Chapter 114: Uh, That's magic
The white and blue light in Luca's eyes gradually faded, and the room grew dim once again.
Wanda was startled and instinctively shrank back.
She thought that after Luca woke up, he would fly into a rage because his deepest secrets had been pried into.
Therefore, she had already prepared herself to face death.
Because she knew very well that relying just on herself and Pietro, they could never win against this monster who could even defeat Hulk.
However, Luca did not get angry at all.
After waking up, he first glanced around and found that they had returned to the hotel room.
At this moment, Luca was still recalling the conversation with his parents.
He felt a bit dazed.
After so many years, he finally managed to see his parents, but it was such a brief reunion.
However, Luca quickly pulled himself together.
Looking again at the reserved and nervous girl before him, he thought of the red energy she had just released.
He guessed that this should be some kind of high-tech weapon capable of inducing hallucinations.
But Luca also found it somewhat strange.
If that was an illusion, then everything he had just experienced felt far too real.
So real that even he couldn't distinguish between true and false.
After thinking about it, he felt that these two people had great utilization value and could be kept around.
Thinking of this, Luca adjusted his breathing.
Then, he comfortably stretched and casually picked up a glass of red wine to take a sip.
"Very good, the VR experience is really not bad."
Luca smacked his lips and then bantered.
"Full marks for image quality, strong sense of immersion, it's just that the plot is a bit cliché."
"Ma'am, it's truly a pity you don't go to Hollywood to make movies with this skill. If Spielberg saw your technology, he'd definitely be so ashamed he'd retire on the spot."
Wanda was slightly stunned.
At this moment, she was still immersed in the empathy and sorrow brought by the illusion.
Therefore, when she now saw Luca's nonchalant appearance...
She had some new feelings.
Luca must be putting on a brave face!
He used unbridled and sharp-tongued behavior to disguise himself, just to conceal the vulnerability and pain of losing his parents!
He didn't want anyone to see his scars; he was a gentle and pitiful person!
Thinking of this, the hatred in Wanda's heart inexplicably lessened a lot.
Looking at Luca again, she couldn't help but say a few words filled with apology and sympathy.
"I'm sorry... I didn't know you experienced these things too."
After hearing this, Luca paused his action of drinking wine.
Afterwards, he feigned disgust as he looked Wanda up and down.
"Is your brain full of water?"
"I'm a chaebol bully worth hundreds of billions with Superpowers, and every night I have different supermodels warming my bed."
"You're an ordinary person who can't even afford to eat and dresses like a street punk, yet you come to sympathize with me?"
"Do you have masochistic tendencies?"
These words should have made people angry.
But strangely enough, the more Luca scolded her, the more Wanda felt that Luca was just being tsundere.
She felt that Luca was doing this as self-protection.
For a moment, Wanda's curiosity and sympathy for Luca reached their peak, and a trace of unusual emotion grew deep in her heart.
She wanted to stay by this man's side and see what his true inner self was really like.
Of course, most importantly, it now seemed that her parents' death had nothing to do with Stark.
She felt that staying by Luca's side might help her find the truth behind the war in Sokovia and her parents' death back then.
Before Wanda could think too much, Luca had already strode up in front of Wanda and grabbed her wrist in one go.
Then, he checked Wanda's hand back and forth.
"What on Earth are the components of the red mist you released just now?"
"Is it neurotoxins mixed with certain bio-electromagnetic waves? Or robots that can directly interfere with the cerebral cortex?"
"Where is the transmitter hidden? In your cuffs? Or implanted subcutaneously?"
"What is the energy source? A miniature nuclear battery?"
Wanda was choked up, staring blankly at Luca.
After a long while, she replied in a daze.
"That's not technology, it's... magic."
"Also, I saw your parents' matter in the illusion just now, I'm sorry..."
magic?!
Luca frowned.
As a member of the Stark Family, he firmly believed that everything was science.
But everything he had just experienced forced him to harbor doubts in this direction.
After all, the most technologically advanced place in the World was his and Tony's laboratory.
He didn't believe that anyone else's technology on Earth was more advanced than his and Tony's.
Although he was already somewhat shaken inside, on the surface Luca still sneered.
"magic? Stop kidding."
"This is at best some kind of unexplained quantum energy field, or energy interference."
"Don't use words meant to fool children to fob me off."
Seeing Luca's stubborn refusal to admit it, Wanda had a different thought.
He must be putting on a tough front!
He used harshness and a paranoia about science to disguise himself simply to avoid letting others see his scars!
The more indifferent Luca acted, the more Wanda felt that things were different.
But no matter what, Wanda still intended to prove it to Luca.
She wanted to prove that her ability really was magic.
Thus, she turned her head to look around.
In the corner of the room sat a newly sprouted potted plant.
Afterwards, Wanda raised her hand.
A cluster of red energy surged from her fingertips, instantly enveloping the potted plant.
The next second, a miraculous thing happened.
Nourished by the red energy, the potted plant began to sprout and grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few short seconds, it grew into a cactus over half a meter tall.
A small yellow flower bloomed upon it as well.
This scene left Luca stunned.
Having lived for over twenty years, this was the first time he had witnessed with his own eyes something that completely violated biology and the law of conservation of energy.
In the past, he wouldn't have believed in the existence of magic no matter what.
But now, facts were right before his eyes, forcing him to believe it.
"What the hell..." Luca muttered softly.
But regardless, these two people with peculiar abilities were someone he had to keep.
Therefore, Luca released Wanda's hand.
Straightening his clothes, he looked down condescendingly at the siblings.
"Alright, now let's settle accounts."
"You illegally trespassed on private property, attempted to murder the second largest shareholder of Stark Industries, and carried out an illegal mental attack on me, causing me to suffer severe psychological trauma."
"Counting mental damages, lost work time, and room cleaning fees."
"The two of you currently owe me about one billion U.S. dollars."
Pietro felt like the sky was falling and screamed in fright.
"One billion?! Are you crazy!"
"We don't even have ten bucks! We're orphans!"
Luca snapped his fingers and smiled nonchalantly.
"No money? It doesn't matter."
"Stark Industries loves doing charity work the most."
"From now on, you two have been unilaterally acquired by me."
"From now on, you belong to me."
"Room and board provided, no salary, until you pay off the one billion."
Hearing this, Pietro trembled all over in fright.
He just wanted to use Super Speed to take Wanda and run away.
But Luca turned his head, his eyes instantly lighting up with a dazzling white and blue glow, staring fixedly at Pietro.
"If you dare take a step away, I'll break your legs and stuff you into the generator to supply power to the hotel."
Pietro was so scared by that gaze that he didn't dare move an inch.
As for Wanda?
Because she was in a deeply wonderful state, not only did she not want to run, but she instead went along with the flow and agreed.
"Fine, we'll stay."
She wanted to stay by Luca's side to see the other's true inner self.
Luca nodded with satisfaction.
Looking at his watch, he found that it was already time for dinner as agreed with Tony and the others.
"Let's go, new employees. Come eat with me."
The two nodded blankly and followed silently behind.
Luca led the two swaggering towards the restaurant.
Along the way, Wanda and Pietro each had their own thoughts.
Pietro's face was filled with despair, feeling like he had fallen into a devil's den.
Wanda occasionally stole a glance at Luca's back, her gaze complex and tender.
