The winter atmosphere approaching Christmas finally emerges from the cold and silence with some mundane bustle, and outside the balcony, a shuttle full of passengers is crossed from time to time, adding some unique vitality to the early morning.

Schiller still lives in Eddie's home, not because he doesn't want to move back to his practice, but because his only two new York residences have had accidents.

The Arkham Sanatorium Skytrain Station was only a little bit finished, but Jarvis suddenly pulled himself open, causing the project to stop urgently, although it was soon taken over by the next automated construction machinery, but the said silent device was not installed, even if it was running, there would be a lot of noise, and Schiller couldn't have a good rest.

The small clinic in Hell's Kitchen is also blown up, and the last time Eddie led Bob to get the medicine, Bob directly dropped the bomb he intended to use to blow up the shuttle in the basement.

Later, Bob had a bad idea about the expensive drugs in the small clinic, and in the middle of the night, he wanted to break into the clinic to steal the medicine, but because he was inexperienced, he went in the middle of the night, and when he broke into the basement, he accidentally detonated the bomb, and he was blown up half to death, and the structure of the clinic collapsed, and the entire ground floor was uninhabitable.

Schiller can only continue to live with Eddie, but fortunately, because Eddie makes a lot of money as editor-in-chief, and because he is willing to spend downgrading, he rents a house on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, so for the same price, he can rent a bigger house.

The house that Eddie is renting now, with three bedrooms and two living rooms and two large terraces, is a relatively old-fashioned building apartment, but in terms of area alone, there is no problem at all to live him, Schiller and Thor.

On the morning before Christmas, Schiller got up at 5:30 a.m. according to his rather punctual biological clock, and took the medicine as soon as he got up, not the painkillers he used to numb his brain, of course, but some anti-anxiety drugs.

Of course, due to the presence of gray fog, Schiller does not have any physiological pathologies, so these drugs have become placebos, and you can take them when you think of them, and forget them if you can't remember them.

Schiller took the nightcap off his head, went to the bathroom, washed up briefly, and began to rummage through the ingredients in the refrigerator and prepare to make breakfast.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Schiller frowned at the rapid knock of "Dongdong Dong" from outside the door.

He knew that it couldn't be a courier or a newspaper deliverer, there was no door-to-door delivery service in this neighborhood, and even if there were, they wouldn't knock on the door in this way, as if you opened the door a second late, and the other party was going to shoot immediately.

Schiller put down the lettuce he was holding, walked to the door, opened it, and found Stark, with a blue nose and a swollen face, standing outside the door.

Schiller tilted his head, glanced at the air above his head, then rubbed his eyes again, and slammed the door shut.

Opening the door again, Stark slowly withdrew his hand that wanted to continue slamming the door, and after making sure that it was not a hallucination, Schiller glanced Stark up and down, and found that he was not in a good state now.

First of all, Stark wears a special suit, which is different from the nanotechnology and compression and folding technology he has researched before, and is more like the original version of the armed suit, that is, the kind that must be walked up by himself in order for the suit to close and work. ….

Moreover, even this primitive suit is not complete, Stark only wears the cuirass and the left armplate, the entire arm armor on the right side and the hand armor on the left side, all of which are missing, and only one leg armor is neatly dressed, and the other is completely missing from the knee down.

Schiller opened his mouth for a moment, and before he was about to blurt out something more tricky, he purified his language a little when he saw the wound on Stark's face, and then said, "Lately, have you been interested in putting on a fashion show for all your mechs?"

Stark stretched out his hand without armor, touched the wound on his face, and gasped, and then, he looked at Schiller and showed a bright smile, Schiller also looked at him with a smile, but there was no intention to get out of the way, so Stark could only stretch out two fingers, squeeze them together, and said, "A small experimental error."

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What's going on?" Eddie rubbed his eyes and walked out, one eye open and one eye closed, his eyebrows high and low, and when Schiller looked back at him, he just turned sideways and stepped out of the way, and Stark squeezed into the door with a "whoosh".

Eddie licked his lips and looked at the embarrassed Stark from head to toe, and the venom voice came out of his mouth:

"Judging by the area of your suit and the direction of the scratches, you should have been hit by a big truck, before laughing at you, I have to ask you a question, didn't your mother teach you not to knock so hard on the door until you make sure no one is sleeping in the room?!!!!!

Looking at the saliva spewing out of the venom, Stark took two steps back with some disgust, wiped the surface of his suit with his hand, and then reached out to his body and gestured, looked at Schiller and Eddie with a surprised gaze, and said, "Didn't you notice that there is anything special about this new suit?"

"Particularly broken, isn't it special?" Schiller turned around, didn't look at Stark, walked back to the refrigerator, and began to pick out the ingredients for cooking.

"This is a suit made of molten steel and vibranium alloy, this is my first molten steel vibranium alloy suit!" Stark raised his voice and introduced, "In the past, no one had ever been able to alloy these two metals, but I succeeded!"

Eddie touched his face and said, "Let's not mention it, if anyone has been able to do it before, are you sure...... You've succeeded?"

Stark glanced down at his slightly embarrassed image, he touched his nose, and said, "This is the beta version, the properties of this alloy are a little more difficult to control than I thought, some parts are not particularly compatible, and the cooperation between them is also a little bit more tacit......

