In the middle of the desert as far as the eye can see, the arms dealer is explaining his products to a group of generals who can't see their faces.

"This is the jewel of the Freedom series, and the second application of Stark Industries' rapid counterattack technology ......"

"I promise, the bad guys won't even dare to come out of ......"

"Introducing you to the Jericho missile, free wine with a purchase of 5 million......"

The test explosion product flew into the sky, scattering hundreds of warheads, like a large net covering the sky over the gray mountains at the edge of the horizon, and then the earth cracked, and a violent shock wave with a whimpering wind rushed to the face in an instant.

Time stood still in this moment, and an annoying voice woke Mr. Arms Dealer from his nightmare.

No grit, no dust, and no bad guys.

Only one man whispered his name.

"Tony, it's time to take your pills."

Staring at the bespectacled middle-aged man for a while, Tony. Stark came to his senses and recognized this as Ethan, a scholar, a good old man.

And he is also his savior.

"Wait a minute and I'll be reminded of the taste of a fine wine, which is my treasure, the 1784 white wine of Château Digen, Ethan." Tony shook his head, grumbling and sat up, pushing the blanket aside to reveal his bandages and his plaster arm.

A day ago, this big arms dealer finally broke free from the clutches of the gangsters, and with the help of two well-wishers, he successfully arrived at a nearby US military base.

Now they are in the cabin of the plane, flying steadily at an altitude of 30,000 feet.

"Do you need me to compensate according to the price?" Ethan was bickering as he carefully changed Tony's bandages. In the past, he may have found it uncomfortable to get up close and personal with a billionaire. But the power of habit is endless, and after all this time in the same room, he has come to accept this life.

The same goes for Tony.

"Open your mouth and swallow them." Ethan was half persuading and half commanding, and Tony obediently took the colorful pills with water, and then remembered to ask what it was.

"Antimicrobials, you will be protected from infection with them, you must know that the operating environment was very simple, I always thought that you were lucky to survive." Ethan shook his head and put away the bandages he had changed. Go to the front cabin.

Now there are only Tony and Eric, although it is autumn, and he is in the air, Eric does not feel cold, he sits on the seat opposite Tony, wearing only a shirt on his upper body, a pair of jeans on his lower body, his waist is straight and straight, and he looks very energetic.

Mr. Tony looked at each other. Looking at himself again, he suddenly felt that the military coat he had borrowed to protect him from the cold looked extremely ill-fitting, the worn and loosely buttoned coat, the dirty and ragged half-worn boots, and the fluffy head that he could not see but could feel with his hands. This qiē made him feel terrible.

Now the more he felt that Eric was unpleasant.

"Hey, I envy mutants." Tony pretended to talk to himself. "I am not afraid of cold or sickness, and even if I am injured, I can recover quickly, and it is said that I can survive a nuclear explosion. Is there anything else they can't do? ”

His words seemed to be complimenting, but his tone seemed to be evaluating cockroaches.

"Do you want to join us, maybe I can figure it out for you." Eric replied casually. At this time, he was leisurely holding a glass of wine, staring at the box displayed on the other side of the cabin, which was Tony's original armor, except for the mask that was blown up to some corner, the rest of the parts were basically collected, Tony refused the military's inspection request, insisted on taking them on the plane, probably to transport them back to his mansion as a souvenir.

"Excuse me." Tony refused. "My father used to tell him to be proud, and I always remember his words."

"Good point." Eric praised. "But although I have many habits, nostalgia is not one of them."

Tony snorted, wiped his nose, and suddenly felt like his lines had been robbed, so he planned to change the subject and regain his psychological advantage.

"What are you looking at?" He asked Eric, who was still facing him sideways.

"Something interesting." Eric's gaze seemed to penetrate the wooden box, directly into the box.

"That's mine." Tony insisted on his rights.

"Take it." Eric shrugged and withdrew his gaze.

The general structure is already clear, Tony's Ming is not particularly good, the fragile joints still can't withstand the violent impact, the hard material is not tough enough, the program is simple and easy, but it is far from reaching his later heights, the only thing worth mentioning is the unique energy system, which makes the mecha no longer cumbersome, and truly has a humanoid combat form. At this moment, the most valuable light gyroscope is mounted on the owner's chest, and it can be seen when you turn around.

