Chapter 1859: Peaceful Days, and the Siblings Daily Life

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Luke ignored him. He knew Tony would definitely do that.

Tony knew that Luke knew he would do that.

That was an indispensable greeting whenever they met.

Ever since Tony saw Bruces real face, he had gone from comparing looks to comparing technology.

Luke didnt care.

After Tony left, Luke would refresh the tyc.o.o.ns abilities to see what this tech development machines recent research progress was like, which would give him a rough idea of what trick the tyc.o.o.n had pulled.

Tony was a professional cheat, but Luke was a natural.

Letting Phil and Tony visit the base was just part of one of his objectives.

This was actually for the sake of setting up the bigshots production base as a target in a suitable location.

In the future, Luke would accidentally reveal the existence of this base through other means. At that time, anyone who had an eye on the bigshots resources would look for this base.

The bigshot was just one person and seemed to have a s.p.a.ce ability. He came and went as he pleased, and the chances of successfully robbing him were low.

On the other hand, this base couldnt run away Hm, more precisely, it couldnt run fast.

Without this base, everybody could only think about targeting the bigshot.

If it wasnt for the bigshots erratic movements and the fact that he always had the upper hand, he wouldve run into more than just a few attacks in the last few years.

Lukes second objective was to sort out where the three nanomite warheads should go.

Luke wasnt interested in keeping them.

He wasnt Cobra, and wasnt interested in causing chaos.

He would master the technology sooner or later, and would be able to look at other research directions.

What was slightly more interesting was control of the nanomites.

With this, some of the admin personnel of interim PDD agencies could be covertly injected with nanomites.

Although these nanomites currently only had a GPS function and an immobilizer function, Luke could look forward to audio + video surveillance for when the Cobra researchers worked with the Doctor and Ophelia in s.p.a.ce 2.

The metal-faced soldiers also werent bad. They could be killed and wouldnt betray him. They only had physiological needs and no psychological needs.

The external commissions which the bigshot often received could be left to them.

In any case, the metal-faced soldiers were bright red; it wouldnt be a shame if they died.

As for the nanomites spent on them, they were nothing.

Luke had a billion in dirty money in his inventory, and several times as many hidden fixed a.s.sets and shares; it was enough for him to rebuild MARS Industries if he wanted to.

If he spent all the dirty money he had, it would be enough to make nanomites for at least 2,000 people.

And that was just for the current nanomite technology.

When Luke skimmed through the manufacturing process, he had discovered a lot of room for improvement.

It could only be said that the Doctor was an excellent researcher, but not a qualified businessman.

Of course, Luke wasnt like that.

He had always left the troublesome research to the professionals. What he needed to think about was the logistics.

Such a big company couldnt be wasted; he had to consider the production costs of the monkey version of the gear that the bigshot would sell.

He could his money to help those at the bottom who were worth helping; he didnt need to use it to help rich capitalists.

The three of them didnt wrangle much, and they decided to leave the three nanomite warheads to Tony to deal with.

The Avengers had Hawkeye and Natasha, and these two well-known agents were prime candidates to act as the generals who would wrest back the nanomite warheads.

It might sound like nonsense, but 50% of it was true.

As the leader of the Avengers, Tony also needed to preserve a good standing with the American government.

Stark Industries allies in the government could also use this matter to reap huge benefits.

On the other hand, Phils New s.h.i.+ELD currently wasnt recognized by the government, and was the stereotypical shady organization.

New s.h.i.+ELD had been born out of the old s.h.i.+ELD, and there was indeed some unclear relations.h.i.+p between Cobra and Hydra.

People might suspect that New s.h.i.+ELD and Cobra were just two sides of the same coin, and that New s.h.i.+ELD was just putting on a show.

After discussing this, Phil and Tony stayed for dinner and then left at night.

Looking at the base, Luke heaved a sigh. Okay, time to finally get started on the modifications.

Luke reclined lazily on the porch of his Grandpa Draxs house with a cup of hot green tea in his hand. In front of him was a wide dark green meadow.

Under the warm autumn sun and with the gentle breeze, it was a peaceful scene.

Brother, Brother, that b*stard Claire is bullying me again. A cute voice rang out, and a small figure dashed out from behind the house and jumped on Luke.

Lukes entire body jolted and his head jerked like a bobblehead.

He could only helplessly reach out with both hands to hug the plump little kid in his arms. Alright, Cindy, take your time and tell me what happened. As long as you have a good reason, Ill smack Claire on the b.u.t.t.

In Lukes arms, Cindys grayish-blue eyes darted back and forth, and she suddenly sensed danger.

Generally speaking, if Luke talked reason, someone would definitely get in trouble.

If it wasnt Claire, it was her.

But if she and Claire quarreled in front of Luke, the truth would be revealed.

In the end, they could only go halves each of them would receive 50% of their big brothers love lesson.

Thinking that, the little girl immediately stopped and hugged Lukes face. Brother, Im hungry. What are we eating today?

Luke sniffed her head and said, Youre sweating again. Let Claire take you for a bath. You can have dinner after that.

Cindy gave an oh and said, Then, I want to drink water.

Luke raised his hand and poured some tea into her mouth.

Cindy immediately scowled. Ah, Luke, youre the worst. You gave me something bitter to drink again.

Luke chuckled. Im an adult. I always drink this.

Cindy punched her brother in the chest. Liar. Mom and Dad like sweet things. Only Grandpa, you and Joseph like bitter water.

Looking at her angry, round face, Luke couldnt help but rub it. If you want something sweet, go find Claire.

Claire had already been standing on the side for a while as she silently watched the siblings, who were twenty years apart, cuddle.

She had been jealous before, but had quickly given up.

That was because when she complained that Luke didnt love her, he had looked at her in surprise. Didnt I treat you well when you were little?

When Claire thought about it, she was unable to respond.

The way Luke treated Cindy now was how he had treated Claire when she was little.

At most, Claire had gotten a little less money, but Luke had been a poor kid back then.

Luke even took another jab at her. Also, do you still have time to act spoiled with me now that you have a girlfriend?

Claire was lost for words.

Seeing how the hyperactive Cindy was suppressed by Luke with just a few words, Claire recalled her dread of the same sort of oppression she had experienced when she was young.

This was treatment both she and Joseph had enjoyed as kids.

It was already October 2010. Cindy, who had just turned five, was now qualified to enjoy this treatment.