A soft singing voice can heal the soul, a fragrant wine can heal tiredness, and a friend who hasn't seen you for a long time can soothe the nerves, but often when these three are combined, the effect is not as good as we think...

"Whew"

Cyber frowned and swallowed the wine in the glass, he felt the cold liquid in his mouth, swallowed it with difficulty, and finally breathed a deep sigh of relief, leaned back in a very futuristic chair, reached out and picked up the wine bottle on the table, and looked at it in front of his eyes,

"Is this really worth $100? Why do I think it tastes weird? {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}"

Tony Stark, who was busy, glanced at him, took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, put special lab gloves on his hands, and placed the dark red helmet that Cyber had brought on the lab bench in front of him.

"That's what you need, it's not like you swallow it in one gulp, and the way you drink it, vodka is the best for you. ”

Tony's hands circled around his helmet, and a very delicate blue-lit diagram appeared above the test bench, seemingly ordinary as his fingers swung up and down.

"This thing looks ordinary, there's no technology in it at all, Jarvis, 100x magnification!"

Tony said casually, and Cyber paused for a moment, then looked left and right, "Who are you talking to?"

"Jarvis, electronic butler, lab assistant..."

The billionaire turned his head to look at him, looking at the bewildered expression on Cyber's face, he rubbed his forehead with a helpless expression, "Artificial intelligence, genius..."

As he spoke, the internal structure of the helmet in front of the two people was quickly enlarged, and Cyber couldn't help but get up from the chair, and Tony supported the edge of the test bench with both hands, and curiously flipped the large model.

"Tsk, 7 layers of erection, 7 different metals, even with the outermost coating is weird, it seems that this thing is really different!"

Tony was amazed, he took the cold helmet in his hand, looked at it over and over, his eyes were full of a special joy, as a real rich man, he had always been interested in these strange things, he tried to buckle the helmet on the top of his head, walked around a few times, took it off and put it in his hand,

"It's close to a full-coverage defense, and it weighs much more than a normal helmet, and it must be painful for someone to carry this thing for a long time. ”

The playboy had a sneering smile on his face, "Perfect design idea, bad design product, this must be done by a layman, but it should be very effective." ”

Cyber was not interested in these theories at all, he was only concerned with one thing,

"Hey, man, can you reproduce it?"

"Are you kidding?"

Tony Stark glanced at Cyber with disdain and tossed the helmet aside, "You're humiliating me, aren't you? ”

He spread his hands out, like a fanatical research maniac,

"Thinner, more stable, better feel, add something else... Make a better look... Like, yes, your mask..."

Tony snapped his fingers, "You can incorporate this idea into that mask of yours and turn it into a generator with some kind of shielding force field, just need to protect the head, up to a headband, or simply design it as a full-coverage helmet! ”

Seeing that Tony was about to fall into a research frenzy, Cyber had to reach out and interrupt him,

"Hey, hey, man, calm down, this thing is here, you can study it at any time, I don't have time for you to be a test subject here lately... I'm going to go out, and if nothing else, I'll be back in New York or Gotham when you come up with some results. ”

Tony Stark's frenzied train of thought was interrupted, but he didn't get too angry, but walked to the table, reached out and poured himself a glass of wine, sniffed it gently, then pursed it with his lips, and he hit a box, and the TV screen opposite the two men lit up, and the picture was full of confrontations between New York marchers and sporadic mutants.

Journalists are never afraid of making a big fuss, so the images they shoot are always direct and violent.

"Look at this messy world, I heard that it was a guy named Magneto who blew up the EMP? and fought with you at the Statue of Liberty for one night, and it is said that 7 blocks around the battlefield were completely destroyed, hundreds of people were killed and wounded, and look at the whole of New York now. ”

Tony held his wine glass, leaned against the table on the side, and said with a strange expression,

"I was a young man and I had contact with mutants, and I thought they were pitiful and lonely, and now it looks like I should have thanked them for not killing..."

He picked up his glass again, took a sip of the amber liquid, and he looked at Cyber,

"How can mutants be such dangerous guys? can a city be paralyzed by one person? What is the origin of that mutant brotherhood, it looks like a gang of violent people. ”

"A mutant as strong as Eric, you probably won't find a third one in the world. ”

Cyber scratched his head, "I don't know much, a lot of information about mutants is blocked by S.H.I.E.L.D., as for the mutant brotherhood, I don't want to say much about their philosophy, but the style of acting is too hateful..."

He lit a cigarette and sat in his chair in a limp posture, his eyes fixed on the gentle light above his head.

"A few hours ago, I was supposed to be a moderate, specifically against these radicals, our leader is a dimly lit old man who can fight Eric, a big bald, wheelchair-sensitive, hard-nosed character who can preach and can replace your mind with a six-year-old girl with just one look..."

Cyber winked his eyes at Tony maliciously, "Maybe I'll ask Pepper to help you braid your hair..."

Tony looked at him suspiciously, and he showed a youthful eagerness and interest in these secrets that belonged to the exterior of the world, but he was a smart man after all, and he quickly tasted the meaning of Cyber's words,

"And now, you've fallen out with them?"

