Chapter Ninety-Six: Returning to the Marvel Universe to Take Stock of Gains

After returning to the Marvel world, Khan took stock of the gains he had made in the Naruto world.

Sage Mode and natural energy absorption—this was undoubtedly the greatest benefit he had obtained. Upon his return, Khan tried absorbing natural energy and succeeded remarkably. Natural energy existed in the Marvel world as well, allowing him to continuously draw it in. Utilizing the Phoenix’s ability of rebirth through fire, he could significantly enhance his magical power.

He also carried the embryonic cultivation of the Fire Dragon. However, once this creature was nurtured, it would surely attract attention from various factions. Although he had established a cooperative relationship with General Ross, dealing with all the greedy parties coveting the Fire Dragon would still be troublesome.

Especially since Khan frequently had to travel to other worlds, the issue of the Fire Dragon mount would have to wait until his strength grew further or until he had cultivated a few loyal subordinates to help manage its arrival in this realm.

There were also the Curse Mark Technique and sealing techniques—essential prerequisites for cultivating loyal followers.

Additionally, he obtained three special medicines. During his time in the ninja world, he had looked over the formulas; the ingredients were relatively common, but the proportions needed to be re-examined. Without adjusting these ratios, there was a risk the medicines could be fatal.

“The time away wasn’t that long. First, I’ll visit the biological research center, then the company... and my house. I wonder how Betty is doing with the arrangements,” Khan planned his upcoming itinerary in his mind. Besides biopharmaceuticals, he could also recruit the Whipfather from Moscow.

The father and son duo were currently going through their most difficult period. Anton Vanko, the Whipfather, intended to profit from their joint invention, the Arc Reactor.

Howard Stark opposed this and reported Anton Vanko to the U.S. government, leading to Vanko’s expulsion from America. This caused him to fall into destitution and poor health.

Anton Vanko was greedy, and he didn’t have many years left to live. If Khan recalled correctly, Vanko was expected to die around 2009.

Ivan Vanko’s desire for revenge against Tony Stark mainly stemmed from Anton Vanko’s death. If Khan could save the old Russian man’s life, there was a great chance he could gain two top-tier physicists and mechanical engineers.

If he could acquire the Arc Reactor, Khan could enter the new energy industry ahead of Stark. Coupled with his own military security group, the Arc Reactor would be more valuable as a weapon than just clean energy.

Khan then picked up his phone to contact Betty, who had not yet resigned as his personal assistant.

At the moment he called, Betty was having lunch on a date with Bruce Banner. She had been extremely busy lately, and this was a rare moment she had taken off.

Betty had recently accepted Khan’s invitations to dinner frequently. Thinking back on this, she felt guilty toward Bruce. She resolved to sever any improper ties with Khan, deciding that from now on, they would be just colleagues.

“Bruce, recently... sorry, maybe someone didn’t know I was off today...” Betty’s phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID, her heart skipped a beat. Although it was rude to take a call during a date, the call was from Khan...

After apologizing to Bruce, Betty answered.

“Now? Today’s my day off... Do you know how busy I’ve been this past month? I don’t need your... favors. Today, alright, I understand...”

Hearing this, Bruce suddenly felt their date might be ruined again.

Indeed, after ending the call, Betty put her phone back in her bag and sheepishly said, “Bruce, sorry, something unexpected came up... I probably have to go.”

Bruce urged, unwilling to let her go, “Betty, we haven’t had a proper conversation in almost three months, and we haven’t seen each other for a month.”

“I know, it’s my fault. Sorry, Bruce. But that bastard boss of mine hasn’t contacted me for over a month. This time, it’s something I must handle.”

After apologizing, Betty grabbed her bag and headed out. “Sorry, Bruce, we’ll find another time.”

Before leaving, she paid the bill. Bruce, sitting in the upscale restaurant, took a moment to process before downing his wine and leaving without much of his meal.

...

“Dear Betty, why are you driving? What about Paul?” Khan asked in surprise upon seeing who was in the driver’s seat. No wonder a sports car, not his armored vehicle, had come to pick him up.

“I thought he should spend some quality time with our daughter. Besides, you know how hard it is for me to take a day off. I’m handling the biopharmaceutical company’s office building, hiring staff, production expansion, and your new home all by myself. Plus, my college major was cell biology.”

Once Khan got in, Betty kept complaining about her difficulties until he popped a piece of chocolate into her mouth, which finally silenced her.