Chapter 115 Captain America and Hulk Join Justice League
Soon, they arrived at the hotel restaurant.
At this moment.
Tony, Pepper, Steve, and Jessica were already sitting by the dining table.
Happy was also supporting the weak Bruce Banner as he sat to one side.
Everyone had changed into clean clothes, with only Luca not yet arrived.
The door of the private room was pushed open.
Luca walked in with Wanda and Pietro.
Everyone's gazes instantly concentrated behind Luca.
Tony raised an eyebrow, looking at Luca with a wicked smile.
"Luca, you went back to your room and brought back a minor?"
"Do you have a pedophilia fetish? Or has your taste become perverted to this extent now?"
Luca pulled out a chair and sat down, unceremoniously snapping back.
"Shut your stinking mouth, Tony."
"This is free labor I just acquired."
"Besides, they are already adults!"
"They owe me one billion, and now they are my private property."
"Unlike you, who only knows how to spend money buying useless scrap metal to build battle armor."
Tony rolled his eyes.
"One billion? Your expression is truly more disgusting than a rat."
Everyone was long used to the brothers' daily bickering.
Pepper helplessly shook her head and called the waiter to serve the dishes.
Jessica sat in the corner, lowering her head and not daring to speak.
She sensed the unusual aura of Wanda and Pietro, making her heart even more despairing.
Damn it, the monsters around Luca are getting more and more numerous.
Can she still survive?
After three rounds of drinks.
Luca cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, then looked at Steve sitting opposite him.
"Alright, now it's time to talk about business."
Luca pointed a fork at Steve.
"Old Popsicle, haven't you been dead for decades? How did you suddenly pop out from underground and run to Monaco to fight?"
Tony also put down his wine glass and stared closely at Steve.
"That's right, I'm also very curious."
"Dad searched for you his whole life and couldn't find you, yet you appeared in the arena like a savage descending from the sky."
Hearing the two people's inquiry, Steve's expression instantly sank.
First gulped down a mouthful of whiskey, then heavily smashed the wine glass onto the table.
"Damn it!"
As soon as Steve opened his mouth, it was profanity.
"Don't talk to me about this matter!"
"It's all because of that damn Nick Fury!"
Speaking of this, Steve was already gnashing his teeth.
"That son of a bitch dug me out of the ice, and then locked me in a room disguised as the 1940s trying to brainwash me!"
"He took a bunch of your photos and told me that you are lawless Terrorists and the tumor of society!"
"He wanted me to join some bullshit Avengers to deal with you!"
Hearing this, Tony sneered.
"Fury that cotton picker, he really lingers like a ghost."
The more Steve spoke, the angrier he became, his chest heaving violently.
"That bastard's mind is looser than a hooker's waistband!"
"Does he think I couldn't tell that those monsters in the photos were sent by him?"
"Damn it, S.H.I.E.L.D. is actually using monsters to fight now! This is simply even more disgusting than HYDRA!"
"I cursed him out on the spot and then ran out."
Steve looked towards Luca and Tony.
"I came here just to see with my own eyes what kind of person Howard's son is."
"Now it seems that although your mouths are a bit stinky and your personalities a bit nasty, at least you are much better than that hypocrite Fury."
Hearing this, Luca couldn't help laughing.
"Old Popsicle, your judgment is not bad after all."
Afterward, Luca looked again at Banner, who was sitting to one side with a pale face.
"What about you, big guy?"
"How did you end up being airdropped into the arena like supplies?"
Banner gave a wry smile, somewhat embarrassed.
"I don't know either."
"Originally, I was hiding in a small town in South America, trying to control my emotions."
"As a result, a few nights ago, I was suddenly attacked by a heavily armed group of mercenaries."
"They didn't use live ammunition, but instead used nerve gas."
"Before I even had time to transform, I was poisoned unconscious."
Banner sighed.
"When I woke up again, I was already on a helicopter."
"Then I was thrown down... You all know what happened next."
Tony touched his chin.
"It seems someone deliberately brought you here, wanting to use your hands to deal with us."
"That idiot Hammer doesn't have the guts, nor does he have the strength."
"It must be the work of HYDRA."
Mentioning HYDRA, Jessica, sitting in the corner, trembled all over and buried her head even lower.
You can't see me! Can't see me! Can't see me!
Luca smiled lightly, too lazy to bother with Jessica.
Hearing all this, he thought of the scene in the illusion where his father Howard said the assassin was Steve's good buddy Bucky.
Thus, he narrowed his eyes and spoke sarcastically.
"Steve, I'll ask you a personal question."
"Do you have some old flame who died years ago? Or some deeply bonded gay comrade-in-arms?"
Steve was stunned, looking completely baffled.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"What I like are women! Women with big chests!"
Steve irritably slapped the table.
"Were you fucked by Hulk? What kind of shit is packed in your brain?!"
Luca wasn't angry either, just shrugged.
"Nothing, just asking casually."
It doesn't matter if nothing can be asked out.
He didn't plan to talk about what he saw in the illusion right now either.
After all, that involved the truth of his parents' death, and he planned to discuss it alone with Tony after returning to New York.
If that guy named Bucky was really the assassin, regardless of whether he was brainwashed or not, Luca would definitely not let him off.
The meal was eaten amid noise and commotion.
After eating and drinking his fill, Luca wiped his mouth and looked towards Steve and Banner.
"Alright, you two."
"Since neither of you has a place to go right now, why don't you tag along with us."
Luca threw out an olive branch.
"You should know that Tony and I started an organization called Justice League."
"Join us, and you'll get food and housing covered, social insurance and housing fund, plus a laboratory and training ground."
Tony also nodded and chimed in.
"That's right."
"Banner, Luca and I can help you research your problem; it's better than you hiding alone in the slums."
"As for you, Old Popsicle, you don't even know how to use a smartphone now; if you leave us, you won't even be able to get a meal."
Steve and Banner exchanged a glance.
Banner hesitated for a moment.
He knew the level of the Stark Brothers; perhaps they could really help him solve the Hulk's problem.
Moreover, he really had nowhere else to go right now.
"Alright, I'll join." Banner nodded.
Seeing this, Steve let out a cold snort.
"I'm not doing this for your money."
"I just want to keep an eye on you, lest you smash Howard's signboard."
"Also, I have to settle accounts with that bastard Fury."
Luca snapped his fingers with a brilliant smile.
"Very good, passed unanimously."
"Early tomorrow morning, we return to New York."
Chapter 116: Truth (Double Chapter)
After dinner, everyone dispersed.
Luca arranged two adjacent suites for Wanda and Pietro on the same floor directly.
Late at night.
Pietro paced back and forth in his room, unable to sleep at all.
Glancing outside the door, his thoughts drifted.
Then, using Super Speed, he slipped into Wanda's room as a silver afterimage.
At this moment, Wanda was somewhat dazed.
Therefore, she sat on the sofa, absentmindedly gazing at the night view outside the window.
No one knew what she was actually thinking about.
Was it Luca? Or Luca? Or Luca?
Oh, no, definitely not, how could that be...
"Wanda! What on earth are you thinking about?"
Pietro lowered his voice and walked up to his sister with a frantic expression.
"Why do we have to stay? Luca is a devil! A complete capitalist and Vampire!"
"He opens his mouth and demands one billion back?! Even if we go sell our blood, we can't pay it back!"
