Chapter 211 Do you have to let me feed the food into your mouth before you are willing to eat it? (Ask for monthly pass)
Manhattan Center.
A towering building is standing on the city skyline.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that this behemoth is like an irregular gray boulder, located abruptly in the bustling Manhattan of New York, looking particularly uncoordinated.
Its huge body does not seem to have been carefully designed, but is made of steel and glass piled up randomly, giving people a cumbersome feeling. Although the towering towers reach straight into the sky, they lack beauty and harmony, and even more Like a monument built to show off power and wealth.
Not to mention the huge "STARK" sign on the top of the building, it is like a money-losing product that was not sold in the 20th century and was thrown into the hands of the 21st century.
The top floor of the building.
Since the group's vice president Stan mysteriously "disappeared", this place has been transformed from the former president's office into a huge testing ground.
Robotic arms are intertwined into a busy web, performing tasks such as installation and welding accurately and efficiently. The air is filled with the projection of precision instruments, decorating the space with both science fiction and mystery.
Of course, there is also the most iconic, neatly arrayed Iron Man suit.
"Buzz buzz"
As the mixer slowly stopped, Tony skillfully poured the thick, green fluorescent liquid into the cup. After taking a deep breath, he pinched his nose tightly. He poured it directly into his mouth.
“A generous gift—thank you!”
His facial features tightened and he cursed involuntarily.
This damn chlorophyll juice tastes so bad!
At this moment, Tony is wearing a simple white vest, with slightly messy hair and a bushy beard on his chin. He is very different from his usual image of the glamorous North American darling and popular Iron Man.
If it weren’t for the iconic circular light source flashing on the chest, no one would be able to recognize that it was Tony Stark himself.
“How much longer do I have to drink this stinky stuff?”
“At least 80 ounces a day can eliminate the symptoms of palladium poisoning.” In the room, the voice of the smart assistant Jarvis sounded at the right time. .
Tony sighed softly, took out the electronic instrument from his pocket, pressed his fingers gently, "Check the palladium content."
"Blood toxicity is 40%." Jarvis's voice came again, with a hint of worry, "I must remind you, sir, as long as you continue to use the Iron Man suit, the poisoning will occur faster."
< br>Tony nodded slightly, but did not respond immediately.
A few months ago, he experienced an explosion and was kidnapped by terrorists. The most terrible thing was that all the shrapnel from the explosion was pierced in his chest, and he could only rely on the energy core in his chest to absorb it. Keep these shrapnel that never want to flow into his heart.
The palladium element in the reactor was silently eroding his body. He had a hunch that he might not survive long this time.
"Tony, why have you been unwilling to put the reactor outside the mecha?"
Jarvis suddenly suggested, "The core technology of the suit is the energy reactor. , you can completely remove the reactor on the chest and install it externally on the armor, and then design an electromagnet without radioactive toxins and put it in the chest, just like what was done when you were kidnapped in the cave. This can protect you. The body can ensure the operation of the suit."
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After Tony heard this, he was silent for a moment, and a complicated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"As you said, man, the core technology of the suit is the reactor. Have you ever thought about what would happen if I really did this?"
He He continued: "Once this is done, anyone can put on this armor. Iron Man is no longer Iron Man, it is just a weapon, and it is the most powerful mass-produced killing weapon in history made by myself. ! ”
"Even if I am poisoned to death, there will never be any chance that the reactor will escape my control!"
The room fell into silence, except for Tony's gaze, which was like a torch directed towards the glass cabinet in the distance. The Iron Man armor quietly displayed.
Real power not only comes from superpowers, but also from inner courage and justice.
For some reason, Tony suddenly thought of what Rango said to the little boy on TV yesterday.
Although that guy was very unpleasant, he had to admit that what he said was so right!
“The suit is just an empty shell, I am the only one who is Iron Man!”
Pa~papapa! ! !
Just when Tony said this inner monologue, a sudden burst of applause echoed in the laboratory, breaking the original tranquility.
“Bravo (wonderful)!!!”
Tony turned his head and looked, and his originally high-spirited face fell instantly.
I saw Lange standing in front of the laboratory door with his family and his family, applauding with joy, as if an elder had witnessed the extraordinary achievements of the younger generation, his eyes shining with joy and pride.
"You just broke into the top floor of my building?"
Tony looked unhappy, "It seems I have to fire Happy and recruit a new group of security guards."
Lango casually pointed to the open window in the corridor, "That's where I came in."
"Thank you, you reminded me that I need to install an air defense system. "
Seeing that this guy still looked like a stinker, Teddy suddenly felt unhappy and said: "Hey buddy, do you want us to remind you who saved this pretentious guy like you not long ago? It's us! "
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Tony rolled his eyes helplessly. He had an ominous feeling that he was probably going to be completely relied on by these people.
He sighed, turned around and walked to the wine cabinet, pouring a few glasses of wine for everyone, "Tell me, what do you want to take away from me this time, a yacht? A sports car? A private jet?"
