Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 222: Careful Don Killian

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Many people who came to the birthday party didn't even know about Naughty Mary.

However, Boss Tang, who took the lead in opening up the interstellar space channel, has been living in seclusion for the past year and rarely appears in public.

This time he suddenly held a birthday party for his woman in such a high-profile manner, which undoubtedly aroused the interest of many people.

Because of the deliberate low-key nature of the event, Tang Song did not send out many invitations for this birthday party.

But those who can come are influential people from various countries and major organizations around the world.

The tycoons and organizations from various countries, and even two cardinals from the Vatican came to bless the little rascal.

It’s all about power.

... ... ...

Halfway through the banquet, a group of guests in the hall are now in the stage of socializing and chatting with each other. Lai En is in charge of the reception.

The owner Tang Song had nothing to do, so he took the little rascal to the greenhouse in the backyard.

The greenhouse in the backyard of the banquet hall has a roof covered by several giant artificial crystal panels that are hundreds of meters long and more than ten centimeters thick, forming a greenhouse covering several hundred square meters.

Through the flawless artificial crystal, you can see large swathes of sunlight shining on this garden full of exotic flowers and plants, blooming flowers, and fragrant flowers.

Tang Song held Xiao Taoqi in his arms and sat under a grape rack in the corner of the garden. He opened several bottles of carefully selected fine wine, and the two of them drank it, taking turns to sip it.

Little Taoqi snuggled in Tang Song's arms, with a look of satisfaction on his face, showing that he was enjoying the wine and the beautiful scenery.

Since her abilities awakened, the time she spent with Tang Song was her happiest time.

The naughty little girl waved her hand, and the falling petals in the garden seemed to be attracted by an invisible force and gathered in her palm.

Looking at the colorful petals in his palm, a faint smile appeared on the naughty little face.

When she was in the most difficult time, Tang Song not only made her feel the warmth of home, but also helped her solve the defects brought by her mutant abilities.

The little naughty buried her head in Tang Song's arms and arched her back. Tang Song scratched her nose and said, "You're practicing well!"

When the two were being affectionate, Skye came in with Gu Ziyun and Zheng Daen carrying bags of things. Looking at the two of them flirting with each other, he rolled his eyes.

"Little rascal, well, these are all your birthday presents, open them together."

Gu Ziyun beside him tilted his head:

“Hehe! It feels like opening a treasure chest!”

Before she could finish her words, several maids came in carrying more packages.

The little rascal screamed, and flew into the air with the sound of wind, and fell on Skye.

Several girls gathered together, each holding a pair of golden scissors, and giggling as they unpacked the packages.

Tang Song took out a cigar and just lit it.

Just because of the smoke, the three girls drove him out of the garden in disgust.

Tang Song returned to the hall smoking a cigar. As soon as he appeared in the hall, a group of people surrounded him.

"Um?"

Tang Song was just trying to fool around with this group of dignitaries when he suddenly saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing in front of Tony Stark and shouting something at the top of his voice in a corner of the hall!

His eyes flashed, he saluted to the people around him, and then walked away.

"Tony Stark, I never thought I'd meet you here! For everything you've done to me, I will repay you double one day!"

Tony Stark was holding a glass of champagne in his hand, looking at the middle-aged man with an angry face standing in front of him, he was a little stunned.

"Uh, excuse me, who are you?"

Killian looked at the confused look on Tony Stark's face, his hands shaking with anger.

Forgot, he actually forgot!

hehe!

The humiliation I suffered meant nothing to him.

Looking at the megalomaniac in front of him, Killian clenched his fists, digging his nails into the flesh, and drops of blood dripped onto the carpet in the hall.

Tony Stark looked at the indignant guy in front of him with a puzzled expression.

He really couldn't remember who the man in front of him named Killian was.

What he didn't know was that the man in front of him was once his avid fan and regarded him as an idol.

Later, Killian discovered a virus that could combine with the human body and enhance human functions, and wanted to find him for cooperation.

But who is Tony Stark? He is the president of Stark Industries. Every year, there are so many people who come to him with so-called good projects.

Tony Stark originally thought that Killian was the kind of guy who was overconfident and incompetent, so he casually asked Killian to wait for him on the rooftop. In the end, he forgot about it, or he didn't take it seriously from the beginning.