"Taking advantage of the fact that they're all asleep now, let me take you away! With my speed, they can't catch us!"
Wanda was slightly stunned.
Seeing her brother so anxious, her eyes remained very calm, with a hint of tenderness.
"Pietro, we are not running."
"WTF?! Are you crazy?" Pietro widened his eyes, grabbing his hair with both hands.
"Didn't you see how he smashed Hulk into the ground during the day? If he wanted to kill us, it would be as simple as pinching to death two ants!"
That's right, Pietro believed just that.
He was a speedster indeed, but during the day he had witnessed Luca's speed.
When fighting Hulk at first, Luca engaged in hand-to-hand combat with him, but later finding he couldn't match his strength, started maneuvering around.
It was at that moment that Pietro saw what true speed was.
Like a damn ghost, he appeared behind Hulk without even an afterimage.
The most absurd scene was that Luca was so fast that more than a dozen figures appeared at the same time to attack Hulk together.
Is he even human?! Huh?!
Wanda shook her head and said softly.
"He won't kill us."
"Pietro, you don't understand. I saw his inner self in the illusion."
Speaking of this, Wanda's gaze became somewhat complicated, and the image of Luca going berserk in despair for his family in the illusion resurfaced in her mind.
"On the surface, he looks arrogant, sharp-tongued, a playboy, with no bottom line."
"But those are all disguises used to protect himself."
"His parents were also killed by someone. In fact, just like us, he is a poor person who lost his parents."
"He treats others with a nasty attitude just so others won't see his vulnerability."
Pietro was dumbfounded after hearing this.
Then he looked at his sister as if looking at an alien.
"A poor person? Vulnerable?"
"Wanda, have you been brainwashed?"
"That guy can blow up a car with one punch, and has different supermodels around him every night, how is he poor?"
"Most importantly, he is still the World's richest man!! How is he poor?!"
Wanda ignored her brother's complaint and just looked at him firmly.
"No matter what you say, I have decided to stay."
"And now it seems that the bomb that fell in our home back then probably had no direct relationship with the Stark Brothers."
"Staying by Luca's side might allow us to use their resources to find the real culprit who ruined our family back then."
Pietro was somewhat speechless.
But seeing his sister's firm gaze, he knew he couldn't persuade her anymore.
Afterwards, he could only sigh helplessly and slumped onto the sofa.
"Fine, fine. Since you've decided, I'll accompany you."
"But you must remember, if that bastard dares to do anything perverted to you, I'll risk my life to kick his balls to pieces."
Wanda smiled slightly and nodded earnestly.
Would Luca do that? She didn't know.
...
Time came to the next day.
Everyone packed their luggage and boarded a private plane to return to Los Angeles.
This plane was custom-made by Tony, with an outrageously large interior space and extremely luxurious decoration.
Sofas, wine cabinets, home theater, everything was available.
But for some reason, as soon as Steve boarded the plane, he felt uncomfortable all over.
At this moment, he sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, his brows tightly knitted together.
"Gentlemen, welcome aboard. The estimated flight time is eleven hours, would you like any drinks prepared?"
As soon as the plane took off, Jarvis's gentle voice sounded inside the cabin.
Steve was startled, abruptly stood up, and looked around vigilantly.
"Who? Who is speaking?"
"Dammit, get out here!"
Seeing Steve's posture, Tony couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"Relax, old-timer. That's Jarvis, my artificial intelligence butler."
"He has no physical entity, just a piece of code."
Steve couldn't understand what artificial intelligence was at all, only feeling that an invisible ghost was monitoring him.
"I don't care what kind of bullshit program he is!"
"Can this damn machine shut up!"
"It feels like being peeped at by a balls-less pervert!"
"Do all of you have exhibitionism? Do you like being stared at by something invisible?"
Tony's mouth twitched from being scolded.
"Damn it, your mouth stinks even worse than Fury's dick."
"Jarvis, turn on mute mode, and ignore this Old Popsicle crawled out of the septic tank."
"Alright, sir." Jarvis responded, and then the cabin returned to quietness.
Steve snorted coldly and sat back on the sofa, observing everything around him with full disgust.
On the other side, Pietro acted as if he had never seen the World.
As soon as he boarded the plane, he ran around everywhere in the cabin, touching this and looking at that.
When he walked up to the bar and saw the pure silver tableware and high-end wine glasses, his eyes went straight.
Swallowing his saliva, he looked left and right, finding no one paying attention.
So, he quietly reached out his hand, wanting to swipe a few forks.
Just the moment his hand touched the fork.
"If you dare to put the fork in your pocket, I'll cut off your hand and flush it down the toilet."
Luca's voice came coldly from behind.
Pietro shuddered in fright, withdrawing like an electric shock.
Then he dazedly looked behind him, only to see Luca sitting on a sofa not far away, holding a biology magazine without even raising his head.
But Pietro knew that this guy definitely meant what he said.
Feeling helpless, he could only smile awkwardly and hurriedly scurried back to his seat.
After a while, Luca put down the magazine and looked at Tony opposite him.
"Tony, the armor performed really terribly in the arena."
"To actually be whipped like a spinning top by a non-bathing Russian with a whip, don't you feel ashamed?"
"Fortunately, I arranged for this guy to be brought back to Los Angeles for detention in advance, otherwise I'm afraid you'll have nightmares at night."
Tony laughed out of anger and immediately counterattacked with a sentence.
"Shut up, Luca. That was just a portable armor, which sacrificed defense in pursuit of portability."
"And I finally punched him flying, relying on myself."
"On the other hand, you destroyed a room taking a bath and still brought back two deadweights, are you planning to open an orphanage in Malibu?"
"If I open an orphanage, you, this giant baby, will be the first one I send in." Luca sneered and retorted.
Wanda sat aside, quietly watching the brothers mock each other sentence by sentence.
In other people's views, the relationship between these two was terrible and like fire and water.
But in Wanda's eyes, this was completely a different look.
She felt that Luca was using meaningless quarrels to cover up his inner loneliness and desire for family affection.
He actually cared about Tony very much, just didn't know how to express it, so he could only use these clumsy ways.
Thinking of this, Wanda's gaze became even gentler.
She got up, walked to the bar, and poured a glass of wine.
Then she walked to Luca's side and handed the wine glass over.
"Mr. Luca, have some wine and rest for a bit."
Wanda said softly, trying to probe Luca's words and shorten the distance between each other.
"You actually don't have to keep yourself so tense all the time. Relaxing occasionally and saying what's in your heart will make you feel a lot better."
Luca looked at the wine glass in a daze, and then looked at Wanda's motherly expression.
"Although it's very impolite, I still want to ask, are you magic poisoned?"
"I've received your concern, but I am Lucas Stark, I don't need anyone else's concern, thank you."
Although Wanda was rejected, she wasn't angry; instead, she felt that Luca had been hit in the heart's concerns and was tsundere-ly covering it up.
Thus, she obediently nodded and retreated back to her seat.
This scene made Jessica, sitting in the corner, feel her scalp go numb.
How is this possible?!
Just yesterday, Wanda was still an assassin sent by the organization to assassinate Luca.
How did she become so submissive today?!
What on earth did Luca do to her?
Could she have been brainwashed?!
Too terrifying!
This demon Luca has even more perverted methods than HYDRA!
Jessica didn't dare to think too deeply, only burying her head even lower.
