"What about a 0.1% stake in Stark Industries?"

You know, Stark Industries is a supergiant with a market value of more than one trillion dollars, and 0.1% of the shares is equivalent to more than one billion dollars.

Tony Stark's willingness to offer this condition is definitely sincere.

But is Ron the one who lacks that money?

"It doesn't matter if you have money or not, I mainly want to make friends with you."

"And it's normal for friends to help each other, right?"

Looking at the more and more kind smile on the other party's face, Tony suddenly felt a little bad in his heart: "Huh? ”

"Since I have done one thing for you, then I also need you to do one thing for me in the future."

"What's the matter?" Hearing this request, Tony's brows twisted into a 'Chuan' word.

What he hates most is to owe favors to others.

"You'll know when the time comes."

Ron said mysteriously, "But I can guarantee that this matter will not harm you and the rest of the innocent people." ”

Even if he got the other party's assurance, Tony was not willing to easily agree to such a condition that left so much room for maneuvering.

However.

Thinking that his journey of atonement has just begun, hundreds of billions of dollars of family wealth have not yet been squandered, and countless ecstasy stunners are waiting for his luck......

He couldn't bear this wonderful world.

"Deal."

After a fierce battle of ideas, Tony gritted his teeth and agreed to Ron's condition: "When will I get the goods?" ”

"No more than five days at the latest."

………………

"Whew~ It's finally done."

Staring at the white disc in his hand, Ron felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

Although there is no kryptonite in the Marvel world, red solar radiation can also make him as vulnerable as an ordinary person.

In order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, Ron spent nearly a week designing this solar radiation filtering device.

This state is capable of generating a special force field that covers the surface of his body, shielding it from red solar radiation.

With the disc in hand, Ron walked briskly to the west of the lab.

Here, a translucent cylindrical glass case stands.

Inside the glass case, there is a tight-fitting suit that is seven or eight points similar to the Superman uniform in "Man of Steel".

Unlike Superman's classic red and blue color scheme, the suit is dominated by black, with four pure white tapered stripes on the forearms and calves, and a belt-like pure white ring around the waist.

The entire logo on the chest is no longer red and yellow, but white and red, and the 'S' representing hope has been replaced by a 'U' letter deflected forty-five degrees to the left.

The cape behind him, black and white, hanging from the shoulders to the knees, injected soul into this superhero uniform.

Pulling off the pure white ring around his waist in the center of the circular depression, Ron stripped off his clothes and pressed his palm against the 'U' watch symbol on the chest of his suit.

In the next moment, the suit surged upwards and spread along Ron's arm like a symbiote of chatterbox, until it covered his entire body except his head.

Amiable, righteous and heroic......

Looking at the figure in the mirror that seemed to be the embodiment of justice, Ron nodded in satisfaction, and his heart moved.

The tight-fitting suit on his body surged like ink, and instantly turned into a set of ordinary casual clothes.

Then, it changed into a black T-shirt and shorts.

Next, suits, Tang costumes, robes, ......

After changing the world's mainstream clothing, Ron became more and more satisfied with the suit on his body.

The one-button dress change function is really convenient and can save him a lot of trouble.

"General, the energy fluctuations of the opening of artificial wormholes have been detected in New Mexico."

Just as Ron was admiring his eight-pack abs, Alice's cold voice suddenly sounded in the laboratory.

"Artificial wormholes? Satellite imagery of the location of the incident was retrieved. ”

In the next second, a 3D holographic projection was projected into the space in front of Ron.

In the projection screen, two women and a man are struggling to carry a strong man in blue to a khaki SUV next to him.

Carrying the strong man into the trunk, several people couldn't wait to drive away from the place.

Without paying much attention to these people, Ron's attention was mainly focused on a circular area with a diameter of more than three meters, like a mooncake, printed with countless intricate patterns.

"It's... The Rainbow Bridge in Asgard? ”

In less than half a second, Ron retrieved the corresponding thing from his memory: "Our hammer god has finally come down to the mortal world to practice?" ”

Alice was uncertain, "Asgard? Is it the Agard of Norse mythology? ”

"That's right."

After a few seconds of silence, Ron decided, "Let's go, let's go meet the prince of Asgard." ”

………………

New Mexico, on a sparsely planted moorland.

A big sunny boy with black hair and black eyes and a big smile on his face appeared out of thin air on a mound where birds don't.

The big boy was none other than Ron, who had arrived in a flying machine.

But.

Compared to usual, Ron now looks like a different person entirely.

The facial features are softer, more mature, and more affinity.

The body is more muscular than usual, and the clothes are no longer the ordinary black casual clothes, but a combination of jeans and a leather trench coat.

The most important thing is that the standard equipment of Kryptonians, the Kuroki Kuang glasses that are usually used to hide the sharp edge in their eyes, have disappeared without a trace.

He was reluctant to reveal his identity for the time being, and he controlled his bones and muscles to fine-tune his appearance.

"Alice, are you sure you're in the wrong place?"

Looking at the crowd in front of him, Ron frowned.

Barbecue, card, cheer...... I don't know which picnic camp this is.

"That's right, this is where the mysterious meteorite fell."

"I'm not asking you, I'm just expressing surprise."

Sighing helplessly, Ron hurried towards the crater in front of him.

Sure enough, it is an artificial intellectual disability, and its emotional intelligence is far worse than that of the intelligent life of Ultron and Vision.

Sweeping a fresh face, roasting a hot dog in front of the grill, John, who was humming a song, said, "Hey, boy, you also came to join in the fun after you got the news?" ”

Glancing at the bottom of the meteorite, the boxy, silver-white short-handled square-headed hammer, Ron smiled and replied, "Well, I heard that something amazing fell here, so I came here to take a look." ”

"Then you'll have to hurry."

Turning over the hot dogs, John looked like a passer-by: "Every time something falls from a meteorite or something, those government lackeys who like to wear black clothes will smell and chase after them, lock off the scene, and deprive us of the right to know the truth."

I reckon they'll be coming soon. ”

"Thanks for reminding, has anyone lifted that hammer so far?"

"Nope."

John exclaimed, "God is above, I even doubt that the hammer was made of a neutron star, otherwise how could it be so heavy?" ”

"Maybe it's really the neutron star that did it?"

"Haha, you're so humorous."

John Lang smiled heartily: "Go and try it, I'm optimistic about you, boy!" ”