Marvel’s Kryptonian

"Don't underestimate an old military industry, you still have a lot to learn, boy."

Tony Stark said with a smile.

New Stark's industrial transformation, only making light industrial and energy products, does not mean that there is no way to produce military equipment.

"Mr Heath, I have a question."

Susan said directly.

Mr. Fantastic Reed was rejected from the Superhero Association's application, which made the rest of the Fantastic Four feel strange, but because of this, the representative of their small team here in the Superheroes Association is Susan.

"Please speak, Invisible Woman."

Zod looked at her.

"It is undeniable that such a system is indeed very advanced and useful."

Susan came up to talk a little bit first.

"But if it does, the association will inevitably become a bloated, rotten institution, just like those bad organizations."

"Heroes fight for their own interests."

"Or go up against all odds."

The question Susan said, others think it makes sense after hearing it, or they have seen too many similar situations.

They joined the Superhero Association because Zod Heath stood up and called for it, and they just wanted to enforce justice, not to be the kind of people they once hated and despised.

"I know that no system will be perfect, or even if there is a perfect system, it will be implemented crookedly."

Zod nodded and said.

"So, we need a system that is as perfect as possible in terms of levels, rewards and punishments. In addition, we also need a truly selfless person in power who is in charge of all the affairs of the association and avoids some people fighting for rights and interests. A wise man leaders to make the association better."

"Also, set up an overseer, the Sword of Damocles, to punish those who fall."

"Nice idea, but then the power of the person in power is too great.

"

Tony Stark is well aware of this.

"So, I'm the one in power. I've got money, reputation, and power. I'm not interested in many things, and there's nothing that can tempt me. As for the supervisor, this position is temporarily vacant."

Zod Heath thought about it for a while, and decided to find a time to dig out the popsicles and use the popsicles as supervisors, which felt very suitable.

Others can't refute Zod Heath at all, and Tony Stark's mouth is deflated, there is no way, after all, the Superhero Association was founded by Zod Heath, and its popularity is still very high, he can even go out and get a League of Legends by himself. Can't compete with Zod Heath.

"Zord, the reporters are already waiting."

Ould walked over and said.

The Superhero Association has had reporters releasing news before, and its own Global Daily naturally got the first-hand news, which is a whole day faster than other newspapers.

Now, because the Superhero Society building is complete, it's up to reporters to help announce the news.

When Zod walked into the venue, a large flash of flashes could blind people's eyes.

But what kind of storm has Zod experienced? He stepped onto the stage with a CEO-level smile, and extended his hand to signal that everyone can be quiet.

Some female reporters even thought that the smile was really good-looking (with money blessing).

"Mr. Zod Heath, the identities of other superheroes in the Superhero Association should also be revealed!"

At this time, a reporter asked a pointed question.

Zod didn't say a word for a while, just stared at the reporter who was talking.

"What's wrong?"

The reporter was stared at by the ruthless eyes of the big capitalist, felt great pressure, and couldn't help asking.

"Sir, can I ask, what do you mean by asking this, is it just for gossip, or something else?"

Zod asked coldly.

"Of course it's not gossip, and I'm not one of those third-rate entertainment reporters!"

The reporter immediately said loudly.

"yes?"

Zod responded noncommittally.

"Then, I can understand that you are one of those criminals."

"Hi! What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?"

Zod raised his eyebrows and said.

"If not, why would you want to know who the superhero really is and what do you want to do?"

With such a big hat on, no one can stand it.

"I'm just, curious, human nature."

The reporter said in a panic.

"Is that so?"

Zod looked at the others.

"Are you curious?"

"I'm a little curious."

"But we wouldn't ask on such an occasion."

"You know how dangerous it would be once their true identities were revealed?"

Obviously, most journalists are very sensible (paid for).

The reporter was immediately accused by thousands of people.

"As an association, you even accept donations! We demand to know what's wrong with identities!"

Perhaps the jar was broken, or perhaps a counterattack point was found, the reporter suddenly said loudly.

"No, you're wrong, the Superhero Association does not accept any donations, and Blade's Edge Technology Industry is solely responsible for this."

Zod said righteously.

"I'm here, Blade Tech Industries is here, and that's enough. The identities of other heroes will be top secret and will never be released unless they want to. It's enough for heroes to bleed, and I don't want us to fight when we're fighting. There will be knives or doubts coming from behind."

"That's it, does anyone have any questions?"

Zod put his hands on the table and leaned forward to look at everyone.

Those who originally planned to make a difficult, or blind comparison, realized.

The Dark Knight Zod is not so easy to talk about.

In addition to being a hero, others are also the founders of the behemoth Blade Technology Industry.

It's not good to offend such a big capitalist for the sake of breaking point or a momentary quickness of speech.

What an uncrowned king, it's okay to deceive children.

"You, you, do you think you can do whatever you want with money!"

The reporter was furious, feeling cowardly, fearful, and annoyed at the tall figure of Zod (money blessing), and couldn't help roaring.

"Sorry, being rich means being able to do whatever you want, but I don't think you'll ever understand that for the rest of your life."

Zod Heath said, as a big capitalist, it feels good.

He really didn't lie. It's just a superhero association. How much money can be spent, not to mention the oil field that he just started, the gold-absorbing monster of secondary krypton gold alone is enough to make the blade technology industry have endless money.

After all, the bottomless purchase of secondary krypton gold on the rabbit side, $10,000 per gram is correct.