Tony drank the rest of the wine little by little, took out a box of delicate cigars from the drawer with his backhand, tossed it to Cyber, and whispered, "I smell the story from you, come, tell me." ”

Seber glanced at him, and took a minute to explain what had happened, and finally he re-lit a cigar, leaned back in his chair, and said in the smoke,

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just a different idea... I don't think I'm very suitable for this kind of world-saving thing, this kind of attempt is enough for once, I think I'm more suitable for being alone, being alone, going wherever I want, doing whatever I want. ”

There was a rare trace of tiredness in his eyes, and a hint of determination,

"If you have too much contact with those who have ideals and beliefs, it is easy to turn yourself into that hot-blooded look, I don't discriminate against them, but someone is destined to be a hero, there will always be someone who must be obscure, too much restraint, I don't like it... How nice it is to go straight. ”

"But don't you notice that you are also concerned now?"

Tony, as a bystander, rationally helped Cyber analyze,

"The noisy children you brought... I remember the last time Hogan told me that there was only one girl next to you, and that was your sister, right, but look at you now, wow, a bunch of kids are following you, and if it weren't for me knowing who you are, I would have almost thought you had changed careers to become a teen counselor..."

"You've changed, Cyber, admit it, you're not the same as you used to be! If we don't consider your age, we might call it "growing pains"?"

Tony reached out and took two apples from the plate next to him, tossed one to Cyber, picked up his own one and nibbled on it, "You're becoming more like a normal person... The cold dissipates a lot, uh, except for the weird red glow in your eyes, of course... Seriously, don't you need a full body check-up?"

Tony's words were speechless, he didn't even know how to refute, but he had to admit that maybe Tony was right, he had never encountered this kind of problem before, which made him a little at a loss for a while, not knowing how to deal with this change, and finally, he raised his head and looked at Tony with a hint of help,

"That's... So what do I do?"

Tony looked at him, at the perhaps murderous fellow, at the bewilderment in Cyber's eyes, he shrugged his shoulders and took a bite of the apple,

"Well, when my parents died, I locked myself in my room for three whole days, but not because of grief..."

The playboy spread his hands, "I know I should be sad, I should feel pain like a normal person, but... No, you know, I grew up having a bad relationship with my parents, I just felt like I was clogged, I always felt like I had lost something important, but I didn't have sadness... Not a single bit. ”

Tony turned his head and looked at the basement wall, where hung an abstract painting, clumsy like a child's graffiti,

"My grief is years late, and when I think of them recently, I realize that their impression in my mind has never been blurred, which is probably sadness, but life always changes..."

The playboy turned his head and saw Cyber looking at him with a confused expression, and the latter scratched his head and said suspiciously,

"I don't think I should interrupt you, but... What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Hell!"

Tony scratched his hair hard, "What I want to say is, what does the change in your life have to do with you? You can do what you have to do! If a change changes your personality, how miserable did you have to live in the first 20 years of your life?"

After a few minutes, Cyber shrugged,

"You're right, it's not going to be of much use to me, but thank you, Tony... Okay, I'm leaving, send them back to Gotham first, and... A trip. ”

"Where are you going?" If it were me, I could recommend you a few places to relax!"

Tony was excited to speak, but was interrupted by a look from Cyber, the guy got up from his chair, moved his arms, and reached for the alloy knife that was set aside,

"I appreciate your kindness, but the destination has already been chosen... Western Desert, I'm going there to meet someone. ”

On the other side, on the 17th floor of the delta wing building, the newly repaired circuit is not very stable, and the flickering voltage makes the atmosphere of the whole office strange.

Nick Fury sat behind his desk, Coulson sat in front of him, Lv8 still had abrasions in the corners of his eyes, and his face was covered in bruises, looking miserable.

"What are you looking for from me, Coulson?"

Fury glanced at his right-hand man as he flipped through the papers, "You should go back to recuperate now." ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Coulson's eyes, but soon, he gritted his teeth,

"Director, Weapon X Project, did you really not send any more people to help?"

"Huh?"

The pen in Fury's hand stopped, and he looked at Coulson, "What did you find?"

"Cyber told me that while he was chasing the remnants of Stryker, he found that there were S.H.I.E.L.D. agents looking for ** samples for this system!"

Coulson took a data card out of his pocket and placed it on Fury's desk,

"I went through the file of Weapon X again, and found this, two years ago in November, you personally signed a document authorizing five Lv5 agents to enter the Department of Defense experimental project to assist... Cyber is right, Director Fury, it looks like you're hiding a lot of things. ”

Fury didn't answer, but inserted the data card into the computer next to him, knocked a few times, saw the photocopy of the document, his one eye stared at the screen, ten seconds later, he reached out to the edge of the office, pressed it lightly on an inconspicuous wall, and a light blue light curtain swept across the entire office,

"Coulson, tell me, this time you led the team to aid the X-Men in the fight against the Brotherhood, whose order did you receive..."

When Coulson heard this question, he was a little confused, and finally, he pointed at Fury suspiciously, "It's you, Director, you personally gave me the order with the encrypted channel!"

"Hehe..."

Nick Fury let out a low chuckle, "What if I told you that I didn't give any orders at any point in time? I thought it was peaceful, and when I got the news, it was when Magneto grabbed Hawkeye... And the documents you brought weren't signed by me, and the top secret information of the fake Magneto, I checked a personnel transfer in the past 15 years this morning, but I haven't seen more than 0% of the transfer documents, but they have my approval, Coulson, there is an invisible hand manipulating all this, our enemies are not just external..."

"What?!"

Coulson sat up on the spot in shock, and Fury glanced at him,

"I need you to go to Greenland and Iceland now, and I'll give you another 2 months, at any cost... Bring back the people we need!Coulson, don't believe in the time until the danger is over... Anyone. ”