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After an unknown amount of time, Tony's breathing became calmer.

His heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and even the pores on his body began to relax.

His face also became a lot more rosy.

Looking at Tony lying on the sofa who was still awake, Joyce nodded with satisfaction.

Then he picked up the cup and drank the little wine he had left.

"Jarvis, have you recorded it? That's almost it. All you have to do is wait for his body to repair itself."

This operation successfully transformed Tony, and he found through perception that his physical fitness has more than doubled than before!

Fortunately, Tony has changed his ways now, otherwise those cover girls would suffer.

"Remember to send me this video."

"Okay Father Joestar, thank you for treating Mr. Stark."

Joyce had a delusion.

There seems to be some sense of gratitude in the electronic sound.

Is this autonomous evolution?

He waved his hand, indicating that it was not a big problem.

It would take some time for Tony to wake up, and the bored Joyce began to wander around his luxurious villa.

First, he found his wine cabinet and took out a bottle of wine he didn't recognize. It looked valuable anyway.

After walking around and basking in the sun for a while, I came to Tony's exclusive basement and admired his suit.

Good guy, there are more than 40 sets.

"Sir, this set is the first-generation armor first developed by Mr. Stark, but it is a replica. Mr. Stark also escaped from death through this set of armor."

"MARK15, also called sneaky, is a stealth suit with a military-grade mirror-reflective coating on the surface that can change color according to the surrounding environment."

"Mark23, Shadow, this is a high-temperature-resistant armor researched by Mr. Stark."

"It has multiple layers of thermal insulation protection and defensive armor. It can work normally in extreme temperature environments and can even walk on lava from volcanic eruptions."

"Mark35 Red Snapper is disaster rescue armor. This armor is designed to survive in dangerous places."

"The overall design adopts a polygonal diamond shape, and the defense strength is quite high. It has shaft-shaped reinforcements in many parts of the body. Even if it is buried by a landslide during rescue in a landslide area, it can easily escape."

Jarvis' presentation is extremely professional and all the armor here has his input.

It also introduces in detail the systems and weapon configurations carried by each armor.

Even more outrageous, Tony even specially designed a battle armor in order to transport his huge wine cellar.

I wonder if they will develop a armor specifically to help him feed him in the future?

In this way, time passed minute by minute with Jarvis's introduction and Joyce's admiration.

......

I'm always in a lot of trouble.

When my parents told me the story about Santa Claus, the only thing I could think about was that there was no way this guy's business model could continue.

And God?

Oh my God, I mean I still don't believe them.

Those so-called precisely defined beliefs are actually cumbersome evidence.

Empiricism, pedantry and other boring content.

There will always be things in the future that are exactly what we think.

Optimism makes the world a better place.

Because pessimism never attempts to beautify.

I believe that as long as I keep wearing this armor, nothing can stop me.

I want to do what I want to do!

I have to become better and more powerful so that I can protect the people I want to protect!

Protect this world!

My life cannot stop and cannot be stopped by anything.

Ok?

what is this?

Light?

Consciousness follows the direction of the light.

The confused Tony slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling.

Fragments of that dream flashed in my mind, and that scene played over and over again in my mind.

At this moment, he felt that his mind was blank.

"Jarvis? What's wrong with me? Am I going to die?"

Tony murmured to himself with dull eyes, and his voice was so weak that he couldn't even hear it clearly.

I also felt a sense of weakness all over my body.

Fortunately, Jarvis, as an artificial intelligence, understands every move of this family.

"Mr. Stark, you're just too tired."

"Your chest injuries and heart have fully healed. Father Joestar healed you."

"what?"

"I just remember him hitting me. What happened next?"

Tony, who was shocked to hear that he had fully recovered, suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body for some unknown reason, and he sat up straight in an instant.

He lowered his head and pulled off his pajamas, looking at his chest.

I saw that the location where the reactor was originally located was completely healed.

Tony, who didn't believe it, reached out and touched it. It was a familiar feeling.

"My injury healed?!"

"Yes, your wound has completely healed. Not only that, you have also gained a new life."

Jarvis answered in the affirmative.

"Where are the others? Are you gone?"

Tony looked around in confusion and did not find Joyce.

This guy is really a good person, he just leaves after doing good things.

"No, Mr. Joestar is admiring the steel suit you built in your basement."

Tony stood up quickly after hearing this, regardless of his hunger.

He ran to the basement door as fast as he could, opened the door and walked in.

"Joyce Joestar! Can you explain to me what just happened?"

Tony looked at Joyce standing next to the armor and roared.

Although his voice was roaring, it didn't have much momentum.

When Joyce heard his voice, she stretched out her left little finger and picked out her ear, then flicked it at Tony.

"I've taken care of all your injuries, so you know my bank card account number, just dial one billion or eighty million."

Joyce, who was smiling, walked up to him and looked up and down.

"Impossible, I didn't ask you to heal me!"

The tough-tongued Tony seemed a little tough. After a moment of pause, he took two steps back and looked at Joyce.

"How on earth did you do it?"

"Isn't this very simple? I just used a slightly special method. First this way, then that way. Isn't this normal?"

Seeing that Tony still looked a little unbelieving, Joyce shrugged, took out his phone, opened a video and waved it in front of him.

"Jarvis, show him the video just now for him to enjoy."

At his request, a monitor in the basement began playing Joyce's entire treatment.

Looking at the familiar self on the screen, Tony's face became a little stiff.

What is the mode of operation?

Use such a big sword to cut the flesh on his chest?

Invisible action, is it a substitute?

Damn is it so cruel?Just snap off my metal ring?