She was very grateful; fortunately, her clearance level was also quite high, and Wanda and Pietro had no idea about the situation within the organization at all.
Otherwise, if they directly squealed to Luca, she would be dead meat.
...
After a dozen or so hours of flight.
The airplane landed at a private airport in Los Angeles.
Everyone walked off the airplane.
Pepper glanced at her watch and said to Tony and Luca.
"There are still many details to handle regarding the relocation of the headquarters to New York; I have to go back to the company for a meeting immediately."
"Jessica, you come with me and help me organize the documents."
Feeling as if she had been granted amnesty, Jessica hurried to follow behind Pepper and dove into another car as if running for her life.
Luca and Tony took Steve, Banner, Wanda, and Pietro to the Villa in Malibu.
An hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Villa.
Everyone walked into the spacious and bright living room.
Luca pointed to the lounge area and said to the four of them.
"You guys, stay here for now."
"There is food and drink in the fridge, help yourselves."
"And don't touch my stuff randomly."
Luca deliberately turned his head to look at Steve.
"Especially you, Old Popsicle."
"Don't smash my TV thinking it's an enemy communicator; that thing is worth one hundred thousand US dollars."
Steve rolled his eyes, cursed a fucking capitalist, and then started wandering around.
Banner and the twins also followed over.
After arranging everything.
Luca's smile vanished completely in an instant.
He looked at Tony, his eyes suffused with coldness.
"Follow me to the laboratory."
Tony was slightly stunned.
He rarely saw Luca show this kind of expression.
Usually, no matter how big the trouble was, Luca always had a look of absolute certainty.
He realized that something major must have happened.
He didn't waste any more words and followed Luca to the laboratory.
As soon as they arrived.
Luca directly issued an order.
"Jarvis, cut off the external network connection."
"Activate the shielding and anti-surveillance systems."
"Without my permission, no one is allowed to approach the laboratory a single step closer."
"Alright, Mr. Luca. The network has been cut off, and the shielding has been activated."
The laboratory lights dimmed, leaving only a few dim blue work lamps.
Seeing Luca's battle-ready stance, Tony frowned deeply.
"What on earth is going on?"
"That expression of yours is like you just found out you caught a terminal STD."
Tony tried to use a joke to ease the tense atmosphere.
But Luca didn't pick up the cue.
He walked to the experimental bench, braced his hands on the desktop, and took a deep breath.
"Tony, do you still remember that anonymous email you received earlier?"
Luca's tone was very low.
"That file regarding the truth about Mom and Dad's death."
Tony's expression changed.
This email was a thorn deep in their hearts.
The email stated that that car accident in 1991 was by no means an accident, but an assassination.
But the email didn't specify who the killer actually was.
"Of course I remember." Tony clenched his fists.
"Didn't we agree that once things stabilized recently, we would use all our resources to investigate?"
Luca raised his head and looked straight into Tony's eyes.
"There's no need to investigate."
"I already know who the killer is."
Tony widened his eyes, his breathing growing rapid.
"Who is it?!"
Luca didn't answer immediately; instead, he recounted what happened last night in detail.
"Wanda's magic made me see what I desired most and feared most deep in my heart."
"In the second layer of the illusion, I returned to 1991, back to that highway where the car accident happened."
Speaking of this, Luca's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"I saw Dad and Mom."
"I also saw the killer who was about to cause the car accident."
Tony stared fixedly at Luca, his eyes already starting to turn red.
"Tell me, who the hell is that bastard?!"
Luca took a deep breath and dropped a bombshell.
"Before Dad died, he recognized that killer."
"His name is Bucky Barnes."
"Which is Steve Rogers's best buddy back then."
Tony was stunned.
Bucky Barnes?
That hero in the World War II documentaries who fought side by side with Captain America and finally fell off a cliff to his death?
He didn't die?
And he turned out to be the killer who murdered his parents?!
After a brief moment of numbness, an irrepressible Fury ignited Tony.
"Ah!!!"
Tony let out a roar, his power instantly spinning out of control.
He slammed his fist onto the experimental bench.
"Bang!"
The tabletop was smashed into a deep dent, and the entire table shook.
Tony's eyes turned bloodred, and veins bulged on his forehead.
"This motherfucker!"
Tony cursed through gritted teeth.
"He actually killed Dad and Mom!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became; Tony quickly turned around and strode toward the display case storing the armor.
"I'm putting on the armor right the fuck now and dragging Steve down here!"
"I'm going to make him tell me where the bastard Bucky is hiding!"
Tony had already lost his mind.
Right now, he only wanted to kill, only wanted revenge.
Just as Tony's hand was about to touch the armor.
A strong, powerful hand firmly pressed down on his shoulder.
It was Luca.
"Calm down, Tony!"
Luca looked at him firmly.
"Let me go, Luca!"
Tony struggled, trying to shake off Luca's hand.
"He killed Dad and Mom! How do you expect me to calm down?!"
"Do you expect me to just pretend like nothing ever happened?!"
Luca gripped Tony's shoulders tightly, looking straight into the other man's bloodshot eyes.
"I didn't tell you to pretend nothing happened!"
"But what good is it for you to rush up there and beat Steve to death right now?"
"Steve was frozen for seventy years! He doesn't even know how to use a cellphone now; how could he possibly know where Bucky is?"
"To put it bluntly, he probably doesn't even know Bucky is still alive!"
Tony was stunned for a moment, but his Fury still hadn't subsided.
"So what? Bucky is his friend!"
Luca took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain rational.
The more it was a time like this, the less they could afford to be impulsive.
"Tony, use your brain and think." Luca analyzed rapidly.
"Back then when Bucky fell off the cliff, everyone thought he was dead."
"But not only did he not die, he showed up decades later to assassinate Mom and Dad."
"What does this indicate?"
"It indicates that he was very likely rescued by people from HYDRA or S.H.I.E.L.D., brainwashed, controlled, and transformed into a killing machine without emotions."
"Dad also told me in the illusion that the killer was brainwashed."
Tony gritted his teeth, his chest heaving violently.
"I don't care whether he was brainwashed or not!"
"I only know that he pulled the trigger! He caused the car accident!"
"He has to die!"
Luca nodded, a murderous intent in his gaze.
"I know."
"Of course he has to die."
Seeing Tony calm down a bit, Luca let go of Tony.
"No matter if he was brainwashed or of his own free will."
"As long as he killed our family, he must pay the price."
"But we can't run around blindly like headless flies."
Luca walked in front of Tony and patted his chest.
"Listen, Tony."
"What we need to do right now is to pretend on the surface that we know nothing."
"We continue to prepare for the New York exposition, continue to be our superheroes, and lull everyone into a false sense of security, including S.H.I.E.L.D. and HYDRA."
"But behind the scenes, we're going to track down Bucky's whereabouts."
Saying this, Luca's murderous intent could no longer be contained.
"As long as we find him."
"I'll crush his bones one by one and let him experience what true despair is."
"As for whatever organization is behind him, whether it's HYDRA or S.H.I.E.L.D."
"I will uproot them entirely and scatter all their ashes into the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks."
Seeing Luca's cold, gloomy gaze.
The madness in Tony's eyes gradually receded, and reason regained the upper hand.
He knew Luca was right.
Impulsiveness wouldn't solve problems, it would only alert the enemy.
They were Starks; they had plenty of methods and patience to drag those rats hiding in the gutters out one by one.
