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"Okay, now that the technical problem has been resolved," he looked around, his eyes sweeping over Wanda and Pietro, who had been standing quietly in the corner.
"Then, the next step is the subsequent stabilization work."
He cleared his throat, and his tone turned serious.
"Wanda, Pietro, your mission is to assist Maria Hill in stabilizing the order within S.H.I.E.L.D. Now that Fury is dead, the Board of Directors has been forced to disband, and the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. is in a panic. Although Hill just said that it has been resolved. But those loyal agents need to be appeased, and those wavering fence-sitters need to be persuaded. I need you to ensure that S.H.I.E.L.D. can resume basic operations within 24 hours."
Pietro's eyes became excited. He always felt that staying here was boring, and now he finally has a mission.
"clear!"
He saluted crisply, and in a flash of his silver figure, he disappeared from the scene, leaving only a few words echoing in the air.
"I promise to complete the mission, boss!"
Wanda, on the other hand, seemed much calmer. She glanced at Henr y and finally nodded, red energy dancing in her hands, her eyes cold. She knew the difficulty of this task, but she also understood that this was the only way for them to fully integrate into this new team and prove their worth.
"Abomination." Henry looked at the other person for the last time.
"Your task is the easiest."
"Stand here. No one is allowed to leave until I return. If anyone looks suspicious, smash them into pieces."
Tony looked at Henry's smooth arrangement, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Yes, our Chief Henry is becoming more and more alike now. The way you give orders is exactly like that old bastard Fury."
"That's called trusting your teammates," Henry said with a cocky look on his face.
"Unlike some people who just leave everything to their AI and girlfriends."
"Fuck!"
Just as the two were about to start bickering again, Tony's communicator suddenly rang. It was Pepper calling.
Tony glanced at the screen, and his expression softened.
"Hey, honey."
"Well, things are almost settled in Washington. Yes, it went very smoothly. Even smoother than expected. The old guys on the council were very cooperative and offered their support for our work."
Tony said as he glared at Henry fiercely.
Henry pouted as he listened.
This guy really knows how to say nice things.
He decided to spice up his brother a little.
So he cleared his throat and shouted in a voice neither too loud nor too soft.
"Tony! Come over here and take a look! This alien beauty's body has been dissected, and the structures inside are amazing! Oh my god, what is this green slime? It smells like expired mustard!"
On the other end of the communicator, Pepper's voice suddenly became serious: "Tony!! You'd better give me a reasonable explanation! What's going on with the alien beauty?!"
"Honey, that's a scientific metaphor! Yes, a metaphor!"
Tony's face instantly fell, and he mouthed a silent roar to Henrt. "You're dead!"
Henry gave him a bright smile in return.
Let you complain about me just now.
Little guy, can't I cure you?
Henry leaned back in his office chair happily, picked up the only surviving object on the table, and watched the small steel balls tirelessly hitting each other, just like this.
A Marvel world that would never be at peace.
"Alright, everyone," he spoke again.
Pepper, on the other end of the phone, was obviously not so easy to fool.
"Let's get started and take over the world."
But she knew Tony well enough, and the call was just out of concern for him.
Although Jarvis had already reported it, she couldn't help but call and ask in person.
For the first time, Tony felt that reasoning with the enemy might be easier than explaining alien beauties to Pepper.
As he explained into the phone, he glared at Henry.
He has made up his mind.
When he gets back, he'll format Henry's game save.
Henry completely ignored Tony's threats. He turned his chair leisurely and watched Tony's predicament with interest.
It's no big deal to watch the fun, especially after this tense and exciting coup. Appreciating Tony's frustrated expression is simply the best way to relax.
He even wondered whether he should give Pepper a friendly reminder later and ask her whether Stark Industries' insurance covers the situation where the company's headquarters was occupied by alien squids due to an employee brawl.
Finally, after promising to personally chair the next month's board meeting and giving them a romantic vacation for two in the Maldives, Tony hung up the phone.
He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more exhausted than fighting Hydra.
"You!"
Tony turned and pointed at Henry.
"From today on, you are forbidden from entering my laboratory, my wine cabinet, and any of my private planes. Jarvis, record my words and set them as the highest order."
"Okay, sir. The Mr. Henry and dog-free rule is in effect." Jarvis' voice sounded, and he very considerately added a pun.
Henry almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
"Hey, I protest! This is species discrimination!" He raised his hands with an innocent look.
"Besides, I'm helping you. Think about it, Pepper will find out what happened here sooner or later. It's better to let her be mentally prepared early than to see you being hit with rotten eggs by a bunch of unemployed agents at a press conference, right?"
"You call this mental preparation?!" Tony felt his blood pressure starting to rise uncontrollably again.
"I was just about to explain to her why our new business scope includes the interstellar market!"
He paced around the office a few times in annoyance, kicking a table leg out of his way.
"Seriously, Henry." Tony's expression turned serious.
"Those old guys at the World Security Council may be frightened by you for now, but the forces behind them won't let this go. United Nations. Governments of all nations, you've poked a hole in the sky, and now the whole world is waiting to see how we fix it."
He sighed, his tone carrying a hint of fatigue, but more of a sense of responsibility that could not be shirked.
This is Tony Stark. He always complains about troubles, but when the time comes for him to step up, he is always the one who stands at the forefront.
He could argue with Henry and think he was causing trouble, but when trouble really came, he would not hesitate to stand with his brother to face it. The smile on Henry's face also faded.
He knew Tony was right.
Seizing power by force is only the first step; the real test is how to consolidate power.
Although he possesses the memories of a transmigrator and superhuman powers, Tony's experience and wisdom are indispensable in dealing with these complex real-world problems.
"I know." Henry nodded.
"So, as I said just now, we need a spokesperson, someone who can make the whole world shut up and listen to what we have to say."
He smiled at Tony and couldn't help but tease him.
"And you, my dear brother, you are the Chosen One. CEO of Stark Industries, Iron Man, the smartest, richest, and most photogenic man on the planet. This stage is prepared for you."
Tony was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Henry meant.