I accidentally pulled out the black light virus and I became invincible.

"Perfect, simply perfect!"

Stark was walking around the confinement. If Mercer hadn't told him in advance that Stark was not a bad guy, the confinement would have punched him when he saw a human wandering around him like this.

"Did you make this yourself? It's so perfect. With the current technology of the earth, it is impossible to create a robot with such maneuverability and strength."

As one of the world's top technological talents, this is not an exaggeration for Stark to say.

With its smooth transformation and highly intelligent AI, Mercer couldn't understand the mystery.

But in Stark's eyes, it was one difficulty after another, and he had no idea how to overcome these difficulties.

"I didn't develop it, but I am the only one who owns it in this world, and there is only one like this in the entire universe."

Mercer said confidently that this was not a product of the Marvel world after all, and he was right in saying that.

While Stark was walking around the confinement, Mercer was also looking at the suits of armor in the exhibition cabinets.

From left to right, they are the steel armors of MK1, MK2, and MK3. MK1 is a replica of the armor that Stark used to escape from the cave.

MK2 was his first seriously developed armor, and MK3 is the one he is currently using.

It is said that mechas are a man's romance. Mercer must be lying if he said he didn't like it. When he walked to the exhibition cabinet, the cabinet door opened automatically, allowing him to reach in and touch around.

In his previous life, he had several Iron Man action figures, but now that he can touch a real steel armor, he naturally can't put it down.

"How's it going? Not bad, right?" Stark looked at Mercer's fond look and said with some pride.

Mercer nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's good, but it's not easy to carry. If you encounter danger outside, this armor won't be able to help you."

"I'm actually already working on a portable armor."

Stark pointed to the side and motioned for Mercer to follow him.

The two walked to the workbench on the right side of the studio. Stark pressed a few times on the virtual keyboard in front of him. The projections around him lit up, projecting a suit of armor in front of their eyes.

"This is a portable armor I recently came up with. It can be the size of a suitcase. The disadvantage is its flight ability and most of the energy power. In real combat, it is still not as good as MK3." Stark shook his head helplessly.

Although this suit of armor is relatively fragile, it does not use the human body to resist other people's attacks. It can prevent some damage to some extent.

"I recently got a set of armor, which is very useful. I think you will be interested in it." Mercer smiled.

"Oh? Where is it? Did you bring it? At your home?"

After hearing that Mercer said it was easy to use, Stark immediately became interested.

The confinement alone surprised him, and now another set of armor appeared. Mercer's stuff was really endless.

Mercer smiled, took a few steps back, and kept a distance from Stark.

With the five fingers of his right hand together, he took out the armor summoner from the storage space, skillfully placed it on his wrist, and inserted the fire crystal badge.

This time, Mercer did not shout for the union. After inserting the fire crystal badge into the summoner, red translucent light fell from the sky, penetrated the layers of protection of the house, and finally enveloped Mercer.

The sudden dazzling light made Stark subconsciously raise his arms to block his sight.

When the red light dissipated, Stark lowered his arm and saw the armored figure standing in front of him, his expression dull.

His eyes swept over Mercer's armor. Half a minute later, Stark stepped out and quickly came to Mercer.

"This, this, what is this?!"

Stark looked up at the ceiling. The ceiling did not seem to be offensive because of the red light just now.

He reached out and knocked on the armor on Mercer's body, causing a soft metallic sound to echo.

"This must not be an ordinary metal, alloy? What kind of alloy? It can actually come to the body in the form of light. This is no longer technology, right?"

"Well, I think it's really not just about technology." Mercer hesitated and said.

"This set of armor is called Flame Dragon, and its source is called fire crystal. When I transform, I need to rely on the summoner inserted into the crystal card.

And it urged the fire crystal stone to emit light energy for me to combine. This can be regarded as the fantasy power of the East. "

Even Mercer couldn't explain the origin of the armor well.

After all, in his memory, there was no explanation as to the origin of the armor and why it was driven by such a modern machine.

All he said was that it was a summoner invented by a genius scientist that allowed people to summon armor on their own.

Otherwise, it would be really troublesome to carry that stone bigger than your head every day.

Now it's Stark's turn to circle around Mercer's armor. The armor that comes in such a strange way is so exciting.

"By the way, why don't we have a fight and see the difference between the two armors." Mercer said suddenly, looking at Stark who had been circling around him.