Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

Early in the morning, when the gentle morning sunshine spread across the land, Tony, Edward and others drove their luxury car to Washington, the capital of the United States of America, listening to music.

The two came to this tall domed building, the United States Senate.

The tall judge's stage was densely packed with reporters from all major media.

The camera, like a cannon, was pointed straight at the only two people in the empty first row in the hall.

Edward, who felt that he was being stared at by countless surprised eyes, always felt a little weird in his heart.

"Damn it! Why did you drag me to sit with you?"

Edward, who was forcibly dragged to the front row, complained softly to Tony, who was wearing a serious suit next to him.

Compared to Edward's discomfort in the public eye, our Iron Man classmate has a natural look on his face, and at first glance he looks like an expert who often attends such occasions.

He stared at no one else and didn't even look back. He just waved his hand to Edward and was still immersed in a lively chat with Pepper who was sitting in the back row.

Hey! You care more about sex than friends, you are careless in making friends!

Seeing this scene, Edward shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes slightly, and leaned on the chair.

Soon, the hearing officially began.

Just like the Celestial Realm, first several Senators Yingjiang, who presided over the hearing, said a lot of official rhetoric, such as what is the significance of holding this hearing today, and what kind of results will we achieve if everything goes well?

Results and so on.

Then, after the senators casually invited and answered a few reporters' questions, they finally got down to business.

"Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark!"

The fat senator sitting in the middle called Tony several times.

When he saw Tony in front of him, he didn't look down on him at all. He still went his own way and talked to Potts in the back row.

As a last resort, he knocked on the solid wood garden hammer that he had put aside.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With the old god present, Edward opened his left eye slightly and saw that Tony was still pestering Pepper Potts. Wanting to end this farce as soon as possible, he used his mental power to gently twist Tony's thigh.

"Ouch!"

Tony howled loudly in pain, causing the whole hearing hall to burst into laughter.

At this time, he noticed that the hearing in front of him had entered into the main topic. He squinted his eyes cautiously and glared at the person next to him who had a smirk on his face.

I smoothed the gold-striped tie on my chest with a serious expression like I am a serious businessman.

"Yes, honey, I'm listening."

He put his hands on the table in front of him.

"Do you have a special weapon?"

The fat senator asked loudly with an indifferent look on his face.

"I don't!"

Tony replied affirmatively.

"Are you sure you didn't?"

The fat senator held the New York Times in his hand with the headline signed "Iron Man's Aggression" and shook it in the direction where Tony Stark was sitting.

I knew it was this!

Tony smiled with a confident smile.

In fact, ever since he announced to the public that he was Iron Man at the previous press conference, he had already prepared a rhetoric in his mind.

"Iron Man counts as a weapon?"

"My inventions were never weapons!"

The fat judge on the high platform was filled with wonder when he heard Tony's sophistry.

Originally, as a successful politician, he already thought that he was thick-skinned and good at acting.

"Then what do you think it is?" he asked Tony curiously.

"He is." Tony tilted his head and thought for a moment.

Soon, he continued.

"It's a prosthetic limb, a high-tech 'prosthetic limb'."

Amid the roars of laughter around him, Tony’s classmate looked serious.

This is a mountain that is stronger than a mountain!

The fat senator sighed silently in his heart, compared with industry oligarchs and industrial tycoon-level capitalists like Tony, I am far inferior to him!

Even Edward, who was sitting next to Tony, moved to one side uncomfortably and sighed in his heart: "I have never seen such a shameless person!"

When encircling and suppressing the "abomination" and the terrorists attacking the small town, Iron Man's powerful combat power can be said to be obvious to all.

The fat senator wasn't going to go around in circles with Tony anymore.

He put the final word in a stern tone.

"That's the weapon!"

"We want you to turn it over to the American government!"

Haha, show your true face!

The corner of Tony's mouth cracked into a sneer.

"Senator, you are thinking too much!"

"Iron Man is a Stark Industries trade secret!"

"No one can get it for free!"

"As for whether that is a weapon, it's not up to you to decide!"

Hearing lines from Tony's mouth that were completely different from the plot of the movie in Edward's memory.