Tony took a deep breath and wiped the corners of his eyes.
Silently watching Luca, he felt the tacit understanding of thick blood being thicker than water.
"Good."
Tony nodded, his tone returning to its usual coldness.
"We'll do it your way."
"On the surface, we continue to play along with their act."
"Behind the scenes, even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we'll find that bastard."
They exchanged a glance.
No extra nonsense was needed.
But they both knew clearly that from this moment on, revenge had already begun.
Whoever dared to touch their family had to die.
That was the rule of the Starks.
Chapter 117: You, Go Keep an Eye on Superman
Meanwhile.
Washington, S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, the Triskelion Building.
The atmosphere in the Director's office was suffocatingly oppressive.
"Bang!"
A cup bearing the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo was violently smashed against the wall, and coffee trickled down the wall all over the floor.
Nick Fury stood behind the desk, his lone eye widened in Fury, bloodshot veins spider-webbing across his eyeball.
At this moment, his chest heaved violently.
It was obvious he wanted to visit a cotton plantation.
Such atavistic behavior was truly rare.
"Motherfucker!"
Fury cursed through clenched teeth, pressing both hands against the desk.
On a screen opposite him, news footage of yesterday's Monaco racetrack played on a loop.
In the footage, Lucas Stark was glowing with a white-and-blue light, pinning the Hulk to the ground like a god of war.
On the other side, Tony Stark shattered Whiplash's jaw with a single punch.
What broke Fury down the most was that Captain America had actually ripped apart a suit of armor with his bare hands.
Standing together, these three arguably represented the highest combat power in the World right now.
Coulson was also standing before the desk, holding a newly delivered intelligence report with a grim expression.
"Director..."
"According to reports from our Agents at the Los Angeles airport."
"Just an hour ago, the Stark Industries private jet landed."
"Stepping off the plane were not only the Stark Brothers, but also Bruce Banner, and..."
Coulson paused for a moment, as if he found the next words difficult to say.
"And Captain Steve Rogers."
"They got into Stark's car together and returned to the Malibu Villa."
Steve went back with them?!
Hearing this, Fury felt his blood pressure instantly skyrocket to two hundred.
"Say that again?!"
"This moral-preaching Old Popsicle didn't actually end up fighting the Stark Brothers?!"
"And then you're telling me that not only did they not fight, but they fucking took Stark's private jet and went to Stark's house?!"
Fury laughed—he was actually laughed to the point of anger.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with the plan at all.
He had deliberately blackened the Stark Brothers' reputation in front of Steve, wanting to use Steve's moral pedestal to teach those two arrogant playboys a lesson.
After all, given Steve's fame across the World, the Stark Brothers wouldn't try to kill him, right?
Unless they were tired of living, they wouldn't take that risk.
Therefore, this was called setting a tiger against a wolf.
Once they battered each other into exhaustion, S.H.I.E.L.D. would step in as a savior to mediate, logically bringing them into the fold of the Avengers.
But what about now?
The wolf not only didn't bite the tiger, but instead went arm-in-arm with the tiger to eat sheep?!
"Yes, Director." Coulson sighed helplessly.
"Intelligence shows that they had no substantive conflict, and even cooperated seamlessly during the battle."
"It now appears that Captain Rogers has most likely joined the Justice League."
"And Bruce Banner—the Hulk's power has also been harnessed by the Stark Brothers."
Fury slumped back into his chair, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
It was over.
Completely over.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had always prided itself on being the most powerful special agency on Earth, controlling the World's extraordinary powers.
But now, look at what cards the Stark Brothers were holding!
An invincible Superman Luca who could fire lasers.
A Tony who possessed technological armor and constantly upgraded it.
A Captain America whose fame surpassed that of the U.S. President.
A Hulk who could smash everything to pieces.
And two Spider-Men swinging around on the streets!
How the hell was he supposed to play this game!
Aside from a few Agents who only knew how to shoot guns, what else did S.H.I.E.L.D. have in its hands?
Could it be the Howling Commandos whom Luca had beaten half to death?
Although there was still the Defenders.
But that was Fury's ultimate trump card, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ace in the hole.
Therefore, in terms of controlling extraordinary powers, S.H.I.E.L.D. had already been marginalized by the Justice League.
If aliens were to attack right now, the public would definitely think of the Stark Brothers first, not him, Nick Fury!
"Motherfucker..."
Fury leaned weakly against the back of his chair, his eyes filled with resentment and reluctance.
"How on Earth did these two bastards manage to make all the monsters run to them?"
"Coulson, keep a dead lock on the Malibu Villa for me!"
"I want to know what they eat and drink every day!"
"Yes, Director."
Coulson nodded quickly and turned to exit the office.
...
On the other side.
Los Angeles, Malibu.
Inside the laboratory.
Luca and Tony had already calmed down, burying their plan for revenge deep in their hearts.
The two walked up the stairs, preparing to return to the first-floor living room.
Along the way, Luca took out his phone and dialed Gwen's number.
The phone rang twice before being answered.
"Hello, Luca?"
Gwen's slightly surprised yet shy voice came from the other end of the line.
"Baby, I'm back in Los Angeles."
Luca said as he walked, a wicked smirk unconsciously forming at the corner of his mouth.
"Although the scenery in Monaco is nice, it's still a bit lacking compared to the bed in your apartment."
Gwen on the other end of the phone instantly blushed bright red.
Right now, whenever she closed her eyes, her mind was flooded with Luca's freakish stamina and madness from that night.
"Luca!!" Gwen stammered in protest.
"My dad is still reading the newspaper in the living room!"
"Oh? Director George is around." Luca chuckled softly.
"Give my regards to your father. Tell him that I've had my people prepare the security contract for Stark Industries' relocation to New York."
"When I go to New York in a few days, I'll deliver it to him personally."
"You're coming in person too? I'm not ready yet." Gwen pouted playfully, though her tone was brimming with sweetness.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Remember to drink plenty of water; the physical exertion last time was a bit intense, don't get dehydrated."
With that, without waiting for Gwen to blow her top, Luca hung up the phone directly.
Tony rolled his eyes beside him, looking utterly disgusted.
"Luca, can't you pause your rutting season for even a second?"
"We just finished discussing a serious revenge plan, and you turn around and start flirting with a college student?"
"Tell me, how on Earth is your brain wired?"
Luca shoved his phone into his pocket and shrugged.
"This is called balancing work and play, Tony."
"Revenge is a long-term project, but I can't give up enjoying life just because of some rat hiding in the sewer."
"Besides, Gwen is a member of our Justice League; I'm just building team cohesion."
"Team cohesion my ass."
Tony was left somewhat speechless.
Chapter 118: Master, Wong
Soon, the two arrived at the lounge area.
The living room at this moment was extremely lively.
Steve stood in front of the television, holding the remote control, pressing buttons back and forth with an irritable expression.
"What the hell is this thing anyway?!"
Steve slapped the television screen with a palm, causing the screen to flicker.
"What is wrong with people these days? Why are the people inside shaking their asses dressed like hookers?!"
"And who designed this remote control? The buttons on it are more complicated than a bomber's instrument panel!"
"Current technology is a piece of dog shit!"
Banner sat on the sofa, watching Steve fly into a rage with a helpless expression.
Wanda and Pietro sat in the corner, eating snacks from the refrigerator with expressions of watching a show.
