"I haven't said goodbye to my dad," Tony opened the press conference with this inexplicable remark.

"I didn't have time to ask him a lot of questions, I wanted to ask him what he thought about the company, whether he was conflicted, if he had doubts," Tony said as he said as if there were many unresolved doubts in his eyes.

"Maybe he's not the guy I've known in the news in the past," Tony kept saying something that the reporter couldn't understand, but he himself seemed to have finally decided on something important.

"I've seen a lot in the time I've been missing, I've seen many young people killed, dying from the weapons I designed to protect them," Tony's words revealed remorse and guilt.

"And I found myself to be part of a totally irresponsible system," Tony shook his head and laughed at his past self.

At this time, one of the reporters sitting on the ground raised his right hand holding a pen, as if he had a question to ask.

"Hey, Ben," Tony called by his name, as if he knew the reporter, meaning to ask him questions.

"What happened there?" The male reporter whom Tony calls Ben asks his own questions.

"A lot of things, a lot of things I don't want to think about, but anyway, these things wake me up, I wake up," Tony Stark's eyes were full of passion at this time, as if a treasure that had been buried for many years had been wiped clean and shining.

"I, I finally woke up like a dream, and I began to realize that I could do more things for the world, for this society, more changes, not just blow it up," Tony stood up from the ground, step by step firmly onto the podium, and spoke out loud.

"So I'm going to shut down Stark's weapons department as soon as possible," Tony finally threw out the "nuclear bomb", and the reporters in the audience were instantly confused, the news was so shocking that they all stood up from the ground.

In an instant, the reporters surrounded Tony Stark, and countless questions were thrown at him like bullets, Obadia quickly stopped the excited reporters, but Tony was still talking about his decision, "I have enough power to decide the future of the Stark Group, to determine the direction of its development, so that it continues to develop and align with the interests of the country, and that's the end of the press conference," Tony said and left alone, leaving Obadia to deal with the reporters here.

"Alright, alright, I think tomorrow's newspaper has something to look at, and its headline has already been left to you by Tony," Obadia expertly communicated with the various TV stations and media reporters.

"Today, the main purpose of our press conference is to inform you that Tony is back, and he is in good health, and we will hold a shareholders' meeting within the company to discuss the remarks he just made, and we will inform you of the final opinions in a timely manner, thank you," Obadia expressed his opinion very fluently.

-- Ten -- minutes -- minutes -- after --

Obadia stepped on a balance bike to the door of the weapons research and development building, and he saw Tony's driver and bodyguard Hogan, so he walked up to Hogan and asked, "Where is he?" ”

"It's inside," Hogan said, with a glance flashing inside the door.

Obadia lit his cigar and walked to the door, took the pass from the pocket of his jacket and swiped it on the card reader to open the door, he slowly walked inside, and saw Tony standing in front of the large Ark reactor he had built, looking at the reactor that emitted electric light.

"Do you want to explain to me about this today, what do you think, do you mean that you have been brainbroken by terrorists," Obadiastein's tone was very angry, because the Stark Group is not only Tony's father's, he himself has worked in the group all his life.

"Hehe, of course, if your goal is to make the company's stock plummet, then I can only say that you did a good job," Obadia laughed at the end.

"Am I supposed to put a bullseye on my head?" Tony Stark asked, looking down.

"Your head, or mine," Obadia asked, walking up behind Tony, "how big do you expect the stock to fall tomorrow?" ”

"Optimistically, 40 points," Tony replied with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Optimistic, at least 40 points, not optimistic at all," Obadiyah retorted.

"Maybe you're right," Tony replied.

"Tony, we are weapons manufacturers, it is our duty to research weapons and manufacture weapons, we consume a lot of steel, and make excellent weapons to guard the security of the country and the peace of the world, and now you are actually going to close the weapons department, do you want our employees to eat the Northwest Wind? What the hell do you think? Obadia said what she wanted to say, and then asked Tony two more pointed questions.

"Obadia, I just don't want to use death to make my company save money, it's dishonorable and immoral, as for the question you said?" Tony replied.

"You say we've kept the peace of the world, and I think that's a joke, you know what I'm seeing?" Tony asked Obadia in a loud rhetorical voice.

"I saw our weapons in the hands of the terrorists, attacking the military, and probably the civilians, and oh my god, I had my name engraved on every single missile," Tony yelled.

Obadia watched quietly as Tony vented his anger and didn't speak.

"We can do better, we can change the world instead of destroying it, we can really change people's lives," Tony said, and then his voice became quieter.

"How do you want to change, what are we going to do without producing weapons, producing baby bottles?" Obadia saw Tony calm down and stepped forward and quipped.

"I think we can redefine the reactor's technical value," Tony said as he looked into Obadia's eyes.

"Oh my gosh, from the new definition, it looks like you're really having something wrong with your brain," Obadia said, touching his big bald head.

"It's been 30 years, we've never made a breakthrough in so many years, and now it's just a gimmick to fool people who don't know how to do it," Obadia said, picking up the cigar from his lips.

"It's not a gimmick," Tony retorted.

"Well, it's not a gimmick, it's a scientific project, it's just that there has been no breakthrough in 30 years, unless it's .........." Obadia said along with Tony's words, only halfway through his words he suddenly stopped and looked back at Tony.

"Okay, I'll show you," Tony looked at Obadia who was looking at him with a puzzled look, and finally he made a decision to show Obadia the small reactor on his chest, maybe it would make him understand his good intentions.

