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"Ha, I didn't expect that what I am now is caused by my own company's weapons," Stark muttered self-deprecatingly, feeling ironic. As the CEO of Stark Industries, he was ultimately harmed by his own weapons.

Now, he only survived thanks to the battery and the electromagnet on his chest. The cold, dark cave and the circles of Ten Rings members outside the door made him unable to see any hope.

"Mr. Stark, cheer up. There must be an uproar outside, and everyone is looking for you."

"You have also seen the weapons of the Ten Rings. Your life's work has been controlled by these murderers, but now it will become your legacy."

"Are you really willing?" Yinsen pushed up his glasses and looked at the depressed Stark, speaking in a deep voice.

His hometown was still waiting for him, but he knew that he had no ability to escape. The only thing he could rely on was Tony Stark in front of him.

"Don't you want to do something?"

Tony still lowered his head and remained silent. Just when Yinsen couldn't help but speak again to encourage him, Tony spoke pessimistically.

"What else can I do? No matter what I do, they will kill me." His plain tone revealed deep despair. "Even if they don't kill me, I won't survive for a week at most."

As he spoke the latter part, he lifted the battery in his arms excitedly. The power in the battery was only enough to support him for less than a week. When the power ran out, the simple electromagnetic device on his chest would lose its magnetism, and the shrapnel left in his body would flow into his heart along the blood vessels.

At night, the cave gradually became colder. Yinsen found a pile of firewood from somewhere and lit a bonfire in an open space. Stark was wrapped in a thin blanket and sat opposite Yinsen. The flickering flames reflected the uncertainty on their faces.

"This is a crucial week, isn't it?" Yinsen suddenly broke the silence.

Stark didn't speak. The swaying flames were reflected in his pupils, and he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Maybe you're right..."

As soon as he thought of it, he immediately found members of the Ten Rings and expressed his willingness to make Jericho missiles for them, but he needed to calculate the panels and missile parts.

Hearing that Stark, a tough guy, had finally agreed, the leader of the Ten Rings was, of course, excited. He received him as if he were a relative and met all his requests.

In the next few days, the entire city was still filled with news about Stark, but as time passed, many people believed that Stark was dead.

During this period, in Brooklyn, the Russian gang that dominated a neighborhood was wiped out by John alone, leaving no one alive. The top-ranked killer, John, who had not appeared for a long time, took action again, causing shock in the underworld.

Merlin and Gwen went to Osborn Industries every night to research the lizard serum. During the day, Merlin went to the aviation manufacturing factory to adjust the first smart assembly line. With the experience from Hell's Kitchen, the first stealth Annihilator gunship production line was built in three days. Now that the materials and parts were in place, the first one had been put into production.

Many accessories of the Annihilator helicopter were already available in reality, so there wasn't much that needed to be made separately. The main focus was the outer stealth coating technology.

George was also busy tracking down the lizard people. Although he was informed by the teacher, he had no time to spare.

Saturday evening, Osborn Industries.

Merlin and Gwen stood in front of the experimental projection table, looking nervously at the yellow genetic data map that was virtually projected. According to the experimental sequence, this string of genetic data was the lizard's regeneration gene. At this time, stem cells under the influence of genes were constantly dividing and expanding to form new cells.

"Let's begin," Merlin said, looking at the rapidly dividing gene cell group and nodding.

Upon hearing this, Gwen immediately threw the blue genetic data in front of her into the lizard's regeneration gene sequence. The moment the two came into contact, the blue genetic data spread quickly like ink dripping onto white paper and merged into the regeneration genes.

Then, under the gaze of the two, the regeneration gene sequence began to tremble violently under the influence of the blue genetic data.

"Bang!" The moment a crisp electronic sound rang out, the regenerative gene sequence collapsed and dispersed like a precarious bridge.

Seeing this, their somewhat nervous expressions immediately became excited.

"Ah! Great! We made it!" Gwen's eyes lit up as she shouted excitedly. "Merlin! Did you see it? We did it! We succeeded!"

After nearly a week of staying up all night, they finally succeeded.

"Stop, stop, stop... we have to continue testing, don't get ahead of yourself." Although Merlin was also excited, he had expected this, so he wasn't as thrilled as Gwen.

"Yes, yes, let's hurry up and test it. Tonight's the night we might finish this." Gwen quickly regained her composure and returned to the projection test bench.

In fact, after achieving success, the next step was just to keep experimenting, according to the decay rate algorithm.

As the morning approached, Gwen carefully took out the prepared green serum from the thermostat.

Merlin was about to speak when his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and couldn't help but twitch his lips after seeing the message on it. "It's really double happiness."

Meanwhile, in a Gobi cave in Afghanistan, Stark was holding a palm-sized computer. The battery in his hand had been discarded and replaced with a ring of energy emitting a white haze of light. He was covered in oil and stains, but his mental state was completely different from a few days ago.

"What are you going to do?" Yinsen asked curiously as he approached.

"It's not enough to have an iron shell, you have to find a way to call for support," Stark glanced at the armor parts made of missile shells, shook his head, and said.

"Call for support? There is no signal here," Yinsen looked confused.

"Just give it a try. The worst thing you can do is rush out wearing armor," Stark said, placing a palm-sized computer panel on a missile and pretending to debug it. "RG003******

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