She didn’t reject the gesture, despite deciding to cut ties with Khan. After all, they had been intimate several times, making it hard to sever the connection fully when face to face.

Khan comforted her, “I’ll have Laura assist you. The pharmaceutical wholesale and trade company is stabilizing. Even if she leaves, the business will continue. You can hand over some management and expansion tasks to her. You just need to handle communication with the military and my personal affairs.”

I don’t want to handle your personal affairs either! Betty wanted to say this but stopped herself.

“Shall we go to the biological research center first or your new home? Brooklyn’s southernmost tip. It’s rare to find such a seaside, spacious place with few neighbors…”

Betty began describing her handiwork. Khan had many demands; she had carefully selected his new home.

“Let’s go to the research center first. Some matters need handling. As for the new home, I’m not particular about where I live, so whatever you chose is fine…”

Khan paused before tilting his head and asking, “Are there many people around?”

“If you buy four more mansions, you could own the entire area. That way, even if neighbors come looking for you, they’d have to drive several kilometers to your doorstep.

“But the cost is exorbitant—at least over a hundred million dollars.”

“I see. Then I’ll leave it to you to talk to them later.”

Khan was no longer concerned about money. He possessed too many valuable assets and would soon earn even more. Improving quality of life and privacy wasn’t excessive.

“Betty, you sounded angry earlier. Did I disturb your rest? You should take a few more days off tomorrow.”

“Forget it, it’s nothing—just lunch was interrupted.”

“I see. Then I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

“...”

...

The biological research center had increased its security level twice since Khan’s Umbrella military security company was established. This was their first protection target.

Progress with the Desperation Virus was very smooth. The restorative medicine for amputations had entered the final phase of human trials.

While Khan was away, Betty came in daily to monitor progress. She had to ensure no delays in delivery to the military, as that would affect subsequent transactions.

Though Maya and other researchers were confident in the medicine, the military demanded complete trial data before making purchases.

The pharmaceutical factory and production line were already in preparation. According to the timeline, the factory would be fully established before the final data from trials were available.

Khan was mostly a figurehead there today, but he received Kilian’s resignation letter. By contract, it was impossible to let him leave so soon—no research center would allow that, and even departure came with restrictions.

However, Kilian was determined to resign. Khan relented, asking him to stay at least another year. Kilian agreed, realizing it was the best outcome.

As Kilian left the office, Khan secretly planted a chakra seal on his back without his knowledge.

Unless someone noticed and informed Kilian, he wouldn’t discover the seal’s purpose. Over the year, Kilian’s desire to leave would fade, gradually turning him into Khan’s most loyal subordinate.

After dealing with Kilian, Khan gathered Lais’ research team and announced the three special medicines.

Upon hearing this, not only Lais and his team but even Betty was astonished.

Cancer, AIDS, and uremia were regarded worldwide as incurable “terminal illnesses.” Yet Khan claimed to have three medicines capable of curing them all. Everyone found this unbelievable.

“Gentlemen, this is our next research direction. We can skip the development stage and proceed directly to clinical trials and approvals. Your task now is to develop the final products based on the formulas I provide...”

Ignoring their doubts, Khan issued orders as their boss.

He spent several hours assigning personnel, arranging tasks, confirming procedures, and most importantly, planting chakra seals on the research center staff.

He would likely have to visit the center several more times to expand the team, as Lais and his group alone couldn’t handle the workload.

From project approval to market launch, a medicine typically took at least ten years or longer. But Khan could shortcut development and speed up approvals through connections, enabling these medicines to enter the market within two to three years.

For someone versed in magic, this was not difficult. And this was not wrongdoing—bringing these cures to market sooner meant saving lives sooner.

...

“Where did you get the formulas for these medicines? It’s hard to believe. You sounded so confident, as if you were certain of success,” Betty kept asking after they left the research center. As a cell biology specialist, she understood why these three diseases were classified as incurable.

“From the Desperation Virus, yes. That’s where the ‘inspiration’ came from...” Khan interrupted as he opened the car door. “Dear Miss Betty, after a long day, I’m not keen to discuss work unless it’s during or after dinner.”

Betty paused but knew exactly what Khan meant. Looking at his handsome face, her earlier annoyance had long dissipated.

She opened the car door and took the driver’s seat. “To your new home?”

“Of course, if it’s livable.”

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