerys was.
On the other side, Lin Zhongtian dealt with the matters of the Time Travelers Alliance and returned to the Marvel world.
Then he was surprised to find that the time flow rate ratio between the Marvel world and the void was 2:1.
He only stayed in the void for half a day, but a whole day had passed in the Marvel world.
In Monaco, a charity race organized by the racing club is about to begin.
At the pre-match banquet, celebrities and dignitaries from all over the world gathered there, and many reporters from well-known newspapers also came after hearing the news, ready to take an explosive photo for their own career.
Tony, wearing a light blue suit and dark yellow sunglasses, walked into the party with Pepper and Happy.
As soon as I entered the door, Natasha, who was wearing a red dress and dressed like a blooming rose, came to greet me with a smile.
"How was your trip, Mr. Stark?"
"very good!"
Tony took off his sunglasses and looked at Natasha's outfit tonight.
Natasha put on a professional smile and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Stark, if you don't mind, a photographer from the Monaco Racing Club wants to take a picture of you."
"sure."
Tony agreed with a smile and motioned for Natasha to lead the way.
Pepper smiled and approached Tony, gritted her teeth and whispered, "When did this happen?"
"Um?"
"Don't play dumb, I asked you when you hired her!"
"Of course it was this morning, and you forced me to do it."
"What did I force you to do?"
"Your resignation leaves me in need of a personal assistant."
Pepper rolled her eyes at that, this was a very shameless statement.
It was Tony who appointed her as the CEO of Stark Industries, but he insisted that she resigned.
Just as Pepper was about to fight back, Natasha happened to come over with the photographer. She could only say angrily, "You never change!" and then looked at the photographer's camera with a smile on her face.
“Crack—”
A fresh photo of Tony Stark and the new CEO of Stark Industries has been released.
Natasha had a smile on her face as she led the two to their seats.
Passing by a seat near a floor-to-ceiling window, Tony thought the view was better, so he sat down.
Pepper frowned and said, "This is not our place."
"It can be."
Tony smiled and pulled her over to sit down, then looked at Natasha.
Natasha was indeed a socially adept and versatile agent. She smiled and nodded immediately. Then she glanced at the name on the seat and turned to discuss changing seats with the guest who originally belonged to the seat.
"You see, she's very capable."
"I know she's very capable, but you didn't discuss this with me in advance."
"We've discussed it. We're in the garage."
"..." Pepper rolled her eyes at him.
Tony smiled, looked into her eyes and said seriously, "You look beautiful today."
Pepper showed a helpless smile on her face and was about to speak when an annoying voice came from the side.
"Hey Tony, how's it going?"
Tony twitched the corner of his mouth and turned his head to look, only to see a gentle man in a white suit and black-framed glasses walking quickly towards him with a fake smile on his face that made him want to punch him.
It was Stark Industries' competitor, Justin Hammer, chairman of Hammer Industries.
Next to him was a beautiful blonde woman in a dark green dress.
"This is Christine, the famous reporter from Vanity Fair. I think you two know each other, right?"
"……certainly."
"In fact, she is preparing to report an interview about me in Vanity Fair. I suggested that she interview you two as well. After all, the new CEO of Stark Industries is big news that no reporter can miss."
Justin's tone was frivolous, with a hint of showing off and charity in his words.
He does have reason to be proud. After Stark Industries closed its weapons division and announced its withdrawal from the armaments industry, Hammer Industries took the opportunity to win a large number of military orders. It is currently considered a military giant that has seized the position of the former Stark Industries.
"That's right." Christine nodded and looked at Pepper seriously and said, "If my editor-in-chief knew that I met you but failed to interview you, he would definitely kill me."
"sure."
Pepper had a polite smile on her face.
But seeing the smug smile on Justin's face, she couldn't help but say, "I remember last July, you did an exclusive interview with Tony. That report was great and very impressive!"
Justin's smile froze and he looked at Christine in surprise, as if asking, "Is there such a thing?"
Kristine sensed the gunpowder in the air and felt something was wrong, but she still forced a smile and said, “Thank you for the compliment.”
While Tony was suppressing his disgust and talking to Justin Hammer, Natasha also relied on Tony's influence to persuade the party guests to agree to exchange seats with Tony.
Just as Natasha was about to walk towards Tony, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
He was a Chinese waiter wearing a waiter's suit, holding a tray with champagne in his hand, and a professional smile similar to Natasha's on his handsome face.
Seeing Natasha looking at him, the waiter smiled slightly, put the tray on the bar, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.
Natasha frowned, looked at Tony who was chatting with Justin, thought for a moment, and followed him.
Pushing open the door of the bathroom, the middle-aged man who was adjusting his wig in front of the mirror was stunned for a moment, looking at the red-haired girl who accidentally entered the men's restroom with surprise.
"Hey, miss, I think you may have come to the wrong place. This is the men's room, not..."
Before he could finish his words, a hand landed lightly on his neck, accurately cutting off the blood supply to the carotid artery.
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and fell backwards without a grunt. The wig on his head fell to the ground and was then lightly caught by another hand that suddenly appeared.
The Chinese young man supported the middle-aged man's body and let him sit on the toilet. Then he put the wig in his hand on his bald head, and after tidying it up, he walked out of the cubicle and came to Natasha.
Natasha glanced at the unconscious middle-aged man on the toilet and shook her head.
"You still like to do these meaningless things."
"You don't understand." The young man said seriously, "A wig is the last dignity of a bald middle-aged man. I can knock him out, but I can't deprive him of his last dignity!"
“…”
Natasha has become accustomed to the twisted ideas and heresies that young people occasionally come up with.
She frowned and said, "Why are you here? Why did you take the risk to meet me? Do you know that the mission I am currently carrying out has been upgraded to a higher level of confidentiality by two levels..."
"Of course I know." The young man nodded, "But since I dare to appear in front of you, there must be an inevitable reason."
Natasha frowned and asked, "What's the reason?"
The young man took out his cell phone, tapped the screen a few times, and then handed the phone to Natasha.
"Ivan Vanko, son of Anton Vanko, is a genius physicist. He was sentenced to 15 years in prison for reselling weapons-grade plutonium during the Soviet era. After his release, he sneaked into Europe and disappeared in Morocco. Based on his family history, I have reason to suspect that he came for Tony Stark."
Natasha frowned as she looked at the picture of Ivan Vanko on the phone screen.
"He is the one you were tracking some time ago?"
"That's right." The young man nodded and pointed to the information below the photo on the screen. "Someone once saw him wearing a simple exoskeleton armor and using a high-voltage steel cable to chop up an abandoned car in a garbage dump. Based on the description of the witness, I have reason to suspect that the power source of his armor is the Ark Reactor..."
"That's impossible!" Natasha said flatly, "Tony Stark once said that his technology is decades ahead of the world, and that no one will be able to imitate the Ark Reactor on his chest for at least twenty years."
The young man laughed when he heard this: "This brings us to Ivan Vanko's family history..."