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There was a loud bang! Just as Zhou Chongwen was sitting at the experimental table studying how to adjust the output power of the reactor he had made to the most reasonable value, a heavy object fell from the sky and hit a sports car in Tony's collection.

, which shocked Zhou Chongwen.

Zhou Chongwen ran over and took a look, and couldn't help but smile. It turned out that it was Tony who had returned from the test flight. He was wearing steel armor and lying on the scrapped sports car. Xiaodai was putting out the fire for him.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Chongwen walked to Tony and tapped his mask.

There was a mechanical sound, and the mask was opened, revealing Tony's slightly red face, "Ahem, cough, that's so cool, I just almost broke the record of the SR-71 Blackbird!"

"But something seems to have gone wrong." Zhou Chongwen looked at the ice chips on Tony's armor.

"Yes, that's right. We didn't take into account the low temperature at high altitude. During the climb, the armor froze." Tony nodded and stood up with difficulty.

"In other cases, I think you don't look too good." Zhou Chongwen pointed to the red and swollen area on Tony's forehead.

"The main sensor failed a bit at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and there is also a problem with the pressure increase of the outer casing. It may be caused by ice. If you want to fly in space, you need to further improve the exhaust valve system." Tony stood on the platform, while talking.

He took off his armor with the help of the robot hand and said.

"Jarvis, record it and improve next time." Zhou Chongwen said as he took out an ice pack from the refrigerator and gave Tony a cold compress.

"It's so handsome. It's much more exciting than drag racing. Are you sure you don't want to try it?" Tony sat down at the experimental table, took a sip of the chlorophyll extract, and said.

"When all improvements are completed, I will give it a try, I think." Zhou Chongwen smiled and nodded.

"Hey, man, do you think of me as a test subject?" Tony heard this and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Haha, of course not." Zhou Chongwen smiled and sat down, "Tony, look at this, I adjusted it, does it fit?"

Zhou Chongwen threw the reactor on the table to Tony.

Tony took it and looked at it carefully, and nodded, "This time it is perfect, as good as my little heart." Tony pointed to the reactor on his chest.

"Look at the words above." Zhou Chongwen smiled.

"What?" Tony heard this and picked it up again to look at it.

I saw a line of words engraved on it, "To my lovely boss, Tony."

"Hey, what day is it today? Pepper gave me an identical one." Tony smiled and took the first-generation reactor that Pepper gave him on the table.

"Just in case you need it, maybe you can use it someday. She and I thought of it together." Zhou Chongwen smiled and started rummaging through the pile of materials again.

"My little heart beats very hard, and yours are destined to stay in the display window!" Tony shrugged and put down the two reactors in his hands.

"It seems I have to go out tonight. Do you want to go with me? Let everyone get to know you." Tony looked at the TV on the wall, which was playing content about himself.

"It's better not to use it anymore. I'm thinking about how to make the reactor better." Zhou Chongwen showed off the reactor he was making again.

"Come on, man, is this the homebody you're talking about? Whatever, I'm going for a drive." After Tony said that, he threw away the ice pack in his hand and walked out.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!" A quick phone call interrupted Zhou Chongwen's thinking. Zhou Chongwen put down the reactor in his hand, took out his cell phone, glanced at it, and frowned.

Without hesitation, Zhou Chongwen pressed the answer button.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Chongwen leaned on the chair and asked in a low voice.

"Sir, he has contacted us." A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Who?" Zhou Chongwen asked.

"Obadiah Stane." A name familiar to Zhou Chongwen was spoken on the other end of the phone.

"When will we meet?" Zhou Chongwen asked.

"Tomorrow evening."

"I know, I will go there when the time comes and help me slow him down." Zhou Chongwen nodded and said.

"Okay, sir."

"Well, that's it." After Zhou Chongwen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Zhou Chongwen thought for a moment and pulled out a small piece of metal plate from the pile of materials. "Jarvis, I'm going to a masquerade party. Can you design a mask for me?"

Zhou Chongwen looked up with a smile and asked.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, what type do you need?" Jarvis said.

"What type...how about the skull?" Zhou Chongwen thought for a while and asked.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, what kind of materials are needed?"

"This is the one that will do. It needs to be a closed type that can cover your whole head, not the kind that only covers your face." Zhou Chongwen tapped the metal plate on his hand.

"Is it gold-titanium alloy?"

"Okay, just gold and titanium alloy." Zhou Chongwen nodded.

"What color should I add, or the original golden yellow?" Jarvis asked while designing the mask style on the computer.

"Color..." Zhou Chongwen thought for a moment and suddenly caught a glimpse of the golden gem on the cell phone ring, "Then golden**."