Luca stepped forward and snatched the remote control right out of Steve's hand.
"Old Popsicle, if you dare to slap my TV again, I'll stuff you into the refrigerator and freeze you for another seventy years, then you'll know what a true ice boy is!"
Steve was stunned for a moment, thought about that scene, and his face turned pale.
Luca casually turned off the TV and turned to look at everyone.
"Alright, everyone."
"Since everyone is here, let's arrange the upcoming plan."
"Tomorrow morning, we..."
Luca's words were cut off abruptly before he could finish.
Filled with doubt, he looked toward an open space in the center of the living room.
Just at that very instant.
His perception caught a few eerie sounds.
It didn't sound like wind, let alone the sound of machinery operating.
To be specific, it was similar to the sound of something being torn apart.
Immediately after, Luca perceived once again that the energy density in that area was soaring continuously.
This means there is danger!!
"Everyone, back away!"
Luca let out a low shout, his muscles instantly tensing up, and white-blue light flickered in his eyes.
Everyone hadn't quite understood what was happening, but they reacted immediately as well.
Tony immediately took two steps back and assumed a defensive posture.
Steve also sensed something was wrong, and casually grabbed a vase nearby to shield his chest.
Banner's hand shook with fright, but he managed to hold back from transforming and quickly hid behind the sofa.
The twins also stood up, and Chaos Magic was already beginning to condense in Wanda's hands.
Just as everyone was bracing themselves.
"Sizzling sizzling sizzling!!"
Dazzling clusters of golden sparks suddenly flashed in the air.
These sparks rotated rapidly in mid-air, just like someone holding a burning sparkler drawing circles.
In less than two seconds.
A circular portal burning with golden flames at its edges appeared in the center of the living room.
Through the portal, one could see an antique-style room on the opposite side.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Tony widened his eyes, and his scientific worldview suffered a severe impact.
"Jarvis! What is this thing? Space folding technology? Wormhole generator?"
"Apologies, Sir. The sensors cannot analyze this kind of energy fluctuation; it does not conform to known laws of physics." Jarvis was also very confused.
Right at this moment.
A foot wearing coarse cloth shoes stepped out of the portal.
Immediately following, a slightly plump, bald Asian man cautiously walked into the living room.
This person was precisely Kamar-Taj's librarian—Wong.
As soon as Wong stepped across the portal, he felt several terrifying gazes fall upon him.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his head, and looked around.
This look almost scared his heart condition right out of him.
My goodness!
Wong roared inwardly.
The man on the left whose gaze was like a knife was Iron Man Tony Stark.
The muscular strong man on the right was the legendary Captain America.
The timid-looking bespectacled man behind the sofa harbored a monster within his body.
The girl in the corner with red light emanating from her hands radiated Chaos Magic that even the Sorcerer Supreme was wary of.
And the man standing right at the very front less than two meters away from him.
Lucas Stark.
Wong could clearly perceive that the energy inside this guy was terrifyingly immense!
Sorcerer Ancient One, you are setting me up!
You asked me to contact the Stark Brothers and teach them magic.
But is the lineup here preparing to fight an alien fleet?!
A fat guy who reads books running into a monster's den, isn't that just delivering takeout?!
Wong braced himself and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Um..."
"Mr. Starks, good afternoon."
"I am a master of Kamar-Taj, my name is Wong..."
You could hear a pin drop in the living room.
Everyone looked at and sized up this guy dressed like a monk, failing to react for a moment.
After a brief silence.
Steve pointed at the still-burning portal and cursed profusely.
"What the fuck is this glowing toilet seat?!"
"Damn it, which circus did you crawl out from?!"
"You better tell me you walked into the wrong place!"
"This is a private residence, not a stage for you to perform acrobatics!"
Wong was scolded into a state of complete bewilderment, the fat on his face twitching twice.
He, a dignified master of Kamar-Taj, was actually scolded as a circus acrobat.
But he didn't dare to talk back; at least in terms of fighting, he probably couldn't beat Hulk and Luca.
Luca also gazed at the fat man in front of him and raised an eyebrow.
This thing looked like a portal, and this guy walked out from inside it.
Could it be that this was yet another unseen magician?
Thinking of this, he walked up to Wong, walked a circle around him, and sized him up from top to bottom.
"Oh?"
"Another one doing magic tricks?"
Luca pointed at Wanda in the corner.
"Just picked up a special effects player yesterday, and today another circle player pops out."
"Has the threshold for street performers in Los Angeles gotten this high recently? They've even learned how to break in?"
Wong took a deep breath, striving to maintain a master's dignity.
"Mr. Luca, this is not a magic trick, this is magic."
"I have come specifically to look for you all under the orders of Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One."
"The Sorcerer Supreme believes that the two of you brothers possess the potential to learn magic, so she sent me to..."
"Stop, stop, stop."
Luca interrupted Wong's words.
He walked to the bar counter, poured himself a glass of wine, turned around and leaned against the bar counter, looking at Wong with a half-smile.
"What Sorcerer Supreme, what Kamar-Taj, it sounds like a multi-level marketing organization."
"Fatty, I don't care how you made this glowing toilet seat."
"I'll only ask you one question."
Luca raised his wine glass and pointed at Wong.
"Does your so-called magic training class..."
"Include free shipping?"
Wong was stunned.
"In-... Include free shipping?"
He couldn't quite keep up with Luca's train of thought.
This was the supreme secret art of learning to control the energy of the Universe!
How many people knelt at the doors of Kamar-Taj begging to learn it and couldn't!
You actually asked me if free shipping is included?!
Tony chuckled lightly and took over the conversation.
"Luca means that we've seen plenty of door-to-door scam artists."
"If you're here to sell some bullshit cheats for physical fitness, or some pills that can make people live forever."
"The door is over there, walk out yourself."
"If you don't leave, I'll have Jarvis treat you as an intruder and slice you into pieces of meat with lasers."
Tony had always scoffed at such mystical and mysterious things.
He only believed in science, data, and the wrench and armor in his hands.
Chapter 119: The Real World
Wong was sweating profusely.
He knew that it was impossible to reason with these two arrogant geniuses.
It seemed he had to show some real skills.
As a mystic sorcerer of Kamar-Taj, he had to maintain his dignity.
Thus, he put his hands behind his back and put on an unfathomable expression.
"Mr. Stark, just because science cannot explain something does not mean it does not exist."
Wong's tone was steady, carrying a hint of an elder's indulgence.
"I rushed all the way from the Himalayas, not to perform acrobatics for you two."
Heh.
Luca watched the fat man's pretentious posture and raised an eyebrow.
He had no intention of doing it himself. Instead, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Steve, who was still cursing nearby.
"Old Popsicle."
Luca pointed at Wong, the corners of his mouth curving into a mischievous smile.
"Didn't you just say you were really pissed off by this glowing toilet seat?"
"Go on, let him experience the fists of a Brooklyn old boy. I'll cover the medical bills."
Steve glared at Luca.
"Stop trying to use me as your gun! You bastard full of bad intentions!"
Though he was cursing out loud, Steve was indeed very annoyed with this fat man who had suddenly barged in.
He twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, and strode toward Wong.
"Listen, fat man."
Steve clenched his fists, his gaze turning fierce.
"I don't care if you're a sorcerer or a fraud, now, get back through that glowing circle immediately!"
