The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The weather in New York is getting colder, and the morning mist clings to the glass of the windows, leaving a layer of hazy whiteness, which halos the street lamps that have just been turned on into a circle of dim yellow light and shadow.

Schiller was sitting at the desk in Stark's laboratory with a cup of coffee. Stark came over with a large pile of data and said, "You have to remodel joint 5 and do it with joint 13." A control group experiment, and the data of No. 7's arm armor is also problematic, I will readjust it later..."

Schiller said, "Can't you take a break? Aren't you tired?"

While sorting out the data on the table, Stark said, "You have asked me this question at least 20 times in one night. You started asking me at 7 o'clock last night and continued until 7 o'clock this morning."

"That's because you have been dragging me to do experiments since 7 o'clock last night, and I didn't even have time to have a cup of coffee."

"Then what are you doing now? It's been 3 minutes, have you finished your drink? We still have two groups of experiments to do, and we have to finish it before 8 o'clock today."

Schiller fell headfirst on the table.

Holding two documents, Peter came out from behind the glass door of the laboratory, he said: "Mr. Stark, there seems to be something wrong with the external support of the No. 5 leg bone. In the third data that Jarvis just gave me , the skeletal support structure seems to have a tendency to be unstable, and the bracket is also at risk of shattering, although Jarvis suggested that we change the material, but if the keel is too hard, the flexibility and flexibility will be weakened..."

Stark took the information from Peter, he looked at it and said, "It's not a big problem."

He held out his hand to show Peter the blueprint. "We'll add a cushioning system to this joint later, and then move it down two centimeters..."

Peter touched his chin with his hand and thought, Stark stepped forward and pulled Schiller up, he said: "Usually it only takes 3 seconds for you to drink a cup of espresso, but now you have been drinking for almost 5 minutes, get up and work quickly. "

"My magical abilities need to be restored..."

"I remember who said that that is a low-end operation?"

Schiller covered his eyes, and he said, "Can you get a complete set of mecha, and then I will cast a spell on it, and then you can use it directly, why do you have to disassemble it into parts? Parts for experiments?"

Stark said rather speechlessly: "Why do I sometimes think you understand these things very well, but sometimes I think you are a mechanical idiot."

He spread the design drawing on the table, then pointed to the pattern on it and said: "See? When you use magic to help me solve the problem of shrinking and expanding the Mark 4, I can focus on the design. In terms of performance and functionality, but once I improve the performance and functionality of a certain part, I have to retest whether it can be scaled down and expanded, or whether the expanded functionality is the same as I expected.”

"So I had to do a lot of modular experimentation to test whether a feature would do what I expected it to do when scaled down and expanded individually."

"So was there a part that wasn't working for you?" Schiller asked.

"What if it's next?" Stark said.

This group of damn rigorous science students, Schiller fell headlong on the table again.

Peter said: "I agree with what Mr. Stark said, the manufacture of this kind of mecha is not a joke, once you fly to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, and a certain part fails, it will be too dangerous. "

"More than that." Stark said while sorting out the design drawings: "The effect of low power operation is different from that of high power or even overclocking. Performance."

Then Stark took Schiller's arm and pulled him to the edge of the laboratory table. Peter handed over a part, and Schiller disassembled and reassembled it. Then Stark took it for testing, and Peter handed over another part. Schiller then disassembled and reassembled them before taking them to the test.

Peter and Stark were experimenting, but Schiller felt like he was screwing a light bulb on an assembly line.

The symbiote kept repeating in his mind: "The heads of both of them are so delicious, really delicious, I really want to eat it, can I eat one of them? Just eat one, and then the other next meal, I I want to eat that blue-eyed one first..."

Schiller found that the symbiont seemed to be able to detect people's brain waves. When a person's brain started to run rapidly, he would detect a pheromone released in their brain. It smells better.

Unfortunately, for super geniuses like Peter and Stark, their brains are like a piece of walking super invincible fried chicken to the symbiont, which cannot be rejected at all.

Somehow, the symbiote also learned to play the sound of slobbering repeatedly in Schiller's head, making him hungry.

Schiller turned on the last light bulb he offered and said, "Let's go get something to eat, aren't you hungry?"

Stark threw him two compressed biscuits and said, "Thanks to the new S.H.I.E.L.D. gadget, I can work 40 hours straight now."