As a result, Killian waited on the rooftop for a whole night. The wind on the rooftop was very cold, but it was not as cold as Killian's heart. Feeling humiliated, he almost jumped off the rooftop.

When he saw the fireworks before jumping off the building to commit suicide, he felt desperate and decided to take revenge on Tony Stark.

He decided to study the virus himself.

He founded AIM Corporation and named the virus he developed the Extremis Virus.

Revenge on Tony Stark is Killian's only motivation to survive, and he even does not hesitate to use himself to experiment with the Extremis virus.

Killian looked at Tony Stark in front of him. Under his clothes, the flesh and blood under his skin turned faintly red, as if magma was flowing. Just when Killian couldn't help but clenched his fist and was about to punch Tony Stark in the arrogant face.

Tang Song walked over with a wine glass and interrupted the tense conversation between the two people.

His eyes swept over Killian, feeling the magma-like power suppressed in his body.

"Mr. Killian, thank you for coming to this banquet. I think there is some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Stark.

This is your own business, I don't want to interfere, but if there is anything, how about you solve it privately after the banquet is over! Just give me some face!"

To be honest, Tang Song did not have much resentment towards Killian. Tony Stark deserved to be his enemy.

Good and evil are not absolute to Tang Song. What he is interested in is the desperate virus developed by Killian.

Killian glanced at Tang Song and suppressed his inner anger. Tang Song's power could be seen from the guests at today's banquet.

Killian didn't want to get himself into trouble before completing his revenge plan.

He turned and was about to leave.

Tang Song suddenly stopped him and said, "Mr. Killian, I heard that your AIM company is researching a new type of virus. I am very interested in biological research. Are you interested in accepting investment?"

Killian's eyes changed, and he glanced at Tony Stark beside him, and calmed himself down: "Thank you Mr. Tang for your kindness, I am not short of funds for the time being!"

Tang Song smiled indifferently: "It's okay, everyone has their own aspirations. If you are short of funds, you can come to me..."

Watching Killian's departing back,

Tang Song pursed his lips tightly. After a long time, he asked Tony Stark very seriously, "As a Level 4 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., shouldn't I prevent extreme crimes?"

Tony looked at Tang Song as if he didn't quite understand.

Tang Song smiled and did not explain the reason to Tony Stark. Instead, he took a glass of wine and found Director Hill who had just taken office.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. should check AIM's president Killian. I suspect he wants to murder Stark Group's president Tony Stark and Miss Pepper.

In addition, the desperate virus his company is researching involves human experiments. Yes, don’t forget to bring back the evidence!”

After the World Security Council passed the "Illegal Test Ban Treaty", S.H.I.E.L.D. had one more responsibility.

They need to start processing trial applications from around the world.

Especially those large-scale experiments that may cause dangerous consequences need to be reviewed by the World Security Council first.

Illegal experiments like those conducted by AIM must be intervened, and serious cases require military intervention and sanctions.

Even if SHIELD launched an armed operation against Killian,

All of this is unquestionably legal on every level.

It’s definitely not because someone is petty or taking revenge after being rejected!

In the corner of the hall, Hill was holding a champagne glass. She had changed her previous heroic look in tight combat uniform and looked more charming in a black hip skirt.

"Should I inform Tony?"

"No, wait until Killian takes action, then let Frank take action and see if there is a chance to get Stark's Ark Reactor. I have received a big deal, but I don't want to see my fingerprints on it!"

Tang Song put his arm around Hill's waist, the director of SHIELD whom he held in his hands.

"By the way, don't leave today. Big Cat has mastered a backflip recently. You and Little Naughty can enjoy it together!"

... ... ...

It was raining, and it was pouring.

Three high-altitude fighter jets roared through the clouds at high speed and rushed towards several Hummers that were fleeing frantically in the distance.

Twelve consecutive light aerial missiles flew off the ground with long flame tails, and several Hummers were blown to pieces.

Killian curled up under a big tree not far away, and dozens of banana trees more than thirty meters tall covered him tightly.

The heavy rain hit the banana leaves, and only a few drops of rain could pass through the leaves and fall onto Killian's body.

Killian looked at the Hummer convoy that was blown to pieces, his whole body shaking, not sure whether he was angry or scared.

Or both.