"Otherwise, I'll shove your head up your ass!"
Faced with the aggressive Captain America, Wong remained unhurried, simply keeping his hands behind his back and shaking his head lightly.
"Rude."
This sentence ignited Steve's fury.
"Go fuck yourself!"
Steve roared, suddenly throwing a right punch, fiercely smashing toward Wong's face.
It's finally here!
Wong was inwardly delighted.
Then, he unhurriedly extended his right hand and gently swiped it in front of him.
"Hiss!!"
A circular magic shield condensed from golden sparks instantly blocked in front of him.
"Bang!"
Steve's heavy punch slammed solidly against the magic shield.
To everyone's shock, this seemingly fragile light shield did not budge at all!
Steve's right arm went numb from the powerful rebound force.
"What the hell is this?!"
Wong smiled slightly and waved his backhand.
A long whip condensed from golden energy instantly formed, wrapping tightly around Steve's ankle like a venomous snake.
"You damn fraud, let me go!"
Steve struggled hard, only to find that the light whip was ridiculously tough and impossible to break free from.
Wong couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense and gently hooked his finger.
A half-meter-wide golden portal suddenly opened beneath Steve's feet.
For a moment, he lost his balance and plunged headfirst into it.
"Ah!!"
The next second, a portal also opened above the ceiling.
Steve screamed as he fell from the ceiling, crashing down in a daze.
"Motherfucker!"
Steve got up, feeling dizzy, and pointed at Wong, cursing wildly.
"What is this thing? It works even better than lubricant!"
The living room fell into dead silence.
Tony's eyes widened as he looked at Wong in disbelief.
He knew very well how strong Steve was, yet this fat man didn't even move, playing with Captain America like a monkey!
"Jarvis! Analyze the energy shield just now!"
"Sir, unable to parse. This violates the law of conservation of energy." Jarvis was also full of confusion.
Wong clapped his hands and, seeing everyone's shocked expressions, felt a thrill inside.
But he knew this was not enough.
To completely subdue this group of proud geniuses and monsters, he had to use some drastic measures.
"Everyone, this is just the tip of the iceberg of magic."
Wong smiled slightly, his hands suddenly coming together and then pulling outward forcefully.
"Let you see what the real World is."
With Wong's movement, the living room suddenly distorted violently like Water ripples.
Following that, a scalp-tingling scene occurred.
The surrounding walls, ceiling, floor, and even the sky outside began to fold, flip, and reorganize like a shattered mirror!
Gravity seemed to have lost its effect.
The sofa hung upside down on the ceiling, the coffee table floated in mid-air, and the entire space turned into a bizarre geometric maze.
"What the fuck?!"
Tony directly cursed and quickly called Jarvis.
"Jarvis? Jarvis! Damn it, no signal!"
Tony was genuinely shocked.
For so many years, it was truly the first time seeing the World reorganized.
If Dad were here, wouldn't he go crazy?
Of course, the one who reacted the most strongly was Wanda sitting in the corner.
At this moment, she had already stood up, staring fixedly at the surrounding folded space, her eyes filled with shock.
As someone born with magic, her perception of energy far surpassed ordinary people.
She could clearly feel that the energy mobilized by this fat man was very ancient and as vast as the sea!
Unlike the magic she released purely by instinct, this looked like a systematically learned method.
"Th-This is impossible..."
Wanda muttered to herself, her hands trembling slightly.
Luca was also extremely shocked.
Looking at the flipping space around him, the White and blue light in the depths of his eyes lit up again.
He activated super perception.
He found that this space was filled with some unprecedented mysterious energy.
Luca smiled.
Originally, he thought this World only had mutant serums or alien high-tech.
Unexpectedly, there were actually these magic energy systems as well.
Since his cells could absorb energy, what would happen if he sucked magic energy into his body?
Thinking of this, Luca's hostility toward Wong dissipated a lot, replaced by a strong interest.
The space flipped again, and everything returned to normal.
Wong took a slight breath, fine sweat popping up on his forehead.
But for the sake of success, he still maintained the demeanor of an expert.
Luca stepped forward, dropping his previous sharp-tongued manner, and familiarly threw his arm around Wong's shoulder.
"Fat man, I have to say, this trick of yours is indeed quite interesting."
At this time, Luca's smile was brilliant, just like seeing an excellent experimental subject.
"I take back what I just said."
"Since the Sorcerer Ancient One you mentioned is so sincere, I''ll reluctantly learn a bit about it."
Luca snapped his fingers.
"Room and board included, eat whatever gourmet food you want, drink whatever fine wine you want."
"Stay, and let's have a good chat about this... magic."
Hearing the words gourmet food and fine wine, Wong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Step one of the mission, successfully infiltrate the interior!
Seeing Wong's appearance, Luca and Tony exchanged a glance, the two brothers smiling knowingly.
This World is getting more and more interesting.
No matter what magic or mystic arts it is, as long as it can make them stronger.
He, Lucas Stark, accepts all of it.
Chapter 120 Chaos Magic
Two hours later.
In the Villa's oversized outdoor dining area, the sea breeze blew, and the lights were soft.
On a ten-meter-long dining table, it was covered with delicacies enough to bankrupt an ordinary person.
The airlifted Wagyu beef sizzled as it was pan-fried, the lobsters' claws were thicker than a human's arms, and next to them stood several bottles of red wine older than Steve's slumber.
Luca sat at the head of the table, holding a goblet in his hand, a smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
"Eat up, fatty."
"In the Stark household, as long as you have value, even if you are a pig, I can make you eat truffles every single meal."
Wong nodded repeatedly, constantly eyeing the feast before him, his throat swallowing frantically.
In Kamar-Taj, everything he ate every day was thin and watery soup, and occasionally getting to eat a meal of yak meat at the foot of the mountain was considered celebrating the New Year.
Now, facing these sugar-coated bullets of capitalism, the mental burden in Wong's heart had shattered all over the floor.
But he still forcibly kept a straight face, putting on an appearance of viewing money as dirt.
"Mr. Stark, we practitioners take desires of the palate very lightly."
Wong said solemnly, then picked up his knife and fork, quickly stuffing a large piece of dripping Wagyu beef into his mouth.
"Hmm... However, in order to replenish the energy consumed by spellcasting, occasionally ingesting some high protein is also necessary."
Seeing this, Tony rolled his eyes.
If you want to eat, just eat, why put on such a lofty act.
"Jarvis, record the video of the fatty eating."
"If people from Kamar-Taj come to make trouble in the future, we will post the video online, and title it: Shocking! A mysterious mage sold his soul for a bite of beef."
Some are happy, while others are worried.
Take Steve sitting opposite, for example.
He had zero interest in these delicate foods.
This wasn't because he was picky, but because he genuinely couldn't adapt to modern dietary habits.
Holding his fork, he fiercely poked at the medium-rare steak on his plate, his face full of irritability.
"What the fuck is this piece of dog shit?!"
Steve slammed his fork down onto the table and cursed loudly.
"This meat is so raw I can hear it calling for its mommy! Are you rich people Vampires? You like eating bloody raw meat?!"
"And this red wine, drinking it tastes like fermented, expired horse piss!"
Steve glared at Luca.
"Get me a bottle of iced beer! And make me two grilled hot dogs!"
Luca shrugged and snapped his fingers.
