Now all the system programs of the Mark 2 suit have failed due to the influence of low temperatures, and they have fallen into a state of complete shutdown.

Jarvis is just an AI that exists in the world of electronic data, and without the device running, it can no longer access the control program of the Mark 2 suit.

To put it bluntly, Jarvis, whose host is still in the underground garage, can't receive any instructions from Stark at this time.

Hmmm-

Coupled with the weight of Mark's No. 2 suit, Stark, who weighed more than 400 pounds, fell at a rapid rate.

Soon it will be more than 100 meters per second!

"Jarvis, hurry up, you get out of here, we need to find a way to get the ice off." Seeing that he was less than 3,000 meters above the ground, Stark shouted for Jarvis again.

But Jarvis seemed to disappear, and there was still no response.

Seeing this, Stark realized the severity of the airframe's failure, and could only start to find a way to save himself, relying on manual forced activation of the flight ailerons.

"Bang!"

Struggling to control the falling, Stark slammed his right hand the outside of his right leg.

The right hand of the metal structure struck so hard that the ice shattered at the point of the blow, revealing a horizontal fan switch inside.

Stark grabbed the switch with his rigidity and twisted it 180 degrees.

Swish!

The two large pieces of armor on the left and right on the back suddenly popped out violently.

It looks like a pair of small wings!

The opening of the ailerons used for emergency steering maneuvers not only stabilized Stark's falling body, but also broke a gap in the overall icy body.

Under the agitation of the strongest wind pressure, the air flow was like a knife, quickly pouring into the gap, and the ice on the machine was lifted off the surface of the Mark suit piece by piece.

Airplanes~

The faint sound of electricity sounded, and the light of Mark No. 2 in his eyes was extinguished, and a blue-white light appeared again.

The head-mounted display began to show, and various data appeared in sync with Stark's eyes again.

"Start the emergency plan, activate the ignition system, and recalculate the data ......"

There was no need for Stark to give orders, and Jarvis, who wirelessly connected to the Mark 2 suit system again, immediately issued a series of instructions.

At a distance of less than 50 meters from the sea!

"Poof—"

The propulsion system was restarted, and under the control of the emergency plan for the automatic operation of the suit, Stark drew an arc of more than 90 degrees at a height of less than ten meters from the sea surface, and took off again against the sea surface.

"yes, oh, hahaha......" Stark, who escaped death, couldn't help but laugh and shout under the stimulation of this life and death moment that was thousands of times more exciting than a roller coaster.

2 minutes later!

"Bang~"

Stark, who was partially damaged in his suit, smashed through the ceiling of the underground garage and smashed on the roof of an Audi sports car.

"Chirp, tick, tick, woo......"

The sirens of various vehicles and security systems resounded throughout the underground garage.

"Poof—"

The dedicated artificial intelligence Friday ran over in a hurry, and the white fire spray shop was sprayed at Stark.

"Enough, enough, Friday!"

The torture wind pulled Comrade Friday, who was spraying vigorously, and walked over with tears and laughter, and picked up Stark, who had fallen into a mess, from the roof of the car.

"Hey, man, there's something special about the way you're coming back!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Hearing Xingfeng's ridicule, Stark coughed a few times in embarrassment as a cover-up, took off his mask and said, "A little mistake, overall, it feels pretty good." ”

Stimulated by excessive adrenaline secretion, the human body and emotions will become extremely excited, not to mention a fall protected by the Mark suit, even if Stark is a little heavier, he will not feel pain.

"It's okay, it's just that this ceiling is going to be renovated." Insen walked over and helped Stark up from underground.

At this moment, there was a sound of messy footsteps in high-heeled shoes, approaching quickly from upstairs.

"Oh my God, Tony, you ......" Miss Persia trotted all the way to Stark, complaining and worried, and for a moment seemed helpless.

"Stark, it's not too early, that's the end of today's test, we'll handle it here, you and Miss Potts go outside to rest first."

Seeing that Stark was so embarrassed, Xingfeng happened to have his female assistant also come over, so he first asked him to come back to his senses first, and he and Insen's were responsible for cleaning up the underground garage that had become chaotic.

The extreme test of the Mark 2 suit ended with a fruitful and slightly embarrassing finish.

The next morning!

Miss Potts was surprisingly absent from the breakfast table, and Stark had a spring on his face.

Xingfeng and Insen guessed what was going on, looked at Stark tacitly and smiled, and returned to the underground garage after breakfast.

Mark III is officially launched!

"If you travel more than 10,000 meters, you lose contact on the ground, Stark, I think that needs to be enhanced." The three of them were standing or sitting on the No. 1 workbench, and Xing Feng first made a suggestion.

"Well, installing an anti-jamming signal enhancement device should solve this problem."

Stark, an expert in this area, quickly came up with a solution, and continued: "Jarvis, you remember, the main sensor is a bit out of order at 10,000 meters, and there is a problem with the increase in the shell, which may be the cause of icing. ”

"Sir, you're very observant, and if you still want to fly in space, you need to further improve the exhaust valve system, replace the metal material of the surface structure, and improve the booster ......system," Jarvis suggested several improvements throughout the year.

"You help me contact the Sith Company to customize a metal for the re-modified structure, I need to use the gold-titanium alloy of the Angel Tactical Satellite to ensure the power-to-weight ratio, you can enhance the strength of the fuselage, and you can do the rest yourself."

"Okay, sir, I'll get you in touch." Jarvis replied.

The R&D progress has reached this point, and Xingfeng knows that all the subsequent improvement manufacturing processes basically no longer need to be carried out manually.

So he asked Stark: "After last night's extreme test, all the data has been recorded and put into storage, can you show us the renderings of the newly designed Mark 3 suit?" ”

"I guess it's going to be good!" Stark smiled confidently, "Jarvis, project the renderings onto the modeling table." ”

"Yes, sir."

Stark's personal data center has always been in charge of Jarvis, and it is not difficult to temporarily simulate the renderings of Mark 3 according to the data information that has been perfected.