"You want to plagiarize my design? I thought mutants were primitive people who were far from science, or Amish elders who rejected modern civilization, are you sure you can understand it? Tony's haughty legs were cocked, Stark Industries had contact with the Academy, and it has continued to this day, and he knew some about the Academy, but that didn't stop him from despising the group.

"That's because scientists have done us harm, but we don't reject science ourselves." Eric replied lightly.

"For example?" Tony is aggressive, bent on getting the chance to laugh at him.

"For example, my company, it's about to launch a new product." Eric said, putting the empty glass back, he only drank one glass of any kind of wine at a time.

"Your company?" Tony was suddenly interested, and he snatched the wine from Eric's side and poured himself a glass. "Hell, who am I talking to, an executive or a philosopher?"

"No, you're just dealing with Magneto. Forgive me if it scares you, but there's no reason why we have to live in the roles that others have defined for us, do we? Eric replied quietly, and Tony took a dismissive look.

"Is that your freedom, tell me about your products, or those floating tables and chairs, or maybe you've developed a mutant potion that turns humans into mutants?"

"Neither. I think you need to reacquaint yourself with Osborne Industries. Eric said softly, some of the arrangements were related to Tony, but Tony didn't know anything, and it was very interesting to watch him go in the direction he had set.

"Osborne? Norman's company, it fell into your hands? Tony raised an eyebrow, there were some things he didn't care about, but that didn't mean he couldn't guess.

"It's still in Harry's hands, and I'm just here to help." Seeing the other man's smirk, Eric shook his head. "You don't need that expression, I spent money, provided the idea and the most important production materials, and in return I took my own share, just like the Stark family's relationship with Stark Industries, except that Osborne didn't change it to my last name, that's all."

"Very generous." Tony commented, raising his glass to Eric.

Watching the wine being drunk, Eric clapped his hands as if he suddenly remembered.

"Tony?" He affectionately called the arms dealer's name, and the other party choked violently.

"I forgot to remind you that you can't drink alcohol on antimicrobials." He gestured to the cup, and Tony's face quickly changed color.

"Hey, you did it on purpose." The arms dealer stood up and rushed to the bathroom, just past Ethan as he returned to the cabin.

"What's wrong with him?" Ethan asked in surprise as he lifted his glasses.

"I think his cold is getting worse." Eric laughed.

In the following time, Tony. Stark closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, or chatted with Ethan, refusing to talk to Eric again until the plane landed, and he stood up with some excitement.

The hatch slowly opened, and the first thing Tony saw when he returned home was the assistant lady who was blown by the wind.

"Watch your step." Ethan reminded his cellmate that he knew how excited Tony was, but by this time his friend had ignored his reminder and his eyes were full of the figure of the man standing in the wind.

Seeing that Tony was safe and sound, Pepper smiled and twitched the tip of her nose, and she was just as out of shape at the moment.

"What's wrong with your eyes, I haven't seen your boss move for a long time?" Tony deliberately teased her.

"I'm crying with joy, I hate looking for a job." Wiping the tide from the corners of his eyes, Pepper retorted.

The stone has finally fallen to the ground, and now they can rest assured.

In the distance, a group of people were walking briskly, most of them reporters, but Eric also saw his former ally Obadiah walking in the front, they were supposed to be waiting at Stark Industries, but under Obadai's suggestion, they rushed to the military airport together, Obadichi was upset after knowing that Eric was involved, and the reporters were going to get a first-hand account of the attack from Tony.

Soon the company's major shareholders and the chief executive hugged each other, patted each other on the back intimately under the flash, and then took a group photo with a smile on their faces.

"Thank you, Eric." Pepper took the opportunity to come over and thank Eric.

"Tony is an amazing guy." Eric didn't say much, and now Tony was on the spot at the press conference, biting on the burger the driver had brought him, and announcing a heavy decision.

“…… I never said goodbye to my father. I would like to ask him how he feels about the production of munitions, whether he has struggled, whether he has wavered, or if he is exactly as reported in the news, a cold-blooded animal. Tony paused, and the flash kept coming on. I see young people in America die, die under the weapons I have built to protect them, and I see myself becoming part of this discerning system. I see clearly, I understand, I have more to offer to the world than I can make weapons, so from now on, I will close Stark's weapons manufacturing plant. ”

Hearing this, the people present were in an uproar. (To be continued!)

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