Marvel Little Genius

"The record for fixed-wing flight is 85,000 feet, sir."

"Records are meant to be broken, come on!" After speaking, Tony adjusted his flying attitude and flew straight to the sky.

At this time, Jarvis hurriedly reminded: "Sir, the steel suit has the potential to freeze at high altitudes and cause a crash."

"Keep flying! Higher!" No danger can stop Tony's rebellion before it happens.

But Tony soon learned the consequences of his insistence. The suit began to freeze rapidly at high altitudes, the thrusters began to clog due to the low temperature, and the electronic system inside the suit also stopped working due to the low temperature.

"Ah--ah!" Tony, who lost his power, began to accelerate towards the ground in a free fall as he screamed in panic.

"We're frozen, Jarvis, unfold the ailerons, Jarvis!" Tony called Jarvis anxiously, but because the electronic system was affected, Jarvis was unable to provide services to Tony.

"Hurry up, we have to remove the ice!" There was no other way. Without Jarvis's help, Tony had to use the emergency device he had left before, manually opening the ailerons on the outside of the suit, and finally removed the ailerons on the suit. The ice was broken off.

The icing problem was solved and the electronic system began to automatically restart. At this time, Tony was less than 1,000 feet above the ground. Looking at the ground in front of him, Tony had no choice but to wait for the judgment of fate.

Fortunately, fate seems to be very fond of this unruly mad scientist. At the last moment, the electronic system resumed work, successfully turning on the thruster and restoring the power of the suit before Tony could recover it.

"Yeah - hahaha!" Tony, who had escaped the accident, was as happy as a 200-pound fat man.

After flying all the way back to the villa in Port Marbury, Tony slowly landed on the roof and adjusted his landing posture. Tony ordered Jarvis to cut off the power of the suit.

Then……

boom!

boom!

boom!

Tony smashed through the roof, fell into the living room, smashed the piano, and then fell into the underground garage, landing firmly on his beloved sports car before ending his failed landing.

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But Xiao Ben finally got his wish this time and sprayed the fire extinguisher on Tony's head.

"Did I miss something?" Mark, who arrived late, saw Tony, wearing Mark 2, lying in a panic on the unrecognizable sports car. This funny scene made him reluctantly take out his pocket. The mobile phone inside, click!

"It's all the fault of shoddy engineering!"

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Chapter 20

Mark took an ice pack from the refrigerator and handed it to his father, Tony.

Tony was struggling to dismantle the Mark II suit with the help of a bunch of robotic arms. The high-altitude ice caused some structural parts to shrink and deform, making the process even more difficult.

Tony took the ice pack handed to him by Mark and gently applied it on his head, which had been knocked out of a big bag. "Hiss~" Tony took a breath of cold air. He didn't know whether it was because of the cold or the pain. .

"I told you to let Defeat come over and see for you. Are you really okay?" Looking at his unreliable father, Mark asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just accidentally bumped it. You have to have confidence in the suit I developed. By the way, how is the progress on your side? I have already finished the finished product." Tony changed the topic forcefully.

"It's not bad. Everything else went smoothly. It's just that the design of the weapon system I replaced encountered some obstacles during the implementation. The progress is definitely slower than yours." Mark also shrugged helplessly. , told Tony about his progress.

"Normal, normal! Hahaha, after all, I am the father and you are the son. There is no shame in losing to me! Let me tell you, the feeling I had just now when I put on the Mark II and flew in the air was simply amazing. What a pity. You can't realize it, hahaha!" After knowing that he was superior in speed, Tony laughed proudly, and at the same time released his taunting ultimate move.

Mark turned his head and rolled his eyes. He didn't want to see the smug and triumphant expression of the stinky old man. With a glance, Mark saw a neatly packed box on the workbench with a coffee cup on top.

Mark pointed to the box on the table and asked, "What is this? Is it a gift from someone?"

Following the direction of Mark's finger, Tony also turned his head and looked over, "Oh, that should have been sent by Pepper before. I was busy dealing with Mark 2 and didn't have time to take it apart and take a look. Jarvis, Move quickly!"

"Okay sir." After receiving the order, Jarvis controlled the robotic arm to speed up the disassembly of the suit, and quickly helped Tony free himself.

Mark took off the coffee cup pressed on the box and saw the note signed by Pepper. He handed the box to Tony: "Sister Pepper finally gave you a gift, but you didn't respond quickly. , you really deserve to be single, quickly take it apart and take a look!"

Tony looked at the box in his hand, carefully tore off the sticky note attached to it, and then opened the brown paper wrapping it. When all the outer packaging was removed, what was revealed was a mini glass display box, and inside the box was the old Ark reactor that Pepper had replaced for Tony.

Tony asked Pepper to help him deal with it, burn it, bury it, whatever it was, Tony didn't care, as he said, he was not a nostalgic person.

But Tony didn't expect that Pepper would repackage it and give it to him as a gift. At this time, there was an additional line of text on the old reactor - [Tony Stark has a warm heart. Heart】.

Tony smiled knowingly. From this moment on, Tony was sure that he had fallen deeply in love with this woman and couldn't help himself.

Mark came over and looked at this classic, familiar yet unfamiliar scene, and looked at the words written on the Ark reactor. Mark only said one sentence to Tony: "If you hurt her heart, don't do it again in the future." Think I called you daddy."

"I know, if I really do this, I'll ask you to wake me up then, my dear son!"

"Don't worry, I would have done it if you didn't tell me. Beating the bastard is my favorite sideshow. By the way, why did you fall just now? Haven't the balance stabilizers and thrusters been calibrated? ?"

