American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Yeah, the progress is gratifying." Justin Hammer said with a high-spirited smile on his face.

"Is there any possibility of success?" the general asked with interest.

"Of course, you have to believe in the research and development capabilities of Hammer Military Industries! Although Stark Industries has some weapons that are ahead of us, it doesn't mean that we don't have the ability to catch up, right? I can reveal some top-secret information on research and development,

We have solved most of the technical problems of the Iron Suit and will soon be able to conduct related overall tests." Justin Hammer confidently revealed.

"Congratulations then." The chubby congressman was the first to congratulate.

"It's a pity that Tony is not willing to share the technology now, otherwise we will soon be able to equip each of our soldiers with steel suits." Justin Hammer shrugged. Everyone here knew that he was talking big.

, no matter how rich the military is, it is impossible to allocate a steel suit to every soldier. But in this situation, people will naturally not refute, but nod in agreement.

"I remember Tony's Iron Suit technology, it doesn't seem to be his unique skill? I heard that three people with Iron Suit were fighting that night." Justin Hammer asked tentatively. He knew on the field.

Some of the insiders looked at each other and fell silent.

"Tony doesn't want to sell his steel suit, what about the other people?" Justin Hammer looked at the silent crowd and asked unwillingly.

"This is a secret, Hammer. What I can tell you is that the only one we can identify currently is Tony Stark." The general said. "The person responsible for handling the ending is not one of ours."

Justin Hammer nodded thoughtfully.

…

Hammer Military Industries' manufacturing plant.

"How is the progress of the Steel Suit?" Looking at the skeleton of the Steel Suit in front of him, Justin Hammer asked the researcher next to him eagerly.

"There are still many problems that need to be solved." The researcher who was asked helplessly showed his hands to his boss, "Materials, structures, system procedures, balance and other systems are all fine, but the most troublesome thing now is the energy system. We cannot have Tony.

Stark's micro-arc reactor technology. So we had to carry several large batteries on our backs or use wires to test."

"You can ignore energy technology for now. You need to solve other aspects of technology as soon as possible! I have to give them something to make them favor us!" Justin Hammer waved his hand and looked at his family in charge of steel warfare.

The developer of the clothing technology said, "The general wants to see a physical test, so we must solve the corresponding technology within the next ten days, so as not to cause any accidents during the test, do you understand?"

"This is impossible, the time is too short." The researcher retorted.

"Of course I know the time is short, but we don't need to make it well or use great technology in the early stage. I just hope they can move and do some test actions! I think this will not be difficult for you." Justin Han

Mo Mo patted the other person's shoulder and gave him a firm, unquestionable look. Under the pressure of his eyes, the researcher who was being stared at could only grit his teeth and nod.

…

Luke was stuffing food into his mouth in a corner of a social place. His appetite for food had increased significantly due to his overuse of his brain recently. And while he was concentrating on eating the food, a familiar voice came from the side.

got into his ears.

"So you're here." Tony Stark put a familiar hand on Luke's shoulder and half hugged him.

Looking at the familiar Tony Stark, Luke picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his mouth, with a thoughtful look on his face and a somewhat helpless tone: "If I remember correctly, this is led by Hyperion Industries.

Reception. I remember Ina didn’t give it to you, and Miss Potts sent an invitation."

"Invitations? I never use those things." Tony Stark patted Luke on the shoulder, sat down on the stool next to him, and unceremoniously pulled all the untouched food on the table to his hands.

On a clean new plate, he stuck his fork in and stuffed a mouthful into his mouth. While chewing, he said: "My face is the best passport. With it, I can enter all the drinking parties I want to enter."

"What are you doing?" Luke said bluntly. He knew that Tony Stark was concerned about his whereabouts and came to find him personally. He would definitely not just say hello and get to know him.

"I've always wanted to get to know you. After all, some media always compare the two of us together. Of course, they compare you with me when I was a child." Tony fiddled with the food on the plate with the fork in his right hand, his eyes looking calm.

Luke paused and said directly: "Okay, okay, let's put aside these boring pleasantries. I'm not suitable for this way of greeting either. Let's get straight to the point and say what we have to say.

Look, I know who you are, I know what kind of technology you have, I know you helped me..."

"So you're here to thank me?" Luke interjected.

"So you admitted that it was you that night?" Tony leaned back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Luke closely.

"I have a complete alibi that night." Luke shrugged: "In fact, I was not there."

"I didn't expose your meaning. In the past, I might have laughed at you for being so old-fashioned, and then pulled you to experience the colorful world, but now I have changed my ways. The purpose of my coming to you is very simple. First,

Thank you, you saved my life. Secondly, I want to buy some better materials. Yes, it is the material you are thinking of." Tony said at the end, giving Luke a "you know" look.

"For business matters, you should go to Ina." Luke pointed at Ina in the center of the reception.

"Miss Sandra? That's right, Pepper also asked me to thank her. If it weren't for her reminder, it might have taken me a day or two to discover Stannie's true identity." Tony's eyes followed the direction Luke's finger pointed.

He glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze. In the past, when he saw a beauty of Ina Sandra's level, he wouldn't mind taking a second look, and even took the opportunity to strike up a conversation or something, but right now, he had something important to do.

In this case, all the women, except for Little Pepper, crawled backwards!

"Give me a price." Tony failed to successfully win over Luke with only a few words, but finally used his best method, which was a money offensive.

"Not for sale." Luke refused directly.

"Don't be like this, or let's do some mutually beneficial exchanges of interests? Do you want to enter the new energy industry? We can jointly open a company, and you use technology to occupy part of the shares, and then everything else, outside disturbances and ill intentions

I can help you withstand the prying eyes. Anyway, I have a lot of lice on my body. You only need to disclose to me all the material purchasing rights of Hyperion, and you can enjoy the benefits of the whole process." Tony Stark gave

a condition.