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Looking at these abilities, Xu Fu suddenly remembered some enemies he had dealt with before.

Weapon X, Mr. Evil, Weapon Z, Ultron.

Tsk tsk, these enemies have so many abilities, but none of them seem very good.

"Uncle Xu Fu, I'm starting."

Having personally experienced 5.7 of his own abilities, Tony was somewhat wary of this.

Xu Fu nodded: "Let's go."

He glanced at her; even without using the deck, these abilities posed no threat to him.

No sooner had Xu Fu finished speaking than Tony rushed towards him.

A pulsating flame erupted from Tony's palm, engulfing Xu Fu like a solid wave.

Before Tony could even see the result, two laser beams shot out from the eyes of the suit, followed by several missiles that launched from the back of the suit, crashing into Xu Fu with blinding flashes of light.

Thud! Thud! Thud

A series of violent explosions rang out, and flames and shockwaves spread in all directions.

A few seconds later, as the flames subsided, a figure emerged from inside.

Xu Fu glanced at Tony not far away and smiled, "If it's only this much, it does make me a little itchy."

Chapter 1290 Rejecting the Flash

Lex Luther is well aware of Sam Ryan's predicament.

An alien parasite nearly tore the Sky Eye Association, one of the three major branches of the government, apart, which shows how vulnerable this branch is.

Coupled with the constant stream of negative news in the media and the silence of senior leaders, all of this has put enormous pressure on Sam Lane, the director of the Sky Eye Association.

If he wants to keep his current position, he must prove his correctness and the importance of the Sky Eye Association.

He has no choice.

Luther smiled and said, “If the general still has doubts, there’s no need to torture him. I can answer his questions one by one. If he can’t make a decision right away, he can go back and think about it before giving an answer. We have plenty of time.”

He had time, but Sam Lane didn't, he said in a low voice after carefully reading the document twice.

"If you use the cytoplasm of the demon parasite as medicine, aren't you afraid of creating another monster?"

"You can rest assured about that. The potion alters the cell structure, not the DNA. The enhanced warriors cultivated will not have the ability to hunt down other people."

Sam Lane set the documents aside: "Your research is unique and daring, but that alone isn't enough for me to risk my life to work with you."

Luther stared at him.

"what do you want?"

"Actual combat!"

Sam Lane's voice was as firm as iron: "Whether a weapon is good or not has nothing to do with who manufactures it, but with what the soldiers think."

Luther frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"I can provide three types of potions to create three super soldiers for you, but the real objective in combat is..."

"Central City!"

Sam Lane turned around and said abruptly, "There's a bunch of guys here who should have been wiped out long ago."

...

The dinner on December 30th caused a huge stir at Neixiu and Tesla, especially after learning that the employees who attended not only received clothes and watches worth tens of thousands of yuan, but also engaged in intimate physical exchanges with second- and third-tier female celebrities. The envy, jealousy, and resentment of the others were intensely aroused, their faces practically screaming "displeasure."

They're all "program dogs," so why do they get to have warm beds, beautiful women by their side, and female celebrities coming and going, while they have to huddle in front of their computers, using their dogs as coders? That's just too unfair.

What's even more infuriating is that a bunch of bastards took out the trophy to show off, their smug expressions making you want to stomp on it.

Xu Fu had always turned a blind eye to such matters.

Where there are disparities, there will be competition. If everyone is treated equally, who will work hard?

Tesla's factory is located in the eastern part of the metropolis, near the coast. It was originally an abandoned textile factory. After Xu Fu acquired it, he began to demolish and rebuild it. Due to the large amount of work involved, the plan had to be divided into three phases.

The first phase of the plan: to build a workshop that meets production needs;

Phase Two: Expansion Plan;

Phase 3: Finalization.

After several months of overtime work by the construction company, the first phase of the plan has been basically completed: the main workshops have been put into use and the first batch of exoskeleton armor has been produced.

Of course, the first batch of armor will definitely be supplied to the military, and ordinary people can only wait for the next batch, or the batch after that.

