DC HERO AT MARVEL

Anton words gave Mister Fantastic a significant shock.

Although he had already received information about the Skrulls abilities from Anton, he hadn't considered such profound implications until he arrived here.

These words sparked a sense of urgency in Reed heart.

He couldn't imagine a future where humans had no trust in each other, even unable to confirm whether the person next to them was human…

"Don't worry, I'll get it sorted out quickly."

Reed nodded in assurance.

Around him, the other three members of the Fantastic Four, Sue Storm, Johnny Storm, and Ben Grimm, all realized the importance of this matter.

They weren't new to studying alien corpses.

Following the recently concluded Battle of New York, many pieces of alien technology and a large number of Chitauri corpses, which had lost consciousness after their mothership was destroyed, were left behind.

The Justice League research team, which included Connors, Banner, and Reed, had conducted numerous studies on Chitauri soldier corpses.

The results weren't numerous, merely broadening their insights, but with their experience, they had enough confidence to tackle the task assigned by Anton.

"Take the body back to the sewer laboratory."

Anton instructed, "You know, it not safe here at the headquarters of the Men in Black."

The Skrull corpse, which had been stored at S.H.I.E.L.D. for many years and transferred to the headquarters of the Men in Black for the purpose of developing technology to break the Skrulls shape-shifting ability, wasn't exactly a secret.

If there were Skrulls remaining on Earth, they would surely know about it.

The simplest way for them would be to sabotage this research.

The headquarters of the Men in Black would become a target.

To avoid this scenario, the corpse needed to be moved to a safe place for research.

That way, even if the worst-case scenario occurred and the headquarters of the Men in Black became a target for enemy attacks, it would only mean spending more money to refurbish the headquarters.

After all, Anton had more funds than he knew what to do with.

"Alright."

After Reed and the others agreed, they moved the Skrull corpse.

Anton also prepared to leave.

But suddenly, Z appeared beside him.

"Anton, we're a bit short on manpower."

Z said, "Do you have any suggestions for this?"

"You go ahead and arrange it."

Anton shrugged, "I don't really have any recommendations, you know, those guys are superheroes, and I don't have the power to mobilize them."

He paused, "However, I recommend you could scout out the top police departments across America, those elite officers are real talents."

"Sounds reasonable."

Z nodded in sudden realization, "I'll get right on it."

"Hold on a second."

Just as Anton was about to leave, he remembered something and pulled out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, handing them to Z, "Here, take these sunglasses."

"Uh, thanks for the gift, but you know it nighttime, right?"

Z took the sunglasses, looking puzzled.

"These sunglasses are the latest tech from Wayne Enterprises. They can record video, audio, stream video, and they also come equipped with GPS, a thermal imaging system for night vision, and can be used for messaging and making phone calls... They're quite high-tech."

Anton explained, "Even at night, wearing these glasses won't affect you."

"Nice gadget."

Z eyes lit up as he put on the sunglasses, instantly looking more formidable.

"That why the Men in Black can't be without sunglasses."

Seeing Z reaction, Anton nodded in satisfaction, "A pair of glasses like these involves a lot of technology.

High technical content means they're expensive to produce, at least a few hundred thousand per pair.

But considering my good relationship with Wayne Enterprises, let say the purchasing price for your organization would be three hundred thousand per pair..."

"Wait, this isn't a gift?"

Z expression stiffened.

"This pair I'm giving to you, but I'm planning for the Men in Black organization to purchase a batch of supplies, including sunglasses. You go negotiate with Wayne Enterprises I've already prepared a list with them."

Anton said, "We have plenty of funding, right? No need to let it go to waste!"

With that, he waved his hand and left the headquarters.

Z watched Anton retreating figure, stunned, feeling like although Anton seemed very sure, he was really just using his position for personal gain.

What do you mean 'you have a good relationship with Wayne Enterprises?

Isn't Wayne Enterprises basically your own company?

Anton drove away from headquarters, winding through much of Manhattan.

Since the Battle of New York, the Manhattan area had suffered severe damage, with many streets and buildings in ruins, currently undergoing post-disaster reconstruction.

New York construction companies were fitting into every possible niche, grinning from ear to ear.

From the looks of the construction progress, even at the fastest pace, it would take about half a year for Manhattan to regain even half of its former glory.

As for the major companies within the Manhattan area, most had relocated their offices to other areas, with only a few remaining within Manhattan itself.

The Daily Bugle and DC Company, both under Anton control, were among them.

Of course, besides his two companies, there were also Wayne Enterprises, OsCorp, and Stark Industries, among others whose operations were less dependent on physical location and whose business volumes were not affected by the location.

These companies have already become symbolic in many industries, so relocating them is not particularly significant.

After returning home.

The old man and John were still busy at the company.

After a long vacation, they had accumulated a lot of work that needed to be completed.

A vacation feels great at the moment, but catching up afterward can be overwhelming.

Anton, fearing that these two might suddenly pass away from overwork, had the Sewer Lab prepare a life potion for them to be injected with regularly.

The life potion was the antidote that restored the Green Goblin sanity and cured the family hereditary disease.

Moreover, it also had the capabilities to enhance human potential and extend life expectancy.

During this period, after the old man received and verified the effectiveness of the life potion, he was full of energy even after staying up all night, rejuvenated and regaining the fighting spirit of his youth.

And his father, John Jameson, after receiving the life potion, seemed even tempted to give him a brother or sister.

Of course, regarding the life potion, Norman Osborn returned to OsCorp and immediately extended an olive branch to Wayne Enterprises,

even willing to relinquish a significant portion of the profits from the arms industry in exchange for the sales rights to the life potion.

After careful consideration, the old man and others agreed to Norman request.

If Wayne Enterprises wanted to continue expanding in the arms industry, they needed to seize market share from elsewhere.

There was no more cost-effective deal than OsCorp voluntarily yielding profits.

Although the life potion was powerful, it was expensive to produce and required continuous injections, with its effects becoming more apparent after several stages.

Additionally, since the life potion could not be mass-produced quickly, it was destined to be a niche product at this stage.

Considering the market alone, it certainly could not compete with the arms industry, so it was better to use it in exchange for benefits.