Shaking his head, throwing aside the mixed thoughts in his head, Leon continued:
"I think that in the New York War, the whole world saw our Ability. At the same time, it also created fear for us. After all, this is the first time for such a superhero team."
"For many things, we still need to take a long-term view. To find a time next day, we will gather all the members of the team, have a meeting, and discuss it slowly."
"After all, this is a team…"
Hearing that, Stark took a deep look at Leon with those brown eyes, and suddenly smiled.
"You're right… But, isn't Thor in Asgard? How do we contact him?"
"It's not a problem."
Thor is not a human being in a sense. However, his strong combat power makes other Avengers not to ignore his existence.
"Thor told me that the reason he wanted to take Tesseract away was to protect it better, and to repair Bifrost so that Asgard once again had access to the Nine Realms. When Bifrost was repaired, He should be able to shuttle between Earth and Asgard at will."
"Bifrost… Odin… Asgard…"
Muttering these nouns, Stark's face gradually showed a look of yearning:
"I still don't believe that everything recorded in the Nordic fairy tale books is actually true…"
As a scientist, chasing the vast unknown world has always been a dream that fascinates him.
Leon shrugged and took another sip of whiskey. "I'm not surprised. Before the Battle of New York, how many people would have thought that apart from us, there are aliens in this world…"
"Yes…"
At this moment, Stark suddenly sat up straight as if thinking of something, looked at Leon, and said in a deep voice:
"Speaking of aliens, I was thinking about a question a few days ago. I think we have to pay some responsibility for this war."
Hearing that, Leon couldn't help but raised his brows and looked at Stark, "Then what do you mean?"
"These alien debris and objects are too dangerous. Once they fall into the wrong hands, the consequences will be a disaster."
"So, I plan to make a deal with the government and unite with them to form a company."
"A company?" Leon couldn't help muttering with doubts on his face.
"That's right! A company is responsible for the repair and compensation of property damage caused by our battle, as well as the cleanup after the war. Definitely, the most important thing is, by the way, all the alien objects scattered around New York will be recycled."
"I've seen the news. There is a bald-headed congressman who is right." After a pause, Stark drank the whiskey in the glass and slapped the glass on the table.
"He said: We so-called superhero must be responsible for the destruction of the city. In a sense, he is not unreasonable…"
Seeing Stark's sudden depression, Leon understood that the man in front of him still cared very much about the world's eyes and opinions.
He just showed a seemingly indifferent appearance on the surface…
Thinking of this, Leon rolled his eyes and suddenly joked:
"Are you saying that the last sentence is correct or the next sentence is correct?"
"I always feel that I have never been a superhero. At least, I don't have a cool steel battle suit like yours. I can fly around the world…"
Listening to Leon's words, Stark was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that Leon was comforting himself by changing the subject.
Although the method is somewhat euphemistic, Stark is very useful.
Compared to others comforting himself with very sensational words, he likes to use a joking way to convey each other's care…
At least, Leon's kindness, he received it.
"Hahaha… if you want, I can get you a steel battle suit. After all, your jet-black battle suit is really not cool at all…"
"Please, I'm not you. I like to be pushy all day long. I still like to be low-key. However, the black steel battle suit can be considered."
Stark stood up, spread his hands, and made a gesture of abandoning me, his tone undue as he always did:
"What can I say? Who makes me face the Avengers, not cool, how can I be worthy of the name of the world's only superhero team?"
In this regard, Leon has only two words:
"Ha ha…"
After the joke, the two returned to the topic again.
"Close to the subject, I think this company is a very good idea. It is impossible for us to ensure that every battle will not cause damage to the surrounding environment. That is unrealistic."
Having said this, Leon couldn't help but pause, staring at Stark, and said solemnly:
"Well, let me help you, we can do this together."
Hearing this, Stark, who subconsciously wanted to refuse, saw the serious look on Leon's face, and couldn't help but open his lips slightly, and changed the refusal that was approaching his lips into:
"Why not? It just so happens that your Nirvana Group, in terms of biological functions, can treat these…"
"Chitauri." Leon reminded.
"Yes! Chitauri! Research on these Chitauri, at least we can know what they usually eat to grow into that ugly appearance…"
Leon ignored his ridicule and continued to add:
"We can also jointly build a research center to conduct research on the collected alien objects. We can study their body structure, study their weapons and flight machines…"
"In this case, even if they invade the earth next time, we will have countermeasures, not as caught off guard as this time."
Following Leon's suggestion, Stark suddenly smiled, hands on hips, boasting:
"It seems that I called you over today, it was a very wise choice…"
Upon seeing this, Leon couldn't help learning from someone and rolled his eyes.
Going around, it's the narcissistic Tony Stark…
At this moment, Leon seemed to have thought of something, and with doubts on his face, he asked aloud:
"By the way, where is Banner? Didn't you say that he has been hired? With him, the research work will definitely make progress."
"He, he should be adapting to the rhythm of the international metropolis now… Don't worry, I will let our Dr. Banner work freely in a stress-free environment."
After the two talked about business matters, when Leon was about to leave, suddenly Stark stopped him:
"By the way, what's the name of our company?"
Leon was taken aback when he heard the words, and smiled involuntarily, then replied:
"It's called a damage control company, how about?"