At Tony's house, Ninja and Rambo are receiving the most comprehensive treatment. Tony has a very good personal reputation, otherwise Anna and the others would not dare to hand over the partner they had just fought with to him.
"Two beauties, I'm curious to ask, when did you enter the main god space?" Tony asked in a separate room. There were no outsiders here, so he didn't have to worry too much.
Anna and Annie looked at each other, and Anna spoke slowly, "Probably less than a month? In fact, because we have experienced two missions in a short period of time, we are a little insensitive to time."
"Twice?" Tony was a little surprised. These two people had completed the same number of missions as himself. Could it be that they had spent too much time designing and building the factory recently
"Yes, the main god space has indeed brought us some very good changes, but the mission time is too tight." Anna sighed. The interval between two missions was less than a week. Every time she entered a mission, her nerves were tense and there was not enough rest time.
"Haha, yeah, you'll get used to it slowly." Tony laughed awkwardly twice. He felt that he might get beaten if he told his experience. The last time he went on a mission in the Naruto world was more than a month and almost two months ago.
"In addition to the urgent mission, we also want to contact you." Anna continued.
"Contact me?"
"That's right, Mr. Tony, you dare to reveal your identity in front of the public. You must be a veteran who has experienced many missions." Anna's eyes were filled with admiration.
"Yes, we also took a look at some products of your Stark Group, especially the new type of missile, which is a product of Umbrella Corporation, right?" Annie asked curiously.
"How is that possible! That's the fruit of my wisdom!" Anne's words irritated Tony, and he jumped up from his chair and defended himself.
"Don't talk nonsense. There are some truths that you can't say." Anna patted her sister and said.
"Oh, oh, sorry." Anne smiled at Tony.
"You... I... forget it, you can think whatever you want." Tony was helpless. It was the first time he was choked like this while speaking.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, her brain is not working very well and her mouth is not clear." Anna ran to Tony and said with a smile.
"Stop! Let's talk business. What exactly do you want to do?" Tony said, pulling away a little.
"We would like to know if you have any information about the mission world that you can share with us." Anna said, "Of course, we also want to know if we can order armor from you. In addition, we don't have enough money. Can we buy it with points?"
"Of course, and I only accept points as payment." Tony became serious. He could earn points again and buy many things.
"How do you sell the world information? Can it be cheaper?" Anna's eyes flickered, as if Tony could give them a discount.
Tony was a little helpless, he really couldn't help much in this regard, but it was not in his own interest to say it directly.
"How about you tell me what kind of world you have been through, and we can exchange what we have with each other, one for one." Tony took a sip of wine and said.
"That makes sense." Anna turned and gave her sister a look. These two people were not as innocent as they seemed.
While Tony, Anna and others were having a wonderful conversation, at the Osborne Group in New York City, Norman was furious.
"I was only away for a few days, and you told me that many scientists in the company disappeared?" Norman shouted at his assistant.
The assistant was a little scared, but he had to say what he wanted to say.
"Yes, according to statistics, a total of four scientists have disappeared mysteriously. Three of them are research members of the gamma particle research group you just formed, and the other one is biologist Connors." The assistant said as he looked at the information in his hand.
Bang! Norman threw the cup in his hand against the wall. He was furious. The disappearance of these scientists made him feel bad.
"It's been so long, are there any clues?" Norman asked after a long pause.
"No clues have been found yet. The police and we have watched the surveillance footage. Those scientists walked out of the company on their own without contacting anyone." The assistant said, standing upright.
Just this matter has made many people in the company furious. For their own safety, many researchers have stopped their research and hid at home, as if there was something fishy going on in the company.
"Transfer the surveillance data to my computer and I will check it myself!" Norman said to his assistant.
"yes."
After receiving the order, the assistant carefully retreated from Norman's office. Chairman Norman's temper has been getting better and better recently. If it were in the past, he would have probably been fired.
Harry Osborn stood outside the door and waited for the assistant to come out and pull him out.
"What happened to father?" Harry asked in a low voice. He could hear Norman's roar from outside.
"It's okay, it's just that some things in the company are not going well." The assistant explained that Norman did not want his son to be exposed to company affairs too early, so many things were kept secret from Harry.
"Okay, then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go see my dad." Harry nodded and said.
When Harry entered, Norman was sitting in front of the computer, doing something.
"Dad, you're looking for me." Harry shouted.
"Harry, come and sit down first." The moment Norman saw Harry, he burst into laughter.
"Okay." Harry sat in front of his father. He was suddenly called out from school by his father and he didn't understand what was going on.
"How's school going lately?"
"Not bad, Dad, what on earth did you call me over for?"
Norman didn't care about Harry's impatience. He was used to it. It was just like that during adolescence. Norman took out a box from the drawer and put it on the table.
"What is this?" Harry looked at the sci-fi box with a little curiosity.
"There are some special medicines inside. Take them home and take one bottle a day after lunch." Norman pushed the box in front of Harry and said, "The lock on the box can be opened with your fingerprint."
"Drink medicine? You have to tell me what the medicine is in it?" Harry didn't quite understand what his father meant.
He was not averse to taking medicine. After all, he had been taking various medicines since he was a child. Unfortunately, even though he had become a medicine bottle, his health was still so poor.