[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-the-villain":3,"chapter-marvel-the-villain-marvel-the-villain-chapter-157":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: The Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1085799,1417,"Chapter 157 Gift","marvel-the-villain-chapter-157",157,"\u003Cp>[Task 37: Congratulatory Gift]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Details: Tony Stark has reclaimed his throne as CEO of Stark Industries. As his dear old friend, how could you not send him a proper gift?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reward: 10,000–30,000 villain points]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Friendly Tip: Stark Industries’ core facility houses a massive Arc Reactor. Blow it up for a dazzling display of fireworks—a gift worthy of your status.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason’s eyes locked onto the screen, rereading the 100-word task description obsessively, his mind racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony’s return to Stark Industries had been all over the news, trending on socials and even buzzing in the Joker Community.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe had flagged it instantly, along with media speculation about the drama behind the shake-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The press was in sync: Tony and Obadiah, the second-largest shareholder, were at war, a no-holds-barred deathmatch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Jason’s past-life memories, Obadiah, hungry for control, had set Tony up during his Afghanistan Jericho missile demo, hiring terrorists to take him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tony, Marvel’s golden boy, didn’t die. The dumbass terrorists had him build a missile, only for Tony to craft a mini Arc Reactor and the first Iron Man suit, escaping in style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That ordeal transformed him from a playboy to a world-saving Iron Man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jason’s meddling had fucked the timeline. The future was a blank slate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those past-life flashes? Useless now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was the plot at?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news said Tony was already in Afghanistan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did Obadiah seize the chance to kill him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, had Tony built the Iron Man suit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason’s head throbbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too little intel to piece it together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the task’s rewards were juicy, so it was gonna be a brutal slog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony’s Marvel’s chosen one. No room for sloppiness. I’ll check it out myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason’s eyes gleamed, decision made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled out of bed, washed up, and hit the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harley and Christine were just waking up, getting checkups from the kidnapped doctor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honey! *Yawn*...\" Harley mumbled, barely awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pregnancy drained them—exhausted, craving 18-hour naps. Normal shit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason grabbed a chair, sitting between them, watching tensely as the doctor checked their vitals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old-school instincts ran deep; he was fiercely protective of their unborn kids, even snatching extra OB-GYNs to rotate daily checkups, paranoid about sabotage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All clear. Normal stats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason and the women breathed easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctor left, and maids brought stacks of gourmet dishes, helping the women to the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most pregnant women lose their appetite, but Harley and Christine were ravenous, packing on pounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trio laughed and ate lunch. Jason shooed Chloe out and crashed on the couch with them to watch movies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his empire’s boom time—missions daily, raking in cash and villain points. But it left him little time at the hideout, barely seeing his women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Post-refinery, he planned to chill for a few days, but the system dropped this bombshell task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No penalties for skipping tasks, but this was Tony fucking Stark—the key to the Joker Organization’s future. L.A. was non-negotiable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two family-friendly flicks, the women yawned again. Harley clung to his arm, wanting him to nap with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason killed the TV, kissed her forehead, and said, \"Sorry, got a job in L.A. Gotta head out for a few days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harley’s face fell, her chubby cheeks puffing out, pissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christine, ever sweet, pulled her toward the bedroom, tossing back, \"Haven’t had Lang’s smoked beef in ages. Grab a bunch on your way back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deal,\" Jason said, waving with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He changed, found Chloe wandering outside, and said, \"Get me an identity for L.A. Quick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No problem, Sir!\" Chloe nodded, diving into prep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skills—over a hundred at peak human levels—included disguise. Her fake faces and IDs were light-years beyond Christine’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides network monitoring and community admin, Chloe now crafted disguises and forged documents. A multitasking queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only downside? Jason had just one of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*My dumbass kid, why didn’t you send more?*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred Chloes wouldn’t be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she worked, Jason briefed her on the system task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some tasks went to the community, others to elite crews, and high-stakes ones needed lieutenants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe’s computing power was insane—multitasking was child’s play. Before he finished talking, she’d assigned the task to the perfect crew with a detailed battle plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fucking unstoppable efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later, Jason, fully disguised, hopped a cab to Newark Airport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Stan gone to SHIELD as a mole, no more DEA jets. United’s first class would do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe’s disguise and flawless IDs breezed him through security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six or seven hours from now, he’d hit L.A.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony Stark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a year, no see. Wonder how you’re holding up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh, I’m kinda fucking pumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read advance Chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pat reon.com\u002FGreenBlue17\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>500 power stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Top 50. All time.\u003C\u002Fp>",793,"2026-06-03T10:55:04.460Z","2026-06-03T10:55:13.643Z",1,"novelbin.me","d7d44c37832693a5571c2171c1b6f01d2e4a922be7b56b149498dda878d94609","marvel-the-villain-chapter-112","marvel-the-villain-chapter-111",310,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-the-villain-cover.jpg"]