Insufficient production capacity is Tesla's main problem and also Xu Fu's biggest headache. He has no way to deal with it: the factory is only so big, there are only so many machines, and the workers are already working three shifts. What else can they do?

Such issues can only be resolved over time. Before the completion of the second phase of the plan, the shortcoming of insufficient production capacity should be somewhat mitigated.

On the third floor of the Tesla factory, in the boss's office, Xu Fu, having finished checking various data, tapped on the desk and beckoned Barry Allen, who had been waiting outside for most of the day, to come in.

After several months of work, Barry Allen was no longer as shy as he was the first time. He had become much thicker-skinned and had even learned to distinguish between words and colors. When he saw that there was no water in the cup, he immediately picked it up, ran to the water dispenser, poured a cup of hot tea, and presented it to Xu Fu.

"Boss, what do you think of the drawing?"

"So-so!"

Xu Fu took a sip of hot tea and said casually, "I've already looked at your revised drawings. The materials are fine, it's just that there are some flaws in the design. It's nothing serious, but there are a few things that need to be explained."

"Special combat armor, fire-resistant, ice-resistant, and friction-resistant, using nano-shrinkage technology, but without a kinetic energy drive system. I don't understand the point of such armor; you're not a superhero."

The last sentence made Barry Allen's heart tighten, and his expression changed.

Fortunately, Xu Fu's attention was focused on the computer and he didn't notice the change in him. Barry Allen breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing his nervousness, and whispered...

"I just wanted to conduct an experiment to test my abilities. Besides, these kinds of clothes aren't entirely useless. Some special professions, such as volcano workers, oil well workers, firefighters... hehe... hehe, still need them very much."

The more he explained, the softer his voice became, since he couldn't come up with anything himself and could only use "783 hehe" as a substitute.

Xu Fu was speechless for a moment. This guy had too much stuff in his head. If he was going to say something wrong, he should at least have thought it through beforehand!

Seeing that Xu Fu remained silent, Barry Allen panicked instantly.

"Boss, please help me! I really want to check my research results."

Xu Fu put down his teacup, thought for a moment, and said, "I can let you use the production workshop, but you must make up for the time lost, and there's one more thing: nano-shrinkage technology!"

Barry Allen patted his chest and exclaimed.

"Don't worry, I would never say anything wrong. I guarantee it with my life."

“I’m not interested in your life; I want to talk about practical matters.”

“I invented the nano-reduction technology. If you want to use it, you have to pay. You can’t use my patent for free just because you’re my employee. That would be against the rules.”

Barry Allen's face turned bitter: "I...I don't have that much money!"

Xu Fu shook his head sarcastically.

Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't have enough money?

Barry: "..."

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!

I heard the boss has a Mafia background and is a legendary gang leader. Does he really want me to be his henchman, wielding a machete and hacking people to pieces?

Does Chapter 1291 have anything to do with you?

No way, The Flash should be a bad guy.

Barry Allen's cheeks curved into countless smiles, but he ultimately couldn't overcome this mental hurdle and stammered.

"Either...or forget it, I...I won't do it. I won't do it."

Xu Fu said breathlessly, "Just give up, stop thinking about it. I haven't even stated my demands yet!"

Barry looked at Xu Fu carefully and muttered something.

"I'm pretty sure I can't do what you're asking."

"You can't, but your friend can."

Xu Fu was right, but Barry was confused, and

"Friends? What friends!"

This rude man couldn't even understand the simplest code words.

Xu Fu sighed: "The armor you make isn't for ordinary people. It's for people with superpowers. If they help me get somewhere and obtain some item, I'll make it for free. I can even improve the armor and give it more abilities."

"Stop pretending you're deaf and dumb. If you agree, I'll help; if you don't..."

Xu Fu shrugged; he didn't need to say anything more.

Barry Allen hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "What do you want to steal?"

"This isn't stealing! It's robbery!"

Xu Fu emphasized the last word: "Stealing and robbing are completely different concepts. Besides, that piece of metal doesn't belong to me."