"I flew too high, and high-altitude icing occurred at the extreme altitude. As a result, the suit system shut down. However, the specific reason will only be known after testing. Jarvis, how is the analysis?"

"The results have been uploaded to your private server, sir."

"Open it quickly and take a look. I have warned you a long time ago that the suit has a defense mechanism against extreme cold and heat. You must be at a disadvantage!" Mark finally regained the game, but he was also unforgiving, and said Tony retorted.

Tony was speechless and could only open the analysis results obediently: "The work records show that the suit's main sensor failed above 40,000 feet, and there was also a problem with the entire pressurization system, which was probably caused by ice. "

"That's a good observation, sir. If you plan on visiting other planets, perhaps we should enhance the exhaust system."

"Hahahaha!" Jarvis's move was a backhanded move, and the operation he suggested while complaining really made Mark next to him laugh so hard that his stomach hurt.

Tony glanced at Mark awkwardly, and continued to communicate with Jarvis pretending to be calm: "Contact Sith Company, reconfigure the metal material of the shell, and use the gold-titanium alloy material of the Seraph satellite, which should be able to maintain power. ——While improving the weight ratio, it also enhances the strength of the fuselage, do you understand?”

"Yes, sir. Do I need to paint according to the instructions?"

"That's right!"

"By the way, I remember that there is an annual gathering of the Fire House tonight, and you have always been the guest of honor. Don't you have to go there?" Mark reminded Tony as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Jarvis, turn on the TV."

"Yes sir."

[It's going to be hot tonight, right here - the red-carpeted Disney Concert Hall, where Tony Stark presents his third annual benefit for the Firehouse Home Foundation. 】

Listening to the gushing introduction by the female host on the TV, Tony asked: "Jarvis, did I receive their invitation letter?"

"I don't have a record here sir."

"Oh, it seems that Tony Stark, the big financier, has been forgotten -" Mark mocked sarcastically from the side at this time.

[Since that ridiculous and highly controversial press conference, he has not been seen in public again. Some people claim that he is suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder and has been bedridden for weeks. Whatever the truth, no one can hope. He can show up tonight...]

Tony watched the live report on TV calmly, knowing that Jarvis informed him that the rendering of the suit after coloring was completed. "This is a bit ostentatious, what do you think?"

Looking at the all-gold, glittery color scheme, it seemed a bit much for someone as high-profile as Tony.

"What can I think, sir, you are always ambiguous." Jarvis' fatal complaint reappeared.

This was Mark’s suggestion from the side: “How about adding a little fiery red embellishment?”

What Mark suggested was indeed the classic color scheme of Iron Man, and he also thought the combination of red and gold looked good, so he suggested it.

Tony nodded, Mark's idea coincided with his, "You are indeed my biological son, Jarvis, do as you please."

“It does keep your head down, sir.

——Rendering completed. "

Looking at the rendering on the screen, Tony showed a satisfied smile: "Well, I like it! Just paint it like this."

"Automatic assembly has begun and is expected to be completed in five hours."

Tony raised his hand to look at his watch, turned to Mark next to him and asked, "Do you want to go to the party together?"

"The kind that makes a big fuss?" Mark raised his eyebrows.

"You still understand me -" Tony drove the supercar and took Mark towards the Disney Concert Hall.

At this time, what Tony didn't know was that in the terrorist base where he was imprisoned, the surviving members of the Ten Rings Gang had found the wreckage of the Mark 1 from the desert and were trying to restore it, but due to the The gang is full of illiterate people who can only fight with guns and have strong limbs. They have not made any progress yet, but the danger is not over yet...

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This weekend is a rare weekend, so I don’t have to work overtime. I will try to save some manuscripts and update them for everyone.

New book, "Please give me flowers", "Please give me a collection", "Please give me a monthly pass", I hope you can support me in any way! .

Chapter 21

Zhi——

With a sudden brake, a gorgeous Audi supercar stopped at the entrance of Disney Concert Hall.

When Tony in the car came down with Mark, everyone at the scene immediately became commotion.

"Weapons manufacturing is only a small part of the Stark Industrial Empire. Our relationship with the fire rescue team..." Obadiah, who was being interviewed by reporters, felt the sudden noise at the scene and turned towards the door. Look.

"If the host of the party doesn't come, then what's the point of having the whole world come?" Tony brought Mark to Obadiah and asked him for an explanation.

"Hey, look at that, look at that, this is really a surprise!" Obadiah looked around awkwardly at him.

Seeing that there were reporters next to him, Tony took the initiative to save face for him and did not continue to embarrass him: "Let's go inside and talk."

After saying that, he pulled Mark into the concert hall.

"The expression on that bearded bald head just now made me laugh to death. It was like a driver driving the owner's car out to show off and just happened to bump into the owner of the car, hahaha." Mark finally couldn't help but laugh after entering the concert hall. out.

"Haha, to be honest, I thought it was quite funny!" Tony, who was originally in a bad mood, felt better after hearing Mark's joke and laughed with him.

The two came to the drink counter. Tony asked the waiter for a glass of scotch and Mark a glass of calcium-fortified milk.

At this time, a man in a black suit beside them took the initiative to communicate: "Hello, Mr. Stark, I am Agent Coulson."

"Oh, yes, that one is from..." Tony couldn't remember the name of the organization as he spoke.

"It's the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau." Mark reminded.

Colson: "Yes, thank you kid."

"Oh my god, you should give your department a new name," Tony complained.

"Yes, I often hear people say that." Coulson responded with a smile that was neither embarrassed nor polite.

But then Mark excitedly suggested: "How about calling SHIELD? S.H.I.E.L.D. You can suggest it to your commander."