Marvel Twelve Amulet

"Is your husband going to take this opportunity to regroup the Avengers?" J.A.R.V.I.S asked.

"No, no~ I don't want to do that." Tony raised his head quite Tsundere, he wouldn't admit it.

"Good sir." J.A.R.V.I.S has been with Tony for a long time, how could he not understand that Tony didn't want to admit it.

The Queen----------

When Peter received Tony's reply, he immediately clicked the email excitedly to see how Mr. Stark would answer him.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Stark just replied, what do you think?

This sentence caused Peter to fall into contemplation. Why did Mr. Stark ask this sentence? Instead of saying it directly?

But soon, Peter raised his head and fixed his eyes on the computer screen, tapping his fingers on the keyboard.

"I believe you, Mr. Stark." Peter replied again, and then closed the computer.

For Mr. Stark, Peter definitely believes that the other party has been constantly helping himself before.

Then it's time to help Mr. Stark by himself.

Peter immediately took off his jacket, grabbed the Spider-man headgear next to him and put it on his head, then jumped out from the window.

Spider-man is back!

Mineta Street—————————

"First of all, I welcome everyone to help me." Baker said, standing in front of the crowd.

At the moment, a group of former employees of Stark Industries were summoned to this room by Baker.

"If you're polite, don't say too much. People live for profit. Tell your plans and rewards." The people below don't take Baker's practice.

They only care about their own interests. A large part of the reason why they were expelled from Stark Industries at the beginning was because of their bad character.

"Very well, I like to deal with you clever people." Baker is not angry and rejoiced. This kind of character is the best, so he won't waste his tongue.

Baker walked to the center of the crowd, and suddenly his body changed, and a green smoke appeared from him.

The people around were so frightened that they backed away and covered their noses and mouths.

As the smoke cleared, it was no longer Baker standing in front of them, but a green metal battle suit.

Behind him was a red cloak, and on his head was a helmet resembling a glass ball, and there seemed to be various dark clouds floating inside.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm Baker." Baker opened his arms to let the people around him not be so scared.

"Baker? You... how did you become like this?" one of them asked cautiously.

Baker lowered his head and smiled softly: "This is the latest projection technology I have researched."

With that, Baker took a step forward, revealing what he was, still dressed in a white shirt.

And the figure of the mysterious person behind him still stood there.

"Who is interested can give it a try?" Baker smiled and pointed his finger behind him.

Soon, a person walked to the side of the mysterious man.

"Very well, now you just have to walk in." Baker smiled confidently.

After the person heard this, he stepped on the place where Baker was standing before, and the battle suit quickly pressed onto the person.

"Below this is a projector with a person tracking system that will track your movements according to your actions."

Baker pushed away the person who was studying the projection, stood there by himself, and the battle suit was reprojected onto him.

"You don't have to worry about being dismantled, because... Ordinary people can't tell the truth at all."

As Baker said, he moved his limbs, and the projector moved with Baker's movements.

"What's the use of this?" The person underneath said with disdain.

From start to finish, this is all projection, this is all fake!

"No, it definitely works." Baker looked at the person who had just spoken, and then gave a light wave of his right hand.

One shell passed through the green fog and rushed towards the man.

"Ah!" The man was so scared that he rolled to the floor, holding his head tightly and shaking, but the explosion did not come.

When he found something was wrong, the man slowly raised his head, only to find that the shell had been spinning in front of him."Take the fake to the real, the truth to the fake, you said that if a real bullet is given to you behind, can you hide it?" The corner of Baker's mouth rose slightly.

Bang bang bang!

The people around hurriedly applauded, and Baker's invention seems to be really going for it.

"Then what do you need us to do?" someone wondered.

Now that Baker has this technology, what do we need them for?

"I definitely need your help." Baker's figure began to flicker, and then he changed back to his original form.

"This is the current shortcoming of the technology, battery life is not good."

"Also, the use of the projector is very demanding, it must be assembled in advance, otherwise it will be useless."

"Also, I need a few partners who will help me monitor everything behind the scenes."

Baker said why he needed this group of people.

"I am willing to help you, but we need money." The employee said.

"Relax, money is not a problem," Baker said.

This time Baker invited ten former employees of Stark Industries, and he can still afford to pay for these people.

After being dismissed by Stark Industries, this group of people are still unemployed and no company wants to accept them.

And he is the only person who needs them, even if the money given is a little bit less, it does not affect them not to have the money.

"Okay! We did it with you!" Everyone hit it off. As long as the technology is researched out at that time, are they still short of money? !

"Haha~ Now the Avengers are falling apart and Stark is under house arrest by the government. This is our opportunity." Baker had a brilliant idea.

"What are we going to do?" Everyone changed the name Roar. It was no longer you, but us.

"We will become the new superhero, loved and supported by the citizens!" Baker suggested.

He is going to take the superhero route and make himself an admirable superhero, not a disgusting super criminal.

"But superhero can't make money, unless you can be as rich as Stark." Someone chuckled.

Superhero is a righteous policeman, and a righteous policeman hated by the police.

"No, don't forget our projection technology. Who said we should use the same way when we do bad and good deeds?" Baker has already prepared a plan.

"Those high-ranking avengers are really unpleasant. Aren't they wanted by the government?"

"I plan to project their appearance and do everything badly! Then my superhero will appear on the stage and defeat them one by one!"

Baker's greatest wish is to become a global superstar! He is concerned and supported by everyone.

This is why he joined Stark Industry in the first place, because he wants to be the next Stark.

But I didn't expect that Stark just relied on one sentence, your mentality was not correct, and then he was kicked out by Stark.

"I thought of a good idea." Someone raised his hand and said.

"You said," Baker said.

"The projector is too fixed to be tracked at any time. We can make the projector into a drone."

"In this way, Flight's UAV can be integrated into the surrounding environment by projection, and it can also be tracked and projected anytime and anywhere." The person suggested.

"Very good!" Baker was extremely satisfied when he heard it, and the projector's problem seemed to be solved.

"It's just that, if we want to make drones that leave no traces, none of us seems to be able to reach it."

"Unless we steal other people's homes to study and copy." Another person said.

"Steal?" Baker frowned slightly. Why did he steal? Couldn't they find it out?

"Baker, how much money do you have?" A taller man walked out.

His name is Joseph, originally from Stark's industrial assembly department.

"Why are you asking this?" Baker thought the other party wanted the lion to speak loudly, asking for a price.

"Don't get me wrong, I used to be in the assembly department, and the most frequent assembly is a drone of model n247."

"And secretly, I have studied it secretly. As long as you have enough money to buy materials, I have the confidence to build one for you." Joseph explained.

"Really?" Baker's eyes lit up, but Joseph unexpectedly gave himself a surprise.

"Definitely." Joseph said confidently.

He was discovered and expelled by Stark Industries because of his private research on drone technology.

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