In the empty corridor of the Stark Building, Rhodes walked briskly to the door of the laboratory, followed by another black man, and the two stopped at the door of the laboratory together.

Lot straightened his spine and opened his eyes wide, and the door opened as the scanning machine at the door of the lab swept his face and pupil features.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Stark, who was naked on his upper body, was debugging the new suit, and the armor on his face had not been taken off, so it looked a little strange, and when he saw Rod coming in, he crossed his waist and turned around, saying, "Oh, you are here, look, I have upgraded the power system of the new suit a little, it should be pretty good, right?"

After saying that, Stark took off the mask from his face, tilted his body, glanced at the black man who was following Rod, and then put his gaze back on Rod's face and asked, "This is the new tester you got for me?" He looks a bit like you, are you two brothers?"

"It's not funny at all." Rod shook his head and said, "However, I know that you have racial face blindness, so I won't bother with you."

After saying that, he patted the black man behind him on the back and said, "Sam Wilson, a former member of the U.S. Air Force Parachute Rescue Team Special Operations Team, but now retired and currently living in Washington."

Stark glared at Rhodes in disbelief and said, "I asked you to find me a mech tester, and you got me a member of the parachute rescue team??!!

"I think it's necessary." Rhodes said very seriously, he glanced at the suit in Stark's hand, and said, "In the last three days, you have crashed more than 80 times in various ways and postures, and even surpassed the number of parachutes of the parachute rescue team during the peak training period, I don't think anyone other than the members of the parachute team will be able to cope with your test requirements."

Stark pursed his lips, closed his eyes, sighed, and just as he was about to explain, Sam Wilson stepped forward, stretched out his hand, shook his hand, and said, "Hello, Mr. Stark, I have long admired the great name."

Stark squinted one eye, looked him up and down, and said, "It's not that I can't trust Rod's recommendation, you have to figure it out, this is not a parachute rescue team......

"But I have a lot of experience falling." Sam laughed and said, "More than 80 parachutes in three days are not a problem for me at all."

Stark shook his finger and pointed at him, then walked to the side of the mech and said, "Very well, you have managed to get to the point, Tony Stark's genius brain, it should not be destroyed in endless free fall, come on, try it on."

"Although there have been a lot of accidents before, you can believe that now that the safety of this mecha has made great progress, there may not be a chance for you to show your falling talent."

Rhodes stepped out of the way, and Sam, who was stronger than him, stepped forward, turned around, and stood in front of the mech, which seemed a little inappropriate when it was armed with him, so Stark adjusted the position of each part again until Sam was able to control the mech and move around the room flexibly.

"Now, the main problem I'm facing is that the anti-gravity system I've put on this heavy armor is affecting the efficiency of the propulsion system, and it's easy to stall when flying at high speeds."

"But if I reduce the efficiency of the anti-gravity system, the power required to propel is beyond the safe range, which may cause the heavy suit to injure the driver from the inside when it is impacted."

Stark explained a whole bunch of theories, which neither Rod nor Sam understood, and finally, he came to the conclusion that "Actually, the suit's flight function doesn't matter, I need someone with combat experience to test its melee combat capabilities."

Rhodes rolled his eyes, looked at Stark and said, "If the previous theories are not important, then you don't have to talk about it, since you made this suit for hand-to-hand combat, why do you wear it every day to go for a ride over New York?" Is this another manifestation of your hobby of skydiving?"

"Flying attitude can test things more than just flying...... Forget it, no matter how much I say, you won't understand." Stark turned his head away.

"Could it be because of ...... You don't know how to fight, do you?" Rod narrowed his eyes and stared at Stark, and said, "I remember, when we met, you were a rookie, did you practice later?"

Stark was about to retort, but Rod snapped his fingers and said, "Oh, I see! Jarvis is broken, the intelligent fighting system doesn't work, so you can only fly into the sky in it to test, and besides, I hope I will find you a professional tester......

"Oh my God!" Rod opened his palm, handed it forward vigorously, and said, "Don't tell me that you haven't practiced martial arts in the past few years? With the balance and flexibility of an ordinary person, you fly such a complex mech against such a dangerous opponent...... Tony stark! I don't even know if you're big or brave!"

"Brave, of course." Stark put the tool aside and emphasized, but then, he shook his head and said, "You can't expect a modern person to think of any kind of martial arts when he has an almost all-powerful intelligent butler......

Stark stood still, covered his mouth, and sighed, it was clear that he had also discovered his own problem, and he had relied too much on Jarvis for the past few years.

