Chapter 7: Guild Points System Activated

This time, Su Han uploaded an intact memory copy of Iron Man 1.

Soon, the entire guild chat room fell silent.

After glancing at it twice, Su Han eagerly grabbed the briefcase transmitted by Tony Stark and walked to his desk, opening the briefcase.

Inside the briefcase was something resembling a computer server.

"Huh? How do I even turn this thing on?"

Su Han hesitated. Though he could easily ask Tony Stark how to operate it, he knew full well that asking such a basic question would earn him relentless mockery.

"Better to figure it out myself first—if I still can't understand it, then I'll ask Tony."

After much thought, Su Han finally made up his mind.

He reached out and touched the server—no sooner had he made contact than a crisp sound rang out.

"Ding… Fingerprint detected! Beginning enrollment."

"Enrollment complete… Mr. JARVIS is at your service!"

A voice with a faint metallic timbre spoke.

Su Han raised an eyebrow: "I thought Tony had been mercilessly teased earlier… I assumed he'd tamper with JARVIS in some way, but I underestimated his magnanimity."

After a moment's consideration, Su Han asked: "Connect to the external network."

JARVIS's voice remained flat and unchanging: "Initiating network connection… Network connection successful! Scanning current world background."

"Master! The current world's network technology is extremely primitive—JARVIS can crush it effortlessly."

Su Han's cheek twitched twice as he stared oddly at JARVIS. In the end, he could only mutter: JARVIS was undoubtedly a creation of Tony Stark—his personality was unmistakably similar to Tony's.

Tony was a capable man with a good heart, but his defining traits were his sharp tongue and arrogance—though he certainly had the competence to back it up.

"Hack into the network! If possible, transfer me some money," Su Han thought for a moment and gave the order. "Safety is the top priority—I don't want the police showing up at my door to arrest me right after you transfer the cash."

JARVIS's tone remained unchanged: "Rest assured! The banking security systems of this world are nothing to me."

Su Han rolled his eyes and let him have his way, turning his gaze back to the guild chat room. The chat room was no longer calm as before.

Tony Not the Richest: "My god! Shit! This damn reality. Fuck, I always treated Obadiah as my own uncle! And yet this bastard dared to betray me—selling my tech to warlords in Afghanistan!"

Tony's psyche completely shattered. To be fair, he had always trusted and been lenient toward Obadiah, entrusting him with nearly all of Stark Industries' affairs.

But what had Obadiah done? He exploited Tony's trust to massively sell off Stark Industries' weapons for personal gain—and even after amassing the company's wealth, he remained unsatisfied.

He even wanted to kill Tony and seize power.

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "... This is clearly a future battlefield scene. @Tony Not the Richest, you actually built this kind of powered exosuit! And this exosuit can even fly. Hmm, impressive—if your armor reaches its peak, it might rival my Fallen Angel form!"

Su Han's lips twitched twice. If he didn't already know Black Cat's true identity, he might have been fooled into believing she was the legendary Fallen Angel.

Wanna Be My Son: "Interesting! The tech here is similar to Jemason 66. By the way, @Tony Not the Richest, I'm now curious—between you and World Government's Beck Ponga, who's stronger?"

I Am the Hou Jue: "Looks impressive. In reality, utterly useless. One punch erases it."

Tony Not the Richest: "What? Let me tell you, this Iron Man armor is just the first generation! If I wanted to, I could design a second or third generation, even stronger ones—in minutes! I am Iron Man!"

Tony Not the Richest: "And you, I Am the Hou Jue? What century are you from? Still clinging to titles like marquis? Or are you some ancient relic from the Middle Ages? If so, I'll forgive your insolence—considering your limited perspective."

I Am the Hou Jue: "... Since I slew a god, you are the first person besides the one in the Central Land to speak to me this way."

Slew a god.

After I Am the Hou Jue's statement, the room fell briefly silent—but soon, Tony Stark fired back.

Tony Not the Richest: "You say you killed a god? I say I'm your father!"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "..."

Wugeng Liuli admitted that until now, she had assumed everyone here was faking it—but after watching the memory copy and seeing how confidently each of them spoke, she suddenly panicked.

It felt like she was a Husky who'd wandered into a pack of wolves—everyone else here seemed like a true powerhouse. Was she the only one bluffing?

Still, Su Han himself was also bewildered, especially after roughly deducing the true identities of those present.

He felt that, aside from Wugeng Liuli, any one of them was stronger than him.

Even that Daoist True Person Zhang Sanfeng didn't seem like an ordinary figure—if they truly fought, he'd probably be utterly crushed by Zhang Sanfeng.

"JARVIS alone is useless. Waiting for the Iron Man armor will take too long—I need to find a way to scam these guys."

As Su Han pondered deeply, the cold, mechanical voice of the guild echoed again in his mind.

"Detected: Five guild members expressed high satisfaction with the memory copy posted by the guild master! Guild master's points increased by 500!"

"Ding! Guild Points System officially activated!"