Capítulo 115: MD-Chapter 115 "You're Just a Kid!"
By the time the contract was finally signed, a week had passed.
The only people in the conference room were Arthur and Tony.
The whole process was relatively uneventful, with only one minor argument when Arthur suddenly thought of something and added it to the contract.
Other than that, the mood was generally calm and subdued.
The only thing that really surprised Arthur was the ten percent share in Stark Industries.
In fact, when the dusty stock transfer document was handed to Arthur, his expression was one of astonishment.
He had never imagined that Howard would make such a decision after his "death".
No wonder Tony had transferred ten percent of the shares to him so quickly.
Was the boy trying to get something for nothing?
Well, that might be going too far.
Arthur didn't let the immense value of the shares cloud his judgment. His mind remained extraordinarily clear and rational.
The stock transfer document clearly stated that it was given to Colonel Phillips, and his descendants had the right to inherit it!
But was Arthur the son of Colonel Phillips?
He wasn't!
Whether in the past or now, there was no legal connection between Colonel Phillips and him.
Especially now... The U.S. doesn't even recognize the existence of an 'Instructor' in the war, let alone a story where someone who "died" seventy years ago suddenly comes back to life and inherits a large fortune.
Regardless of whether Howard's actions back then were influenced by Arthur, it would have been perfectly reasonable for Stark Industries to reclaim those shares after Colonel Phillips died without any descendants. But they didn't.
Whether it was Howard then or Tony now, they always maintained the uniqueness of those shares.
That fact alone was enough to move Arthur deeply.
Moreover, over the years, those shares had been used for charitable purposes in accordance with Colonel Phillips' wishes.
Although no charitable foundation was established, the funds were strictly controlled and did not end up in anyone's pocket!
As a result, the dividends accumulated over the years were minimal. Apart from a list of transfers, reasons and records, there was only about three hundred million dollars left in cash.
It sounds like a lot of money, but for Stark Industries, it's just a drop in the bucket.
In addition to the shares, Arthur also inherited thirteen orphanages named "Phillips."
These thirteen self-sustaining orphanages, though now in Arthur's name, didn't require him to do much.
With government subsidies and donations from various sectors of society, these orphanages had long been on solid ground.
They certainly didn't make a profit, but they didn't lose money either.
The only reason they were given to Arthur was because these orphanages were built with the funds from these shares.
Their original owner was Colonel Phillips, and after his death they were overseen by Stark Industries. Now they had been passed on to Arthur.
To be honest, when Arthur saw so many "extras", he was a little touched. "All this from drinking together? It wasn't for nothing that I taught Howard so many 'cruel punishments'. But what am I going to do with so many orphanages?"
"That has nothing to do with me," Tony said, looking out the window without turning his head.
Arthur sat in the chair, looking at Tony's back. After a long pause, he smiled slightly and said, "You got the short end of the stick."
Tony turned and looked at Arthur. "Why? Suddenly feeling guilty?"
"It just caught me a little off guard," Arthur replied.
Arthur shook the contract in his hand. "No product can be released without my approval. In other words, if I don't agree, nothing will come to market, and this supposed fifty-fifty split becomes meaningless."
Tony remained silent, just watching Arthur quietly.
Arthur thought for a moment and continued, "Let's also consider this: in this deal, you're not only giving up ten percent of Stark Industries, but you're also going to have to provide me with no less than 50 Million Dollars in research funding for equipment and raw materials.
Tony still said nothing, just turned his head back to look out the window.
The content of the contract was clear. Arthur dictated it, Tony added, and Pepper printed it out. It was all in black and white.
Tony was well aware of everything Arthur was saying now.
"But that's not all," Arthur continued. "Going back to the point about my approval - after giving up so much wealth, the end result could be that no products are ever created. Oh, right, in three months I'll give you a sample of a 'byproduct.' That way I can keep the hundreds of billions in annual dividends and continue my research without worrying about funding.
Tony turned back to Arthur. "What exactly are you saying?"
"I thought I was here to talk business, but it turns out I'm here to discuss personal favors," Arthur shrugged.
"Business?"
Tony walked over to Arthur and looked him in the eye. "You're not good at business. If you took this seriously, you'd walk away with nothing."
"Then what is this?" Arthur blinked. "A gift for an elder?"
"No, this is the perseverance of two generations of Starks."
Tony glared at Arthur. "My father felt this was all rightfully yours, so you're getting it. The only reason we had this all-night negotiation was because I really enjoyed watching you lose your cool! It was amusing! As for whether this deal makes any money, I don't really care."
He grabbed a chair and sat down. "Fifty million isn't much to me, and neither is the equipment and raw materials you need. As for the ten percent share, it was never really mine. I didn't sacrifice much... but neither did you."
"Isn't that boring?"
Arthur leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and resting all his weight on the chair as he stared up at the ceiling. "I thought I'd become a business prodigy, negotiating directly with the top brass at Stark Industries. How impressive."
Tony's expression turned odd. "I thought you'd be angrier."
"Why?" Arthur looked at Tony in confusion before bursting into laughter. "You think you've tricked me in this deal, and that my little cleverness didn't pay off as expected, so I should be furious?"
Seeing Tony's face gradually stiffen, Arthur chuckled and said, "Don't be silly... you're just a kid. Otherwise, why do you think I agreed to give you one of my primary research products? It was meant for you all along! Don't you realize that the Arc Reactor is already poisoning you?"
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Capítulo 116: MD-Chapter 116 The Delicate Battle Soul
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Tony's face was frozen with shock.
You're just a kid!
You're just a kid!
You're just a kid!!!
The thought of being poisoned was pushed aside as these words, like a curse, wrapped around his mind, almost impossible to shake off.
