Marvel's Father Earth

The third-generation MK armor that was supposed to accompany Tony for several years was successfully retired.

After sending Obadiah away, Tony approached Gallon happily, thinking that it was a sunny day, and then...

"Hello? Are you all right?"

"Hey~ don't touch my face! You bastard, don't you know whether to hit someone in the face or not?"

"Who said your face deserves a beating so much? Especially that mouth."

Garen and Tony were sitting on the beach. The difference was that Garen was enjoying the sea breeze at night, with his long flowing hair flowing in the wind, looking free and easy; while Tony had a bruised nose and a swollen face, applying an ice pack to his face, constantly breathing in the cold air and screaming in pain, and Beside him were pieces of armor scattered on the ground.

Tony approached Garen to fight on the sea near the villa, which was also a test of the armor.

but……

In the first half, Galleon just kept dodging back and forth, while Tony chased and attacked, just walking him around. In the second half, Galleon got tired of playing with him, and directly removed Tony's armor and rode Tony directly underneath him. Punch greeted him in the face.

They were all flesh wounds, but Tony had a big head, and his head was extremely inconsistent with his body.

Now he was "comfortable". The test of the armor was meaningless. He couldn't hit, dodge, or block. He even got beaten up by Fatty.

"Do you still have confidence in your toys now?" Garen asked jokingly.

"I told you it's not a toy! Just wait! One day I will develop the most powerful armor and knock you to the ground and beat you back!" Tony returned to the basement angrily. As for the remains of the armor, there is no need to recycle them. After all, they were all torn into pieces. Even if Tony wanted to restore them, it would be difficult for him to do so, let alone others.

Garen shrugged and went home without asking for trouble.

"Jarvis, pull up the battle records just now and analyze the data." Tony returned to the laboratory and immediately planned the MK fourth-generation armor.

"It has been completed, sir, but with all due respect, this data is of little significance." Jarvis called up the data analysis and then answered Tony.

"Of course I know, but you have to dig something out, otherwise this beating will be in vain." Tony replied angrily.

Watching the video of the two fighting over and over again, constantly slowing down the speed, in the video, Tony's movements are almost stationary, but Garen has moved as usual, sometimes even so fast that it leaves afterimages.

"Jarvis, can you calculate the speed of Galleons?" Tony asked, covering his forehead.

"Sir, after calculation, Mr. Garonne's speed is about Mach 100. Judging from Mr. Garonne's physical characteristics, he should be merciful."

"I know this without you having to tell me." Tony is a narcissist, but he is not so conceited as to be stupid. He didn't think that the armor he made could beat Galleons from the beginning, even though he had never seen Galleons. De's true strength must be high among the Saints. Otherwise, how could Merin let him serve as his bodyguard?

The process of scientific research is a process of continuous experimentation and continuous improvement, and Tony is naturally the same. Only when the gap is found can there be a clear direction for improvement.

So Tony was very arrogant, but the purpose was to test the armor.

But now he has a headache.

His idea was correct, but he was looking for the wrong target. Garen's strength had made him unable to see the gap. This test was completely meaningless.

"Sir, if you want to use Saint Seiya as a test subject, I suggest starting with Bronze Saint Seiya." Jarvis suggested.

"It's a good idea, but the problem is...I don't seem to be familiar with the Bronze Saints?"

"Mr. Steve is a Bronze Saint."

"Beautiful country's buttocks? Forget it, I'm afraid of being taught a lesson by Aunt Carter."

"Another set of proposals, contact Mr. Main and inform him of the details."

Tony was silent after hearing this. This was indeed a good idea. He believed that as long as he informed Myline about the matter and asked for his help, he would definitely support it.

But Tony doesn't want to do this. His pride doesn't allow him to continue to rely on the help of others to grow. The previous kidnapping is already one, and he doesn't want a second time for the time being.

And... his purpose in developing the armor was to do something right for the world, such as fighting terrorists, destroying sold arms, preventing wars, etc.

Furthermore, he also hopes that when the Holy War comes, his safety will not be in the hands of others, even if the other party is the respectable Saint Seiya and Merin.

Tony fell into thinking, looking for ways to test the armor and upgrade plans for the armor, but Jarvis' reminder interrupted his thinking.

"Sir, Colonel Rhodes is here."

"Rody? Why is he here? Let him come to me directly... No! Wait! Let him leave! I don't want to see him now..."

"It's too late. Colonel Rhodes has already gone downstairs."

After the words fell, the glass door of the laboratory was pushed open.

"Hey, Tony, I have something...O! Shet! What's wrong with you?"

"...Don't ask. If you ask, it will be a long story."

"Then let's make a long story short?"

"...Please leave immediately before I get angry."

……

Galen returned home, and Merin was waiting for his report.

"Sir, that kid Tony has really grown up."

