"Wanda Maximov, a first-class student and joint logistics support department, has signed a ten-year service agreement!" Fisher looked through the information in the computer and suddenly felt a tingle. Well, he had a good time in sokovia. Now the problem comes. The Scarlet Witch didn't transform and came to be a logistics officer. His brother is now training as a hell paratrooper. That's right!

"Master Gu Yi!" Fisher yelled at the sky twice to ask if it's still time for him to beat his brother and sister half to death with the heart gem? As a result, Gu Yi didn't pay attention to him at all. Instead, stark made a video call.

"Fisher, my good brother!" Stark's warm look reminded fisher of his dog and his expression when he asked for toys, so he subconsciously cut off the communication.

"Alas? Alas? " Stark can't be angry for a moment. It's great to have a spaceship. You can hang up someone else's phone at will? Isn't it deep space flight? Give me ten years and I'll have no problem!

"Sir, according to my calculation, it is 99% possible that your smile is too obscene!" Jarvis added, "in addition, according to the style of atlas, when you build a deep space vehicle ten years later, it is very likely that all the solar system will be planted with the banner of atlas!"

"......" stark was silent for three seconds.

"Jarvis, keep calling my good brother!"

"Fart quickly. I don't have time to listen to your ink!" Fisher put on the appearance of a hundred million people.

"Buzzing!" The next second he found out that stark had beaten $20 million into his private account.

Stark assumed an air of lightness.

"Then I'll buy you for two minutes!"

"Sorry, my time is very valuable. I'll start shooting in ten minutes!" Fisher tried to hang up again.

"Buzzing!" Account arrival: 80 million!

"Welcome to atlas, dear Mr. stark. What can I do for you!" Fisher snapped an alarm clock, set the time, and then showed a very bright smile.

"I want to ask where your ship has gone?"

"I went to the space station to deliver materials. Today is Thanksgiving. I'll send some earth fruits, vegetables, fish, shrimp, bird eggs to the brothers on duty at the space station for the holidays!"

"How do you explain this picture!" Stark took a very blurred picture. In the dark starry sky dotted with stars, the figure of a particularly confused warship suddenly stretched long.

"This, this must be a UFO!" Fisher looked very surprised. "God, I saw a real UFO!"

"You've had enough!" Stark slammed the wrench into the table.

"Well, it's not impossible for you to take a ride. Give us 500 sets of Centurion level steel war clothes first!" Fisher touched his chin and offered.

"I don't have 500 of my own iron legions? Impossible! " Stark shook his head.

"We can exploit so many resources of Phobos and Titan by ourselves. Alas, those methane, helium and titanite are exposed on the surface!"

"I'll give you a thousand sets, but you have to meet my raw material supply. In addition, I need a spaceship with a transition engine!" Stark doesn't care about anything else. The only problem restricting the construction of his iron corps and large armor is the problem of raw materials. He has money, but many raw materials are controlled products. With Fisher's interstellar express, the raw materials don't have to worry about being stuck by others, and even the purchase funds can be saved. After all, self-produced and self-sold can save much more money than procurement.

"I'll give you an engine. Make it yourself!" It's not that Fisher doesn't want to build a spaceship for stark, but that the production line is currently moving. Once the relocation is completed, it will continue to explode star ships. At present, Atlas lacks not only warships, transport ships, mining ships and other auxiliary ships, but also medical ships and immigration ships in the future. At present, there is no shortage of raw materials and production lines, But the engine left over from the Raven experiment is still there. It doesn't hurt to give it to stark!

"Yes!" Stark nodded. As an endless pioneer of science, given a fulcrum, he dared to tilt the earth, so stark was also very curious about the world outside the earth.

After reaching a consensus in a few words, stark went offline. Not only did Fisher want to move, but stark himself was busy installing a series of equipment for his building. In the future, stark building will be renamed Avenger building.

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Atlas mother base

"How tired!" Wanda, with a tired face, lay on the table. The plate in front of her was full of dishes. Her brother, kuaiyin, was heartless, munching on the marinated meat steamed bun in his hand, and from time to time, he took a red oil cold skin from the nearby bowl and sucked it into his mouth.

"Who told you to speak ill of others in front of the big boss! And it's just moving documents. We're resisting shells every day these days! One of more than 100 kilograms! "

"But you have engineering exoskeletons!" Wanda kicked her brother angrily.

"Now I'm worried about whether the big boss will give me trouble. I heard instructor Mitchell say that the big boss has a super small mind!"

"Well, I don't think so. Why don't you apologize quickly, so there's no problem!"

"Ah?" Wanda looked bitter melon and hesitated. Finally, she was sad and ready to apologize after dinner. Her captain came over.

"Wanda, it ordered you to go to the big boss's office on time at 1430. He has something to find you!"

"Dong!" Wanda smashed her head on the table and kept saying it was over. She wasn't worried about Fisher's lust for beauty and the hidden rules of the office. Instead, she was super looking forward to this kind of thing. She was worried about a news that had been circulating inside atlas for a long time. Fisher liked to randomly select a few unlucky eggs and send them to Africa!

"Why don't you try seduction?" Pietro stopped chewing for fear that the world would not be chaotic and had a bad idea.

At 2:30 p.m., wary Wanda knocked on Fisher's door on time.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I shouldn't speak ill of you! Please forgive me and don't send me to Africa! " As soon as she entered the door, Wanda bowed loudly and apologized without waiting for the smiling fisher to speak.

"Er..." Fisher was stunned. When did he say he sent him to Africa?

"Cough, don't get me wrong. I came to you because of such a thing!" Fisher motioned to the other party to sit down and asked the service robot in the office to pour him a hot drink.

"What, Wanda, are you willing to sign a contract and become a magic girl?"

"Alas? Alas? " Wanda is stupid. The boss took the wrong medicine today, or? Magic girl? Is this a hobby of hidden rules?

"Then what? Why don't you send me to Africa! Take Pietro! "