Plug-in Players In Marvel

As a small spacecraft, the Minerva is not very large.

In Stark's underground research center converted from a vampire lair, you can find several rooms spacious enough to store it entirely.

"Let's put it over there at the dock." Stark shook his head gently and rejected Shi Xiaolei's proposal.

"Huh?" Shi Xiaolei was a little surprised: "I don't care, don't you mind the trouble? You know, there is nothing in the dock. If you plan to do research there, you will have to spend a lot of effort to move the instruments there. "

"How much trouble does it take to move? Besides, there are still girls here." Pointing to the ship girls playing on the sea, Stark said with a smile: "Well, it's mainly because I have a little heart. Itchy. That’s a spaceship. Do you think I would be satisfied just putting it in the laboratory?”

"What's the matter, are you planning to drive it for a spin in space sometime?"

"You still understand me." Stark smiled coquettishly: "When I figure out how to operate it, let's go to the moon or Mars for a trip. Hehe, it must be very exciting."

He was going to warn him, 'Be careful and don't mess around', but thinking that with Stark's intelligence, he should be able to learn the skills of piloting a spaceship very quickly and not get lost in the starry sky, Shi Xiaolei was too lazy to persuade him. He just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"……Fine."

It is said that time is like a woman's vagina, as long as you are willing, you can always squeeze some out.

These words could not be more appropriate for Stark.

No, even if it takes a lot of time and energy to analyze the eight sets of alien technologies that Shi Xiaolei brought back, even after the analysis is completed, it will still take a lot of time and energy to transform them into what can be achieved with the current technological level. After successfully integrating and utilizing the types, Stark couldn't help but squeeze some time out of his busy schedule to start research on the Minerva.

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"Tony."

"Tony??"

He shouted twice in succession, but failed to distract Stark's attention. Seeing Stark standing facing the 'screen', Pepper, who was pushing the dining cart, couldn't help but feel worried.

Luckily Stark had headphones on his ears.

"Sir, Miss Pepper is here." Seeing that Stark did not respond, Jarvis, who helped him, promptly reminded him.

"Huh?" The voice from the earphones finally interrupted Stark's thoughts and made him notice Pepper walking behind him: "Pepper, you're here."

"We'll continue later, it's time to eat." Putting on a smiling expression, Little Pepper pretended to smile briskly: "I know you are hungry for Chinese food, so Locke specially cooked some side dishes for you."

"That's great." He raised his eyebrows, took a wet wipe from the box and wiped his hands. Stark turned and walked towards the 'rest area': "Let me see what's delicious."

Mapo tofu, fried eggplant with green beans, stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, stir-fried pork slices with mushrooms...it's not that rich, just a few delicious and appetizing home-cooked dishes.

For Stark, who has become accustomed to the taste of Chinese food and has evolved to a 'daily' diet, the big fish and meat in the restaurant have lost their charm. What he likes more now is these home-cooked dishes full of a sense of life.

"Would you like a drink?" I followed Stark every day and knew all the changes that had happened to him. No, while Stark picked up the chopsticks, Pepper took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the compartment under the dining car.

"Well." There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and after thinking about it, Stark finally shook his head: "Forget it, I have to continue in the afternoon. I mean, these projects are no more difficult than usual. , I have to concentrate 100%, so let’s wait until the evening for drinks.”

"Didn't you say that drinking a little can help activate your thinking?" Although she said that, the wine bottle in Pepper's hand was put back.

"Hey." He didn't answer, just smiled.

Maybe he was a little embarrassed and wanted to relieve it, or maybe he just formed a habit. Stark stretched out his hand and handed Pepper a pair of chopsticks: "No need to show it, just eat casually. Come on, let's eat together."

"No, I've already eaten." Shaking her head, Pepper did not reach out to take the chopsticks.

We usually eat together, what's going on today?

Looking at Pepper, Stark confirmed with some confusion: "You are in the company..."

He thought he had taken some time to eat during his break from work. Until now, Stark's heart had not fluctuated much, just a little surprised.

But the next development greatly exceeded his expectations.

"Well." Just as he was about to answer Stark, suddenly, a feeling of nausea and vomiting came over him. Pepper subconsciously raised her right hand and covered her mouth: "Ugh."

Although the movement is not big, the reaction is not strong either. But as a professional elite, Pepper's image has always been dignified... Okay, maybe she bursts into tears because she is worried about Stark, but it is undeniable that she rarely reveals her discomfort because of her own discomfort. Such a gaffeful reaction.

"...Pepper, what's wrong with you?" He knew something was wrong at a glance. Stark quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and came to Pepper: "What's wrong with you? Is it something you ate before..."

Feeling Stark's heartfelt concern, Pepper's heart felt warm. However, because Stark couldn't control the strength of his hand in his anxiety, Pepper couldn't help but shake the upper arm that was grabbed by him: "Tony, you scratched me."

"Uh, oh oh oh."

He quickly let go of his paws and replaced his grasp with a hug. Stark still had a worried expression on his face: "Pepper, sit down quickly. Just wait a moment, I'll check you out right now."

After pressing Pepper on the chair, Stark immediately raised his head: "Jarvis, put my..."

"No." At this moment, Pepper raised his hand and grabbed Stark's arm, interrupting his order to Jarvis: "Tony, calm down. I'm fine, just a little nauseous. "

"you sure?"

"Well, really..." Before he could finish his words, another wave of nausea came over him.

Unconsciously, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, and Pepper made a sound of retching again: "Ugh."

"...Jarvis, send me the 'medical package'." The heart that had just slipped a little was raised again. Not daring to hesitate at all, Stark gave the order very seriously.

"Yes, sir. The medical kit is on its way and should arrive in a minute and a half."

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