After a day and a night, Stark finally finished building the Mark 2.

Stark drained his cup of coffee, walked over to the automatron, put his hat on, and stuffed his hair in it, before he put his feet in his metal boots and spread his arms.

The assembly started on its own with this action, and the manipulator automatically attached the silver armor parts to assemble from the inside out, the bolts rotated, the buckles tightened, and the pleasing automated assembly process ended quickly, and a silver humanoid armor appeared shiningly.

"Jarvis, are you there?" Stark asked.

"Always available, sir."

"Turn on the head-mounted display."

On the helmet, the blue light of the eyes lit up, and inside the helmet, the holograms in front of Stark's eyes unfolded layer by layer.

"Load your home environment."

"No problem, sir."

Stark's vision of everything in the underground workshop was scanned, and all kinds of data and data were displayed in detail, such as the composition of the paint on the exterior of the sports car, such as the height of the room, everything at a glance.

Stark smiled with satisfaction, his heart excited.

"It's uploaded, you're all set."

"Start the virtual walk."

"Loading your walking habits, measuring the virtual environment, sir."

"Loaded."

Stark's mouth hooked, "Turn off the power, check the weather and air traffic control, and listen to the ground control information." ”

"Sir, a lot of calculations are needed before the actual flight." Jarvis reminded.

"No, don't forget that I'm a mechanical genius, and I don't need to think about that in the armor I build." Stark smiled confidently. "Have you found out the identity of the dragonman?"

"It's a pity sir, the dragonmen were very cautious and didn't leave any clues that could confirm their identity."

"It's a pity, I still want to compete with him. By the way, what is the limit of my strength now, can I lift a passenger plane. Stark's tone was a little urgent and expectant.

"Sir, the maximum gravity you can withstand while wearing a battle armor is about 245,000 Newtons, and you can lift a 25-ton truck, but the passenger plane that the Dragonman can lift weighs 75 tons."

There was a moment of silence in the armor.

"Jarvis, I want to donate you to the university." Stark said depressedly.

"Wherever the internet is available, Jarvis can continue to be there for you."

Stark:......

"Start flight tests." Stark muttered, and the armor rose into the air.

Plasma fire erupts from his hands and feet, providing a powerful impetus that offsets the weight of several tons of heavy armor. Stark leaned forward and flew out of the lane.

Sou!

Stark burst out of the mansion and into the bright night sky of Los Angeles and began to fly freely.

Moments later, Stark returned to the basement of the mansion after testing his maximum flight altitude and sat down in front of his computer. "For the record, the main sensor failed above 40,000 feet, and there was also a problem with the pressurization system, probably due to ice at high altitudes."

Stark took a sip of an unknown drink and continued, "Contact the Sith Corporation to purchase the gold-titanium alloy shell used by the Seraphic Satellite and equip it with the Mark 3, which should not only ensure the power-to-weight ratio but also enhance the strength of the fuselage." ”

"Got it, sir, do you need to take a look at the renderings?" Jarvis asked.

"Let me see."

After a few moments, the renderings are rendered. "It's too yellow, keep it low."

Stark looked at the gold-titanium armor and was a little dissatisfied.

"Do you need to mimic the armor of the dragonmen?" Jarvis began to prick his heart again.

Stark:......

Thinking about the armor that the Draconian wore when he rescued him twice, Stark thought for a moment and removed the color scheme from his mind.

The dignified Tony Stark is not a follower of the dragon man, so why should he learn his aesthetics?

"I heard that golden is the color of the Chinese emperor, so I'm going to use this and start automatic assembly." Stark kicked his foot on the ground, and the chair slid him to the side.

Stark walked over to the bed and lay down with a thud, and in a moment he fell asleep......

Stark is woken up by Derpy with a dozen consecutive hits.

The sleepy-eyed Stark yawned, looked at Derpy on the side and couldn't help but pat it, "I'll donate you to the university tomorrow." ”

"Jarvis, the armor is assembled, right? Otherwise, I'd really donate Derpy. Stark took a sip of his drink to refresh himself.

"Sir, the armor is assembled, do you want to try it now?"

"Of course!" Stark took off his clothes three times and divided them by two, revealing a special bodysuit, put on his hat and stuffed his hair into it, and then walked to the armor clothing area.

The metal floor opened and folded automatically, revealing golden armor boots, and Stark stepped into them with both feet, and the armor began to dress. A cooler dress show than the Mark 2 was staged, and in less than three minutes, the intricate armor lining and shell were all assembled seamlessly.

Stark moved his body, and the corners of his mouth curled.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! The applause came suddenly, and the situation in the dead of night was in this empty basement, which was particularly terrifying.

Stark turned his head and was relieved to see that it was Obadiah, but then he sensed something was wrong.

Even if Obadiah had a password, he couldn't have entered the basement quietly!

How the hell did he come about?

Obadiah walked up to Stark with a smile and looked at it, "Good armor, but the color is too yellow, a bit high-profile." ”

Stark instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Obadiah sat across from Stark and hooked his hand.

Stark was stunned for a moment, then walked over.

What are you afraid of when you have a Warframe?

"Tony, well, your name is Tony, right, I'm Evil Fire." Obadiah smiled, "With this body, I have to kill you, so...... How about some decent resistance? ”

"Didn't understand?" "Obadiah" looked at Stark's bewildered look and sighed and got up.

"Foolish human, let me show you the true face of my fire."

"Obadiah" smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the black qi around his body flashed, turning into his own appearance.

Dressed in black, with sharp blade-like spikes on his elbows and waist, and scarlet eyes that seem to go straight to the soul, Stark is covered in a chill!

"You ......"

"Sir, a high-energy reaction has been detected, and this creature doesn't seem to be terrestrial."

"It seems!?"

"Yes, I can't say for sure, this creature ...... Very special, very dangerous, you must be careful. ”

Stark looked at the fire and said to himself that what Jarvis said was nonsense.

Even without warning, this humanoid creature made him feel creepy!

What the hell is this guy?

After a brief moment of shock and doubt, Stark regained his confidence.

Now he is wearing Mark 3! Just take this guy to a real combat function test!

"If you want a decent resistance, then take it!" Stark replied, and plasma flames erupted from under his feet and behind him, and his heavy steel body slammed into the flames.

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