The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Standing on the roof of Stark Tower, Stark looked at the rising sun and the clouds dyed golden by its brilliance, feeling that he was so calm and so full of energy, his body and brain.

He has seen the rising sun in New York City countless times, sometimes when driving home early after a ridiculous night, a quick glance before going to bed after an all-night experiment, and the satisfaction after fighting crime.

But never once did he feel as warm and bright as he did today when he looked at the rising sun, and never once did his body and soul feel as comfortable and at ease as he did today.

Like a new life.

"Sir, I have to remind you that your body is not as healthy as you say.

According to comparison with big data, you are now in a serious sub-health state, with nearly twenty kinds of chronic diseases and other problems.

These include prostatitis, severe kidney deficiency, neurasthenia and many other diseases that will cause serious damage to your quality of life and happiness.

It is speculated that this is related to your indulgent private life and irregular and unhealthy living habits... In addition, your body lacks exercise..."

"Stop! Stop! I know!"

Stark scolded Jarvis's narration in his mind and added: "That's why I need your help, come on, Jarvis!"

"Sir, I don't have a medical license, and stimulating your body may not be the most perfect and suitable way for you even if there is a large sample for reference..."

"Forget it, Jarvis, things are made to be used, and I can't wait!"

Stark was a little nervous, but more excited.

"Yes! Human body enhancement mode, 30% power!"

Within the artificial spine, a large number of microprobes connected to nerves and muscles suddenly began to continuously generate electricity, stimulating Stark's body and performing 'Jarvis Electric Shock Therapy' on him.

The spine is not only the most important weight-bearing part of the human body, carrying the bones, but also the center for the brain to transmit signals and control the whole body.

Through the artificial spine, Jarvis temporarily replaced the body control system full of compromises with nature that took hundreds of millions of years of human evolution, and began to treat and complete Stark according to his deduction of the 'perfect human being'.

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Prostatitis - Design a new targeted antibacterial antibody for inflammatory cells; strongly stimulate the muscle groups near the gland through electric shock signals to accelerate metabolism and tissue fluid circulation; synthesize an appropriate amount of allopurinol and reduce the concentration of uric acid...<

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Neurasthenia - Appropriately increase the secretion of norepinephrine and other hormones to achieve anti-anxiety and anti-depression; regulate and stabilize the normal functions of the heart, liver, spleen and lungs, provide peace of mind and improve sleep.

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An unprecedented sense of paralysis instantly surged from Stark's spine to his whole body, causing him to fall to the ground directly holding on to the table, twitching as if having an epileptic seizure.

This is the first time that an artificial spine has surpassed the human body's protective mechanism and brain control to control Stark's body. The extensive treatment given to Stark in a short period of time caused Stark's stress-like physical discomfort.

But gradually, Stark's wailing became quieter and turned into a low and unbearable gasping sound. In the end, he couldn't help himself, and he was so ecstatic that he pulled up his clothes.

Shen Ke is gone, her mind is cheerful, all melancholy and melancholy have disappeared, leaving only the word "shuang".

Phew~~

This electrotherapy is really powerful!

Stark took a long breath, struggled to get up from the ground, frowned slightly, pulled off his remaining muddy shorts, and went directly into the bathroom to wash them.

During the cleaning process, he once again discovered the unexpected benefits of this artificial spine:

This feeling, this feeling of heat that almost explodes like a powder keg, is the feeling that an eighteen-year-old can penetrate a steel plate!

He was full of vigor and vitality when he was young, and he is almost forty years old and has experienced many battles and has rich experience... How about we invite that Ms. Ophelia out for a discussion?

Forget it, how can women engage in scientific research? Being a superhero is fun!

By the way, Peter!

Peter's belly suddenly flashed across Stark's mind, and he laughed unkindly.

"Jarvis, body enhancement has given higher priority to abdominal shaping. When I audition for the superhero show in New York next week, I hope I already have six-pack abs."

"Yes, sir."

......

"So, this is your freestyle?"

Under the lights of the New York Grand Theater, Li Hao after his transformation weakly held his chin with one hand and hammered the table hard.

He has never realized what "weirdness" is so clearly like now!