"It seems you have some misunderstandings about me, Tony."
Lango took the wine glass, shook it gently, and said with a playful smile: "Of course, if you give it to me forcefully, I won't refuse your kindness."
"Haha."
Tony smiled helplessly. He looked at Lango, who was sitting on his workbench without restraint, and joked: "I watched your interview yesterday. To be honest, those lines How long have you been memorizing it?"
"That's not a line, man, it's all my true feelings."
Lango looked at him with emotion: "I'd rather be alone. He died of poisoning and was unwilling to add an external power source to the armor to prevent it from becoming a murder weapon for politicians."
"I have to say, Tony, I have always underestimated you." He pointed at Tony, who was silent, and said sincerely: "Tony Stark, AKA Iron Man, my friend, you are the real hero!"
"Shet, are you stealing outside? "How long have you been listening?"
After hearing this, Tony, instead of feeling relieved, frowned and warned seriously: "Listen, Rango, this matter must not be spread, especially not to Pei. Po knows, just think of it as a favor, okay?"
"Don't worry, buddy." Lango squeezed his shoulder familiarly and raised his eyebrows: "My mouth is bigger than Hulk's. The shorts are still tight, and this is not the only thing I can help you with."
Tony looked at the man next to him, then curled his lips and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't think it's time to open the bank. How does lying help me?”
"Waterfa?"
Lango looked confused, obviously not following Tony's train of thought.
When did he say he was going to drive that thing?
"You really misunderstood me, brother." He continued: "But have you ever thought about it, since the toxins in your body come from the palladium element in the reactor, why do you Why don't you try to find a new energy source that can replace it?"
Hearing this, Tony shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his smile: "You mean to ask me to develop a new energy source that can both A clean energy source that is comparable to nuclear reactors and completely non-radioactive and toxic?”
“Is it difficult?” Lange asked curiously.
“No, it’s very simple.” Tony said bluntly: “It’s as simple as teaching a duck that has just learned to walk to tap dance, on the ice, and at the same time asking it to sing Bedo. Fen's symphony, and it has to be sung backwards!"
"Jesus Christ!" He took a deep breath with a speechless face, "Some people think that they can rely on research! To develop clean energy that is comparable to nuclear energy, I shouldn’t discuss this with a layman like you!”
“Hey, I don’t understand physics, but I understand you”
Lan. Ge did not flinch. He put his hands on Tony's shoulders and said with firm eyes: "You can make circuit boards at the age of four, be courteous at the age of six, become an MIT graduate at the age of seventeen, and become the CEO of Stark Industries at the age of twenty-one. Create smart weapons, advanced satellites, and satellite positioning! ”
"You are a real genius, Tony! As long as you think about it, you can definitely do it!"
After hearing this, Tony pursed his lips slightly and still shook his head: "I tried, but I didn't have any clue. , This requires a lot of repeated experiments, and I don’t have that much time.”
“What about your father?” Lango interrupted Tony’s thoughts at the right time, “I heard that your father is S.H.I.E.L.D. One of the founders of , he is not only a business giant, but also a scientist comparable to Einstein. Now, the most important thing you should do is not to meditate alone, but to look up all the information left by your father, maybe there will be some. New discovery."
Tony was silent for a moment, then shrugged: "Maybe you are right."
He changed the subject and looked up and down. Lange asked, "Why are you so concerned about me? It's not enough to earn a villa from me, you want to get something else?"
"It's like I said at the beginning." Lange raised his eyebrows at him and said: "Dude, I admire you very much."
Tony didn't say anything else, but silently moved his butt farther away.
"By the way, you'd better take care of yourself first." Lango looked at Tony's slightly embarrassed look and couldn't help but frowned, "You look like a letter without an address. Letters, waiting to be forgotten.”
“Don’t think you can pretend to be a cultural person with just two words from Mark Twain.”
Tony waved his hand and turned to leave the laboratory. Judging from his posture, he was probably going to find a place to wash up.
Looking at his back as he cheered up again, Lango sighed tiredly. He was really worried about these Avengers.
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Soon after, a completely different atmosphere filled the top-level laboratory of Stark Group.
At this time, Tony has lost the previous decadence and resignation. He is biting the tip of his pen and carefully looking through the boxes of various documents left behind by his father, Howard Stark.
His eyes were slightly tired from the long period of research. He gently twisted his neck and turned his eyes to the side naturally.
There, Rango and Teddy were immersed in the latest VR game, with constant crowding and laughter.
Yumi was holding a bucket of ice cream and licking it while watching a cartoon on TV. It looked like "Finding Nemo". The kitten drooled at the red and white Nemo.
As for the stone monster.
“Stop!”
Tony, who was sitting on the ground just a second ago, rushed out like a flying horse and grabbed the mechanical arm that was about to be stuffed into Malphite's mouth.
"Who cares about you, Rango, is this guy planning to eat my laboratory?"
