Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

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It was an inexplicable statement. Tomok didn't know what God was, but listening to Tony's tone, it seemed that the other person was going crazy.

Try it, that's how Tony feels right now.

Because Tomok's drawings are simply too weird. The drawings show a combat suit mecha. From the design point of view, it should be worn by humans. In fact, it was prepared for Tomok's size.

Tony estimated that he should be about five to six meters tall, with an Tony himself has plans to make a slightly larger Mark series, and Tomok also said that this is just a commonly used combat suit, and it can also be enlarged as a whole to make it a big guy dozens of meters tall.

But the point is

"Why do we need to install wheels on our feet? If we want to move quickly, flying in the air is enough. But adding propellers and wheels is unnecessary."

After finally calming down, Tony put an ice pack on his forehead and sat on a chair. The three views he had just re-established were once again damaged.

“Because it feels so good to glide on the ground.”

Tony didn't see the lie on Tomok's face. He raised his eyebrows, believed the answer, and then asked the second question.

"I still can't understand why painting it red makes it faster."

"Because if you paint it red, you will go faster."

With such an affirmative answer, how do you ask Tony to think about whether painting red will make you faster or painting blue will make you lucky?

If it were an ordinary person, Tony would probably give the other person this design drawing and ask him to take a physics course, starting from the most basic ones.

"Jarvis, the color scheme of the improved version of the Mark II will be changed to all red, and some parts of it will be kept silver."

"Okay, sir."

But the greenskin in front of him has been slapped in the face by facts. The mechas he made have been replaced by two generations. Tony is not a self-deceiver, and he still has the ability to accept this reality.

Hitting the wall was just because he drank too much, his mind was a little confused, and he wanted to clear his thoughts.

Maybe red can really be fast?

Maybe

Anyway, he also felt that red was suitable as the color of the mecha, and it fit well with his low-key style.

Tony lay slumped on the chair, feeling the heat of the bruise on his forehead and the coldness of the ice pack. He couldn't believe that he, a scientifically-oriented scientist, would believe such words that sounded so stupid before.

Sighing, Tony didn't want to think too much. After all, Tomok was the kind of existence that destroyed people's outlook on technology.

If he had known that Tomok had spent two days in Afghanistan drawing up the design drawings of a giant air battleship, his three views would have been gone.

"Okay, okay, you still keep me guessing, Tomok."

"So, you promised to provide materials."

"Of course, do your best if you want to do it. I don't want to see you driving a shabby mecha on the street and causing chaos, although this thing is more conspicuous."

Tomok's size is too scary. After receiving a lot of boys, he has a height of nearly four meters and an inhuman appearance. He is surrounded by the police every minute when he walks on the street.

It was the truck that Tony asked Ethan to drive that sent him to this beach house. He couldn't trust anyone else.

This mecha is really good for hiding. Using Stark's latest product as an excuse, as long as it is not damaged, Tomok will basically not be exposed in public places, and with the titanium alloy armor plate, this Something that might be stronger and more durable than any orc artifact ever seen on Earth.

"Hey, yes, I'm talking about you, don't touch that kid, put him down."

Tony shouted towards a robotic arm in the garage, and immediately, Dyson was put down, and the robotic arm hung down as if it had done something wrong.

"Dyson, yes, that's the name. Are you interested in having barbecue?"

The upper area of ​​the beach house is usually used as a place to park helicopters, but now there are several people having an outdoor barbecue here. Of course, this is Tony Stark's house, and he can do whatever he wants here.

In addition to Tomok, Dyson, Tony and Ethan, there is another black man, a bald black man with an eye patch, a leather coat and a black eye patch, just like a gangster boss.

If we put 6 people and 3 bald heads in the next world, the earth would be gone.

"Put less green pepper. We are here to grill meat, not to eat vegetables."

"Vegetables are good for your physical and mental health, especially for some dude who's missing a piece of his chest."

"If you say this to a girl, you will definitely be accused of sexual harassment."

"That's better than the sharp drop in stock price. Stark's stock price has dropped several times this month."

"Don't worry, it will rise. Hey Tomok, that piece of meat is still raw. You can do as you like."

As the saying goes, a restaurant is like a battlefield. Tony thinks that the next time he takes Tomok with him, he should at least use a large camping barbecue grill. This guy is so good at eating.

"Heh, it looks like our new friend has a good appetite."

The bald black man smiled, and Tony shrugged. There was nothing he could do about Tomok. It was normal for him to be big enough to eat.

"Okay, Director Fury, tell me what you have to say."

Tony lowered his head to help Ethan put the fresh steaks on the grill, looked up at Tomok, and said meaningfully: "After this meal, if you want to find time to talk, I may not have time to talk to you. ”

The bald black man also looked at Tomok's position, and Tomok was a little embarrassed by the two men.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Tony made a gesture with his eyes, and then the bald black man spoke.

"That's right, Tomok, you should remember S.H.I.E.L.D."

"remember."

"I am the director of SHIELD, Nick Fury. You can call me Nick or Fury."

"Oh, you are the boss of S.H.I.E.L.D., you are such a handsome bald guy."

"puff."

Glancing at Tony who was snickering next to him, Director Fury continued: "That's right, we at SHIELD have a plan to bring together superpowers in the world. We call it the Avengers Plan. I wonder if you are interested in joining."

"No."

Fury's face was expressionless and he turned his attention to Tony, who immediately looked like "what are you looking at?"

"Don't look at me. I never said he would definitely join. And given his character, this is the most normal thing to say."

Afterwards, Tony got up and went to get the wine from the wine box behind Fury. When passing him, he whispered in Fury's ear.

"You have to give conditions."

Fury obviously understood the meaning of this sentence. After all, who will do the work without giving conditions? Not everyone is the soldier who just slept for seventy years. Tomok is not an American, so why should he help him? Still alive.

"Tomok, do you like destruction and chaos?"

"I like it, that's the most beautiful thing."

"" Director Fury was speechless to Tomok's unconventional answer, and this answer seemed more suitable for being a villain.

Could it be that green people are uncontrollable explosives?

"Tomok, what do you want?" Fury chose to ask directly.

"Hmm" Tomok thought for a while and swallowed the meat in his mouth.

"I want to make a big mess"

Director Fury's expression at this moment can be summed up in four words. What the hell

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