"If Tony was still around, your products would scare him, I'd love to see how surprised he looked."

Hanging up the phone, Bulma's voice came from behind Pepper Pepper Potts, slowly walking to her side with the mourning of the deceased.

"What are these?"

Pepper Potts asked curiously.

What catches your eye is a world map full of photos, deserts, grasslands, wilderness, wilderness, the endless Gobi Desert, and the endless sea.

There are gentle graduation photos when you received your degree, and there are lonely ships dancing with the wind in the tsunami...

But in the middle of the photograph is by the haystack of a wheat farm, on the morning of the first encounter with a boy...

"An adventure once upon a time."

Bulma's words are filled with longing reminiscences, the ignorance of two immature children, a journey with no end, a fateful meeting...

"Carrot Eyre?"

Pepper Potts had already guessed the identity of the man in the photo.

Not to mention, he looks really handsome.

"Hmm."

Bulma nodded, looking at her with a smile:

"Well, after seeing the great prospects of our company, are you interested in coming back and continuing to work as an assistant for me?"

Hearing this, Pepper Potts didn't know how to answer for a while, so she could only smile awkwardly.

Truth be told, it's impossible if you're completely unmotivated.

The boss is dead, and the employee is replaced by a new boss, which is human nature.

But somehow, before seeing Tony Stark's body completely, Pepper Potts always had the last vestiges of fantasy in his heart.

That's why she never left Stark Industries.

Even after Obadiah took over, the people Tony used before were all promoted and secretly demoted, superficially promoted and raised, and secretly silently set up.

"Please believe me, I was really moved just now, but thank you for your kindness."

Waving his hand apologetically, Pepper Potts still frankly rejected Bulma's offer.

"Yo, so happy to refuse?"

Bulma was surprised at the same time, but also slightly sideways, I can't imagine that the arrogant maniac, the playboy still has this kind of personality charm?

This is, take her down?

"I'm sorry, Bulma, but your new assistant board has been chosen."

At this moment, Hope Dane walked in with a leisurely stroll in cold black high heels.

As the daughter of Hank Pym, Hopedain, who has been trained by Ant-Man since childhood, is currently in charge of the security of the core experiment with Wanda.

Hank Pym and Brie Brown are both old now, and they have both withdrawn from the front line and started their retirement careers.

In addition, the two companies are now merged, and the transfer of power to children has been tacitly completed.

Unlike Bulma, a wild child who doesn't like to take care of things, Hope Dane is a strong woman type with a strong sense of ambition.

Because of this, the two of them can be said to completely complement each other's strengths and weaknesses.

With the addition of a Carrot Eyre, the two old people can be said to be completely relieved to retire.

Bulma looked back suspiciously, and Hope Dane was accompanied by two ladies.

"Hello, Dr. Bulma, Natalie Rose, for your assistant."

The blonde with the pseudonym Natalie is naturally the famous agent Black Widow.

Natasha glanced at the girls present, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised in her heart.

I'll go, why are all women here?

Could it be that this Carrot is also a playboy type?

"Louise Lane, reporter at the press conference, from Cosmopolitan Planet Daily."

Unlike Natalie's feminine amorous appearance, Louise Lane's face is obviously more solemn.

She purely went through official channels to make an appointment for a news interview.

However, the purpose of the two invariably pointed to Carrot Eyre.

Bulma looked them up and down, and she was very impressed by this reporter, so she took the lead in greeting:

"Hello, I remember you, is it an interview, I don't remember I received an appointment?"

Louise Lane shook hands with Bulma, and as a veteran journalist, she naturally knew the rules of the industry and said:

"My appointment was placed on Mr. Al's account, and he wasn't there, so the company automatically transferred it to you."

Bulma's face darkened, and she almost slapped herself on the forehead:

"Damn!"

In the next second, Natalie also said with the same smile:

"My application was also placed in Mr. Al, and after I was admitted, I don't know how it was automatically divided."

Hope Dane looks like he's watching a good show, not to mention, the fun between Bulma and Al is really good.

Bulma glared at her and pouted angrily, "You quickly changed this program for me." ”

The next second, Bulma looked at Louise Lane helplessly and replied:

"Okay, Miss Louise, since there is a procedural problem in our company, I can make an exception and agree to this interview, but I can only give you five minutes."

"No problem, Dr. Bulma, thank you for your understanding."

Louise Lane's always serious face, after hearing Bulma's answer, finally showed a relaxed smile, and it was one of the usual routines of reporters to sneak into the major venues in a tricky way.

"I have only one question to ask, and that is Mr. Al's whereabouts."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Natasha looked at Louise Lane in surprise, and a look of surprise flashed in the corner of her eye.

Is she also here for Carrot El?

It's kind of interesting.

Bulma was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect the other party to want to ask this, and she thought that the other party would ask about the miscellaneous information about the development process of the universal capsule.

After examining the two of them for a while, Bulma silently turned to the side, gave up a spot, and motioned for everyone to look at the wall in front of them.

"I don't know where he is now, but he's in one of these places."

Louise Lane was stunned, she looked at the pictures on the wall and the huge world map hanging above it, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

"This?"

However, unlike Louise Lane's bewilderment, Natasha's eyes silently calmed down and let go of her mind.

That's enough for the world's top ace agents.

The line of sight swept over one by one, echoing the location of each photo with the map behind it.

For adventurers, there is no need to conquer the places they have visited.

The map above is very old, with countless line drawings outlining illogical and unclear routes.

The exclusion method is based on the degree of wear and tear of the entire map and the photo frame hanging underneath.

It is true that the world is very big, but people must have a goal to go there.

And the place with the most wear on the entire map, but which never appears in the frame, is...

Natasha's gaze slowly fixed on the pure white at the top of the map, which was the most difficult area of the entire map to touch, but also the most abrasive.

That's, the North Pole!