"Hey, for the sake of this check, can you tell me how to match this thing to make this taste?"

Tony, who came to receive treatment for the third time, drank a large glass of green vegetable juice in one sip, and asked with some unsatisfactory questions.

During this period, he had tried to debug a cup of delicious vegetable juice by himself, but every time he suffered, the sewer was the one who even went to consult several very famous chefs, but the final result was that the chefs were so angry that they shivered all over, and then he left alone.

The reason why he was so curious was not to save this million, but it was a pity that he couldn't drink such delicious food every day.

All he wants is a simple drink, even if it doesn't have any therapeutic effect.

But he tried it last time and specially kept a small cup and took it back. Not only did the treatment effect disappear, but even the taste became different. It was extremely unpalatable and made him vomit on the spot.

Afterwards, he was unwilling to accept that the remaining liquid was tested, and the result was that ordinary chlorophyll juice was not much different from the ingredients he usually made.

After he adjusted again according to the ratio analyzed by the computer, he vomited again...

Now he finally gave up. He would definitely not be able to do it by himself, and he could not even be able to copy it.

"It's useless. No one in the world has the ability to turn decay into magic except me, because what is important is not the ingredients, but people." Dior stood aside and put away the check, pretending to be 13 lightly.

"Okay, you won, I admit that you are more narcissistic than me." Tony gave up completely and stopped forcing.

Of course, it may also have something to do with his gradually reacting...

"here we go!"

Tony rushed into the bathroom immediately, and then there was the unbearable stench.

Fortunately, Dior was prepared, not only did he spend a lot of money to install a ventilation system for the bathroom, but he also immediately took out the air freshener and started spraying it for no money. The two smells were immediately scattered around the bathroom.

After a while, Tony walked out with refreshed steps.

The moment the door opened, Dior glanced inside, decided to wait until Will comes tomorrow and clean up.

"Jarvis, check the palladium content."

“Hematotoxicity: 2.1%”

Tony wiped off the blood beads from his fingers and put away the "little box" with satisfaction.

Now he is just using money to prolong his life, and there is no branch in this one. Except for Dior who can temporarily clean up the toxins in his body, even he himself is helpless.

In the past, he might have thought that Dior had a bit too much to increase the price from 100,000 to 1 million cup, but now he has long since thought so.

Because with his current situation, before he came up with any other solution, Dior sold him 10 million a cup and 100 million a cup. He had no other choice but to pay the money.

But obviously, although this guy is a little annoying, his character is still very strong and he did not take advantage of the situation, which makes him feel particularly refreshed every time he pays for it.

So people are pretty cheap at heart.

When I sold a cup of 100,000, I said I would not drink anything, but I would have a single word that was so strong!

When I sold it to one million cup, I felt that I had made a profit and the money was worth it!

Dior doesn't understand the thoughts of their rich people anyway, and he doesn't care. Now his total assets are growing rapidly every day, which is not counting the 10 million US dollars he has knocked out from the old guy Alexander Pierce.

But when he thought of the words "Krypton gold makes me happy", he felt a vague pain in his heart.

When will this broken day end?

"I will go out with Pepper in a few days and take care of some work matters. What do you think of Monaco? I heard that the environment is good and the diet is very unique. Maybe you can learn from it..."

"Hey, Tony, listen, I'm not interested in Monaco, the food there, and even more interested in being a light bulb, so can I ask you to leave? My overtime time is over."

Dior interrupted Tony, who was chatting endlessly, and then prepared to drive him away.

"Oh, what about racing? Are you interested in racing? We can have a friendly match, bet a hundred dollars... Also, if you feel disturbing Pepper and me, I can introduce you to a few beauties. You can act alone, and I will bear all the expenses."

As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.

This guy Tony suddenly felt so enthusiastic that Dior couldn't stand it. Moreover, the beauty introduced by this guy couldn't feel relieved. Maybe he was all spare tires that he ruthlessly dumped. It was really scary to think about it.

"To be honest, why do you have to invite me to Monaco?" Dior was a little annoyed.

Only then did Tony tell the real reason.

It turned out that the guys in Congress were still unwilling to give up on the steel armor he made and sent people to annoy him every day. In addition, Dior suggested that he exercise more and go out for more walks, so he thought about just having fun outside and coming back.

But the problem is that his physical condition does not allow him to leave Dior's treatment for a long time.

It might be better if he didn't wear steel armor, but with his personality, how could he give up after discovering that Dior can indeed temporarily delay the invasion of palladium elements on his body?

He even picked up all the "shows" he had pushed out before, and made a big splash, hoping to wear steel armor everywhere.

If Xiao Lajiao hadn't been angry and stopped him from joking about his life, he would probably have done such a childish and boring thing as wearing steel armor to pick up girls.

This is also one of the reasons why he came to Dior to give money after such a short interval.

In the end, Tony, who has a flamboyant personality, needs Dior to be his accompanying private doctor, so that he can wear steel armor and make sure that there will be no accidents in his body.

At this point, he had reached a consensus with Pepper to have unconditional trust in Dior, even if he would never admit it.

In response, Dior's answer was: "Go out!"

"I now doubt that the toxins are all concentrated in your mind. I will open them next time to take a look."

"Oh, don't do it, I'll go by myself."

Tony felt embarrassed to be held in his hands like a naughty child. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise he would have to wear steel armor and fight Dior to the death.
Chapter completed!