Obadiah: This game is in the bag.

"This is usury! If I sign this contract, I'll never get my shares back."

"Your shares aren't worth that much. The market is generally bearish right now, and no one will spend that much to acquire them," Pepper bluntly stated.

After Tony's series of questionable actions, no major conglomerate dares to acquire Stark Industries shares now. After all, who knows what kind of trouble a guy with PTSD might cause? Moreover, Stark Industries' market share in weapons is constantly declining, and Tony shows no signs of developing new weapons. Apart from gamblers, no one is willing to take over Obadiah's shares, and gamblers don't have that much money.

After a moment of internal struggle, thinking about the things in the lab, he figured that if he had a finished product, he could secure military investment and immediately redeem his shares. In the end, he gritted his teeth and signed the papers.

After signing the papers, Obama looked at the exorbitant interest rate and added a comment.

"Interest cannot be calculated until the money is deposited into your account."

"Of course, don't worry, the money will be in your account soon." Pepper scanned the contract and sent it to Tony.

Tony, who was already downstairs looking at the signed contract, called out to Coulson, who was not far ahead.

"By the way, Coulson, do you deal with terrorists?"

Upon hearing Tony's question, Coulson stopped and replied, "S.H.I.E.L.D. stands for Strategic Homeland Defense, Attack and Logistics Agency. We handle anything that poses a threat to the United States."

"Could you freeze those accounts that are linked to terrorist financing?"

"Of course, we are still a subordinate body of the World Security Council, with dual powers, making it more convenient than the CIA and FBI to handle special cases across borders among Security Council member states."

"Okay, as long as it can be frozen, give me your work email address."

Although Coulson didn't quite understand, he still honestly gave Tony his email address.

Tony took out his phone and spoke to Jarvis on the screen.

"Transfer the money from the contract into Obadiah's account, the one that has financial dealings with the Ten Rings, and then send the evidence of the deal with the Ten Rings to Coulson."

"Okay, sir, please wait." The screen on the phone changed, and soon the transfer was successful, and the email was also sent successfully.

"Alright, hurry up and get started. It'd be best to freeze the funds within twelve hours, otherwise the money I transferred might get withdrawn."

Before Coulson could figure out what was going on, Tony urged, "Hurry up, it'll cost a lot of money. You can keep it for now; the interest alone will cover a lot of expenses."

The mention of money piqued Coulson's curiosity. He checked his email on his phone, immediately perked up, and quickly understood Tony's meaning. He immediately said, "No problem, I'll contact someone right away and hold onto the money. We'll talk about that later."

Coulson stopped walking slowly and started running, sending emails as he ran. Every organization had performance bonuses, and Black Egg, putting everything else aside, was never stingy when it came to money. After all, who knows how much money he had embezzled and how much work he had done? Now that he had withheld such a large sum of money, his own bonus was definitely going to be substantial.

"Now it's perfect, the money has been transferred, and the interest has started accruing, but Obadiah can't use the money anymore."

After successfully reporting the crime, Tony, now a model citizen, returned to his mansion in high spirits and decided to throw a cool summer party.

On the other hand, Obadiah was also very happy, as the money arrived in his account shortly after the contract was signed.

Once he confirmed that the funds had indeed arrived, Obama excitedly dispatched his men to the laboratory.

After passing through layers of security, Obadiah arrived inside the laboratory, where the short-haired man in a suit who had previously met with Obadiah was in charge of security.

Obadiah greeted him very warmly.

"Rumlow, how's the experiment going today?"

Brock Rumlow said expressionlessly, "I'm only in charge of security; Dr. Zola is in charge of the experiment."

"Alright, I'll go find Dr. Zola." Obadiah wasn't angry; he was used to the other man's personality, and of course, he didn't dare to get angry.

Obadiah still remembers the first time the other party contacted him on behalf of the organization behind him. He was unarmed and defeated his bodyguard team of more than ten people.

Of course, military strength is not the most crucial factor; rather, the fundamental reason for cooperating with the other party is the organizational strength they demonstrate.

There are countless powerful agents like Trum; an all-knowing intelligence system that knows exactly how much money he embezzled from Stark Industries; various connections in the military and political circles that have helped him secure numerous business deals; and a vast technological reserve, with various experimental weapons that Howard had only mentioned before when Howard was still alive.

The requirement for joining the organization is to replace Tony and become the true controller of Stark Industries.

This is also why Obadiah suddenly wanted to kill Tony, his cash cow, because he found something that could replace Tony's abilities.

Trum conveyed the organization's message: as long as Stark Industries was controlled, the other party would provide technical support to ensure Stark Industries' dominance in the arms market.

Unfortunately, Tony returned alive, but the situation is different now. He no longer needs Stark Industries. With the virus codenamed H, he can become the next Howard.

After entering the laboratory, Obadiah picked up the mask that was placed at the entrance.

This was a newly configured system after the first experimental accident. The activated H-32 virus was highly infectious, directly infecting the entire laboratory through the air circulation system, turning all the experimental personnel into new experimental subjects.

However, the organization soon sent new researchers, and Obadiah also recruited his own researchers to join them.

After that accident, the laboratory was rebuilt and upgraded, all of which were moved underground. Giant metal walls separated each laboratory, and gas masks were required to enter the experimental area.

Obadiah was now standing above the various laboratories, with transparent glass below, allowing him to check on the experimental results as he walked by. Obadiah made his way towards the central area above the laboratories.

Various experiments were being conducted in different rooms along the way, most of them human experiments, with screams of agony filling the air.

Obadiah watched with great interest, not because he was a pervert, but because he only paid attention to some of the test subjects that had positive effects.

Some of the test subjects had already taken on the form of the tyrant in the video, suspended in mid-air with syringes attached to their bodies, continuously injecting anesthetic.

Fully armed lab personnel were collecting various samples, while other armed personnel were on high alert to prevent any unforeseen incidents.

This wasn't what Obama was most interested in; what Obama was really looking at was Lab 11.

Inside are several individuals of normal build, undergoing strength training at the researchers' request.

The barbell, weighing hundreds of kilograms, was lifted with ease, while the heart rate monitor beside it showed normal fluctuations.

Or perhaps the treadmill is practically smoking, but the material on it hasn't even broken a sweat.

Two other people were playing pool. Obadiah could no longer see where the ball was, and the two footage clips were also running so fast that they left afterimages.

Looking at the near-perfect test subject, Obadiah felt confident that this time he had secured his company, Obadiah Corporation, a rising star in the arms industry.