Schiller took a deep breath and said, "Then aren't you sleepy? And you, Peter, you haven't slept for almost two days, right?"

"The reason why I brought this kid here is that he has much more energy than others."

Peter also shrugged and said: "Since I gained the ability, I only need to sleep for a short time to maintain my energy. I just slept in the lounge for 15 minutes, and I feel pretty good now."

"It's better to say, you are a mage, why do you feel sleepy? Don't you have any refreshing magic?"

Schiller doesn't actually feel physically sleepy. With the symbiont, he can even stop eating, drinking and sleeping, but anyone who turns on the light bulb for more than 20 hours here will also feel mentally sleepy.

Schiller actually didn't understand the design of their armor at all, but whenever Stark came out from behind the glass door and excitedly showed his new ideas, Schiller would play the cheerleader to applaud him, if he didn't Doing so, Stark would then dash through the glass door, and come out with a new idea after a series of tinkling explosions.

Stark said: "How can you be so indifferent to such a great cause? This is a milestone in the history of human science! Maybe it is also magical! For the first time, we have combined the products of human technology with a new magical power. Together, don't you expect what they will produce?"

"I'm more concerned about another question." Schiller said: "Are you going to call this series of armors Mark? I think it should have a new name."

"New name? What do you think of the S series? Your first name and my initials."

"Peter will be heartbroken and he was involved in making it."

Stark scratched his head, Peter said: "I don't care about it, but compared to the name, I think the new armor should have a cooler appearance, which is completely different from the Mark series."

"I think you could do it in blue," Schiller said, "to go with the magic and to differentiate it from your Mark collection."

"So let's be quick, as soon as we get all the parts tested, we can start assembling it, and then soon we'll be able to paint him a nice color, I think blue and silver would be perfect good."

"Also." Stark looked at Schiller and said, "I think this mecha should have a little magic attack capability."

"But I'm sorry, the magic I learned has no offensive ability." Schiller said.

"What about the weightlessness technique? I think it would be nice to be able to levitate objects."

"You can think about magnetism." Schiller betrayed Magneto without any psychological burden. He said, "Maybe magnetism is stronger than you think."

When Natasha came over, the three of them hadn't slept for more than 50 hours. Schiller and Peter looked normal because of their superpowers, but Stark had a huge panda eye, Natasha said: "We are almost going to send you a missing person notice. You disappeared for almost three days."

"But we had a great result!" Stark said.

Immediately afterwards, Natasha saw Stark take out a cigarette, and the female agent smiled and said, "It seems that you are still so confused, since I joined S.H.I.E.L.D., I haven't smoked."

"You only think about keeping in good health now, isn't it a bit late?" Schiller asked her.

"Health preservation? I'm not here for health preservation! Which Russians have you seen to maintain health? The damn smoke alarm in the S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Hey, look here! What are you talking about? Look at me, look at my results!" Stark said.

He threw the cigarette up, and in an instant, a pair of silver and dark blue mechs appeared on his body.

The shape of this mech is indeed slightly different from that of the Mark series. It looks thinner, smoother, and fits Stark's body better, and he will not emit any mechanical mechs from other mechs during the process of arming and activities. The sound is not so much a mech as a set of tights with a unique shape.

Schiller stood up and said, "Originally you were 10 centimeters taller than me in the mecha, but now you are only 3 centimeters taller."

"Is this the point?!"

"Of course, because you don't wear a mecha and are one centimeter shorter than me."

"It's two centimeters short, sir," said Peter. "You'll have to subtract the shoes."

Stark took a deep breath, he jumped lightly, and the battle armor floated in the air, without such a big movement, Stark said: "Thank you for giving me inspiration, I also think the jet power is a bit cheap, However, this magnetic levitation system is still a little immature, and I still need to improve it.”

Schiller hurriedly asked Natasha: "Is there something Nick Fury wants from me? I can go over and issue him another invoice, no matter how big it is."

Natasha said: "Well, there is something, it seems to have something to do with the group of ninjas that the captain and Peter dealt with before."

"So you're here for Peter, that Schiller..." Stark said,

"No, no, no, I received a lot of money from S.H.I.E.L.D., and I think it is necessary to give them all a basic psychological and emotional test. You know, this is very important for some field agents to prevent them from going crazy due to anxiety."

"No charge this time?"

"certainly!"