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Jarvis, are you there?"

In the basement, Tony, wearing a white vest and holding two wrenches in his hands, spoke into the air.

"For you, sir, I am always here."

"I would like to create a new project document labeled 'Mark II'."

Tony stared at the tattered Mark I armor in the center of the laboratory with a complicated expression.

It was this suit of armor made of scrap metal that helped him escape from the clutches of the Ten Rings terrorists...

Well, it’s not really an escape, although he was rescued…but the great Tony Stark would never admit to his technical problems.

If Jonathan wasn't there, he believed he could still escape, but some of his techniques still needed to be perfected.

“Should I store all the files in Stark Industries… Actually, I don’t know who to trust now, until I say otherwise…

Then upload the data to my private server first."

Tony thought about it and gave Jarvis an order.

"Want to work on a secret project sir?"

"Emm... Honestly, I don't want this thing to fall into the wrong hands again. Maybe it can do some good in my hands."

"Okay, sir."

The male voice of the artificial intelligence butler Jarvis sounded.

The next second, a blue beam of light began to sweep back and forth across the surface of the Mark I's basic armor, accurately recording every detail and uploading it to the server.

Tony turned and walked over to his holostage.

Following his gesture, the three-dimensional image of Mark I slowly unfolded in the air, and a holographically projected blue clip-type keyboard appeared in his hand.

Tony stared at the rough design of "Mark II" carefully, thought for a while, and suddenly showed an extremely disgusted expression.

"Look at the angle that the thruster is mounted at. It's a joke."

he said to himself.

"And this energy distribution system is so horribly inefficient... How did I make this shit?"

But then Tony gave an awkward but polite smile.

"However, considering it was made in a cave out of scrap metal, this is not a stain on the creation of the great Tony Stark."

Tony took a deep breath, his eyes firm.

"Okay, time to get really high-tech... Jarvis,"

"Sir, do you have any specific instructions?"

Tony's fingers moved quickly in the air, calling up the design drawings of dozens of subsystems.

"First, we need a completely new power source... That damn car battery can't even last ten minutes. A miniaturized Ark reactor with an output power at least three times higher than the one on your chest."

"Jarvis, what do you think?"

“Sir, theoretically, this design can indeed achieve your goal, sir.

But I must point out that 78% of these technologies are still in the experimental stage and have never been applied in actual engineering.”

Tony looked depressed when he heard this.

This damn artificial intelligence...why does it always like to tell the truth?

"I just don't believe it... The great Tony Stark would be stumped by this kind of technology?"

"Jarvis, start the simulation thread... and see if the 10% propulsion energy can be increased."

"According to preliminary calculations, sir, to increase output by that much without increasing bulk would probably require the use of some new, untested material."

Tony raised his eyebrows in displeasure when he heard what Jarvis said.

"Jarvis, when has 'untested' scared me? Go check out what new superconducting materials there are. Oh, and contact Professor Jackson at MIT to see if there's any new progress on his project."

"Yes, sir."

For the next few hours, Tony was completely immersed in the design, and the holographic projection kept changing, showing more and more complex mechanical structures.

The first is the energy plan.

The most critical technological breakthrough of Mark II lies in its power source - the miniature Ark reactor.

Tony comprehensively upgraded the first generation reactor, increasing the energy density of the new version by 300% while reducing the original weight by 40%, with the main focus on lightness.

Due to the heavy and extremely difficult operation experience that simulated the operation of a 500-pound fat man... Tony now just wants to make a portable armor. Tony doesn't want to experience the feeling of having a big belly again.

(Hulkbuster MK44 Veronica:?)

Second, it is stability.

By improving the synthesis process of palladium, Tony developed a complex automatic adjustment algorithm that enables the reactor to dynamically adjust energy output according to the real-time needs of the armor.

At the same time, he also optimized the interface, reducing energy loss in energy transmission by 95%, ensuring that the reactor's energy can be efficiently distributed to various systems of the armor.

For the structural design of the armor exoskeleton, Tony intends to focus on lightweighting and enhancing balance.

It's simple... Because of Jonathan's experience of vomiting during flying, Tony wanted to consider adding a flying function to the second-generation armor.

At this time, an alloy material that is strong enough to withstand high-intensity impact is needed.

Through Jarvis' screening, Tony chose a new type of titanium alloy, which is 5 times stronger than ordinary titanium alloy and only 80% lighter.

In addition, this alloy has shape memory properties and can quickly return to its original shape after being attacked, making it very suitable for recovery after injuries.

The last one is modular design.

Tony disassembled the entire suit of armor into hundreds of precision parts, each of which can be replaced, upgraded, and assembled individually.

Some parts of the armor are designed to be deformable and can automatically adjust their shape according to the flight posture.

Finally, Tony covered the outer layer of the armor with a special coating only a few nanometers thick, which can absorb most electromagnetic waves and reduce the radar cross-section.

That’s it… The “Mark II” with its silver streamlined lines and explosive sense of technology has been completed.

Looking at this "big baby", Tony rubbed his sore eyes, his face full of excitement.

He couldn't wait to put on his armor and pretend to be Thirteen.

But just at this moment, the ring of the doorbell interrupted his interest.

"Mr. Obadiah is here, and he's upstairs now."

"What do you think I should say... Never mind, I'll go up now."

Tony felt uncomfortable at the thought of meeting Obadiah. Although he was a loyal partner of the dead father, his hands had not been clean all along...

Tony turned a blind eye to inserting his hands into the board of directors and interfering with the weapons department...

But the most important thing is...it is obviously their own weapons department, why would they sell weapons to the terrorists of the Ten Rings Gang?

Out of basic trust, Tony felt that there might be a mistake made by Obadiah's men...but he always had an uncomfortable feeling.