SHIELD, it’s SHIELD’s fighter plane. Killian almost bit his teeth off. It was too shameless.

However, just two or three days after he rejected Tang Song, AIM was hit by a joint attack from the tax department and the FBI.

Several of AIM's experimental bases were even sealed off by agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Killian originally thought that it was the hypocrite Tony Stark who did it. He was forced to attack Tony Stark's sea view mansion in advance and started his own revenge.

To his surprise, Tony Stark's sea view villa seemed to be completely defenseless. The fighter plane he controlled successfully launched an air raid and turned Tony Stark's home into ruins.

Even Tony Stark himself was seriously injured in the fighter plane's air-to-ground missile attack.

Not only that, he also kidnapped Tony Stark's girlfriend Pepper.

Everything up to this point had been going as he had planned. Just as he was planning to kidnap Pepper and was determined to play with the megalomaniac Tony Stark like a cat and mouse.

The SHIELD guys suddenly showed up and raided his last research base.

"Fuck!"

Thinking that the AIM he had worked so hard to create was destroyed, Killian grabbed the grass roots on the ground, and an abnormal red light faintly flowed through his arms.

A figure landed silently on the banana tree, with red eyes staring at Killian.

Seeing the abnormal red light surging on Killian's body, Frank stepped heavily on the layers of banana leaves and fell in front of Killian.

Killian was so frightened that he punched Frank without waiting to see the figure clearly.

There seemed to be a red light flowing under Killian's fist, like a red-hot iron.

Before the fist arrived, a gust of hot wind had already rushed towards Frank.

Frank also threw a punch, and his arms also glowed with red. Upon closer inspection, they were actually red monkey hairs that looked like red flames.

Killian sneered. Under the transformation of the desperate virus, his fists could turn even steel into molten iron.

Fight him!

Kacha!

Killian only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and a crackling sound like a bone breaking was heard from the hand bone to the entire arm.

His entire arm went limp.

Frank appeared behind Killian and chopped him with his palm. Killian immediately fell to the ground with a thud.

He searched Killian's body for a while, slowly took out a USB flash drive, then picked up Killian, got on the fighter plane and quickly left the scene as if he was carrying a dead dog.

... ... ...

Paradise Nightclub, San Francisco, three days after the attack on Tony Stark

In the dim environment, red, green and purple lights hit the faces of those men and women, making their young faces flicker and change like ghosts.

The deafening sound system, the hysterical roars, the dull roar of the subwoofer that made the entire ground shake slightly, and the crazy screams that came from nowhere made the entire nightclub feel like hell, filled with a crazy, perverted, and terrifying doomsday atmosphere.

In the middle of the dance floor that looked like a gladiatorial arena, countless people were twisting and dancing crazily. They rubbed their bodies against each other, and the ambiguous atmosphere rippled throughout the dance floor.

Sweating like rain, sweating like rain. The whole dance floor fell into a frenzy.

Backstage at the nightclub, a bald man sat quietly on the sofa behind the bar, holding a glass of beer in his hand.

"Hey, you're a scorpion! I'm looking for your leader!"

The big man was startled when he saw the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and subconsciously took out a loaded Uzi from under the sofa.

"Hey, don't be nervous! I made an appointment with your boss to come pick up a batch of goods!"

The yellow-skinned middle-aged man knocked on the table and reminded: "Move the muzzle of the gun a little further to avoid accidental discharge!"

The middle-aged man looked at the guy in front of him who was obviously drunk. Although he was not afraid, he did not want to be shot twice for no reason.

"I've made an appointment with our boss!"

The burly man with a scorpion tattooed on his bald head looked closely at the middle-aged man.

He put away the Uzi while cursing under his breath and picked up the red phone beside him.

"Okay, follow me!"

After speaking briefly to the person on the other side, Scorpion led the middle-aged man into the fire escape nearby.

After walking about ten or so steps, a private elevator with a combination lock appeared at the end.

The scorpion man glanced at the middle-aged man, who turned his back tactfully.

Didi Didi—

The elevator went down more than ten meters, and the scorpion man led the middle-aged man in the corridor. Along the way, there were big men holding guns, looking at the middle-aged man one by one.

At the end of the passage, a large room with exquisite and gorgeous decoration appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

"Friends, rules!"

