Marvel: The Twelve Spells

Stark Industries Building.

The R\u0026D room was a mess, and the layout and placement of items looked chaotic, but from Tony's eyes, there was some sort of order.

Tony stood in the main control area, his fingers kept sliding on the screen, and each 3D model was holographically projected in front of him. Tony used his fingers to drag and rotate to process the details, and the only flaws on the model became perfect. .

After checking again, Tony sent the 3D model data out. The 3D printing instrument in the R\u0026D room received the data and started working. Fine parts were manufactured one by one, and then assembled by the robotic arm on the side.

Weapon research and development... This is also one of Tony's jobs. With the help of these smart instruments and robotic arms in the research and development room, his work efficiency has been greatly improved.

Suddenly there was a sound of glass breaking behind him. Tony was slightly startled and continued working without looking back.

A robotic arm at work knocked over a glass, which shattered on the floor and green liquid poured all over the floor.

"I swear I'll tear you down! Use that thing to soak your motherboard and make you into a bookshelf." Tony complained.

The fingers of the mechanical arm that had done something wrong were brought together, and it slowly hung down, looking like an aggrieved child...

A few minutes later, the last part was designed, and Tony rubbed his wrist.

The robotic arm carefully brought a glass of green liquid over and gently placed it on the table in front of Tony.

Tony's face turned bitter as he looked at the glass of green liquid. He picked it up and drank half of the glass in one gulp.

"How much more of this stinky stuff do I need to drink?"

Tony frowned and complained, holding his nose and drinking the remaining liquid in one breath.

"Sir, 80 ounces can eliminate the symptoms of palladium poisoning." Jarvis's voice sounded.

80 ounces is approximately equal to 2.4 liters…

"This is simply a kind of torture for me!" Tony grimaced, "And it's torture that I have to endure every day!"

Tony took out a small silver metal box from the pocket of his slacks and placed it on the table. He pressed the button and a sharp needle stood up from the metal box. He pressed his thumb on the needle.

"Jarvis, check the palladium content."

A spinning progress bar appeared on the screen, and a few seconds later Jarvis's voice sounded.

"Blood toxicity is 9%, diffusion speed: slow." Jarvis reminded: "Sir, it seems that if you continue to use the steel armor and let the micro arc reactor (Ark Reactor) continue to output more energy, you will be poisoned by palladium. The speed will be faster, it is recommended that you stop using the steel armor."

"You should go to the Middle East and tell those terrorists to stop using AK rifles, otherwise the recoil will break their shoulders sooner or later!"

Tony turned a blind eye to Jarvis's warning. He lifted up his T-shirt and took off the Ark Reactor from his chest.

"This palladium energy plate has been consumed again..."

Tony turned the Ark reactor over. The mechanical parts at the bottom of the Ark reactor unfolded like petals, revealing a CPU-sized palladium energy plate. Tony reached out and took out the palladium energy plate.

"They wear out quickly," Tony said silently again.

He took out a box and opened it, which contained a row of palladium energy plates. Tony pulled out a piece and reinserted it into the bottom of the Ark's reactor.

"I have simulated every known element, but no element can replace palladium." Jarvis's voice sounded again, "Sir, you are running out of time and options..."

"Yes I know, stop talking nonsense!"

Tony opened his T-shirt and put the Ark Reactor back on his chest. The sound of mechanical linkage sounded and the Ark Reactor was re-embedded in Tony's chest. Around the Ark reactor, many black marks appeared on Tony's chest, like swollen blood vessels, and these black marks had a tendency to spread...

"Sir, Miss Natasha is here..."

Tony looked up and saw a beautiful figure standing behind the glass door.

"Mute!" Tony ordered. His physical problem was still a secret, and even Pepper Potts didn't know about it.

The woman named Natasha was standing sideways in front of the door lock, inputting the numeric password. Her good figure was clearly visible from the side, and Tony's eyes lit up through the glass door.

Natasha was wearing a light blue shirt, and the turbulent waves seemed to burst the shirt. Her long burgundy hair was hanging down. She was wearing black trousers, and her butt was raised as if it could hold a goblet stably. …

"Who is she? Natasha? I have never heard of this Russian-style name." Tony asked doubtfully.

Jarvis has been given a mute command, and a line of text appears on the screen: Natasha Romanoff, from the Legal Department, currently Miss Potts' assistant. Miss Potts once specially noted that she may let you eat it. 'Sexual harassment by supervisor' lawsuit.

The glass door opened to both sides and Natasha walked in.

"Mr. Stark, I am Miss Potts' assistant. There is a document that you need to sign." Natasha has been observing Tony.

"Put it on the table." Tony pointed to the table in front of him.

Natasha did as she was told, looking around calmly.

"New employee? I haven't seen you before." Tony glanced at her and asked while signing the document.

"I just accepted a job transfer." Natasha replied.

"Sorry, your position will be changing again soon." Tony put the document on the table.

"I also need your fingerprints." Natasha pointed to the area behind the signature on the document.

Tony printed his fingerprints, "Okay now, goodbye Miss Natasha."

Natasha nodded with a smile, turned around and walked out of the R\u0026D room.

Tony was completely still during the whole process. He looked at Natasha's back motionless...

"Jarvis, tell Pepper I need a new assistant."

Tony put his head down and typed "Natasha Romanoff" into Google, browsing Natasha's personal information.

"Proficient in French, Italian...and the soon-to-disappear Latin language?" Tony said to himself, "Who knows Latin now?"

"Sir, I not only know Latin, but I am also proficient in 5651 languages ​​​​in the world..."

"You're not human, okay?"

Suddenly the sound of the glass door opening sounded.

"I didn't expect you to be a model in Tokyo! Natasha." Tony said and enlarged Natasha's bikini photo on the screen.

"Natasha?" A voice that was familiar yet fearful to Tony sounded, "What's the name of that sexy lady just now?"

Tony was stunned. He slowly raised his head and saw the familiar demon mask. After a moment, he couldn't help but be shocked...

The reason for his shock was not that he saw a demon...

Tony knew that the demon had the ability to become invisible, but Tony also knew that even after the demon became invisible, it could not avoid radar scanning, so after coming into contact with the demon, he asked Jarvis to turn on the radar scanning near Stark Industries at all times.

But this time, Jarvis didn't call the police until the devil sneaked into his research and development room...

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