"But that's okay, that's what I made it for! I am here today in the hope of inviting you to give a loud and beautiful name to this milestone in materials science!"

At this moment, Thor, who was woken up, walked out with his hands on his waist, his upper body was naked, his whole body was covered with smooth muscle lines like a knife and an axe, he shook his head full of blonde hair, squinted his eyes, looked at Stark and said, "...... You crashed?"

Stark immediately jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, shouting, "What is a crash?!! This was just a minor mistake in the testing phase!! ….

"Okay, it's a crash." Thor walked over to the kitchen island, took the cold beer Schiller handed him, opened the can and poured two sips into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Stark stood there and sighed, looking down at his own toes, the one without the armor, the shoe was torn.

Stark coughed twice, and said as if unintentionally, "So, is this a post for your friends? The great Stark is here, should you help with a little maintenance and upkeep?"

Eddie also walked to the cutting board, Schiller just brought a plate of celery, the two got together, Schiller looked back at Stark, and whispered, "I guess it was a crash halfway through, and the image is so embarrassing that I don't have the face to go back to see his father......

Eddie took a piece of celery and put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said as he chewed, "I think he's more likely to have no face to see Pepper......

The two of them were facing each other, and Stark stood in the doorway and yelled at them, "Don't think I can't hear! …… Can't you just find me a pair of shoes and then we'll talk?"

Thor, who was slumped on the couch drinking beer, pointed to the shoe cabinet in the doorway and said, "On the penultimate floor, slippers, shoe covers, and sneakers are all there."

Stark limped to the shoe cabinet, took out a new pair of disposable slippers with his hand covered with his armor, changed them, swaggered to the sofa, and sat next to Thor.

Thor put his hands on the back of the couch, turned to look at Stark, and asked, "How is Jarvis?"

Stark propped his elbows on his knees, ran his hand over the stubble on his chin, and said, "I decided to delete Jarvis's underlying agreement, what do you think?"

"I'm not human, so I don't have anything to say

But I think it's better not to let too many people know about this, humans are too suspicious, and they won't be willing to hand over so much important data to an independent robot." Thor walked over to the island, brought another can of cold beer, and handed it to Stark.

"I trust Jarvis." Stark opened the beer and took a sip, smacked his teeth with ice, and said, "However, what you said also makes sense, so I'm not going to tell anyone but you, you have to keep it a secret for Jarvis......

Eddie brought the freshly made vegetable salad to the coffee table and patted Stark on the shoulder, who looked back at him.

Eddie said as he walked back, "Originally, I also thought that intelligent beings with independent consciousness were not so reliable, but if you think about it, it is even more unreliable to hand over these materials to Congress, the military, or private groups, so it is better to give them to Jarvis."

"Speaking of which, what's going on with this suit?" Thor reached out and patted Stark's arm attached to it, saying, "It looks a little different, heavier and stronger than some of your original suits, and seems to have some other functions......

"You're very knowledgeable." Starcrek was happy, and Thor snorted and said, "Don't think of the gods of Asgard as dirt buns who have never seen the world, Asgard has already gone through these stages of your human technological development." ….

"In fact, we have also developed similar individual weapons and made some achievements, and the Destroyer is one of them, but later we found that our individual qualities are too strong, and no matter what kind of armament we have, it will only slow down our agility, so we gave up on this path."

[Given the circumstances, Stark snapped his fingers, took another sip of cold beer, and said, "You got to the point, this new suit is an official reference to The Destroyer.]

"Previously, I was always looking for speed, lightness and agility, but now I've found that I need a heavy armor to enhance my melee combat skills and control them if necessary."

"Thank you for nature's gift, the Destroyer suit has given me a lot of inspiration, and the breakthrough in material science brought about by the successful refining of molten steel and vibranium alloy is also a necessary factor in the successful development of this suit......

"What's more important...... Stark became more and more excited, and his tone gradually became more high-pitched, "The previous nano suits and folding suits were more suitable for arming humans with combat experience, but this suit is more suitable for autonomous combat......

"Moreover, not only in combat, but with an AI that is intelligent enough, it can complete a lot of space work for humans, so that valuable astronauts can be safer and play a greater role......

"So, you're wearing such an advanced, high-tech, cross-generational armor and crashing into a truck? …… And haven't bumped into it yet?" Thor asked.

"I've said it all!! It's just a beta version!! Stark stood up and shouted, "Moreover, these missing parts have automatic pathfinding, and they will be back soon!"

"Whoosh-smack! Bang!"

A dark shadow slammed through the glass, slicing a graceful straight line through the air and striking Stark head-on in the nose.

The three of them turned their heads and focused on the part of the visor that had just flown up and had achieved the fatal blow.

Stark, on the other hand, used his trembling arm to remove the nosebleed parts from his face, and he saw between the lakes that Thor and Eddie's heads were coming over, and Schiller's side was holding out a mobile phone camera.

"Kacha", Schiller took back the phone, Stark, who was lying on the ground, widened his eyes, Schiller walked over, squatted next to his head, shook the phone and said:

"If you don't want my text message to be addressed to Howard or Pepper, shouldn't you consider increasing your budget for your health and care next quarter?"

"Schiller !!!!!!!!!".

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