"You're thinking too much." Blo smiled and patted Quentin on the shoulder, and continued. "Your imagination is so rich, how could you be like a villain?"

You are a villain.

Blo slowly complained in his heart, but on the surface, Blo still showed a look of pride for you and said, "How? Quentin, if you want, my Carrier Company and Stark Industries will give you a lot of money to help you take your invention a step further."

"Is this true?" Quentin asked with wide eyes and a little confused. "Are you really willing to fund my experiment?"

What he wants most in his life is to let his invention be recognized by others, and this is basically the dream of every scientist. No one doesn’t want more people to know their abilities and roles.

Quentin is of course the same. If he can really become a superhero, then what can better play the role of his design than this?

"Since that's the case, then I'm willing, Mr. Carrier, thank you, I will not disappoint you, and Mr. Stark, thank you, thank you." Quentin bowed excitedly to the two of them.

"Nothing is nothing, it's all you deserve. As long as you can play the role of superhero well, we will naturally give you greater help." Stark waved his hand and smiled.

"That's right, Tony is right, Quentin, since you agree, then we will be colleagues in the future. It is appropriate for colleagues to help each other, right?"

Blo continued with a smile. "But there is one thing I want to remind you that the profession of superhero is not easy, and it is easy to be in danger of life, so you must be careful."

Hearing Blow's words, Quentin nodded seriously. "Well, I understand, Mr. Carrier, I must be careful in everything."

Quentin is not stupid either. After all, he is just an ordinary person, and he is still very different from those superheroes with superpowers. So if he encounters danger, it will be difficult for him to get rid of it.

However, having said that, Quentin still has a great advantage, because his combat mode is illusion, so he can hide his body in a safe position and let the holographic projection simulate himself.

With the help of Stark and Blow, Quentin quickly completed a rough hero equipment and combat plan for himself. In this way, another superhero was born.

"Qentin, about your code name, I decided to call you the Mysterious Guy. How about you follow Vulture and Spider-Man in the future?" Blo said.

"Okay, I'll follow Mr. Carrier's instructions, and I like the name Mystery Guest very much." Quentin nodded. At this moment, he had already put on his combat suit, and at the same time, six drones slowly flew up.

“By the way.”

Blow suddenly thought of something and looked at Toums and asked. "Tums, I remember you said before that someone made special alien weapons in New York, right?"

Upon hearing this, Toums nodded. "Yes, I have had a relationship with some people, and they have hinted me about some gangsters secretly reselling alien weapons."

"Oh?" Blo frowned when he heard this. Unexpectedly, in the original work, Vulture was the villain who reselled alien weapons. After he turned him into a superhero, another group of people would appear to continue reselling alien weapons.

Could it be that this is the will of the universe? But Blo has experienced this many times, so he was not very panicked. Although he didn't know who the enemy was this time, it shouldn't be too powerful.

After pausing, Blo said, "Since that's the case, Toums, you will be responsible for this mission. How about you take Peter and Quentin to destroy the gang selling alien weapons?"

"Yes, I have no choice." Toums nodded seriously.

You know, his wife and daughter live in New York, and an inexplicable criminal group sells such weapons of mass destruction in New York. How could he not be alert?

If his wife and daughter had a little bit of fault, then Toums would never forgive him, so after hearing Blo's words, he immediately accepted the task.

Peter and Quentin, who were beside each nodded, they both lived in New York, so they naturally could not ignore this kind of terrorism that occurred under the eyelids.

"Then you go, I hope you can defeat the enemy through your own efforts. Of course, if you encounter danger, I will go over and rescue myself." Blo said with a smile.

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Carrier, he's just a group of gangsters, we can solve it." Toums smiled, and then offered his goodbye. He needed to start action as soon as possible.

Looking at the backs of Toums, Peter and Quentin leaving, Stark looked at Blok with interest and asked. "Blok, do you really believe they can solve it? According to Jarvis's judgment, the other party may have very lethal weapons and equipment."

"Believe them, Stark, their potential is great, even greater than you think." Blo said mysteriously, holding his arm.

To be honest, Stark doesn't like these people. Little Spider is fine, but he is too young. Stark feels that letting such a young child become a superhero is a very irresponsible thing.

Stark looked down on Quentin Baker even more. As a researcher under Stark, Stark still knows the other party very well. For many years, Quentin has been studying the real virtual technology, and to be honest, that technology cannot make money.

It can be said that real virtual technology is completely a bottomless pit. Studying that thing is the same as throwing money into the sea. Tens of millions of dollars can't make a waste of water.

So Stark is not optimistic about the prospects of this technology. His original plan was that Stark would promote a technology at the next tour to see if there were any suckers willing to take over. If not, Stark would have to fire Quentin.

But at this time, Blow suddenly came up and said that he hoped Stark could summon a man named Quentin Baker to join the Guardians League, which made Stark a little curious.

Can real virtual technology, coupled with drones and chemical agents, really become a superhero?

"Since you said that, I will wait and see." Stark chuckled for a while.
Chapter completed!