"Forty-six!"

"Ahh

"Forty-seven!"

"Oh!"

In the basement of the lowest floor of the villa, Tony Stark sat alone at a table, holding a syringe gun and slamming it into his arm.

"Forty-eight!"

"Oh!"

Gritting his teeth and smacking the last blow on the front of his arm, Tony Stark put down the injection gun and picked up the gauze he had bitten in his mouth to wipe the blood oozing from his arm.

"The miniature sensor is implanted!"

Tony Stark said as he wiped the blood from his arm, a look of impatience on his face.

Just then, Jarvis's voice rang out in the room.

"Sir, please give me a few hours to calibrate."

"No need!"

Tony Stark can't wait to test his new suit, calibrate it or something, and do it later.

"As you wish, sir."

Jarvis's voice rang out again.

"I also have a safety manual for you."

"I don't need that!"

Tony Stark can't even wait for the calibration of the sensor, how can he bother to read any safety manuals, with the style he has always had, of course, it is directly on!

"Alright, let's get started!"

Throwing the bloodstained gauze in his hand onto the table, Tony Stark stood up and strode toward a circular platform in the middle of the room.

"Sir, you haven't rested for seventy-two hours"

Jarvis tries to convince Tony Stark, but he ignores him.

Standing on the platform, Tony Stark turned to look at the row of Mark One, Mark Two and several other original versions of the steel suit placed in the display case on the side of the room, and said in a serious manner, just like a press conference speech.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the delivery room! It is my pleasure to announce to you that your mighty little brother is about to be born! ”

After Tony Stark finished speaking, he turned to look at the pile of scattered suit parts on the table in front of him, and the expression on his face became solemn.

"Mark Forty-Two Adaptive Active Navigation Assemble the Armor and Start the Assembly Program!"

As soon as Tony Stark finished speaking, the parts of the suit placed on the table in front of him suddenly lit up with a blue light, and seemed to be activated.

Tony Stark's face couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, and then he spoke.

"Jarvis, some music!"

With Tony Stark's command, the vinyl record player on the other table next to him was activated, and a burst of melodious music sounded, and Tony Stark squirmed along with the music for a while, which felt very good.

This time, after three all-nighters and a full seventy-two hours of closing my eyes, it was finally time to test the final results!

He spent a lot of effort on this Mark 42 suit, which is very different from the previous ones, and whether it can achieve the effect he expects depends on this test!

Tony Stark immediately stopped writhing to the music, looked at the pile of suit parts on the table a few meters in front of him, and raised his arms sharply and assumed a posture of white crane wings.

After waiting for several seconds and nothing happening, Tony Stark couldn't help but frown.

"Rubbish!"

Retracting the posture, Tony Stark slapped the sensor on his arm a few times in annoyance, and then struck a white crane with bright wings again, and this time, the parts of the suit on the table finally reacted!

In the sound of the thruster running, one of the parts slowly rose from the table, and then the main thruster kicked in, and a white flame of light erupted, and the suit part flew towards Tony Stark, just over his outstretched left hand.

Immediately, this piece quickly unfolded, deformed, and soon wrapped the entire palm of the hand to the forearm!

Immediately after, two more parts flew from the table, landed on Tony Stark's shoulders and upper arms, and immediately unfolded, and in the blink of an eye, his entire left arm was completely wrapped in armor!

Seeing this, Tony Stark raised his arms again, his right hand forward, and once again struck a pose of white crane wings, and this time, another part of the suit flew over and wrapped his right hand.

Tony Stark couldn't help but laugh happily when he saw this.

"Haha, it looks like it's fine! Come on! ”

Tony Stark raised his arms as he spoke, making a fully dressed gesture, and the parts of the suit on the table floated off the table and flew towards Tony Stark one by one.

The biggest difference between the Mark 42 created by Tony Stark this time and the previous suits is the huge change in the way of dressing!

The Mark Forty-Two is no longer a complete armor as a whole, but has been broken down into a dozen individual suit parts, each with built-in thrusters that allow it to fly through the air independently.

Tony Stark implanted forty-eight miniature sensors all over his body, and when he made some preset special movements, the sensors in his body would capture these action commands equivalent to gesture operations, and control Mark 42 to dress according to the instructions!

Even if it is a long distance, as long as he assigns his dress, no matter how far away, the Mark Forty-two suit will quickly activate and fly towards Tony Stark's location, and quickly dress in their respective positions according to the sensors!

If successful, this suit will be more flexible and faster than any of its predecessors!

But just when Tony Stark just raised his leg to catch the leg armor that flew over and finished the dress of his right leg, two more parts almost flew towards him, looking at the rapid momentum of their rush, and the violent sound of breaking the air, Tony Stark couldn't help but dodge, and an armored part passed by him, and slammed into the glass of the initial suit display case behind him, and directly embedded it!

The other armor component, Tony Stark, didn't have time to completely dodge, so he could only raise his arm to block.

"Dang!"

There was a metal crash, but the fast-flying armor part crashed into the armor of Tony Stark's arm, and flew straight out, hitting the ceiling, and breaking the lights.

"Maybe a little too fast, slow down, slow down a little bit!"

Tony Stark hurriedly ordered Jarvis, but before he finished speaking, an armor part flew towards his head, if he was hit, the end would be absolutely miserable, at least his face that he thought was handsome and compelling could not be saved, and it would be light to become a pig's head, and maybe his teeth would be knocked out!