"So, Kuaizui Man, your so-called super power is that you rap very fast?

So how do you fight against all kinds of cunning gangsters and super villains with special abilities? Just rely on your words? Unfortunately, I can't give you a pass."

Li Hao couldn't wait to press the button in front of him, and turned on the red light for Xiao Hei who was wearing a black hood on the stage.

Stark also had the same vicious tongue as always: "In fact, your rap is not cool at all, just like the Thames River, smelly and long! It won't pass!"

"Yo yo yo, here is the spider's guidance."

Peter, who transformed from a sociophobic to a social terrorist when he put on a mask, completely let himself go and even improvised a rap:

"Saving the world is never easy. How can you defeat the enemy with your words? This show is the cradle of heroes, not a performance by the Masked Singer..."

Not being recognized by the three mentors, the masked Xiao Hei shed tears on the stage and cried out about the painful experience of being without a father for half a year and losing his mother when he was three years old. After that, he was signed by a music company on the spot.

Stark's villa in Manhattan.

After the day's shooting, Stark finally couldn't help complaining: "I've met almost thirty people for most of the day, and the only one I can trust is Jessica, who I had discussed before. Is that okay?"

Several heroes of the Defenders have already joined the League of Legends, and even Matt’s girlfriend Erica is listed in the league.

After all, the $80,000 I picked up for free doesn’t even need to reveal my true identity, I just need to be nicknamed a hero. Who can resist it if you’re not a billionaire?

The little spider commented pertinently while eating the burger:

"That's how it is to pay for money in Shari. The key is to increase influence. Maybe many people with super powers who don't want to be on the show will contact them privately later? After all, there must be a lot of people who don't want to show up in public."

"By the way, Peter."

Stark had a serious look on his face, as if something really big happened, and said sadly:

"You really need to control your body shape, your suit is bursting again!"

"Impossible!" Peter jumped up immediately, carefully checked the suit on his body, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said with a straight face:

"Stark, you bad bastard, liar!"

"Seriously, Peter! A hero must be braver, more determined and more self-disciplined than ordinary people!"

Following Stark's loud words, his suit quickly disintegrated, revealing Stark wearing only casual short-sleeved shorts.

Stark shrugged and proudly pushed up his short sleeves with one hand, revealing his angular six-pack abs. He looked at the circle of flesh on Peter's waist with a smile and said sternly:

"At my age and with this body, I can work out hard and develop abdominal muscles once I make up my mind. Why are you so decadent at such a young age?"

Peter suddenly felt that the burger in his hand was no longer tasty. He looked at the half of the burger left and whether he wanted to eat it or not.

Six-pack abs, a ring of fat... Six-pack abs, a ring of fat... Peter is autistic.

Stark raised his eyebrows excitedly, struck a classic Schwarzenegger pose, pointed his abs at Li Hao and said: "How about it, Li, although you also have abs, but they are not as good-looking as mine, right?" ”

Li Hao gave him a middle finger.

"You are obviously dead muscle. Tell me, is it simulated muscle or some new technology?"

Stark curled his lips, feeling a little frustrated that he could not deceive Li Hao.

But when he saw the little spider next to him who was aggrieved and angry but still couldn't vent it, his face turned red because he was suppressing it. His discomfort at being exposed instantly dissipated, leaving only happiness and satisfaction.

After teasing Peter, Stark turned his head excitedly, showed his neck machine interface and mechanical spine to Li Hao and Li Hao, and introduced their functions.

A small computer monitors and regulates physical health, and is connected to various standard mechanical structures. Li Hao from Kyushu was impressed by its various functions, and Peter was even more curious to touch around.

Feeling the cold touch in his hands, Peter recalled a familiar and nostalgic figure.

Dr. Otto... This made him feel a little depressed.

"Peter, come on! Take a look at the new suit I prepared for you."

Stark pulled the frustrated Peter, lightly snapped his fingers, and a golden-red box slowly rose from the floor in the living room.

The box is opened, and the air-conditioning fills the air. A set of tights with a metallic texture and as smooth as silk are looming. The polymer nano-fabric is printed with red and blue stripes, and there is an eye-catching big spider on the chest.

