Illusionist in American comics

Humans are information creatures, because they receive external information all the time, then sort out and summarize it and give it to their own brains, and find their own happiness in it.

Half a month ago, everyone might have been paying attention to a certain celebrity's divorce story, but now everyone is paying attention to only one.

That is whether Tony Stark is dead or not.

As a playboy known throughout the United States, Tony Stark has gossip that is comparable to his wealth.

Models, celebrities, elite white-collar workers, these people are like dinner to him, and he can change them into different styles every day.

All men regard each other's life as part of their dream, not only yearning for it but even jealous of it.

But now the life and death of this jealous man is unknown.

In an office at Stark Industries.

Obadiah stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the street. This half month was the most comfortable half month for him.

Not only physical changes, but also mental satisfaction.

When Howard was alive, he was the second in charge, and after Howard passed away, he was still the second in charge.

Now that little guy Tony is left in the yellow sand forever, and the big ship named Stark will be controlled by him in the future.

"No, it shouldn't be called Stark Industries, it should be renamed Stan Industries!"

But just when Obadiah was still immersed in joy, a phone call came, leaving him silent for a moment.

The content of the phone call was very simple. The military had found Tony's trace, and the other party would return to New York in the afternoon.

Panic, regret, anger, and finally a question in a secret communication.

"Fake!"

"You took eight million U.S. dollars from me, but in the end you actually coveted the tens of thousands of U.S. dollars worth of missiles!"

"I can give you as many Jeffrey missiles as you want once the deal is completed."

"But is your damn brain blocked by shit? Go and let him make it for you!"

"You ruined my big deal!!!"

Obadiah had suppressed his anger as much as possible, and his good upbringing did not allow him to say more swear words, but at this moment, the frustration of wasting all his efforts made his hands tremble a little.

Bang, the desk behind him was overturned, and Obadiah began to think about countermeasures.

"All conspiracies are false in the face of strong force."

"I have already told you to do it yourself, but your true nature as a businessman still cannot be changed."

"I'm disappointed, Stan."

The sudden voice that came to mind made Obadiah look at the sofa aside, where a man with gray hair and blood-red eyes was sitting.

The other party held a wine glass in his hand, and bright red filled it.

"God messenger!"

Obadiah saw the other party's true face for the first time, but the familiar sense of oppression remained the same.

"It was my mistake this time, I will find a solution in the future."

Danchenzi nodded, then stood up and came to Obadiah. The two were about the same height, but their aura was much different.

"Everyone has value, and those who have no value are simply eliminated."

"Stan, you did a great job on your previous job."

"But you may not be able to complete the work in the future with your current status."

“So, you need to remove the barriers of identity.”

"Do you understand it"

Obadiah stared at the red eyes in front of him and nodded seriously.

"Very good, I like your attitude"

"To prevent accidents, I decided to complete your transformation in advance."

"Now, endure the pain."

Stretching out his left hand, Dan Chenzi found a miniature elephant shadow in his palm. As he got closer, the shadow entered Obadiah's body.

Like Bullseye's fusion, Obadiah also endured the pain until the familiar feeling reappeared.

"The devil-skin elephant ghost can give you the collision and defense power comparable to that of an elephant."

"Ordinary firearms can no longer cause harm to you, and even the buildings of this era cannot withstand your destruction."

"Don't let me down, Stan."

"As a gift, seize this business empire and dedicate it to my Lord."

"Okay"

Dan Chenzi looked at the figure at his feet and said.

Obadiah, who had suddenly grown taller, nodded and leaned down more humbly.

"Of course! As you wish!"

There was no response for a long time, and when Obadiah stood up, there was no one in front of him.

At the same time, the communication that had just been hung up also sounded at this time. This time it was not an apology, but a picture.

A broken armor in the picture was clearly reflected on the screen.

"Want it?"

"Wait until I get there!"

With a cold snort, Obadiah decided to teach these disobedient brats a lesson.

Just take it as a vent for his previous anger.

But before that, he needed to get his good nephew back.

"Tony! Let you enjoy it for a few days!"

In the messy airport, next to the plane that had just parked, Tony walked towards the car not far away accompanied by Rhodes.

Not far away, there was a group of crazy reporters.

They knew in their hearts that whoever could interview Tony Stark first would gain the right to be promoted.

