It is unknown what Tony, who was taught a good lesson by Wang Hao, thinks, but since that time, he has buried himself in the studio and does not ask about the world, and even handed over the affairs of the Stark Group to Pepper, and even asked her to represent himself as the CEO of the Stark Group.

What he didn't know was that it was because he was hiding at home and upgrading his equipment that he was able to avoid a crisis.

"OK, this angle, just right."

Tony flipped the switch, and as the current poured in, a beam of light began to appear in the circular channel, and finally, it shone on a diamond mirror made of a special material.

"Damn, it's too fast, it's not good."

Tony quickly reached for the valve, trying to twist the beam to the preset position, but his strength was obviously not enough, and in a hurry, Tony picked up a large wrench from the ground and stuck it on the valve.

As Tony moved, the direction of the beam was gradually reversed, and the high-temperature and high-impact laser cut the pipe open, like a sharp sword, cutting everything in its path in half.

Finally, the blue light shone on the triangular crystal, and a blue-white light slowly lit up, and then gradually extinguished, only emitting a soft pale blue fluorescence.

Tony turned off the power, stepped forward, picked up the crystal, and slowly placed it into the pre-prepared reactor shell, and as the bracket closed, the reactor soon began to work, glowing brightly.

"Sir, the new element is working very steadily, and you have succeeded."

"That's, and don't look at who I am."

Tony played with the small reactor in his hand, a smug look on his face.

"Jarvis, let's start testing now, and make the Mark 7 and use the new reactor as an energy source."

Tony, who has been buried for half a month, is not wasting time in vain, he not only made new elements, but also successfully upgraded the warframe to another level, Mark 7 was born ahead of schedule, and this warframe will be very different from the previous style.

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New Mexico.

"Hey, you can't just take my stuff and let me go to some radio studio and buy a replacement. I made most of this stuff myself. ”

Jane waved her hands and looked angrily at the man in front of her.

"Then I'm sure you can do some more."

The middle-aged man, dressed neatly and meticulously in a black suit and tie, said softly with a formulaic smile on his face.

"Then I believe that I can also sue you for violating my rights and interests guaranteed by the Constitution."

Jane's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe that the man in front of her could say such a thing so shamelessly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Foster, but we're good people."

Coulson's face was sincere.

"But so are we, I'm about to make a major breakthrough, and all my information is in these instruments and this book."

Jane angrily waved the small notebook in her hand, but Coulson gave her a look, and an agent immediately walked over and snatched the small notebook from her hand.

"Hey, you bandits, let go."

Servig hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jane, as a top scholar in the industry, he had friends who worked in S.H.I.E.L.D., so he had some knowledge of this department, and knew their authority, which he couldn't easily provoke.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Coulson politely said goodbye, then put on his agents and drove away.

"Coulson, you're going to find a partner like this."

Johnson looked at Coulson, who was sitting on the side, and joked that his partner always treated women with a businesslike attitude, which was too harsh.

"It's okay to learn more like me, be considerate of women, and be gentle."

Coulson smiled, as a veteran agent, not everyone can find their own perfect love like Johnson, and have a real daughter of their own.

"Don't talk about that, how is the one in your family?"

Coulson did his duty, trying not to forget to inquire about someone who had been repeatedly promoted even now.

"It's not like that, when the child grows up, the parents can't take care of it."

Johnson complained a few words, since he confessed to Wang Hao, he often didn't go home at night, and finally even moved out directly, although he still knew to go home to see Penny every once in a while, but Johnson knew that Penny felt a little uncomfortable.

Soon, the S.H.I.E.L.D. group arrived at a camp outside the town, and after eviction, the townspeople who had gathered around the town had dispersed, and a rudimentary research site was being built.

"Sir, the surroundings have been emptied, and the experts are in place."

As an eighth-level agent, Coulson is very few in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D., and he is the largest in the number of positions present, so naturally, he is also the person in charge this time.

"Very well, let's move those instruments in, and when the experts are in place, let them analyze the data inside."

After saying this, Coulson walked inside, in the circular pit, many instruments had been placed, aimed at the object in the middle, and that object was not some meteorite or a falling moon or the like, but a hammer?

"This is the hammer?"

Johnson walked in, and according to the classification rules, the incident required the presence of an eighth-level agent, a seventh-level agent, and a sixth-level agent, with Coulson being the eighth-level agent and him being the seventh-level agent, and the sixth-level agent being an agent named Hillwell.

"Yes. It fell here fifteen days ago, but it wasn't until three days ago that a massive magnetic storm occurred here that we noticed it. ”

Johnson circled around twice, and even tried to hold the handle of the hammer with his hand, trying to pick it up, in fact, the agents who came here basically tried to pick up the hammer, but for some reason, the hammer seemed to grow on the ground, and no matter how hard everyone tried, it didn't move.

Even more incredible, the soil beneath the hammer seemed to be magically rendered indestructible.

"Well, uh, well, it seems that I am not its owner."

Johnson spread his hands, and the agents around him laughed, Johnson is different from Coulson, Coulson is a typical strict boss, meticulous in his work, and he speaks with a serious face, and occasionally shows a little smile, while Johnson is much more approachable.

"Alright, stop playing, hurry up and prepare."

Coulson looked at the sky, the originally clear and cloudless sky was a little dark at the moment, and even Coulson had heard the thunder roaring.

"Let's hope nothing happens."

Coulson didn't know that on their way, a smiling Jane was rushing towards this side with a tall, muscular, unshaven blond man.