Invite Tony

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Tony could no longer maintain his composure, as if he were witnessing a miracle.

And truly, it was a miracle.

The dark red molten iron flowed endlessly, and Thor even dared to stretch out a finger to touch it. Soft and sticky, with just a hint of warmth—there was absolutely no scorching heat like that of molten steel.

"Is it almost completely insulated, or can you actually control the temperature?"

"How in the world did you do this?"

"Do you realize how much we could achieve with temperature control?"

"My God, this is a miracle!" Tony exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment as he stared at Caesar.

It seemed he expected Caesar to shed some light on the matter.

His initial wariness had vanished after Caesar effortlessly melted Tony's Mark Six with a mere glance.

Tony was a brilliant genius, not a fool.

"I just wanted it to happen, and it did," Caesar replied nonchalantly.

"Don't ask me how; figuring that out is your job now," he added, his tone casual, yet Tony's gaze remained intensely curious.

"Don't ask, or should I say, maybe I'm a god?"

Science clearly wasn't Caesar's strong suit.

"Well, sir, a god?"

"Is that what you all are?"

Finding a sofa, Tony sat down and nodded to Valina, who opened another bottle of wine and gestured for him to continue the conversation.

Regarding Pepper, even though there might not be any future danger, Tony made sure Pepper left the place.

Valina grinned happily at Tony, then popped the bottle cap and took another swig.

"That's a bottle of Romanée-Conti!"

"should..."

Tony glanced at Valina's carefree drinking style, thinking he should maybe suggest savoring it slowly, but before he could speak, Valina had already drained another large bottle of Romanée Conti.

"Okay, help yourself to whatever you want and drink as much as you want!"

There wasn't enough booze for Tony.

Ignoring Valina, who was now on a quest for more drinks, Tony focused on Caesar lounging casually on the sofa.

Clearly, Caesar was the true authority here.

Caesar paid no mind to Valina either. As an Aesir Protoss with taste preferences closer to humans, many foods across the universe just didn't meet his standards.

Let Valina enjoy herself.

"Well, whether from legend or power, we're all bona fide gods,"

"Absolutely, omnipotence is still a bit beyond my reach at the moment!"

Caesar shrugged nonchalantly.

To the vast majority of people on Earth, Caesar was like a towering figure, while they were mere ants.

But Tony held onto a certain value that Caesar took somewhat seriously.

"Well, I never really believed in gods?"

"However, omnipotence does pose a bit of a paradox. I'm not buying it!"

There was still a hint of skepticism in Tony's eyes, but then he inquired further.

Something in Caesar's earlier words had caught his attention.

"You mentioned that maybe that's something I should delve into in the future?"

Tony gestured towards the alloy that had slowly solidified from dark red to dark black on the ground.

"You want me to work for you?"

"Yeah, that's the gist of it."

Caesar snapped his fingers, then leaned in, his gaze fixed on Tony.

"I've got a scientific research team hitting a snag, and I reckon your expertise could help push things along."

"And what about you? You keen on joining?"

"You serious?"

Tony eyed Caesar skeptically.

"As Iron Man!"

"Billionaire."

"Why should I punch the clock for you?"

Tony Stark, with all his wealth and American clout, why should he play ball with someone else?

"Well, the perks are top-notch. How about an annual salary plus a whole planet teeming with life?"

"Or anything else you fancy, just name it!"

Caesar was dead serious.

Earth was a real head-scratcher.

The more muscle Caesar flexed, the more he unearthed the planet's mysteries.

Especially how a puny rock like Earth could churn out geniuses among billions of civilizations, practically making the whole universe look up to it.

It was mind-blowing.

Tony's jaw practically hit the floor, stunned for a beat before tentatively asking,

"You're not pulling my leg?"

"A living planet for an annual salary?"

"Are you sure you're not some kind of god?"

"Not just an alien?"

Caesar solemnly replied,

"Absolutely, a living planet as your annual haul."

"And if you think that's too cheap, we can negotiate!"

"And yeah, I'm definitely a god! But being labeled an alien isn't far off either!"

"What's your definition of a god anyway?"

"Strength is god!"

"The universe is a savage place, Tony!"

"I might need a moment to process this,"

Tony slouched back on the sofa, thoughts racing.

The underlying threat in Caesar's parting shot made Tony want to hit pause for a bit.

At least give Pepper some breathing room, and the cavalry should be arriving soon!

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