Of course, this suit also continues Stark's wealthy aesthetic: in addition to red and blue, the most filling color is gold.

"Peter, this suit can adaptively adjust according to your body shape, so you no longer have to worry about tearing the suit and exposing your belly if you move too much!"

Peter looked embarrassed and muttered something under his breath.

Stark took out the suit, handed it to Peter, and smiled slightly:

"This suit also has many functions, but I won't spoil them. You can experience it yourself after putting it on!"

"Thank you, Stark! Except for Aunt May, this is the first time someone has given me clothes. Oh my God, Mary has never given me clothes!"

Peter smiled innocently.

"As long as you like it!" Stark waved: "Let's go to my laboratory!"

"Laboratory?" Spider Spider was confused. Do you need any equipment to assist you in wearing a battle suit?

"Of course!" Stark paused and then said:

"You have to implant a nanochip and a simulated spine to better utilize the full functions of this suit! Don't worry, it won't hurt at all, just like an injection."

"This..." Peter was speechless for a moment.

He really didn't want to have multiple mechanical creations on his neck and back. Thinking of this, Peter got chills all over.

However, Stark must have put a lot of thought into this suit, so it would be too cruel to reject him like this.

As Peter said, no one gave him clothes except Aunt May.

Peter, who has no father or mother and was ostracized since childhood, grew up to become Spider-Man, but Spider-Man’s sacrifice was his uncle, respected teacher, and best friend...

Peter lacks love.

Most people who lack love will fall into a state of longing for love and affection, and a few will have psychological shadows and psychological problems as a result, but only a very small number of a very small number will choose to give their love to more people.

So Spider-Man is always innocent, always enthusiastic, and always has the greatest goodwill towards the world.

Looking at Stark's "expected" eyes, Peter couldn't say no and said dryly:

"Okay...Okay! I'm going to take a shower first and I'll come back right after."

After that, he threw the suit to Stark like a hot potato, ran away, ran into the bathroom, turned on the faucet to the maximum, and started doing his own ideological work.

Behind Stark, who was holding the suit, footsteps sounded. Li Hao stood up from the sofa and stood side by side with him, snorting dissatisfiedly:

"Won't your conscience hurt when you trick a simple boy like this?"

Stark did not turn to look at Li Hao, but kept staring at the spider pattern on the suit and whispered:

"I am such a rotten person to begin with, and it's not the first day you know it."

"And..." Stark sighed and said:

"I didn't want to hurt him in the first place. I didn't even want to do something like taking blood for research. I just wanted to study and refer to his body tissue structure. There was no loss to him."

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Li Hao had no intention of going into details and casually changed the topic:

"So, your technology of microcomputer and mechanical spine under the neck is mature? How much does it cost?"

"Cost? The Stark family never considers..." Stark paused and stopped talking about showing off his wealth.

After becoming Iron Man, he gradually grew up and realized that his high-tech and high-quality technological products were destined to be shelved while being ahead of the times, and could only become toys for himself and a few wealthy people.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the robot army under Ivan. Most of those people were disabled before... No matter what, Ivan at least gave them a sound body.

The microcomputer under the neck and the simulated spine can actually become an operating platform for prosthetics, allowing those who have lost limbs to return to a normal life... Of course, the cost must be reduced.

Will such a choice benefit mankind more than blindly pursuing products with higher technological content?

If you cut off more than 90% of the functions of the microcomputer and do not use nanomaterials; if you cut off most of the functions of the simulated spine, you can eliminate the need for various precious metals...

"Three thousand swords!" Stark said firmly:

"Without considering the cost of surgery, I can reduce the cost of this system to US$3,000, so that the middle class in need should be able to use it!

Thank you, Lee!"

Thank me?

Li Hao was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

Stark walked to the balcony of the villa and stared at the brightly lit night view of New York, looking at the busy streets even at midnight.

He suddenly turned his head, and the neon light hit the side of his face. Coupled with his excited expression and frowning, he looked a little nervous. He said:

"I want this device to enter thousands of households like a mobile phone, so that all people in need can use it to control prosthetics."

? ?Happy Dragon Boat Festival.