His slightly closed eyes slowly opened.

The simple hearing in the movie about whether steel armor is a weapon.

Putting it into this real Marvel world, there are actually quite complex political struggles involved behind the scenes.

For example, the fat senator in front of me is not mentioned in the movie as a member of the Democratic Party.

And our classmate Tony, starting from his father Howard Stark, most of the politicians he has friends with are Republicans.

The fat Democratic senator smiled confidently.

"It's true that I'm not particularly professional in this area. But I have professional weapons experts here!"

He raised his voice deliberately.

"Next, please invite our weapons expert!"

"I'm subpoenaing Justin Hammer! The president of Hammer Industries, one of the current major suppliers to the Department of Defense!"

Led by the fat senator, the venue burst into warm applause.

As if to deliberately go against Tony, Justin Hammer wore a white suit that was completely opposite to Tony's black suit.

He walked forward slowly and gave Tony a proud smile.

Before he could sit down, Tony attacked first.

"When can a pure businessman also become an arms expert?"

"Mr. Hammer, you didn't graduate from the School of Engineering, did you?"

"Senator, is this the expert you are talking about?"

He was malicious and deliberately made his voice loud.

As expected, there was a buzz of doubts at the scene.

Justin Hammer was not flustered by Tony's question. He calmly walked up to the stage and raised the microphone.

"Yes, I am not a weapons expert."

"But you are, and so is your father!" He slapped Tony backwards.

"You know, your father is a well-known master of American weapons! The father of the military industry!"

He opened his arms to the many reporters in the back row, and the flashes of countless cameras flashed on his white suit.

Tony also looked depressed, as if what he said made sense, but I was speechless.

His father, Howard Stark, relied on inventing weapons and selling arms during World War II to bring Stark Industries to such a point that it has become like the cherry tree in the hometown of his classmate in Washington. Almost everyone in the Marvel world of this era has

One of the stories that Americans have known since childhood.

Justin Hammer is riding the wave of victory, he continued.

"I believe everyone knows why we come here!"

"In the past six months, Mr. Tony Stark has used his genius mind to create a sharp sword!"

"He insisted it was a shield."

"He said he could protect us!"

Justin Hammer stared at Tony with malice, and his words had changed into a vicious tone.

"But he is just a mortal, and he cannot predict whether he will be in danger!"

"Terrorism and suicide attacks are a constant threat to us!"

"We can't put our hopes on a steel armor!"

There was a hint of contempt in his eyes, and he continued in a deep voice.

"After all, we can't completely guarantee that God will always bless Iron Man! Bless the United States!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Well said! Justin Hammer."

Again, led by the fat senator directly in front, there was a moderate round of applause.

After receiving everyone's response, Justin Hammer was very proud at this time.

"Iron Man is not a weapon!"

"Since I said it doesn't count!"

He raised his eyebrows at Tony.

"Then, below, I would like to invite Lieutenant Colonel James Roddy from our military!"

What, Roddy is here too!

Obviously, Roddy's arrival took our playboy by surprise.

He stood up in surprise and looked at the familiar black man slowly walking into the venue.

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On a luxurious private beach in the Hawaiian Islands.

Three men full of majesty were lying on soft lounge chairs, enjoying the natural landscape in front of them.

The old man with gray hair and a big belly on the far left of the three people noticed the huge three-dimensional projection screen in front of him. On that screen, the scene where Tony saw the sudden appearance of Roddy was being broadcast live.

"Mr. Pierre Rockefeller, it seems our young man has encountered something unexpected!"

He held a genuine Cuban cigar in one hand, blew out a smoke ring, and spoke leisurely.

The sexy beauty in bikini standing beside him massaged his shoulders with moderate force.

The middle-aged man with oak glasses and a gentle manner among the three slowly put down the newspaper in his hand, glanced at the screen in front of him, and then raised the newspaper nonchalantly.

"Speaker Froman is nothing but a farce by the Democratic Party!"

"Right! Admiral Robert."

The big man on the far right used his right hand to uncover an olive leaf covering his face.

There are several long bullet marks on the thick shoulders full of tendons.