Chapter 189

Stark looked at the copper wire in front of him with full attention. He installed the metal palladium on the copper wire, manufactured a small arc reactor, and then installed the arc reactor on the magnet on his chest.

He slowly started the arc reactor and then looked at the arc reactor without a word.

"Is this thing the arc reactor you speak of?" Yinsen sat down and looked at the constantly generating arc reactor, asking: "How is its power generation?"

"If I didn't calculate wrong, it's 3 billion joules per second. It should be able to make that big guy move." Stark picked up his design drawing. This was his hard work and also his tool to escape.

"This thing should be able to make that big guy move for five minutes. Kill that group of terrorists in five minutes, and then escape."

After finishing, Stark stared at Ye Nan, "If you can provide me with more metal palladium, I will be more confident."

"But it will also make you poisoned." Ye Nan met Stark's gaze, "Besides, this body of mine is just a Terminator. Wanting to transport metal palladium to you requires a lot of time, and this time is enough for me to rush over, so I don't want to do useless work."

"That's true." Stark suddenly laughed, "But are you so sure you can defeat that group of fierce guys outside?"

"Not sure, it's certain."

Ye Nan snatched the drawing from Stark's hand, "Is this big guy your weapon? A weapon for self-rescue?"

"Of course. I plan to use the materials they provided me to manufacture the Jericho missile to manufacture this big guy. Then give them a painful blow." Stark smiled, "Steel shell, strong power system, short-distance flight capability, and decent firepower system."

"The introduction sounds good, but this design drawing is really rough. Do you intend to use this thing to fight?" Ye Nan looked at the design drawing and found that the design drawing was the same as the one transmitted by the Terminator, and couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed, "Why don't you improve it and manufacture more powerful armor."

He hoped Stark could improve the design drawing because he could take the opportunity to scan the drawing.

"Current materials. Can only manufacture armor to this extent. More detailed drawings can't be done either. Materials are really too few." Stark shook his head, saying his predicament.

"Actually, I also hope to manufacture a perfect armor. But in this environment, being able to get these materials is already considered quite good. If I ask for higher, they won't be able to get it, and it will arouse suspicion."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A knock came from outside the door, and it was noisy outside, speaking some languages that couldn't be understood.

"Be careful." Seeing the battle intensify, Lie Hu couldn't help but shout.

Hearing this, Ye Nan immediately manipulated the Terminator to turn into a black stone.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and a slightly fat man walked in from outside.

"I'm glad you are working hard here, fighting for the cause of freedom fighters." The fat man walked in, looking at Stark excitedly, "Stark, now let me introduce you to Mr. Wesker, who is also from the United States, but he is here on behalf of the Umbrella Corporation."

"Hello. I am Wesker, glad to meet you, the most powerful arms expert in American history." Wesker took off his sunglasses, with a smile on his face. He extended his right hand, wanting to shake hands with Stark.

"Hello. I am Stark."

Stark's expression was indifferent, saying "hello" in his mouth, but he didn't extend his hand, letting Wesker's hand fall into the air, very embarrassed....

"It seems you are not very well." Wesker was coldly rejected by Stark, but he didn't get angry. He just silently put on his sunglasses, "I am here to rescue you."

"Rescue me? This is probably the best joke I've heard this year." Stark smiled coldly.

He was caught in by terrorists, and now the terrorists said they wanted to rescue him. Although the one speaking was not a terrorist, he was standing with the terrorists.

"Our Umbrella Corporation is sincere." Wesker didn't care about Stark's words. He continued: "You are the most powerful weapons expert in American history. The weapons you manufactured have been sought after in the United States. We are very optimistic about your potential and are also willing to get to know you, so we plan to rescue you."

"Then should I thank you?" Stark said angrily. Clearly they were in the same group, but they said it as if they were saviors. No matter how he looked at it, he felt he was arrogant.

"You will know later. I am really rescuing you. However, you need to build the Jericho missile for them well. After that, I will rescue you." Wesker said sincerely, "We Umbrella Corporation really appreciate you. We hope you can go to Umbrella..."

... company to work!"

"Giving up my own company to work for the Umbrella Corporation, did I hear wrong or are you too whimsical." Stark sneered, "You probably want to force me to work for you."

"You guessed right, it is indeed so. However, this is not my intention, but the company's decision." Wesker scanned the surroundings, his gaze stayed on the design drawing for a moment, then shifted away, grinning, "You have no other choice."

"Finally revealed your true colors." Stark laughed, "I, Stark, am not a person who can be manipulated."

