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Chapter 270: I Want Your Copyright
🕑 Added 2025-07-30 03:56:08 +0000 UTC"What do you think of this?" Tony asked, standing in Noah's laboratory with his arms crossed, a proud grin on his face. "Is it much better than the junk you used before?"
Charles glanced at Tony, his expression a mix of confusion and disbelief. So, everything I designed before was "junk"?
Though Charles didn’t say it aloud, Jean Grey and Scott didn’t hide their disapproval. But even they had to admit, compared to what Tony had created, their own work seemed like scrap metal.
Forget everything else—the intelligent system Tony had provided was far superior to anything they had made. The servers could function as satellite data terminals, something their technology couldn’t come close to replicating.
"Very good, this will save me a lot of trouble," Noah said, nodding approvingly. He couldn’t deny that what Tony had given him was exceptional. The replication system of Jarvis had been checked by Charles, ensuring that no rogue program was hidden inside, and the server was top-notch.
Noah couldn’t help but think—sometimes, the power of money was unmatched. While mutants had their superpowers, their lives were far more difficult than Tony's, whose wealth could afford him anything.
"It’s okay," Tony replied, his smug grin fading as he became serious. "However, Mr. Magician, I may need your help with something."
"Oh?" Noah raised an eyebrow. Tony asking for help? That was new. "Tell me, what is it?"
Tony hesitated before asking, "I want to know if there's something like enchantment in the magician world. You know, something that can engrave magic onto equipment to trigger magical effects."
"Yes," Noah replied before Tony could finish. "It’s a common technique among magicians. You know, it's similar to how it's portrayed in games." He then grinned mischievously. "Don’t you find the space in my laboratory a bit strange?"
"Of course, I’ve noticed!" Tony said, excitedly nodding.
Tony had been to Noah's lab before, but at the time, he was so focused on the dragon bones that he didn’t really pay attention to the lab's size. After returning, he’d realized that it was unusually spacious, with no feeling of being cramped despite the large collection of bones. The realization hit him—Noah’s lab had likely been transformed using advanced technology.
"This is space folding technology," Noah explained, waving his hand. Magic runes appeared on the walls, and he continued, "By imprinting and activating magic, this technique saves time and energy. It’s quite common for magicians. Interested?"
"Absolutely!" Tony replied. "I’ve made some things that can fly and—"
"Don’t tell me the Iron Man flying in the sky is you," Scott interrupted, rolling his eyes.
A few days ago, some magicians had seen a red Iron Man flying over the Middle East. They thought it was just another magician’s creation—until they realized it was something ordinary people had seen too, and it had been causing havoc by attacking them. The magical world was shaken, and with Kamar-Taj leading the way, they started paying closer attention to ordinary people’s technological advancements.
"Yes, it’s me!" Tony shrugged, not at all embarrassed. He knew that the media had picked up on it. He had even seen the stories on WeChat himself and felt pretty proud of it.
Noah had known all along that the red Iron Man was Tony. But now, he was surprised—Tony wanted to combine his technology with magic?
"Interesting idea," Noah said after a moment. "But let me guess, you want to integrate your armor with magic?"
"Exactly!" Tony nodded eagerly. "My armor isn’t perfect yet. There are a lot of unreliable factors, so I want to make it better. Before I knew there was a magic world, I probably wouldn’t have thought of this, but now..."
"I'm sorry, I can't help you," Noah interrupted, cutting Tony off. "You're not a magician."
"Not a magician?" Tony blinked, clearly embarrassed but quickly catching on. "You mean, I can’t activate the magic enchantments?"
"Exactly," Noah nodded. "While you’re incredibly smart, magic is very different from technology. Enchantments themselves aren’t difficult to create, but the problem lies in activation. Clearly, you lack the ability to activate magic."
Noah wasn’t lying. Enchantments weren’t that complicated, even he had made some enchanted equipment before. However, those things were typically easy for magicians to use, but for an ordinary person, it would be difficult.
Looking at Tony’s slightly dejected expression, Noah smiled knowingly. It wasn’t impossible for Tony to improve his armor with magic—but it would require Tony to learn magic. That was something Noah didn’t think he was ready to commit to, though.
"Okay, I understand," Tony sighed. "But seriously, can I learn magic?"
"Yes," Noah said without hesitation. "I can teach you, but it won’t be easy."
Tony's eyes lit up at the thought. If he hadn’t seen Noah’s power firsthand, he probably wouldn’t have been interested. But after witnessing the magician’s abilities, Tony had been hooked. "Then will you teach me?"
Noah spread his hands, grinning. "I can teach you, but I don’t want to be punished." He added with a smirk, "There’s only one way for you to learn magic."
"One way? How?" Tony asked, leaning forward, intrigued.
"The Kama-Taj Magic Award," Noah said casually. "I’m sure I mentioned it in the book I gave you?"
Tony's face dropped in disbelief. "You want me to create a research course for your magicians? I feel like I’d have better luck competing for a Nobel Prize in Physics—which I could have done years ago!"
"This is your own business, maybe one day you will," Noah shrugged indifferently. Whether Tony became a magician or not didn’t really concern him. In fact, Noah hadn’t even mentioned that there was another way—taking Tony as his apprentice—but that wasn’t something he wanted to consider for now.
Tony might not become a magician, but he’d still be Iron Man. However, Noah had been considering whether Tony could benefit from learning the magical knowledge. He had great potential, and it was possible Tony could make breakthroughs in the future.
Shaking his head, Noah pushed those thoughts aside. They could discuss it later, especially after consulting with the Ancient One.
"Although I can’t help you with that, I can tell you something else." Noah’s expression shifted to something more mischievous. "Do you find your recent attack strange?"
"Strange?" Tony frowned, confused at first. But soon, his face grew serious.
It was strange. Tony had kept his itinerary highly confidential, yet he had been attacked—no, it wasn’t a coincidence. The attackers had known exactly where he was going.
Tony suddenly felt uneasy. "You know something, don’t you?"
Noah smiled, his smirk growing wider. "I know a lot."
"Can you tell me?" Tony asked, swallowing nervously. He had a sinking feeling about what Noah might say next.
"No problem," Noah said, but before Tony could relax, Noah added, "But there’s a condition. I want the copyright for this. It’ll make a lot of money when it’s turned into a movie."
"????" Tony blinked in confusion.