"Alright, serve beer and hot dogs to this old Brooklyn boy from the last century. By the way, get him a pacifier so he doesn't keep crying and making a fuss."
"Fuck!" Steve flipped him off with his middle finger.
After three rounds of wine and courses.
Wong finally put down his knife and fork, letting out a satisfied burp.
He wiped his mouth with a napkin, and his expression turned serious.
He knew it was time to show his true skills.
"Alright, everyone."
Wong placed both hands on the tabletop, his gaze sweeping across everyone.
"Since I'm already full... cough, I mean, since we have established preliminary trust, let me formally introduce you to the World we are in."
Wong extended a finger, and a cluster of golden sparks lit up at his fingertip.
"The science you understand is only a small part of the operating laws of this Universe."
"Outside the material World, countless dimensions and multiverses also exist."
Wong's finger gently glided in mid-air, and the golden sparks outlined complex geometric patterns above the dining table.
"We, the mages of Kamar-Taj, establish connections with these dimensions through mental power."
"We gather energy, shape energy, transform them into shields or weapons, and of course, they can also be spells that alter reality."
As Wong spoke, he suddenly waved his hand casually.
An unopened bottle of red wine on the table suddenly popped its cork automatically.
The wine liquid flew like a red water dragon into everyone's wine glasses.
Banner watched with straight eyes, pushing his glasses repeatedly.
Wanda and Pietro opened their mouths even wider, looking at Wong as if looking at a god.
Tony touched his chin, a fanatical light flashing in his eyes.
"I get it."
Afterwards, he snapped his fingers and said in a tone of seeing through everything.
"Simply put, your brains are just wireless receivers."
"Those so-called multiverses are just cloud servers one by one."
"You send request codes to the servers by chanting spells or drawing circles, and then download energy into the real World, right?"
Wong was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and found himself unable to refute.
"Uh... Although the vocabulary you use is very strange, in principle... it's about right."
Luca chuckled and pointed out the core problem with hitting the nail on the head.
"So, you mages are actually a bunch of cross-dimensional cyber hackers?"
Luca picked up his wine glass and swirled it.
"You don't produce energy, instead you are just porters of the multiverse."
"To put it bluntly, you are freeloading energy from other dimensions. If the servers get disconnected one day, or the bosses of the dimensions don't let you borrow it anymore, wouldn't you just become a bunch of trash who only know how to draw circles?"
Wong was choked so red in the face by Luca's words.
"This is not freeloading! This is borrowing! Can a mage's business be called stealing?!"
Wong hurriedly defended.
"Besides, borrowing energy comes at a price; we need to maintain the balance of the real World and resist those Dark Dimension lords who want to invade Earth!"
Steve took a big gulp of beer, his face full of disdain.
"Just relying on these glowing little tricks?"
"When we actually get to the battlefield, I can smash your head right into your stomach with a single rifle butt!"
Wong was somewhat speechless, almost unable to catch his breath.
Taking a deep breath, he decided not to bicker with this barbaric World War II soldier.
Afterwards, his gaze crossed over Steve and suddenly landed on Wanda sitting in the corner.
Ever since just now, Wong had always felt that the aura on Wanda's body was very unusual.
"This lady."
Wong looked at Wanda, his expression turning unprecedentedly solemn.
"Just now in the living room, I felt the red energy you released."
"Can you demonstrate it again?"
Wanda looked at Luca somewhat nervously.
Luca nodded and gave a reassuring look.
"Show him, Wanda. Let him know that it's not just the people from Kamar-Taj who know how to play with special effects."
Wanda took a deep breath and raised both hands.
"Hum!"
A ball of red energy instantly condensed in her palm, like rolling mist, exuding a violent aura.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the knives and forks on the dining table began to twist slightly.
Seeing this red light, Wong abruptly stood up, his chair tipping over onto the ground.
His eyes widened completely, his face full of horror, just like seeing some unspeakable monster.
"This... this is impossible!"
"This is... Chaos Magic?!"
"You actually mastered Chaos Magic naturally?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place went silent.
Wanda was stunned for a moment, then withdrew the red light, her face full of bewilderment.
"Chaos Magic? What is that?"
Pietro also protected his younger sister in front of him, looking at Wong vigilantly.
"Fatty, make yourself clear, what is going on with my sister's ability?"
Wong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and awe crept into his eyes.
"No, you don't understand."
Wong's tone became very low, as if recounting an ancient taboo.
"Mr. Stark just said it right, the mages of Kamar-Taj are all borrowing energy from other dimensions."
"We need to draw arrays and chant spells, and we need to follow the rules of the Universe."
Wong pointed at Wanda, his tone excited.
"But she is different!"
"Chaos Magic is one of the most ancient and violent energies in legends!"
"A person who possesses Chaos Magic does not need to borrow anyone else's energy, because she herself is an infinite energy source!"
"She doesn't need spells, nor does she need arrays, and she can even directly modify the probabilities of reality with her mind, creating things that do not exist!"
Wong gazed at Wanda, fear in his eyes.
"In the ancient records of Kamar-Taj, a person who masters this magic is called... the Scarlet Witch."
"This is a power that even the Sorcerer Supreme fears."
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence once again.
Wanda stared blankly at her hands, her mind blank.
She had always thought she was a monster modified by experiments, a freak who only brought destruction.
But she never knew that such a terrifying power was hidden within her body.
"I... I am a Witch?"
Wanda muttered to herself, her eye sockets somewhat red.
Pietro was also dumbfounded.
He looked at his sister, then looked at Wong, feeling like his worldview had been subverted.
At this moment.
Luca and Tony looked at each other.
No server needed?
Infinite energy all by herself?
Can also modify reality?!
Tony slammed the table, growing excited.
"Jarvis! Immediately establish a Chaos Magic energy extraction model!"
Tony pointed at Wanda, just like looking at a priceless treasure.
"If we can analyze this energy and apply it to the Arc Reactor, Stark Industries can directly skip nuclear fusion and enter the cosmic-level energy era!"
Luca walked straight to Wanda's side, grabbed her wrist, his eyes burning with passion.
"Wanda, my good employee."
"Tomorrow morning, go to the lab and draw two tubes of blood."
"I want to see if your so-called Chaos Magic can truly fuse with me."
"If it can fuse..."
Luca licked his lips, the White and blue light at the bottom of his eyes flickering slightly.
"Then I can generate energy all by herself—what fucking Sun do I need to bask in!"
Seeing the Stark Brothers falling into madness, Wong was also somewhat speechless.
He had originally wanted to use the legend of Chaos Magic to deter this group of people and make them maintain awe toward magic.
And the result?
Not only did these two madmen not feel any awe, but instead they set their sights on Chaos Magic.
Damn it, they even wanted to take magic to do scientific research and strengthen their physical bodies!
What the fuck kind of monsters are these!
Wong suddenly felt that staying behind to teach them magic might be a wrong decision.
But now, regretting it seemed to be already too late.
Seeming to see through Wong's thoughts, Luca suddenly looked at him, the smile on his face making one's hair stand on end.
"Fatty, starting tomorrow, you will be the chief magic consultant of the Justice League."
"Spit out all the knowledge you know about multiverses, space folding, and energy borrowing to me."
Luca picked up his wine glass and drained it in one gulp.
"Since the door to the magical World has been opened."
"Then, Stark Industries is going inside to collect toll fees."