The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

A great person once said.

The evil we sow with our own hands will one day take root and sprout.

Who said this and what it means are not important now, at least both of us feel deeply about it.

I am Tony Stark, the greatest inventor of this century, or a playboy, and a reformed prodigal, a capitalist who holds the key to a new era. Of course, people prefer to call them other than these titles.

I am - Iron Man.

But from that day on, the normal life I had before seemed to be gradually moving away from me.

Let me introduce myself again, my name is Tony Stark, a... Grim Reaper.

No, not the skeleton monster in a black cloak and holding a scythe like in the movie, but a human with extraordinary power.

This may seem unbelievable to you, but it is what keeps me awake at night and even makes me scared.

During the Battle of New York, I saw with my own eyes the ultimate power of the Shinigami, the captains of the Gotei 13th Division.

The destructive power displayed by these people is simply unbelievable. Although I am not a devout believer, I can swear to God that if these captain-level gods of death are willing, they can wipe New York City off the map of the United States at will!

And this... is the source of my fear!

I am not a regular god of death, but was forcibly transformed into the form of a god of death by some evil guy. This means that I am a stowaway. Once discovered, I will be arrested and sentenced to death.

So the question is, how should I deal with these problems?

I tried to invent the God-killing armor and the Atlas support system, but I discovered from the alien invasion battle in New York that these external equipment improvements were limited and could not be perfectly integrated with spiritual power.

Maybe I should try Lorde's suggestion and look at it from an idealistic perspective.

Wait... Jarvis, tell this guy to stop shaking the camera!

Oh, Fake, you idiot, you didn’t even take a picture of me, who told you to move?!

...

In front of the camera held by the robotic arm, Tony looked furious.

He worked hard to record a long section, but found that there was only sound, and he wanted to dismantle the robotic arm on the spot.

"Jarvis, remember to remind me next time to throw this idiot robot arm out when recording." Tony pulled off the recorder, waited aside, and sat on the laboratory sofa angrily.

"It has been recorded in the system log. Replace the robotic arm intelligent control system." Jarvis said seriously.

"No, I regret it. Don't remember such useless things. You can do it next time." Tony's mind became faster than that of a woman. After thinking about it, he thought it would be better to keep it, and he picked up a cup of hot air.

Teng Teng Coffee: "That's it for today's recording. I don't want to take a second shot."

"No problem, sir." Jarvis added, "Colonel Roddy is here and is in the hall. He said he has something very important to see you."

"Why did he come to me if he doesn't want to be his own patriot?" Although Tony was confused, he still put down the coffee in his hand and said, "Let him wait for a while while I change my clothes."

After a while, Tony changed into a dark blue striped T-shirt and took the elevator to the living room.

"Long time no see, Tony." Rody stepped forward and hugged Tony, patted him hard, and said with a smile: "I mean you are in good spirits, you feel much better than before."

"Okay, okay, I don't like hugging a man." Tony pushed Roddy away with a look of disgust, then walked to the wine cabinet, reached out and took down a bottle of whiskey with exquisite packaging, which looked very valuable at first glance.

"No, no, no, I'm here on business today, so I can't drink." Rody swallowed and hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

"Actually, I didn't plan to share this bottle of wine with you." Tony glanced at him in surprise and shook the bottle in his hand: "This is the 1962 Macallan. I spent a lot of effort to get it from

Bought it from a guy."

Gudong...

Roddy swallowed louder, and when he heard it was a 1962 Macallan, the alcohol bug in his stomach was aroused.

But after all, Tony poured a glass for Roddy, placed it in front of him, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs comfortably, took a sip of wine and said: "A busy man like you comes here.

I, I guess something must have happened, and it’s not a small one, right?”

When it came to business, Rody straightened his back and said solemnly: "Tony, do you know about the Ten Rings Gang and the recent bombings?"

"Jarvis!" Tony shouted.

News about the Ten Commandments Gang and the recent bombings appeared in front of him in the form of a projection.

It turns out that there is an al-Qaeda organization called the "Ten Commandments Gang" recently, which has caused a series of violent terrorist actions under the planning of the Mandarin. For example, the three recent bombings have attacked U.S. military bases, embassies and many other places.

place.

"Well, I understand now." Tony took a sip of wine and raised his eyebrows to signal Roddy to continue.

"..." The corner of Rody's mouth twitched, but fortunately he was used to his friend's nervousness. After sorting out his thoughts, he said: "What I'm going to say below is all confidential. Remember not to spread it outside, Tony.

.”

"Yeah..." Tony agreed vaguely, but in fact he didn't believe it in his heart.

"Actually, there were nine explosions in total, but the public only knows about three of them." Rody took a deep breath and continued: "The key to the problem is that we did not find an explosive device at the crime scene, nor did we find any

Any traces of bomb remnants.”

"So, what then?"

Tony shook the cup, and the ice cubes hit the wall of the cup, making a crisp sound.

"Do we want to ask for your help, Tony?" Roddy said directly without concealing his purpose: "You have high-tech armor and many unknown technologies. Maybe you can investigate the truth about the explosion."

"It sounds good, but... it's a pity." Tony put down the cup, curled his lips, looked at Roddy and said: "I've been busy recently, so you can find someone else to do this job, such as A.D.

It’s a good game, aren’t they the best at doing this kind of thing?”

"...Tony, I'm not kidding you." Roddy became a little anxious and said seriously: "Since New York was invaded by aliens, the credibility of the United States has continued to decline. We can't let things continue to develop.

Otherwise, it will seriously damage the national confidence."

"Yes, yes... I know, world war, world destruction and so on." Tony spread his hands helplessly and said: "But I am really busy now, I can't spare the time and I don't have the inclination to care about this.

It’s a waste of time, so you’d better find someone else to do it.”

After that, Tony stood up and left.

"Wait, Tony!"

Roddy didn't expect this scene at all and grabbed Tony: "You can't ignore this matter. If SHIELD intervenes, the president will probably step down. Don't forget that Pierce is one of the contenders for the next president."

one."

"Tell you the truth, Roddy."

Tony's rare expression was very serious. He sighed heavily and said, "I'm really busy now. I have to solve the matters at hand. I don't have time to care about a terrorist organization, let alone who will be the next president."

Rody was stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a serious Tony before and subconsciously lowered his hand.

"No, Tony, you have to take care of this."

At this moment, a red-haired beauty walked out of the elevator. Her curvy figure attracted two men to scan her.

"Natasha...can you tell me how you got in?" Tony said through gritted teeth as a cross vein appeared on the corner of his eyebrows.

"It's not important."

Natasha lifted a strand of hair and tucked it behind Jingying's ears, and her fingertips smoothly moved across the tablet: "The important thing is that you have to look at this now, Tony."