Dr. Gilbleur?!

This was the second time Anna had heard of the name, and she had heard that Dr. Gilbrugh had been very active lately, and had found a number of large companies to invest in Manhattan, New York.

Nodding, he casually asked about Gilburu's situation.

"He hasn't been famous for a long time, and he has hard skills, which was recommended by Dr. Connors."

Osborne didn't know much, the head of the regenerative factor project team was Professor Connors, and the Austostrata Group only threw money at it, and besides, he was not good at biology.

At that time, Dr. Connors mentioned Dr. Gilbru in passing, and Osborne was very interested, so he threw out five million, after all, a small amount of money.

With that, Osborne talked about the mice, and Dr. Connors needed a batch of mice, about 5,000.

Anna nodded, telling Osborne to pull it away that day.

Now her mice have become large-scale, mass production, 5,000, not much, increase embryo culture efforts, 3 days can be replenished.

………………

In Manhattan, on the Statue of Liberty, Tony Stark sits on the torch stand, grabbing a wine bottle, looking due east, looking through Queens and over Brooklyn, where Stark was born and raised on Long Island.

Further away on Long Island is East Hampton Beach, which is bordered by the Holy Trinity Cemetery, where his bones should have been buried.

With the setting sun on his head, Tony grabbed the bottle and gulped it down, he felt a little bitter.

Behind, the setting sun dyed the world red. Turning his head, under the canopy, the whole golden Manhattan was in front of him.

"You should rejoice that it's me.... Monopoly of peace. ”

Stark remembered his speech on Capitol Hill, when he was in high spirits.

"I'm the richest person in the world, my net worth is the sum of the top three on the Forbes list, Lockheed Martin was beaten to outer space by me, Hugh Jones was eating dust behind me, hahaha..."

Beside him, sat Mark 4, his best friend, Stark crawled over, climbed on Mark 4's shoulder, hugged it from behind, and rested his head on the shoulder of the armor: "Hehe... Forehead... Ha ha... You saved me, and you imprisoned me. ”

Looking at the Statue of Liberty under him, Stark was envious, at least she broke free from the shackles, and he, after breaking free from the cave, entered another shackle - power armor.

Power armor saved him, but it also hurt him.

The ability to detoxify the blood has been completely lost, he has exceeded the standard of palladium - 45% of the blood toxin detector - and maybe by this time tomorrow, he will be lying on the beach, unable to get up again.

"Mr. Stark, Pep has called you 126 times, urging you to go back."

Jarvis said.

Stark ignored it, he didn't want the familiar to see the decadence - he was Iron Man, the only superhero in the world (he thought he was).

"Here, show me Xavier's Castle, I'm going to see my little short legs jump up and down!"

Stark feels that his little short legs are too energetic, he doesn't know failure, he doesn't know tiredness, and he doesn't worry about it!

Jarvis listened, and it's now a human-computer interface.

Through three-dimensional imaging, Stark sees the little short legs inside the castle.

Anna is lying on her stomach on the wrecking ball, holding a welding torch and a fan, and she is installing a remote sensing receiver on the wrecking ball.

Since you can't drive, you can control it remotely.

The mechanical spider is finished!

$80 million, Anna doesn't care, it's a big deal to recreate one, bigger and more powerful - the king of wrecking balls.

But she cares about the mechanical spider, not her money.

The mechanical spider is finished!

In front of the camera of "Anna No. 2", she pulled the denim bib and got stuck.

Jingle bells... When the call came, the little short leg called up the virtual screen and looked at it, it was Pep.

The little short leg slid down the wrecking ball, stepped on the back of the mechanical spider, came down, and pressed the ear, the graphene communication device is standard.

It begins with an exploding cry: "Anna, your father is missing." ”

…………

Half an hour later, Anna arrived in Midtown Manhattan, followed by "Anna II", and saw Pep holding his right hand with his left hand, facing the windowpane, touching his forehead with his right hand, crying.

Anna sensed that Pep was showing signs of collapse.

Stark is really, the older he gets, the more children he becomes, look, he is thirty-eight years old, and he is still awkward like a child.

"Did you leave any message?"

Looking at Pep's expression, Anna sighed, it must have been.

"Are you sure you haven't?!"

If it was Stark a year ago, Anna thought it was possible, but a year later, Stark was irresponsible...

Cap covered her forehead, circled around the table, clapped her hands anxiously, spun around again, and when she turned back to the boss's chair for the third time, she slammed her head.

"Yes, he's played with your little iron ball."

Bending over, Pep rummaged through the drawers: "Where is it, I remember it was placed in the third compartment, when I put it on the table, Tony picked it up, and put it back half an hour later." ”

The more Pep rolled over, the more annoyed he became, and he smashed the Chaos Pendulum, which fell to the ground, and the three pendulums were still rotating.

Biting his lip and looking at the chaotic pendulum, Pep suddenly remembered, "Here." ”

She took out a small 3D imaging ball from the printer's A4 paper tray.

The iron ball rolled onto the table, Anna pressed the remote control button, Pep folded his feet, pursed his lips, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, touched his lips, and looked nervously at the image.

Tony Stark appeared, holding a cardboard box, and said.

"Anna, this is my gift for you..."

Wow... Stark is a bit of a tyrant!

Don't be too tyrant!

$200 billion.

Personal net worth.

By comparison, Scrooge McDuck was less than a fraction of him.

For the first time, Anna felt short-sighted.

Half a year ago, in the Stark Industrial Building, Anna was facing the inheritance of $4.5 billion, and at that time, he was rich in psychological activity, thinking that $4.5 billion could become a dumpling man - sitting in a well and watching the sky.

And Stark has already paved the way for Anna.

In the three months since he returned, Stark has done a lot of work, including the establishment of the Stark Foundation.

The foundation includes a number of funds, including an education fund, a veterans' benefit fund, and a women's and children's security fund.

The Foundation has been transferred to Anna's name, without Anna's knowledge.

Next, Anna's foundation only needs to donate 5% a year to charity, or $10 billion, and after 10 years, the remaining assets of the foundation can be transferred for free without paying inheritance tax.

It seems like a loss, so why don't you donate 50%?

However, Anna is free to run the foundation, even if it is entrusted to Hanmer Jarvis, and with his years of experience in managing funds, she can achieve an annual profit of 10% at the most.

Perfect for tax avoidance!

With $200 billion, Anna thinks she can build ten Gundams.

"Every turtle has its own turtle mound, and I'm going to look for my own sipadan too." In the three-dimensional projection, Stark concludes with this.

It's quite poetic.

Still, Anna thinks - Mr. Stark is a voyeur!