Tony unbuttoned the chest of his shirt and revealed the miniaturized ark reactor buried in his chest, a pale blue glow in Obadia's eyes.

"Oh my God, what the hell did those bastards do to you, Tony, what the hell is going on, why, why do you have such a thing in your chest?" Obadia said in surprise, her eyes full of question marks.

"Well, I'm wounded, the missile blew up, the shrapnel went into my body, and if it weren't for Ginmori, I would have been dead," Tony explained.

"Ginmori saved you, what does it have to do with this thing?" Obadia continued.

"The way he saved me was by stuffing an electromagnet in my chest to suck up the shrapnel, and I later built a small reactor myself, otherwise I would have to carry a car battery all the time," Tony patiently explained to Obadia.

"God, Tony, it's all my fault, I'll just go by myself that day, I'm sorry Howard," Obadia shed tears of heartache after hearing Tony's explanation, he himself has no children, he has also treated Tony as his own child all these years, and now it is very uncomfortable to hear that Tony has suffered so much pain and torture, so he cried, not as a CEO of a company, but as a father.

"Hey, hey, hi, Obadia, it's not your fault," Tony's heart was also uncomfortable when he saw his elders crying.

"Don't cry, Obadia, I actually have another discovery, I think someone in our company is doing private deals behind our backs," Tony saw that his persuasion was not working, and decisively changed the subject.

"Who is it, I will make him pay," Hearing this, Obadia immediately stopped grieving, and a cold light shone in his eyes, no matter who it is, he has to be equipped to pay the price for hurting his own child, a very huge price.

"I don't know who it is, it's going to be investigated, I don't even know who to trust right now, I can only trust you and Pepper and maybe Hogan in the company," Tony said.

"Okay, Tony, I want you to keep a low profile from now on, stay at home and recuperate quietly, as for that mole, leave it to me to deal with, I'll find out who it is, I'm going to peel him," the chill in Obadia's tone made Tony shiver.

Tony and Obadia end their conversation and go home, and Silvermori doesn't have a place to live, so for now Tony lets him live in his own home.

-- Prison -- Prison -- Tori -- Ni -- Gorge -- valley --

In the canyon, a brown-skinned bald head was standing at the entrance of the cave with a cigarette in his mouth, and there were a dozen guards with machine guns around him to protect his life, while the soldiers who had been investigating in the canyon were all dead, dead at the hands of these terrorists, their bodies being shot like a sieve.

"Head, I found it, this should be the armor that Tony Stark used to fight, and the blueprints," several of his men came out pushing a small cart with most of the armor on it, and one of his men ran to the bald man with the blueprints and handed him the blueprints.

The bald man kept comparing the armor on the ground with the blueprint, and slowly showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Bows and arrows were used by Genghis Khan to rule Europe, but now they seem to have become obsolete," the bald man said, holding the blueprints.

"Looks like we're going to have a good talk with our friends, it's not enough to have the blueprints, I still have to see the real thing," the bald man whispered alone.

-- To-Ni -- Shi -- Ta -- Ke -- --

Pepper watched the host's ridicule of Tony on TV, and was very pessimistic.

At this time, Tony's voice came out through the display, "Pepper, are you there?" ”

"I'm here, what's the matter?" Pepper picked up the monitor and replied.

"How big are your hands?" Tony asks Pepper a question.

"What do you mean, I don't understand?" Pepper didn't understand what Tony meant.

"Forget it, you can come down first," Tony said directly.

Pepper went downstairs and walked to the door of Tony's lab and typed in the code.

"Tony, what the hell is going on, hey, hello Ginmori," Pepper said hello when he saw that Ginmori was also here.

"Stretch it out to me, oh, what a delicate little hand," Tony said with a sigh at the sight of Pepper's slender little hand.

"That's it, right, it's what helped you get through it, didn't it?" Pepper saw Tony lying on the operating table with his upper body bare, and the blue glow of the Ark reactor on his chest was so beautiful.

"That's right," Ginmori explained, "Tony has built a new reactor from scratch to replace the rudimentary prototype on his chest, but we've had a small problem, and both me and his hands are too big. ”

"And what do you want me to do?" Pepper asked.

"It's not too much trouble, come here," Ginmori beckoned Pepper to Tony's side.

"Hey, Ginmori, will you let me be alone with Pepper for a while?" Tony said.

"Of course, it's not much of a problem anyway, but you're going to be out of luck with the good wine upstairs," Ginmori said jokingly, going upstairs as he said again.

"I don't care if you drink it all," Tony said loudly.

After Ginmori left, Tony looked at Pepper.

"You see, I'm going to replace this new reactor now, it's something I'm going to live on in the future, but there's a wire coming out under my chest, and it's causing a short circuit," Tony said as he took matters into his own hands and removed the old reactor.

"Okay, this one is useless, throw it away," Tony said in a very rustic manner.

"Oh my God," Pepper said, taking over the old reactor.

"Now, I want you to put your hand in and pull the string out gently," Tony said to Pepper.

"Is this safe?" Pepper wasn't worried about herself, she was thinking about Tony's safety.

"There should be no problem, this is not a military operation, it will not hit mines," Tony carefully explained.

"Thunder, what do you mean," Pepper obviously didn't understand.

"You just have to do it, it's not dangerous," Tony tricked Pepper into trying to reassure her.

"Really, then I reached out," Pepper said.

"Okay, be careful, don't run into anything else," Tony said.