The questions Schiller asked Jarvis when he first met him had a profound impact on him that went far beyond the ones mentioned earlier.

As a consequence of Stark's extra interest in artificial intelligence, it was this super genius who, in just one or two years, upgraded Jarvis several times, so much so that this intelligent butler was too intelligent and had extremely high combat qualities to complete all combat requirements.

Coupled with the various things that Schiller has done, Stark is busy with other aspects of research, and in terms of combat, he basically relies entirely on the intelligent fighting system provided by Jarvis.

Of course, in order to maintain a good figure, Stark also has a special fitness program and will practice boxing and jiu-jitsu, but obviously, these skills are far inferior to Jarvis's intelligent operation in real combat, simply put, it is Jarvis who can fight, not Stark.

Stark stood next to the mech, patted the mech's arm, and said, "Your name is Sam, right? How's your fighting prowess?"

Before Sam could reply, Rod nodded and said, "I'm definitely better than you anyway."

"I've only been exposed to the most basic combat training, and my hand-to-hand combat ability is definitely not as good as that of other special forces team members, I'm better at flying, if you want to see it, I can control it out and fly around now." Sam's steady voice came from inside the suit.

"Hey, man, don't talk big!" Stark shook his head and said, "Not everyone can control my suit to fly."

As soon as his words fell, he saw that the heavy new battle suit rose into the air, and after the glass of the building used for flight experiments was lowered, the originally heavy battle suit turned into a streamer of light and went straight to the New York sky.

Rod and Stark stood side by side in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Sam draw smooth arcs one after another with gorgeous flying movements, Rod turned his head, looked at Stark and said, "The set you explained before is really useless, it's completely because you can't drive it, which caused the crash."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I made my own suit, how could I not open it?" Stark immediately denied it.

"Admit it, Jarvis knows you better than you do." Rhodes turned his head back, looked into the distance, and said, "You're like a baby in his arms, and he has to worry about everything for you."

Stark was silent, but this is actually very rare, when it comes to certain aspects of the level, Stark always argues without concessions, and even doesn't let others make jokes, this is his pride as a genius, and he will never allow anyone to infringe.

But this time, Rod described Stark as a baby, and Stark didn't immediately jump up and shout, but folded his arms and stood silently in place, as if caught in a memory.

"My friends say that Jarvis is my child, that I created him and taught him a lot, but in my heart, he will always be the old housekeeper who took care of me growing up, tolerating me, accompanying me, and solving all the problems I don't want to solve."

Rhodes reached out and patted him on the shoulder, but said nothing, Stark was silent for a while, and then said, "Actually, I don't have to be a mech pilot, I know better than you, don't risk my genius brain, but at that time, I would never let anyone but me put on the suit, because I didn't trust them."

"Actually, I don't trust myself either, so I've left a lot of things to Jarvis to do, really......" Stark took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect him to really be able to break his underlying agreement."

"Perhaps, in fact, he had already begun to think about the meaning of his existence even earlier, but I was as bastard as I used to, and I didn't notice the change in him in the slightest." Stark shook his head slowly.

"You know what? You've changed a lot, too." Rhodes looked at Stark and said seriously, "You're finally less of a jerk, and you even look like a good person who is serious and responsible."

Stark laughed and cursed, shoved Rhodes' shoulder hard, and patted his hand on his shoulder, saying, "You may not believe it, but I may have been really sick before, and we were all the same."

Stark turned his head to look at the blue winter sky of New York, and when he looked into the distance, he always gave birth to a different kind of emotion, he said:

"When you're immersed in some kind of entanglement and pain, you feel that it's normal, you feel like it's something you were born to accept, and you don't want to seek treatment at all, and you think it's good to die like this."

"However, when this disease was cured and really relaxed, looking back, I really wanted to slap myself, what was I struggling with at that time?"

"But you're not completely cured." Rhodes immediately spoke, "Otherwise, you should call Steve Rogers directly and ask him to come and test the mech's hand-to-hand combat ability for you."

Stark shook his head and said, "The main reason I didn't call him is because I pushed off the Ball, and he must be so sad now, drunk and maybe in tears...... But I don't really have time to go."

After saying that, Stark glanced back at a computer in the lab and said, "Fixing Jarvis is not that easy, what is even more difficult is that I hope he will no longer be trapped in a virtual network and can actually have a body of his own."

"It's not just about manipulating a mechanical body, it's about experiencing the world with sight, touch, hearing, smell, and taste, just like a human being."

"Like you and me?"

"Like you and me."