"Mr. Stark, was your disappearance caused by your colleagues?"

"Mr. Stark, what do you think about the decline in your company's stock price!"

"As someone who is at the top of the rich list, what do you think of this mayoral election!"

"Mr. Stark...Mr. Stark!"

The noise, boredom, and joy of surviving the disaster made Tony not want to speak.

He wasn't relieved until he saw Obadiah's figure.

"You're finally back, kid!"

Obadiah stepped forward and hugged Tony tightly, with a panicked tone as if he was about to lose a loved one.

"Don't worry, I'm back now, haven't I?"

After the hug, Tony looked at Obadiah who had changed greatly and said with some confusion.

"Uncle Stan, I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you feeling a little swollen?"

Seeing familiar relatives, Tony's mood finally relaxed a lot, but as the two of them got to the car, the figure they had been looking forward to day and night had not arrived.

"You also know that as I get older, my physical management is not so strict."

Blessed by the beast soul, Obadiah has grown in all aspects, and his height and appearance are only the simplest changes.

"By the way, where's Pepper?"

Tony didn't ask about these simple things. Besides wanting to eat a cheeseburger, he just wanted to see the girl.

Just after asking, a figure hurried over not far away.

"Tony!"

Hearing the familiar call, Tony hurriedly got out of the car.

"Why are you crying? I'm back now, haven't I?"

The two came closer and looked into each other's eyes.

It was also at this moment that Tony's mood finally stabilized.

"I am happy, you should know, I like my current job"

“And it’s very troublesome to resubmit your resume.”

Tony didn't respond, just looked at the person in front of him seriously, but then he remembered something more important.

"By the way, call a press conference for me."

"I have something to announce!"

Rejecting Pepper's request to go to the hospital for examination, Tony asked Happy to start the car, and then the group rushed towards Stark Tower, and on the way, Tony also ate the cheeseburger he longed for.

And as everything stopped, Lu Xixian also put down the newspaper in his hand outside the coffee shop not far away.

"I finally remembered where this was."

When he first came to this world, Lu Xixian had been busy recovering his strength, and his exploration of this world was only a preliminary understanding.

Even though he started performing on the street half a year ago, the name Tony Stark still sounded familiar to him.

But as the scene just now lingered in my mind, those dusty memories began to revive.

"Luke Cage, Kingpin, Tony Stark"

“So this is where it is”

Marvel is a familiar but distant name. In his previous life, Lu Xixian lived for 130 years and had never heard of this term. Even before he passed away, the city below the mountain had no electricity.

But Lu Xixian did not live only one life. Before becoming Lu Xixian, he was a down-and-out middle-aged man on a certain planet.

In that world, Marvel is familiar to most people.

Because it's a cinematic universe.

The dusty memory door was opened, countless memories were awakened, and Lu Xixian also fell into deep thought.

This memory didn't end until a cup of coffee appeared in front of him.

"I feel the collision of memories. What do you remember?"

Dan Chenzi sat in front of Lu Xixian, one person with two faces. As a phantom body, he felt the changes in his true body.

"A very important memory that can even overturn all our previous plans."

"But compared to these, I'm more worried about a bald woman suddenly appearing in front of me."

After drinking the bitter coffee, Lu Xixian was a little troubled.

Things like memory can become a drag, especially for people like Lu Xixian. The alien world has many magic weapons that can detect memories. If people know that he is a reborn traveler, the end can be imagined.

So when he succeeded in cultivation, he cut off this so-called past life memory and sealed it deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Originally, this memory should be sealed forever, but who would have thought that it would actually show its effect at this time.

"overthrow?"

Dan Chenzi looked at the main body, waiting for the next order.

"Yes, but you can continue to communicate with Kingpin. We need the help of the gang."

"Essence is the main material for making human puppets. It is impossible for me to rely on my phantom body to lay out the plan. It would be too easy to be seen through."

After pondering, Lu Xixian decided to make a new plan.

As for the existence of Ancient One?

“Looks like I need to be a little busier lately”

"The strength is still not enough"

The Jade Tablet of Consciousness Sea glowed, and strands of spiritual energy and golden threads poured into Lu Xixian's body.

After a while, there was only a cup of cold coffee on the lonely table.

In the surveillance above, there is always no one here.