Zeke didn't understand why Grace was so happy when she left. She walked very happily, and didn't have the arrogance of being a king at all.
"Master, I also want a custom steel suit..."
At this time, Gael, who was standing beside Zeke, rubbed her small hands, pursed her mouth, and said weakly.
"Silly girl, isn't it just a custom steel battle suit, what a trifle."
Zeke scratched Gael's nose and smiled, "Let's go, I'll make it for you now."
"Really?!"
Gael's eyes suddenly brightened, "Young master is the best!"
Afterwards, Zeke asked Jarvis to scan Gael's whole body like Grace, made a data of her body, and then directly started to manufacture it with microbots.
After about an hour of work, a new set of women's Mk 42 suits customized for Gael came out.
"Great!! Master! Look! I'm also Iron Man now."
Gael, who was wearing a steel battle suit, jumped up and down with joy, and the whole person couldn't contain the excitement.
"Go and experience what it's like to be Iron Man. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask Jarvis."
"Jarvis, protect Gael, don't let her have any accident."
Zeke warned.
"Yes, sir."
"Gael, stand firm, I'll control the battle suit first, and I'll give it to you after you're familiar with it."
As the steel battle suit flew into the sky, Gael soared into the sky.
"There is no trivial matter, no major troubles, and it is most comfortable to be free."
Zeke leaned back on the sofa, and with a thought, the microbots immediately brought a bottle of red wine that had just been opened and started pouring it.
Zeke picked up the cup and took a sip, the comfortable feeling made him extremely happy.
"Sir, there's a phone call from an unfamiliar number."
Suddenly, Jarvis spoke up.
Jarvis is a super artificial intelligence that can handle tens of thousands of things at the same time. He can repair those broken steel suits, protect Gael, and handle affairs for Zeke. It's a trivial matter for him.
"Unfamiliar number? Who is it that can find my number? He's not a simple guy."
Soon, the call was connected, and a thick male voice came from the other end:
"HELLO?"
"If you don't speak my language, you can hang up now."
Zeke was not polite at all.
"No, no, Mr. Zeke, don't hang up!"
The other side hurriedly said in jerky and broken Phoenix language, "We have a big deal to discuss with you."
"Oh? What's the big deal?"
Zeke took a sip of red wine and asked.
"We are an overseas organization and cannot give you my name for special reasons, but you can call me 'K'."
"We know that Mr. Zeke is young and promising, you have made great achievements in cutting-edge science and technology, and have developed works of the next era like Iron Man. We watched the whole video of your conference this time. The strength of the Iron Legion is very strong. Very strong, we were very impressed..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zeke couldn't help interrupting him.
"K, you don't need to say more about these polite words, just explain your intentions directly."
"Okay, Mr. Zeke, we value your Iron Man very much and want to buy an Iron Man from you. You can rest assured that we will give the best price to show our sincerity, and I hope you can agree to our request."
"I'm sorry, the steel battle suit will not be sold to the public, I'm afraid this will disappoint you."
Zeke took a sip of wine, "Jarvis, hang up."
"Wait! Mr. Zeke, we are willing to pay a high price, as long as you are willing to sell..."
Before the sales word was spoken, Jarvis hung up the phone.
However, this is only the first wave.
For the next two hours, Zeke's phone calls were not interrupted. All of them came from various foreign forces and organizations. He doesn't know where they got Zeke's phone number. They all came to talk to him about the Iron Man deal. Some of the ideas are relatively new, and they want to work with Zeke to develop Iron Man.
In the end, Zeke simply asked Jarvis to block all unfamiliar numbers for him and stopped answering any calls.
"Sir, you have accumulated more than 1,000 emails in your mailbox, do you need to deal with it?"
Jarvis asked.
"Old rules, help me filter out useful emails, and you can handle the rest."
Zeke had no intention of wasting so much time on such trivial matters.
"Sir, here is a letter from your alma mater inviting you to give a speech."
"University alma mater?"
Zeke's brain suddenly became active.
According to his previous memory, his alma mater was the most famous Phoenix University in the entire kingdom. After all, Zeke in the past is still the heir of the big Qaringal family. They have ways to get him in.
However, in the impression of "Zeke", because he is not doing his job, he skips classes and plays online games every day, and he is hilarious everywhere, so the students around him don't think highly of him.
But obviously, Zeke's reputation is now known to everyone in the kingdom, and it is difficult for these people to meet him.
After a quick scan of the entire letter, the speech was scheduled for a month later. If Zeke agrees, he can directly contact the president of Phoenix University, who will be in charge of the full arrangement.
"A rare moment of showing off, I have to go."
Zeke grinned and made a decision directly.
...
The next day, in the palace.
"Your Majesty, it is absolutely impossible! Phoenix Tower is the symbol of Phoenix's capital, how can it be demolished?!"
"Yes, Your Majesty. Phoenix Tower is too important, let Zeke change his request."
"Phoenix Tower has won an international architectural design award. It is the kingdom's glory. It's just a word from Zeke. How can it be easily demolished? It's not right!"
"Your Majesty, please think twice."
"Think again, Your Majesty."
"..."
As soon as the elders heard that Zeke wanted the land of Phoenix Tower and the whole building, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly persuaded Grace.
"Elders, are you finished?"
"I'm not discussing this matter with you, I'm telling you! Within today, I will put Phoenix Tower and the area under Zeke's name."
Grace glanced at everyone lightly, and her eyes flashed.
"Starting now."