"He was younger than I am when he knew you!"
Tony was so angry he almost lost his composure.
"Are you saying he wasn't qualified to be your father?"
Arthur's expression was confused.
"That's not what I meant!" Tony felt like he was going crazy.
"So you're saying you're actually older than your father?" Arthur nodded. "Well, you do look a little older than your father."
Tony choked on his own frustration, unsure if he was going to explode or not.
After staring at Arthur for a while, he finally grasped the concept of 'poisoning' and his eyes flickered. "Palladium?"
"Yes."
Arthur patted Tony's shoulder. "But don't worry, nephew. You won't have any trouble with me around."
"Get out!!!"
Tony pointed at the door with an extremely angry expression on his face.
"Let me be serious for a moment," Arthur said. "Palladium poisoning is almost impossible for you to solve. Because it's in... well, here!"
Arthur pointed to the arc reactor in Tony's chest. "And if you lose it, I don't have to tell you the consequences, do I?"
Tony took several deep breaths to calm himself.
His expression became serious as he asked, "How much more are you going to ask for?"
"Stop talking about money, it's so mundane," Arthur said. "When we talked about money before, it was out of necessity. Otherwise, why didn't I ask for money when I agreed to rescue you in Afghanistan?"
"How could you not ask?" Tony said with a blank expression. "That night Pepper told me you bought a lot of Stark Industries stock while I was gone. When you sold those shares, you probably made tens of millions!"
"Money isn't the point!"
Arthur waved his hand. "The point is... well, no, no, forget the money. My relationship with your father is not something that money can buy."
"..."
Tony took a deep breath to calm himself down. People often said he was difficult to get along with.
How did someone like that come along, with a personality even more irritating than his?
"Anyway, don't worry. The palladium poisoning may be impossible for you to solve, but it's not without options. At least I know of two solutions!"
Arthur held up a finger. "First, there's an organization you should know about, formerly called SSR, now known as the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, or simply SHIELD! In fact, you're already in contact with them. SHIELD has a valuable resource left by your father that can completely solve your problem. The other solution depends on me. Once my research product is ready, a single injection will fix the hole in your chest - cure all ills! As for the existence of Iron Man, it's not just because of the hole in your chest, is it?"
Tony was stunned, his face a mixture of confusion and WTF.
Arthur sighed, patted Tony on the shoulder, and said, "So you're still a child who doesn't understand the truth of this world.
Then he took the contract and said with a smile, "Well, I'm going now. This thing won't kill you right away. Think about the SHIELD options for yourself. But don't rush into a decision - take your time. No matter what you choose, it's okay, after all, you're still the child I care about".
Another double use of "child"!
Tony was so angry that he almost turned into the Hulk - if he could have transformed, he probably would have done so by now.
When he finally regained his composure, he saw that Arthur had already reached the window, waved at him, and then pressed something against his chest.
Dressed in black clothes, a black hat and a black mask, Arthur said, "Oh, by the way, if you have time, get me a mask. I'm not giving you these two little toys. Since the contract doesn't specify how to handle them, I'll take care of them for you to save you the trouble.
With that, Arthur vanished from sight in a flash.
Before Tony could even get a good look, Arthur had answered Mother Earth's call and disappeared outside!
"You come back RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Tony yelled, rushing to the window to check, but Arthur was nowhere to be seen.
In frustration, Tony yelled, "Who's the kid? I'm older than you! At least ten years older!!!"
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...
After Arthur returned home, he went straight to the lab.
There were two pairs of eyes waiting anxiously.
Originally, Arthur had planned to act very grim and torturous, delivering a double blow to their spirits.
But in the end, he couldn't hold back and announced the results directly.
Banner, thrilled with the news, nearly transformed with excitement, leaving Arthur and Dr. Connors in a cold sweat.
Once everyone had calmed down, Banner went off to prepare dinner, saying they needed to celebrate that night.
Dr. Connors agreed that a celebration was in order, so he planned to work on the equations thoroughly.
Meanwhile, Arthur returned to his room.
"The two big guys didn't end up with the kid after all."
Arthur chuckled. "In that case, I'll go ahead and disassemble them."
[Do you wish to Disassemble Mark 1 (Purple)?]
"Disassemble!"
After issuing the Disassemble command, Arthur picked up a book on Martial Arts from the table and began reading.
The sound of the gears grinding was like the book's accompaniment, and he enjoyed the feeling immensely.
The disassembly process took a little longer, and after a full five minutes, the large Mark 1 was gone. The Disassembler prompt appeared.
[Disassembly successful!].
[Beginner Steel Bones x21].
[White Light Blink's Iron Man Battle Soul].
[Colorless Crystal x6].
[Disassembler Experience +3].
[Disassembling equipment finished, do you want to extract now?].
Arthur blinked, choosing not to extract immediately, but to Disassemble Iron Monger Armor.
[Do you wish to Disassemble Iron Monger (Purple), Arc Reactor (Purple)?]
"Eh?"
Arthur was momentarily stunned. Arc Reactor?
He had almost forgotten about it.
It was embedded in the Iron Monger's chest.
And it was Purple Quality too?
Well, it had been used by Tony.
Even though it was a good item, Arthur wasn't particularly concerned and chose to Disassemble it.
This time the wait was a little longer. Feeling bored, Arthur looked at the status of the Disassembler during the disassembly process.
The entire Disassembler was vibrating, and the adjacent mana extractor was glowing continuously.
Ten minutes later...
[Disassembly successful!].
[Beginner Steel Bones x35].
[Bald Head and Iron Man Battle Soul x2].
[Colorless Crystal x50].
[Disassembler Experience +6].
[Disassembly equipment successful, do you want to extract at once?].
(The End)
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