The two big men guarding the gate, carrying MA16 rifles, pointed their guns at the middle-aged man, and Scorpion walked up to search him.

The middle-aged man spread his hands, stretched out his arms, and allowed the scorpion to search his body.

The luxurious decoration is in the extremely authentic Pompadour style, with obviously authentic antique furniture and that rich aroma of hot coffee.

A thin black man with a bald head and glasses was lying leisurely on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. In his slightly red eye sockets were a pair of lazy eyes, and he looked weakly at the middle-aged man who walked in.

In this room of about 200 square meters, there are several other people sitting quietly in the corner, silently savoring the fragrant cigars.

The man holding the coffee cup slowly straightened up and took out a matchbox-sized piece of metal from the box next to him.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, ..."

The fried chicken uncle who had undergone plastic surgery walked slowly to the middle-aged man and handed him the metal block.

"The cargo has been loaded. This is a signal jammer. The boss asked me to tell you that there is a positioning and self-destruct system in the cargo. Be careful when you dismantle it!"

"Thank your boss for me!" The middle-aged man took the blocker and nodded.

... ... ...

Inside the nightclub's dance hall, Black Widow and Hawkeye, who were disguised as having fun, sat in a semi-open booth in a corner of the dance floor.

Black Widow raised her wine glass to cover her mouth, but her eyes were fixed on the fire escape beside her:

"After the attack, someone arrived before us and cleaned up the scene. A batch of Iron Man suits and Ark reactors in Tony Stark's villa were missing.

According to intelligence, what we are looking for is in this nightclub!"

Hawkeye clinked his glasses with Black Widow's and drank the champagne in one gulp.

"I know all this, but why did we hide our actions from Hill? Do you suspect she is also a member of Hydra?"

"Remember the attack on the White House State Guesthouse? In addition to Hydra, we have always suspected that there is another mysterious force hiding in the dark!"

Hawkeye frowned: "Do you suspect Hill?"

"Fury suspects that it's someone from the Brotherhood of the Shield. Whether it's the attack on the White House or some recent events, don't you think that Hua Guotang's shadow is everywhere

After these things happened, he always got something in return. Recently, Hill has been too close to that Tang!

And now SHIELD is full of his people!"

"It seems that a lot of things happened during the time I was recuperating!" Hawkeye felt as if the world had turned upside down when he woke up.

Aliens are invading, and now the Internet is full of calls for the establishment of an Earth Federation and for advancement into the interstellar space.

This made Hawkeye feel like Captain America, who had slept for not two years, but twenty years.

"Just think of it as giving yourself a two-year vacation. How will it feel when you wake up from this sleep?"

"All the bones in my body feel like they're rusted. I think I should move around a bit!" Hawkeye stretched his shoulders.

At this time, a young man in jeans quickly passed through the crowd, and rudely pushed away several men and women who were hugging each other and rubbing their bodies, and came in front of the two of them.

"Our people are here." The third-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. blinked:

"Thirty elite agents, all armed with heavy weapons!"

Hawkeye and Black Widow put down their glasses and stood up! At the same time, they ordered: "Do it!"

Two SHIELD agents, filled with murderous intent, walked towards the fire escape with a group of ferocious subordinates.

"Stop, this is an internal passage, outsiders are not allowed to enter!"

Scorpion was holding an Uzi submachine gun in one hand, and was followed by seven or eight strong men with guns, who stopped Black Widow and others.

In the dark corners of the nightclub, you can vaguely see dark shadows flashing by, and behind the dark curtains, there are also some metallic reflections deliberately exposed. This is a kind of deterrence, proving that there are a large number of gunmen on guard behind those windows.

Scorpion stared at Hawkeye and Black Widow viciously, his eyes moving back and forth over Black Widow's graceful figure:

"Who are you? This is our territory..."

"I hate your look!" Natasha looked at Scorpion coldly and quickly pulled out two silent pistols with her hands.

“Puff puff puff puff… … ..”

He pulled the trigger quickly, and before Scorpion and his strong men could react, they were killed.

At the moment when Black Widow made her move, Hawkeye and the group of agents behind him made their move at the same time.

Hawkeye threw out several stun grenades at the same time, and the agents behind them pulled out new assault rifles and fired quickly, steadily and accurately at the designated targets.

Several agents opened the briefcases in their hands to form folding bulletproof shields to prevent enemy counterattacks and stray bullets.

