Marvel's I Can Control Metal

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"Yoho, I escaped. How could those idiots catch me, Jason the Ghost?"

A thin man with red skin came out of the cab.

With an uncontrollable excited smile on his face, the cabin behind was filled with all kinds of scattered spacecraft accessories.

There is a small pocket among the parts pile, with a hint of lavender light.

Jason picked up the small bag.

"This kind of high-energy battery can be sold for at least 17 yuan a piece. Here are [-] yuan, a total of [-] yuan. It seems that I can buy a new set of equipment, and then I can go..."

Before he could finish speaking, a metal can suddenly hit him from behind.

Hit him directly in the back of the head.

崩

With a crisp sound, the man fell down directly, still holding the small glowing bag tightly in his hand.

The hatch of the small spaceship was forcibly opened, and a young man wearing a black wire suit walked in excitedly from the void.

Looking at everything in front of him, Leo's eyes were full of excitement, excitement, and a hint of relaxation.

With a wave of his little hand, the metal can quickly softened and turned into a slender metal wire, tightly wrapping the man beside him.

His hands, feet, body, and even a wire mask were fastened to his face.

A light press of a finger.

The metal wire on his body extended directly downwards, locking the man firmly to the floor.

Leo's remaining sanity did not allow him to destroy the spaceship crazily.

But looking at everything around him, Leo finally had some hope in his desperate eyes.

Get in the driver's seat.

The small spacecraft quickly rushed towards the original small meteorite.

The meteorite automatically wrapped the spacecraft and placed it in the center of the meteorite.

The entire meteorite quickly recovered into a potato shape and stopped in place without moving.

Leo's eyelids sank, he sat in the driver's seat and fell into a deep sleep.

In this cabin, many devices are glowing faintly. These are all rays of hope.

......

"Ah ah..."

Malibu villa, basement.

Tony was pointing a shooting gun at his left arm, and at the same time, he screamed softly every time he fired.

"Please give me a few hours to correct..."

"no"

Tony resolutely rejected Jarvis's request, and at the same time, he implanted the last micro-relay into his arm.

Wipe off the blood drops on your arms.

Several micro-positioning devices are implanted in both arms.

"You have the final say. You probably don't want to hear the subsequent security briefing," Jarvis continued.

"Yes."

Tony got a little excited.

"Okay, come on."

He stood up and looked at the one-armed robot sweeping the floor not far away, "Xiaodai, Xiaodai, go stand in the corner, do you know what you did?"

"There's blood on the mat, go clean it up."

Tony usually likes to tease Derpy, even though this little guy did him a big favor.

With that said, he walked towards the equipment table.

"Sir, I would like to remind you that you have not slept for 72 hours." Jarvis reminded you thoughtfully.

But Tony seemed not to hear it and stood on the equipment table.

Look at Mark [-] to Mark [-] standing on the edge of the wall.

He said loudly and seriously to them.

"Ladies, good evening, welcome to the delivery room. I would like to introduce to you, your newly born bad boy."

Turn around and aim at the camera.

"Mark 42, automatic combination test, start the test program."

Tony also raised his hands slightly nervously, and the armor parts scattered on the table beside him also emitted bursts of light.

"Jarvis, put down the needle."

The old-fashioned record player nearby played a cheerful Christmas song.

Tony couldn't help but sway to the music to cheer up his mental state after not sleeping for 72 hours.

Looking expectantly at the pile of parts on the table, he stretched out his left hand and raised his right hand into a fist.

But nothing happened.

I tried two more times, but there was still no movement on the armor on the table.

"hateful."

Tony clapped his arm and tried again.

A component on the table spurted out flames and flew toward his left hand.

After hitting it, it quickly turned into a hand part, completely covering the entire forearm.

At the same time, the shoulder armor of the left arm and the battle armor on the arm were all attached, quickly deformed, merged, and fit together tightly.

Immediately afterwards, the right palm stretched out, and several parts on the table began to fly over and fit on the right palm and right arm.

Seeing that everything was going well, a cheerful smile appeared on Tony's face.

"Okay, let's all come together."

All the parts on the table ejected blue fireworks and flew over from different angles.

The first was the right leg part, which was slightly askew, but with Tony's active cooperation, it was successfully installed.

The mask flew over with great force, but Tony blocked it with his arm, knocking it to the side and getting stuck in the display glass cabinet nearby.

"The speed is too fast, slow it down a little...a little."

He crouched down to avoid another swift armor part and said quickly.

Several parts quickly attached themselves and pushed Tony away, but flames emerged from his hands and feet, stabilizing his body.

"Jarvis, please slow down please"

Tony flew back to the experimental armor platform.

The remaining parts slowly attached themselves, including the chest, back, shoulders, elbows, and waist.

He ducked sideways to avoid the visor rushing from behind and knocked the record player away.

Then he rose into the air again, and Tony was in front of him.

Tony, who had already put on most of the armor, was also looking at the piece of face armor in front of him.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you."

The visor flew over and changed direction, but at the same time it also turned upside down.

Tony did a slight somersault and caught the visor perfectly.

The virtual status bar appeared in front of Tony.

Tony, who put on the armor, seemed to brighten up for a moment, "I'm the best."

But there was also a lower back part that hit me from behind.

Tony was knocked away, and the entire golden-red Mark 42 armor was directly shattered.

Tony was knocked to the ground in pain, and he crawled up from the ground to sit up uncomfortably.

"Sir, it's always a pleasure to see you at work."

Jarvis's voice boomed throughout the studio.

But Tony, who took off his mask and still had a trace of bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth, had frightened eyes as he sat on the ground and looked at the armor scattered around him.

It seemed that the soul that was still full of energy just now dissipated as the armor was scattered, leaving only an extremely frightened Tony Stark who had to face reality.