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Natasha rolled down the side windows again, and the sports car sped into the wind, fearlessly sprinting against the raging air currents.

"Where are we going now?" Maya asked loudly in the back seat.

"Go to Stark's house."

"What are you doing there?"

Natasha didn't reply directly, instead asked, "It's almost time for you to talk about the desperate situation." ”

"I thought I had told you what it was."

"A little more detailed." Natasha said with a solemn expression, her tone closer to command.

Maya thought for a moment and explained, "Desperate virus...... It's something like a super-soldier serum, but unlike serum, it's a bioelectric technology, and the virus is contained in a delivery solution and stored in billions of nanotubes. Like the original Super Soldier Serum, it only takes one shot to take effect. ”

"It's going to turn people into super soldiers, we've seen this before." "But what I'm concerned about now is -- what will happen to the people who are injected before that?" Are there any risks? ”

"Of course there is, the desperate virus is not yet perfect. It decodes the body's repair center, where our brains are responsible for the whole body's structural map. When we are injured, that part of the brain allows the body to repair the wound. The principle of the effect of the desperate virus on the human body is to transform that repair center. ”

Maya paused and thought about it, and after pondering the wording, continued: "In the first stage, the human body essentially becomes a big wound, the structure of the human body system is replaced by the menopausal system, and the brain judges that there is something wrong with the body. The virus then orders the body to transport nutrients through the veins to keep the injected alive. Within the next two or three days, the injected person will be crusted over and unconscious. ”

She took a deep breath.

"As you can imagine, it's very cruel. Viruses use nutrients and the body to make better body organs. ”

"Indeed, that's terrible." Natasha said.

"Wait...... Is there someone who has been injected into a desperate situation? Maya asked.

"Stark." Natasha replied, "He's dying. ”

Maya was stunned: "That...... It's terrible. ”

Natasha slammed on the accelerator, the motor roared even louder, and the sports car galloped out with joy like a wild horse.

Stark's home.

Eric had long wanted to visit Stark's house, and he was impressed by the unique waterfront building in the movie, but he never imagined that his first visit would be with his dying owner.

"Verified, welcome back, sir." As he passed through the security door of the lab, Jarvis's friendly, gentle voice rang out, "But you're not in good shape, sir." ”

"Thanks, old Jia," said Tony, who was slung to Eric's shoulder, as if he had been drained of his bones, "I noticed it too. ”

Eric was disarmed when he landed at Stark's house, and he carried him all the way to the lab against Tony's instructions, throwing him on the couch.

"Alright, your lab, we're here." Eric said, "What now? ”

Tony struggled to raise his hand and point in the direction of the glass case where Iron Man's armor was displayed, looking like a dying man.

"My ...... Armor, briefcase over there. ”

Eric followed his finger to a red and gold briefcase, with a coded dial attached to the opening, apparently a folded suit of armor.

"New armor?" Eric frowned, "I don't think your new armor can save you. ”

"This is a new model, and I was inspired by studying your armor." "Your Warframe is directly connected to the Nervous System, which is not only easy to operate, but the armor also increases the operator's awareness and reflexes, so I also tried to develop a new Warframe built through neural links." ”

He took a breath and continued, "That fire-breathing boy arrogantly told me that the desperate virus he injected me would act on my nervous system and destroy ...... Destroying my nerve repair center, which puts a huge load on my whole body from the nervous system. ”

Eric reacted: "If your nerves are connected to the armor system, you want the armor to do the work for you." ”

Tony nodded: "Theoretically, this armor can increase my personal reflexes and improve my combat awareness." At the same time, it should also be able to share the burden on my nervous system...... It hasn't been tested yet, though. It's made entirely of memory metal, and electrification helps it shape quickly, and its molecular structure makes it indestructible, and its internal structure is compressed to about 90%, making it harder, faster, and lighter than all my armor right now. If it can help me survive this......"

“...... I'll be one with the armor. ”

More than ten years ago.

It was as if the flames of war had come to the town suddenly, and the town was on fire overnight. Buildings were torn down, people were dying, the smell of gunsmoke filled the air, the smoke obscured the day, and the last glimmer of hope was swallowed up.

And the aftermath of the nightmare is not over, and before the people who survived the hellish two-hour battle have had time to rejoice, a small half of them have died in the aftermath of the explosion. The new gadgets dropped by the U.S. military seemed to be called "lotus bombs", and countless unexploded explosives were scattered throughout the town like landmines, and everyone was within its claws.

"Anyone!?"

The hysterical cries of a boy echoed through the empty neighborhood, and his voice was filled with desperate cries.

"Whoever you want, please! Help me! He cried, "My sister...... She's crushed underneath this! ”

The boy's hands were already soaked red with blood, and he followed the faint sound of his sister from the depths of the ruins, and dug desperately to this step, but a boulder below was like a moat to intercept them.

He hated that he hadn't been born stronger, and maybe he wouldn't be as helpless as he was now.

"Listen, Ginny, you've got to hold on! Can you hear me? ”

No more response. The already crumbling ruins crumbled mercilessly, and tons of rubble poured into the pit like a current, swallowing the boy's desperate cries into it.

A piece of shrapnel from a missile rolled down to the boy's feet, and he picked it up in distraction, with the word "STARK" emblazoned on it.

More than ten years later, at this moment.

"Myron?"

Killian's shout brought the young man back to his senses.

"Yes, boss."

The years have allowed his body to grow, but for Myron, he is still stuck in the dark day of more than a decade ago. Since then, he has died, leaving only a walking corpse, driven by a thirst for revenge.

And now, everyone who was traveling with him on this helicopter gunship was similar to him, and everyone had the same purpose.

"Don't get distracted, concentrate." "We've found them. Maya Hansen—the woman who could make us perfect creatures—seemed to be heading towards Stark's house, killing two birds with one stone. Are you ready? ”

"Yes, sir." Myron's eyes were firm, "I've been ready for a long time." ”