Chapter 059: The Legend of Iron Man
What the reaction of Zhou Cheng and Black Widow was, Tony Stark naturally couldn't know.
Playboy after a wave of operations, sending his dear Uncle Obadai in.
So he shut himself in the basement again, and turned his ears to what was going on outside the window.
No matter how stormy and turbulent the Stark Group is, it has nothing to do with his big Tony.
Tony Stark really doesn't care at all.
Not to mention thinking of a way to alleviate this crisis of the group, Playboy doesn't even read the relevant news.
It was all filtered out by Jarvis.
Now Tony Stark, all his thoughts are on one thing: building a steel armor!
And it has to be said.
Tony Stark is indeed a superscientist who has opened his mind.
The Iron Warframe is something that is out of the current era, and others can't even copy their homework.
But Playboy started from scratch and only took more than half a month to build.
Not even twenty days!
What is 20 days enough?
In the general scientific research team, I'm afraid it's good to even understand the concept, right?
But Tony Stark just messed up the armor!
It's not the engineering prototype like Mark Er that almost made the playboy die before he could get out of the school because of the icing problem.
It's a finished product that can really be put into use!
Mark III!
That's right, it's the classic Mark III.
Looking at the cool, powerful and beautiful red and gold armor in front of him, Tony Stark couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
This is "Iron Man"!
"Iron Man" as recorded in the diary.
At the beginning, Tony Stark had been mistaken for some supernatural power to control metal, but now it seems that he has indeed been misled.
This kind of extremely cool armor that no one can take their eyes off is his own style.
So~
In the future, he will not only become a superhero with this steel armor, but also become a cosmic-level powerhouse?
Hexachlorocyclohexane!
It's worthy of his big Tony, who has always been so good.
"Sir, you succeeded."
"From now on, you're Iron Man."
Jarvis, the intimate smart housekeeper, immediately sent a congratulatory message.
"Of course I'll succeed, there's no doubt about it."
Tony Stark nodded as a matter of course, never knowing what humility was, as always.
But then.
The playboy changed his words, "But 'Iron Man'? It's a bit old-fashioned, and the armor is alloy, not steel at all! ”
"Then I'm in the other universe, my taste is too bad, right?"
In fact, Playboy is quite satisfied with the title "Iron Man", he just doesn't like the feeling of everything being predicted by the diary.
That's just terrible.
But for other things, so far, Tony Stark really can't change.
But a little rebellion in his nickname, Playboy can still do it.
"'Iron Man' is indeed a bit more straightforward, and it doesn't fit your usual style of low-key humility."
Jarvis, the intimate butler, also agreed.
In a way, this nickname does not fit Tony Stark's character.
"So sir, what better idea do you have?"
Jarvis asked again.
"Please, any one of them is better than 'Iron Man', right?" 'The Destroyer', 'The Crusher', 'Metal God of War'...... Take your pick! ”
Tony Stark didn't think about it, he opened his mouth and came.
"It's in line with your humble and low-key style."
Jarvis slapped a sycophant, which won the favor of his master.
"Then 'The Destroyer'!"
Tony Starcloy was glad to have made such a decision.
"It's good if you're happy."
"Alright Jarvis, are you ready for the Destroyer' debut?"
Ignoring Jarvis's teasing, Tony Stark clapped his hands, his face showing a look of solemnity and anticipation.
"Are you really going to do that?"
Jarvis is still very intelligent, and naturally understands what Tony Stark means by "debut".
That's why I confirmed it again and again.
"What do you say? Why else would I want to make a Warframe? ”
"As you wish, sir!"
Bang bang bang!
With a command from Tony Stark.
Robotic arms began to poke out, sandwiching armor parts around Tony Stark.
After a dazzling operation, the playboy successfully put the cool Mark III on his body.
Iron Man, oh no, it should be called The Destroyer, and so on.
"Sir, have you decided where you're going to make your debut?"
"Of course, that town called Gemmila!"
Tony Stark didn't hesitate.
He remembered very well that Gemmira was Ethan's hometown!
So Tony Stark sees on Stan's list that Germira also has a base for the Ten Commandments.
Without any hesitation, this was chosen as the first target.
"What are you waiting for, Jarvis?"
Sou!
The next moment.
Mark San swooped up from the ground.
Flew out of Tony Stark's luxurious villa, blended into the air and disappeared.
Boom Boom!
Bang bang bang!
A few hours later, an earth-shattering explosion was heard in the small town of Gemira.
All the weapons of the Stark Group in the town were destroyed, and the "remnants" of the Ten Commandments within it were also annihilated.
And that's just the beginning!
Since the small town of Grima.
The cool Mark III is often found in all corners of the world, appearing in the terrorist armed bases on various stan lists.
Everywhere it passed, there was smoke and artillery fire, a huge roar and blazing flames.
Under the tireless efforts of Tony Stark.
The weapons of the Stark Group, which fell into the hands of major terrorists and armed groups, were destroyed one after another.
But at the same time.
Tony Stark, or his destroyer, inevitably alarmed some people.
Attracted some attention.
None of them.
Tony Stark is making too much noise, and the people in the military aren't shitty or stupid.
It's okay to say once or twice.
But how could Tony Stark not notice that he was doing things one after another?
Even Tony Stark's good friend, Colonel Rhodes, covered up a wave for Tony Stark.
Otherwise, Tony Stark would have been targeted by the military.
And except for the military.
The media, which are pervasive and sometimes even sharper than the nose of the relevant departments, have even sniffed something.
Even if Tony Stark was careful, some vague information still circulated.
This one goes back and forth.
The legend of "Iron Man", who fought criminals all over the world, slowly spread.