Mark immediately understood that, if nothing else, it was Nick Fury, director of SHIELD, who seemed to be trying to recruit him.
This is nothing, but it will take a while, I still have one thing to do. "Mark didn't agree directly. He doesn't want to get involved with SHIELD for the time being.
Besides, I'm just going to be a tool. Will they make me a commander?
The answer is of course no.
"Of course, we respect your wishes. Just call me when you are free." Natasha nodded.
Mark looked at the black tights she was wearing tonight and suddenly grinned: "But if you want me to go have a cup of coffee or watch a movie with you, I think I'm always available."
"Oh, that depends on your ability." Natasha smiled charmingly, drank the red wine in the glass, turned around and left the villa.
Looking at the perfect lines that were clearly outlined, Mark couldn't help but look at them a few more times. This woman was too lethal!
[Ding! Mission completed! 1000 contribution points have been credited!]
[Ding! Total contribution points have reached 1256 points, C-level contribution exchange mall is open!]
"Not bad, my work tonight was not in vain!" Mark was delighted when he saw his contribution value exceeding four digits.
Rorschach's template is at best just an ordinary person who has been enhanced, but he has always been longing for the superhero abilities that are full of special effects.
After browsing around the mall, Mark quickly found the Homelander template, of course, this was the complete version.
"Finally, I don't have to use the trial card anymore!" Mark was somewhat excited. The trial version he had used before was indeed a bit disappointing.
"System, redeem the Homelander template!"
[Ding! Host redeems Homelander template! Consumes 1200 contribution points, remaining contribution points 56 points!]
"Don't hesitate, although it's a bit expensive, the sooner you buy it, the sooner you can enjoy it!"
Although Homelander can only be regarded as a youthful version of Superman, his abilities in all aspects are not as strong as Superman.
But we still don't know Homelander's upper limit. I don't know how many Homelanders Superman can kill....
Feeling the power filling his body, Mark couldn't help but close his eyes and smile.
With a loud "bang", Mark flew into the air in an instant. He made several big holes in the villa where Perth had accumulated his wealth for half a lifetime.
Floating in the air and looking at Gotham City, Mark finally understood the excitement Tony Stark felt when he first flew into the air in "Iron Man".
It feels so good, it cannot be described in words.
After circling in the air for a few circles, Mark flew straight towards New York. Now it was time to go find Tony and play.
It is estimated that this guy is just a handsome young man now. As someone who has been here before, I have to teach him a lesson no matter what.
Besides, teasing and teasing this young rich man is definitely very interesting.
Not long after, Tony Stark was in his seaside mansion in New York City. Tony, dressed in a suit, was adjusting his tie in front of the mirror, preparing to attend a dinner party.
Pepper brought him coffee, and she had also changed into a low-key and luxurious evening dress.
Neither of them knew that at this moment, Mark's figure appeared above the mansion.
"Tony's taste is much better than that guy Perth's!" Mark smacked his lips and landed directly on the balcony of the mansion.
The balcony door was not locked, so Mark walked into the house smoothly. As luck would have it, he ran into Tony who was holding a cup of coffee, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Who are you?" Tony put down his coffee and his eyes became alert.
"How should I put it? Actually, I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to be right here." Mark smiled awkwardly, but this made Tony even more confused.
Pepper hid aside, picked up her cell phone and started to contact the bodyguard, but she seemed very calm.
Tony still kept his distance from Mark, his heart full of doubts. His villa was equipped with a full set of electronic monitoring and automatic alarm devices. Could he have flown in?
"Friend, no matter who you are, it doesn't seem right to break into someone else's house without permission." Tony slowly moved behind a cupboard not far away, his eyes fixed on Mark.
Mark smiled helplessly and explained: "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I think if you listen to what I want to say patiently, you won't be in a hurry to let the bodyguard kick me out."
"Oh, really? Then I'd better listen carefully." Tony said disdainfully and quickly took out a pistol from the cupboard.
At the same time, a series of footsteps were heard downstairs, and the bodyguards rushed over as soon as possible.
"Sir, are you okay?"
The bodyguard who rushed over immediately stopped Tony behind him and pointed the black gun in his hand at Mark.
But Mark was not panicked. Instead, he took out a part of the design that he had prepared long ago and said with a smile: "Mr. Tony, I think you should take a look at this first. How about we talk about it?"
"Is this a design drawing?" Although he couldn't see it clearly, Tony was so familiar with these things that his curiosity was aroused.
After pondering for a moment, Tony walked out of the circle of bodyguards and prepared to take a look at the blueprint.
"Mr. Tony! What are you doing..."
"Don't worry. If he wants to harm me, he doesn't have to wait until you come up." Tony waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to stay put.
He walked up to Mark and took the design.
However, after just one glance, Tony's originally calm expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth.
"You all go out first, I want to talk to this gentleman alone!" He signaled the bodyguards to leave without saying anything, and invited Mark to a meeting room.
Pepper and several bodyguards stared at each other in amazement. No one could figure out the situation, so they had to wait outside for the time being.
In the reception room, Tony looked over the drawings in his hand over and over again countless times, but he still couldn't calm himself down.
However, correspondingly, he also felt more puzzled.
"Your name is Mark, right? Among so many technology companies, why did you choose me?" Tony asked.
Mark smiled and snapped his fingers: "Because I believe that you, Tony Stark, are the only one in the world who can build this thing."
This recognition and praise immediately improved Tony's favorability towards Mark. He paused and continued, "Very good. How much do you want? I think this will be a pleasant deal."
..." Mark was choked by Tony's words, thinking that the way rich people think is really different. After all this time, they still think that he is a door-to-door salesman?