The entire nightclub was in chaos amid the sounds of gunfire and explosions, and everyone was running outside frantically.

The Black Widow held two pistols and her eyes moved among the people in the hall to prevent herself from slipping away in the crowd.

"Um?"

Black Widow saw a middle-aged Chinese man with his hands in his pockets, walking out among the crowd.

As if noticing Black Widow's gaze, the man even gave her a friendly smile!

Black Widow was about to raise her gun.

Danger!

She suddenly felt like she was being stared at by a poisonous snake. She subconsciously turned around and saw an Asian girl not far away, holding a lollipop in her mouth and licking the corner of her mouth while looking at her.

She subconsciously wanted to shoot, but the little girl disappeared in an instant in the crowded crowd. When she turned around to look for the middle-aged man, the man had already disappeared.

... ... ... ... ...

“We’re a step too late! They escaped through the tunnel!”

Hawkeye frowned as he looked at the empty room and the secret door to the tunnel that his agents had just found.

The Black Widow said dimly, "I seemed to have seen the target outside just now!"

Hawkeye was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Black Widow.

Black Widow shook her head: "He left just now!"

... ... ...

“Where to go next?”

Gu Ziyun walked out of the nightclub with a lollipop in her mouth, drove a black sports car, and sat in the passenger seat!

Zheng Daen, who was wearing a sailor uniform, turned his head to look at her.

"It's over! Let's go back to New York. That perverted uncle wants to take us out to sea for a few days!"

... ... ..

For the next period of time, Tang Song let his subordinates handle many things.

He travels around the world with Skye, Rogue, Fox, Scarlet Witch, and Gu Ziyun every day.

Listen to a private concert, go skiing, drive a yacht and surf on the beach

On a white yacht, Tang Song was lying on the deck sunbathing in a pair of loose beach pants.

"Mr. Zhang! I got the stuff, that's good!

You are too polite. As you said, overseas Chinese like us also care about our motherland.

Longgu, you want to serve the country? You are so polite. If that is the case, I will not refuse it!"

Tang Song threw the phone into the sea and closed his eyes comfortably, just as Boss Tang was slowly enjoying the rare relaxing life in the past year!

The starship research base where the space gate is located.

Command center.

A huge light screen ten meters long and four meters wide appeared in the center of the base, reflecting the starry sky on the other side of the space gate.

Dozens of space stations stretch for seven or eight miles like fortresses, forming a circle to cover the space gate.

The space station is densely packed with large-caliber electromagnetic cannons.

In addition, some other high-tech weapons are installed on these space stations. Some of these weapons are imitated by laboratory scientists based on the cracking of the Chitauri, and some are secret weapons of various countries.

In a world like Marvel where black technology emerges in an endless stream, weapons development in various countries has reached its pinnacle.

Five hundred kilometers outside the Sky Fortress, there are countless meteorites moving irregularly. These fakes are found and modified by various countries. They are transported to specific orbits by steel robots and equipped with a little power engine. In the vacuum and weightlessness, the movement trajectory of these meteorites can be adjusted at any time.

It can be said to be a space version of an active minefield.

"How far are those ships from us!?"

Tang Song, who had just arrived after receiving the news, held a cane, and Dr. Banner next to him called up an astronomical detection map on the space fortress.

"According to their flying speed, they will reach the asteroid belt in another 7 hours!"

"How much damage can these meteorite mine arrays cause!" The person asking the question was a general of the Federal Air Force.

Tony Stark, with gauze still wrapped around his head, spread his hands and said, "Time is limited. Some of these meteorites are made from Ark reactors.

The other part is that the nuclear bomb is directly covered with a layer of rock shell. According to the calculation of the explosive power, a combined explosion can easily blow up the Chitauri starship."

"We have cracked the Chitauri starship database. In the Milky Way, the known civilization levels are divided into five levels, and the Chitauri's technological level is at the third level!"

"What level is our Earth's technology at?"

A French lieutenant general asked curiously!

Tony Stark controlled the computer and said without looking back: "Level 1, mastering nuclear energy, but not capable of interstellar travel!"

"Based on the resources currently available from countries around the world and the technology we have cracked from the Chitauri, Senator Tang asked me and several doctors to develop an ultimate defense system!"