"But I like to manipulate others, and now I have the upper hand. You don't listen to my orders, and you can't do it." Wesker also laughed, "There is an old saying in the East that if you don't eat the toast, you will eat the punishment. I hope you don't become this kind of person."

"I like to be this kind of person, because I like punishment, provided that I punish you." Stark approached Wesker, "I hate people coming hard with me the most."

"I see you are soft and hard." Wesker looked at Stark coldly, "However, your result is already doomed. You have no chance to escape."

"All your tricks are doomed to be futile."

"Is that so?" Stark sneered.

"Yes, I'll wait and see." Wesker also returned a sneer, "Everything about you is in my grasp. You are just a clown."

"Clown? Who is the clown is still uncertain."

Stark and Wesker's gazes collided in the air, sparking a trace of sparks.

"Let's go." Wesker turned and left without a moment's pause.

"Mr. Stark, refusing Mr. Wesker is a stupid decision." The fat man was also unhappy at this time. His voice was cold, just like some kind of loyal dog.

"Let's go, close the door, and let Mr. Stark continue to manufacture missiles here."

Bang! Bang!

The terrorists closed the door again. In the stone cave, it was instantly quiet.

"Wesker." Ye Nan manipulated the Terminator's body to change into a human shape, "How did he come?"

"Do you know each other?"

Stark asked. Facing Wesker, he didn't lose the wind on the surface, but in reality, the pressure in his heart was still very great. Especially when Wesker shifted his gaze to his design drawing, his heart had a trace of panic.

It seemed that Wesker only took a look at his design drawing, but Stark knew that Wesker had already understood his design drawing, and Wesker's later words proved that Wesker was not afraid of the things in his design drawing....

"Could it be that he laid a net in the outside?" Stark's heart was beating like a drum.

"His name is Wesker, a high-level executive of the Umbrella Corporation. I have dealt with him." Ye Nan smiled, "I took away the Umbrella Corporation's research results in front of him, that is, the T-virus. Of course, there is also the T-virus research data. Later, I drove the Umbrella Corporation out of the United States. Presumably, he hates me to the bone."

"Oh, by the way, some time ago, the tactical team of the Umbrella Corporation attacked you." Ye Nan patted his forehead, making a sudden realization, "It seems he has already noticed you."

"Is that so?" Stark looked at Ye Nan suspiciously, muttering: "Could it be that their target that day was really me?"

Originally, he thought he was innocent, and someone just wanted to attack Ye Nan, and he was just affected. But he was attacked in Egypt, transported here, and met Wesker of the Umbrella Corporation, which made him have to connect the two things that were originally unrelated.

"If it's true, it proves that the Umbrella Corporation is staring at me, wanting me to build weapons for them? Wishful thinking."

Stark sneered, "Since you want to play, I'll play with you."

"Just relying on this kind of thing, wanting to play, I'm afraid it will be very difficult." Stark picked up the design drawing in his hand, "He just saw the design drawing, presumably he is also prepared. If I continue to manufacture this kind of machine according to the plan, I'm afraid I will lose this game."

"Why don't I redesign a kind of armor, a more powerful armor, it's just the material problem..."

"You don't need to worry about the material problem." Ye Nan suddenly spoke. When Stark's gaze shifted to him, he said slowly: "Since Wesker wants to play this game with you, he will definitely give you help. For him, the fun of the game lies in the frustration of the enemy. And wanting to strike you, he must increase your confidence. The higher you are lifted, the more miserable you will fall, so he can laugh more happily."

"Can Wesker do it? This is not the Umbrella Corporation. Those terrorists may not necessarily..."

"listen to his orders." Stark asked suspiciously.

"You forgot what the fat man said at the end? Wesker has never been a simple person. He is a person with a very heavy desire for control. If I didn't guess wrong, these terrorists have all been subdued by him."

"How is it possible." Stark exclaimed, "If it's so simple to control a person, this world would have been in chaos long ago."

"There are many ways to control people, and this world is much more complex than what you see. Some things, you haven't come into contact with yet." Ye Nan suddenly paused, then laughed, laughing very strangely, "Actually it's this kind of thing, no wonder these people are all controlled by him."

The satellite just captured a set of pictures, a set of pictures of the fat man using parasites to control other terrorists. Wesker used parasites to turn all these terrorists into his subordinates. To a certain extent, this place had become a biochemical battlefield.

"Stark, you don't need to worry at all now. Wesker will help you solve the material problem. Presumably, he also wants to see how you, this arms expert, give him a surprise." After Ye Nan finished speaking, he added a sentence in his heart, "I also really want to see your design."

"This game is getting more and more interesting." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)