Both industry insiders and ordinary citizens outside the industry have shown unprecedented interest in the discussion.
The venue for the press conference was chosen to be the World's Fair in New York, which was established by Mr. Howard during World War II. Mr. Tony has repeatedly upgraded and renovated it to keep up with the trend of the times.
This is a museum that exhibits products invented by Stark Industries. It is also a place where members of the Stark family release new industrial R&D products and product concepts, as well as major decisions on the future direction of the industry. It is the first epic business card of Stark Industries to the world.
Holding a press conference at the World Expo Center is of great significance. From its construction to now, only Howard and Tony, father and son, have the qualifications and authority to use the venue. The current branch manager Killian has wanted to use the venue many times, but Potts directly rejected the proposal.
"Could it be that Mr. Iron Man Stark is back?"
This speculation popped up in the minds of many media people, and they excitedly flocked to the World Expo.
The press conference was scheduled for 12 a.m., and entry and exit were restricted. However, at around 11:30 a.m., the podium at the World Expo was already packed with people from the media and industry. They were talking to each other in a heated manner, and cameras and microphones were placed everywhere like guns and cannons.
The Expo security guards and New York police provided security inside and outside the exhibition hall to ensure the smooth convening of the press conference.
Time passed by minute by minute. As in the past, there would be performances such as beautiful dances as an opening to warm up the atmosphere.
But this time was unlike the past. Not even a host came on stage. There was only dim light on the podium, and it was completely empty without a single person in sight.
Hundreds of media personnel in the audience could only stare blankly at the deserted podium until exactly twelve o'clock. Just when they mistakenly thought that this was just a sham, several spotlights lit up at once and shone on one corner of the stage, where a small figure was finally revealed.
Everyone held their breath and stared with eyes wide open, they saw that it was a little boy about one year old, with short golden hair that was shining, a pair of big beautiful amber eyes with gold flakes, and delicate features on his fair face. The little body, less than half a meter tall, was wearing a tailor-made extra-small suit, and the combination of the suit did not feel out of place at all due to his overly mature aura.
The little boy had a lollipop in his mouth, his cute face was stern, and he walked slowly with his short legs from a corner of the huge modern glass platform to the podium on the stage without any hurry.
The whole venue was silent. Some people were still looking back, thinking that other people would go on stage. But after watching for a long time, no one else followed except the little boy.
In full view of everyone, the little boy walked closer to the podium, but because of his height, his body was completely blocked by the podium as soon as he got close.
"this-"
"Are you going to put on a show?"
Seeing this funny scene, the people in the audience finally couldn't help laughing and burst into laughter.
But the next moment, the little boy ignored gravity, floated up and stood steadily on the podium, which made the eyes of the people below the stage widen in horror and their laughter also stopped abruptly.
"Good morning, everyone." The little boy smiled faintly, not shy at all, and said calmly to the microphone in a baby voice, "Are you disappointed? I am the senior person in charge of Stark who convened this press conference."
The people in the audience were even more shocked. They had seen a 100-year-old veteran of World War II, but had never heard of a one-year-old senior corporate executive.
The boy shrugged and said bluntly: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Caesar Karl."
Caesar Karl.
This name caused the audience to be silent for a while, and then triggered an uproar like a nuclear explosion, as if a nest of bubbles had been blown up. Almost everyone stood up excitedly, and the camera flash lights flashed one after another.
Caesar Karl, this name has sparked heated discussions in society many times half a year ago. Although it has been silent for half a year, it is still hard to be forgotten by people until now.
The descendant of the symbol of peace! The successor to Stark Industries' shares! The Son of God who has been at the top of the Earth since birth!
This is the first time that the Son of God has appeared in public, so how can we not be excited and look forward to it? We hope that he can create various legends like Mr. Kyle.
"It seems that you all know my identity. This makes things easier."
Caesar smiled, looked down at the crowd below, and said sternly, "I am holding this press conference to use this platform to express a few wishes from my personal standpoint."
Some media personnel were very conscious and simply tuned the channel to broadcast the press conference live.
Caesar said confidently: "From now on, I will officially take over Mr. Tony's responsibility and continue to develop new technological products. Later, I will release a new product concept that will be a breakthrough in the future. It is estimated that it will be mass-produced and sold to the world soon."
To take over the job of the genius engineer Tony, I am afraid no one in the world dares to guarantee that they can do it. But when Caesar, the Son of God, said it, it made people feel an indescribable persuasiveness, which may also come from the super influence of the symbol of peace.
"Also, I am here to declare open war on the terrorists who recently targeted Stark Industries and my friends!"
Caesar was immature but still domineering. He threatened calmly, "There are only two of us here. Do whatever you want. I will not use the power of the alliance, family, or military. If you can't kill me within a week, I will eradicate you from this blue planet!"
The clone's counterattack officially begins!
Chapter 368 The Counterattack Begins
"Caesar, the Son of God, makes his first appearance before the world and the public!"
"Taking on the responsibility of Stark Industries, is it a step into the abyss, or creating a new legend?"
"Caesar, the Son of God, who is less than one year old, openly declared war on terrorists alone!"
"Caesar: In three days, a new cross-century product will be announced to the public!"
Less than half a day after the press conference ended, news reports with the above text message as the top headline and Caesar standing on the podium as the cover had already been widely circulated by the 21st Century Internet new media and supplementary newspapers and magazines.
This undoubtedly set off an epic frenzy and triggered unprecedented heated discussions among the nation.
Naturally, there were many doubts, after all, Caesar was just a child after all, but the voices of support were in the majority. Those who supported Caesar were basically his former fans, and their love for Caesar extended to his family.
They hope that Caesar can continue to create heroic miracles and legends because the world needs heroes so much.
Someone commented: "No matter whether Caesar's new product can help Stark Industries get out of its business difficulties, or whether Caesar can eliminate the terrorists threatening New York's security within a week, from the moment when he, as a one-year-old child, chose to stand on the podium, shouldered the heavy responsibility without changing his expression, and publicly declared war, he had already won a great victory in spirit."
These words have resonated with and aroused expectations among thousands of people.
At this time, in Stark Industries, near the top floor of the main office building, in the office and studio of former chairman Tony Stark.
Caesar's small body was lying on the leather sofa, a lollipop in his mouth, and he controlled the chair to spin continuously.
Eddie, wearing a suit, stood in the office lobby and sighed as he looked at Caesar. "Young Master, to be honest, what I expected was already crazy enough. I didn't expect what you did to be dozens of times crazier than I expected."
"I just have an alien symbiote weirdo who eats and drinks for free. It's okay to scare and kill people occasionally, but I can't turn into Iron Man. Is it possible for the two of us to announce a product and declare war publicly?"
When Eddie said this, he rubbed his hair with both hands in annoyance.
Toxin stretched out its tentacles in dissatisfaction and slapped his face, forcing him to calm down a little.
Caesar folded his arms and snorted, "It's because Tony is not here, so we have to do this."
Logically speaking, what is happening now is what Tony should have solved, but who made Tony and his original body go to the Galactic Alliance
Tony's fault still has to be borne by him as the godfather.
Eddie looked at Caesar and asked in surprise, "Why don't we act secretly? Why do we have to hold a press conference with such fanfare? Miss Potts is still in their hands."
"You think I want to?" Caesar glanced at him unhappily and said, "The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. If we don't hold a press conference, the initiative will always be in the hands of the other party."
"Why?" Eddie scratched his head, feeling that his IQ was not enough.
Toxin felt ashamed for his host and simply fell into a deep sleep without making a sound.
"Why do you think the other party did so many things from beginning to end?" Caesar asked back.