"Who told you that you don't even have a stone here."< br>
Lango smiled and patted Malphite on the back, signaling him to calm down. Then he turned to Tony and asked with concern: "How is it, have you found a solution?"
"No." Tony shook his head, his face full of disappointment, "It seems that old Howard is not as omnipotent as you thought."
Hearing this, Lange frowned slightly and took off his hands. He took off his VR glasses, walked to the pile of messy items next to Tony, and began to rummage through them.
Although many years have passed since he saw that movie, sometimes he still remembers some impressive memory points very clearly.
If he remembers correctly, that thing is...
"唔唔~~"
Lango imitated a sound effect on TV and bent down to lift a piece A flat model several meters long, "Tony. Do you think this thing looks like anything?"
Tony glanced at it and curled his lips disdainfully: "It's just a model of a future city that the old man made before."
"Really."
Lango shrugged pretending to be mysterious. He shrugged, slowly laid the model flat on the ground, and began to look at it carefully, "But I think it looks a bit like something else."
Tony smiled disapprovingly and said casually: "I look at it It’s more like a big sandwich.”
After saying that, he touched his stomach lazily, feeling hungry quietly.
After seeing this scene, Lange on the side immediately put his hands on his waist angrily. Does this bastard have to let himself feed food into his mouth?
"Yumi!"
Rango suddenly shouted, pointing his finger at Tony, who was about to make a takeaway call, "Get on top of him!"
"Meow!"
Yumi moved in response, jumped up lightly, and then turned into a soft light, surrounding Tony, instantly surrounding him.
"No, you think."
The next second, Tony's eyes widened in shock, as if his body had been injected with a mysterious energy. His whole body was refreshed, and his fatigue and pain disappeared instantly. No trace.
"Unbelievable, how did you do this?"
He tried to make a fist, and the muscles in his arms tightened, with clear lines, as strong as a sculpture. What surprised him even more was that his brain seemed to be activated, and his thinking speed was unprecedented, like a super computer running at high speed.
"When Yuumi is possessed, she can significantly improve the host's physical strength, speed, strength, and even thinking ability."
While explaining, Lango mentioned his father Howard Stark The designed model of the future city was held up in front of Tony, "Now take a closer look, what does this look like?"
Tony then took a serious look at this model that he had not noticed before, carefully observing it from different angles, and even He squinted one eye and looked carefully.
As the observation deepened, his brows gradually relaxed, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"Proto-atom nucleus?"
Tony suddenly realized it and strode towards the model, his excitement was palpable, "Jarvis, build the digital model immediately, I need a controllable projection screen!"
The following process was as smooth as the plot of a movie. After screening and elimination, Tony was shocked to find that this model actually represented a brand new element.
With Yuumi's help, he was so motivated that he was completely immersed in exploration and had no time to care about others. He began to urgently contact the physics laboratory funded by the Stark Group to request equipment support and began to transform the laboratory. , to synthesize this unknown element.
Rango on the side remembered the purpose of his coming here and couldn't help but interrupt Tony who was in a state of excitement.
"That Tony?"
"Sorry, buddy, I'm a little busy right now. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later."
"No, I don't know when you will be I will still be in such a good mood as now."
Lango directly went up to the strongman, put his arm on his shoulder and grinned: "I have done you such a big favor this time, shouldn't you do it? What do you want in return?"
Tony shrugged helplessly upon hearing this. This bastard did him a big favor today. If he owed him so much and didn't repay it, he always felt uncomfortable.
After thinking this, he said directly and generously: "Okay, you can take my yacht and private jet. The identity card is in the drawer over there, and there is also an overdraft card of 20 million US dollars. Heika, you can take it away as well. Don’t disturb my research, okay?” Is it because of these things that I help you again?”
"Uh" Tony glanced sideways at the man next to him, then raised his finger and pointed not far away, "Then why has Teddy gone to look through the drawer?"
"He is my brother, and If he is not a slave, how can I control what he wants to do?"
Lango replied matter-of-factly, and then continued: "Actually, what I want is very simple. I want you to help me design a set of tactics. Clothes must have a series of advanced protective functions such as bulletproof, fireproof, and high voltage resistance.”
“The color scheme should not be too bright, and don’t add any bullshit stars and stripes to it.”
“Also. If you want a cloak, add one too."
Recalling the words he once mocked the people of his motherland, Lange couldn't help but secretly sighed. After all, he ended up living in the way he hated most.
Immediately afterwards, Lange seemed to have opened a chat box, and a series of requests came one after another. Finally, he emphasized: "It is best to be made of nanomaterials. You know, the kind that can be triggered by one button and the suit will be activated." A high-tech gadget that can cover the whole body like water."
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Tony was shocked. He didn't expect the illiterate guy next to him to have such a good idea of the design of the suit. Such unique insights and forward-thinking ideas.
Using nanotechnology?
It sounds really good.
(End of this chapter)