Tony Stark said this, not hiding his dissatisfaction, and tapped the keyboard.

A huge light curtain over a hundred meters long and wide replaced the original light screen, and a three-dimensional hologram around the space gate flashed on the light curtain.

On this three-dimensional map that occupies almost the entire area of the light curtain, the colorful light spots representing anti-aircraft batteries and various defense facilities are like bees huddled in a hive, so dense that it makes people dizzy.

Several members of the World Security Council and government officials from various countries gasped when they saw this three-dimensional picture.

Tony Stark introduced the space gate defense system to them in the simplest and most precise words.

According to the current financial and material resources of the Earth, the space gate defense system will take about fifty years to complete.

Many things require the use of the Chitauri's science and technology, but they are still in the cracking stage.

"If you take Wakanda's vibranium technology into account, that time can be shortened to five years!"

Tang Song looked at the defense system in front of him. The idea of this defense system was proposed by him. The imaginary enemy was an enemy of the level of Thanos and Galactus.

This defense diagram of Tony Stark is just the initial stage.

If everything goes well, five years will be enough for him to transform the Earth into a hedgehog covered in steel armor and covered in thorns.

Tony Stark rubbed his brows. According to Tang Song's design requirements, the defense system of the space gate was enough to withstand the joint attack of a hundred Chitauri starships and cause a devastating blow to them.

In order to achieve this design standard, Tony Stark and all the scientists in the laboratory racked their brains.

"I call this defense system the first five-year plan, the space gate defense plan," Tang Song said with his hands behind his back, looking at the three-dimensional diagram in front of him.

"Within five years, the defense plan will be completed, and Earth will move on to the next step of planetary exploration and resource exploration expansion!"

The members of the World Security Council and many senior military officials of various countries were stunned and amazed by this huge defense system.

This is still the early stages.

It seems that the aggressive alien spacecraft is no problem for this defense system? This is really great!

But how much manpower and material resources are needed to achieve such an effect

. It really hurts!

According to the plans made by Tang and Song dynasties, the earth will become the center of the Milky Way in the future. The bolder the people are, the more productive the land will be!

The law of the jungle applies not only to the Earth, but also to the entire universe. The strong prey on the weak, this is the law of nature.

The real planned defense system is to transform the solar system into a comprehensive planetary defense system centered on the planets.

A stable group of bases is the foundation for the earth's outward expansion.

Of course, this is just Tang Song’s plan!

Time passed little by little, and soon ten golden starships appeared near the space gate.

Crystal people are one of the wandering races in the universe. Many people say that they are a variant of stone people.

The crystal people will not admit this, they have nothing to do with those reckless stone people.

They are crystal people, Crystal people!

Their home planet, Crystal, was destroyed by natural disasters. Like most wandering races, the Crystal People had no choice but to become space mercenaries and part-time pirates.

"The coordinates are just ahead!"

A crystal man compared the coordinates given by the Kree and looked at the circular space station in front of him.

They were hired by Ronan the Accuser to come to this coordinate to retrieve a lost item of the Kree. The price they offered was so high that the Crystal People had no way to refuse!

They didn’t dare to refuse the famous accuser!

"Advance all ships to within the range of the ship's guns and destroy those buildings!"

Ten pale gold spaceships were heading towards the space fortress, 10,000 kilometers, 5,000 kilometers, 500 kilometers...

Just after these ten spaceships entered the designated ambush circle.

As the nuclear explosion button on the center console in the base was activated

The modified nuclear reactors in the asteroid belt started up one after another. The ten alien spaceships were all shrouded in a layer of dazzling white light. The light formed by the explosion of dozens of nuclear reactors was enough to blind people.

The pitch-black space seemed to be illuminated, and ten alien spaceships were simultaneously submerged in the sound of explosions.

"Good calculation!"

Tang Song looked at Tony Stark with approval. The setting of the meteorite belt was precisely calculated by Tony Stark.

Five hundred kilometers is the maximum range for a general starship to exert its power, while also avoiding the shock wave of the explosion from causing damage to the space station.

The corner of Tony Stark's mouth curled up, but on the surface he snorted with disdain.

"Activate the Iron Soldiers, clean up the battlefield, collect useful supplies, and replenish the meteorite belt!"

The entire base operated in an orderly manner, like a wound-up clock.