"Really? So you beat him up?" Maierin asked with a half-smile.

"Hehe, it's not my fault. His mouth really stinks."

"This is true. Aren't you afraid that he will deduct your salary?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. Maria has always been responsible for my salary."

"Haha, tell me, what do you think of his armor?"

"At this stage, it can only be a toy." Garon used the most appropriate words to form his evaluation.

"At this stage...?"

"Yes, Tony is a very serious person. He will not look back even if he hits the wall when he sees something right. His armor also has great potential, so... the future is promising."

"You would actually give him such a high evaluation?" Merin was stunned for a moment and joked. You must know that Garen's pride is among the best in the Holy Realm. Even though he can easily get along with everyone, but really want to say There are really not many people he likes. Steve is the only one outside the sanctuary who has been praised by him, and Tony is honored to be the second one.

"Sir, do you need..."

"No need, Tony is very proud. You will make him unhappy if you do this. Don't worry about him until he speaks. But you can tell Howard and let him slowly get in touch with the theoretical knowledge of Oliha Steel and the small universe." Merin ordered.

"Howard, sir, I heard that his research on Oliha steel has yielded results?"

"Well, Howard is indeed a genius. He only learned the forging method from the Jamil family for two years and then figured out a brand new processing technology on his own. I heard that he has also made great breakthroughs in the research on making the Holy Cloth portable and portable. In the future, You don’t have to carry a suitcase around all day long.” Maierin smiled.

"That's really great, sir. You don't know. I don't wear the holy robes on weekdays, but I have to carry them with me. Walking on the street with this big box, the turnaround rate is too high." Garon said bitterly. One face complained.

"It has nothing to do with you, right? Aren't you always storing the box of holy clothes in another dimension?"

"Uh...hehe, aren't I thinking about my brothers?"

"Oh? Really? I seem to remember Shion's recent report that there was a problem with the laundry room in the Sanctuary. Since you care so much about your brothers, then you..."

"Shu~"

Garen trembled and disappeared directly on the spot. From the void, he said: "The work is not finished yet. Let's go back to the company first."

Merin grinned. This brat was getting more and more dishonest, but it didn't matter. No matter how old Garen and the others were, they were still children in Merin's eyes. Compared with being rigid and serious all day long, such a family was more beautiful. Lively and happy.

……

Garen did as he said and went directly back to his office in Stark Industries. Although he didn't come a few times a year, it was always cleaned and kept neat and clean.

This is Garen's safe house. Whenever Merin is about to get angry, he will hide here.

Even if he were beaten to death, he would not believe that the pope of the Holy Realm would report the problem of the laundry room to the Lord God Merin!

If there is no laundry room, can’t I wash it myself?Married people have wives!Those who are not married have girlfriends!The remaining fighters who have no wives or girlfriends still have a laundromat outside!It’s not your turn no matter what!

No, that's not the point!The point is that Garen recalled the memory of being pranked by Merin and Shion. This was a stain on his life, and it was also the memory he least wanted to think of.

When he thought of that memory, it was like a strong stench enveloped him, and his stomach immediately turned upside down. Those people were really animals!A pair of socks is stuffed under the bed and not washed for a year or two!

Especially the eldest brother Saga!He is gentle and kind, but the cut is black. He pats your shoulder with a worried look on his face, making you relax your vigilance. The next second, he is engulfed by a mountain of unwashed clothes, including that pair of socks!

"Huh~ It seems that I can't go back recently, so I'll just stay here for a few days." Garen decided, but at this time, his phone rang and he received two messages.

The first one was sent to him by Jarvis. The content was that after he left, Tony's good friend Colonel Rhodes came. Seeing his bruised nose and face, he laughed at him and left a photo as a souvenir. Tony vowed to pay double the amount back to him and Colonel Rhodes, reminding Garen to pay attention to safety.

Photos are also attached.

This made Galen so amused that he slapped the table with laughter and smashed the desk into pieces.

Still want to give it back to me?Hehe, come on, let me let you experience the life of the big-headed son.

The other email was sent to him by Pepper, and it was about work. As soon as he opened it, Garen was dumbfounded and immediately dialed Pepper's number.

"Hey."

"Pepper, are you sure you're not kidding?"

"What joke?"

"That's the email!"

"Of course not. Tony was originally responsible for this job, but he asked me to assign it to you."

"I……"

"I checked your latest itinerary. You are free tomorrow. No diarrhea, no traffic jams, no going to the hospital..."

Garen: ~囧~

"Remember to be on time tomorrow. This negotiation is very important to the company, that's all."

"pat~"

It wasn't until the call was hung up that Galen was still in the "embarrassed" state for a long time. After confirming again that the other party's name in the email was "Hope Van Dyne", he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Tony! You tricked me!"