Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

High-hanging energy-saving lamps light up the entire factory, and the huge space is divided into multiple areas.

Several robotic arms in the middle moved back and forth, weaving up and down, and the silver-white powder gushed out, quickly building the prototype of the boots, which were thick and wide.

On the left is a row of glass cabinets, where prototypes of battle armors with varying degrees of completion are placed one after another, among which the lower body has the most calves.

There is a circular area left alone on the right. Tony stands in the center, wearing armor on his legs, and the silver-white metal is full of futuristic looks; his hands are stretched out on both sides, palms facing down.

The two one-armed robots are standing in front and behind each other. Xiaodai "holds" a fire extinguisher, and the other, slightly larger one "carries" a camera.

"The fifth version of the leg energy test on the Mark 1 is about to begin. Jarvis adjusted the energy output to 2%, and you are in charge of the video recording. Don't be foolish, do you hear me?"

The two robots nodded, and Jarvis echoed "Okay."

Tony took one last deep breath.

"1, 2, 3, start."

"Buzz!"

Tony spurted a stream of flames from his limbs, dragging him up and suspending him in the air. He didn't panic, and stabilized easily after shaking a few times.

In an instant, Tony controlled his arm to move in a small range in the air, up and down, left and right.

The door opened, and Rucker walked into the factory building.

The face carved by the ax chisel has faded away, the skin on the body has a healthy wheat color, and the eyes are sharp, like a sharp blade shining with cold light.

The white T-shirt is raised high, forming an inverted triangle on the chest. His arms are strong and his steps are steady, and there seems to be the sound of a tiger roaring when he walks.

Lark offered ten times the price, and Hawkeye naturally had no reservations, throwing out all the skills he knew.With him as a sparring partner, and with the assistance of Yumanji gems, the progress can be described as rapid.

To put it bluntly, if he were to face the former him now, he would be sent to the hospital with just one punch.

The console is a huge screen, the energy output percentage is on the left, and countless codes are flashing on the right.

Except for the color, the beginning of the movie is exactly the same as when Lark watched The Matrix, and even worse, because it is true.

Looking across the showcase, Lak's eyes flashed with distress. The cheapest "scrap" in it costs hundreds of thousands of dollars.

It is absolutely true that the poor rely on mutation and the rich rely on technology.

"Prodigal Tony, how long is the test?"

Well, Lark just picked it up.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear any louder."

"...Is what I want ready?"

"Okay, wait for me for a while."

The flames died down and Tony fell to the ground.

He tore off the wires attached to his body and walked straight towards Lark, the armor clanging on the ground, and he raised his arms to touch it lightly.

"Lark, let's see how I look. The latest improved version, you have seen the test results. I will be able to fly in the sky soon."

As he spoke, he showed Lak the device in his hand.The excitement on the face is hard to hide

The ring in the middle is fixed by a few iron bars, simple but effective, enough for experiments.

Flying has been a dream of mankind since ancient times.

Soon, he will fulfill this dream on behalf of all mankind.

Lark tapped on it with his fingers, symbolically commenting:

"Excellent, I am looking forward to that day, remember to give me a set when the time comes."

"But now I just want you to take me to see the equipment I want. Tonight is cloudless, and it is a good day to enjoy the moon."

The armor is very handsome and cool, and no man can refuse it, but the premise of all this is that the finished armor placed in the room can go out and pretend to be 13 and save the world.

Instead of hiding in a dark room, three grown men held hammers and hammered for one hundred and eighty days (a bit exaggerated).

Freshness?Anticipation?It would be nice not to throw it on the stove to melt it.

"Cut, scumbag." Tony taunted, and hurried towards the glass cabinet before Lark raised his fist.

"follow me."

"Huh, prodigal son." Lark was not to be outdone.

There was a metal panel on the wall next to the glass cabinet. Tony entered the password, and there was a sound of mechanical operation in his ear, and the ground was sunken, revealing a downward passage.

The channel is inclined at 45 degrees, 3 meters wide and 4 meters long. The entire body is made of metal and is very strong.

After entering, the view becomes dim.

The number of overhead lights is reduced, and the walls are light gray.

This is a square space fifteen meters wide and four meters high.

Facing Luck was a motorcycle with an exaggerated shape and tires that were almost as wide as the body.

The glass cabinets on the wall are lined up, and there is a pair of tough-looking armor with a cape behind it. Like the motorcycle, it has a pure black style, which suits Luck very well.

Batman?

no,

It's just a bit like it.

Lark did have this idea at first, but it was rejected by Tony as soon as he proposed it. He bluntly said that the things in the comics are not in line with aerodynamics, etc., especially the ears on the head.

Not attracting attention?

Tony stood in front of the armor with his arms folded and raised his head:

"Let's see, the battle armor and motorcycle are all built according to your needs. They are concealed, quiet, and flexible. I also left you a little surprise, which Jarvis will tell you later."

"Thank you!" Lark said sincerely.

"Cut..." Tony curled his lips and walked towards the ground.The sound came from above.

"be careful."

Quite arrogant...

Luck pressed his hand on the glass cabinet, Guanghua scanned it, and the fingerprint verification was successful.

Several mechanical arms protruded from the ceiling and began to put on the armor for Lark.

Because the flight function is still in the testing stage, this armor is not equipped, so it is quick and easy to dress up.

The hardest part of the suit is flying.

If not, it cannot be produced.

The pair in my hand belongs to the category of power armor.

After dressing up, Lak made a few random movements to feel it. The built-in reactor provided power. He only had one word to describe it.

powerful!

Riding on the motorcycle, Lak ordered:

"Jarvis, target the Brooklyn port, start planning the route, surveillance and police are all left to you."

"Okay, sir, the route has been planned, and it is estimated to arrive at the destination within an hour."

The alloy wall in front shrinks, revealing a long corridor.

……

"Boss, Mr. Lark has already set off. Do I need to synchronize the location with you?"

Tony sat in front of the console, absent-mindedly debugging the armor.

The whirring sound of the 3D printer echoed in his ears, making him irritated.

Can't tell why.

"...No, everyone has their own secrets. I respect Lak, and let me know if something goes wrong."

After a while, Tony took off his leg armor and left the console.

Walking out of the factory, the full moon hangs in the sky, shedding countless brilliance.

Abao led his harem group to point out Jiangshan in the factory area, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

I... forget it, I don’t share your common knowledge.

Tony greeted the security guard at the door, clutched his little heart, and prepared to return to the factory building.

At this time, the lens emits projection.

The lady with fiery red hair walked through the crowd and said in surprise: "Oh, what a coincidence, Ms. Pepper, we meet again, and this Mr. Happy."