"Golden skull, yes, that's right." Zhou Chongwen nodded.

"You are as low-key as the boss." Jarvis joked.

"Haha, I'm much more low-key than your boss. At least... I won't let others know who I am." Zhou Chongwen smiled and said with a hint of meaning.

Jarvis did not understand Zhou Chongwen's implication and did not answer. He designed the mask Zhou Chongwen needed on the computer and after Zhou Chongwen saw that it was correct, he started making it.

It has to be said that the power of technology is powerful. Zhou Chongwen originally thought that after Jarvis designed it, he would need to place an order with the manufacturer, and it would not be ready until tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, less than half an hour later, Jarvis reminded Most Hope that the mask was ready.

When Zhou Chongwen took out the glittering mask from the 3D printer, he was immediately attracted to it.

The entire mask is made of gold-titanium alloy, which is the material used for the shell of Tony Iron Man's armor. It has the characteristics of light weight and high strength.

The mask consists of two parts, the front one covers the face, and the back part wraps the back of the head. In this way, the entire head is covered by the mask.

Jarvis's design of the overall skull shape of the mask is very good. The skull's face is well processed, with a ferocious expression. The head is attached to the forehead, and there are two slender horns that extend all the way back.

Obviously, rather than saying that this is a human skeleton, it is more appropriate to say that this is a demon's skeleton.

"Perfect." Zhou Chongwen praised and couldn't wait to put on the mask.

I had to sleep. Jarvis’s craftsmanship is still very exquisite. The size of the mask is obviously designed based on Zhou Chongwen’s facial contour. It is very comfortable to wear and the sight of the eyes is also very good. Some masks will not obstruct the sight.

The problem.

"By the way, Jarvis, can you help me make something more?" Zhou Chongwen thought for a while and said again.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, please give me your instructions."

"Here, help me make 100 of the same gold and titanium alloys, okay?" Zhou Chongwen turned his hand over, and a thin blade appeared in his palm.

"If Mr. Zhou needs to shave, Jarvis does not recommend that Mr. Zhou use gold and titanium alloy blades, which can easily damage your facial skin."

"Haha, just tell me if you can do it." Zhou Chongwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Of course, Mr. Zhou." Jarvis said.

"Then please help me make 100 pieces. I'll find them useful." Zhou Chongwen said.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Zhou, you will be fine soon." Jarvis scanned the blade in Zhou Chongwen's hand, and the 3D printer in front of Zhou Chongwen started working again.

Not long after, 100 shining golden blades were neatly stacked in front of Zhou Chongwen.

"High technology, is this 3D printing technology?" Zhou Chongwen was attracted by the 3D printer in front of him.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou." Jarvis confirmed.

Zhou Chongwen touched the machine in front of him with envy. He knew that 3D printing technology also exists in the real world, but it has just started. If this technology can be brought back to reality, it will also be a cross-era invention.

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"If Mr. Zhou wants to attend a masquerade party, Jarvis suggested that Mr. Zhou put on a robe, which would be more effective." Just as Zhou Chongwen was thinking about it, Jarvis spoke again.

"Yes." Zhou Chongwen, who was still wearing a mask, walked to the glass door and looked at himself. He was wearing an ordinary leather jacket and jeans, but paired with this golden skull, he looked a bit nondescript.

"Can you make a robe?" Zhou Chongwen turned around and asked.

"No, sir, although 3D printing technology can theoretically produce anything as long as there are materials and designs, it is currently limited to hard materials such as metal and wood, which can be completed through engraving. As for textile technology, there is no

Developed." Finally Zhou Chongwen stumped the seemingly omnipotent Jarvis.

"Okay, then I'll find a way myself." Zhou Chongwen nodded and said helplessly.

It has to be said that Tony, this playboy, seems to have collected everything. In the warehouse building in the basement, Zhou Chongwen actually found a black hooded robe similar to the one worn by the wizard in the movie.

When Zhou Chongwen appeared in front of the glass door again, he didn't even recognize himself.

The entire body was shrouded in a dark robe, and even the hands hanging on one side were covered by the wide sleeves. The golden mask was put on the robe's hat by Zhou Chongwen, leaving only a small piece of the ferocious skull on his face.

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"A sickle is all it takes to be the god of death!" Zhou Chongwen looked at it with a smile. Feeling very satisfied, he took off all his clothes and threw them into the inner space. This equipment will be of great use in the future.

"Mr. Zhou, it's very late. It's time for you to rest." Just when Zhou Chongwen was about to study the reactor again, Jarvis's voice came to his ears.

Looking at the time, it was already past 11 p.m. Zhou Chongwen nodded and walked back to his room.