[Iron Man] Did the president save the world today?

Going to meet the Jarvis couple doesn't seem to be a particularly difficult process, because the two people on the plane are too busy to worry about this matter. AIM put Stark's industrial pits enough, and Stark looked at the high base Gao's folder was lost in thought.

"Amy," Stark stared at Amy, who was sitting upright and working hard, with his big eyes flickering, "Are you tired?"

"It's okay," Amy looked up at him, but was fascinated by his big beautiful eyes, and asked with a smile, "Why, are you tired? Rest when you're tired."

Stark disagreed: "I rest, you work, this is not good."

"Why not?" Amy took the documents in front of him, "You are in charge of fighting and killing, and I am in charge of making money to support the family. Do you think it is okay?"

"I wish we could all rest..." Stark thought, "How about an AI running the company?"

"Like Jarvis?" Amy found the idea amusing. "Gosh, I don't think there's a better AI than Jarvis."

"Maybe Jarvis isn't the best," Stark muttered, staring at the clouds outside the plane, "if AI can be used to protect the earth..."

Amy frowned, got up and walked over, and hugged him gently: "Honey, are you still worrying about aliens?"

"I can't help but worry..." Stark said.

"Then I'll find something for you to do," Amy thought seriously, "I really want to take a break, why don't you just do what you said, be an artificial intelligence to take charge of the company for me, and I will go to fight and kill ,How about it?"

Stark smiled suddenly: "Do you think I had this idea the first day?" He took out a disk from his backpack and handed it to Amy, "Honey, you can name him."

Amy took the disk, a little dazed: "You, you have already done it—"

"Yeah, this is the gift I wanted to give for Christmas, but then my home was bombed, and it took me a while to restore the data." He stretched himself, "Oh, I stayed up all night."

Amy blinked, lowered her head and kissed his forehead: "I thought those of you were still developing the battle suits all night..."

She really knows herself very well... Stark remained silent. Although he was not studying the suit, he was studying other things, but the starting point was the same, still for those aliens.

Amy put the disk on the table, picked up a signature pen and carefully wrote a few letters - BUNNY, speaking of which, her rabbit Bunny is still waiting for her in Nevada.

"Bunny can't handle everything for you," Stark changed his words very smoothly, "he can only do some basic document review and the like, and if he encounters something that cannot be processed, he will still send it to you , I’m afraid you still have to check email on your computer every day.”

"So Bunny is a filter?" Amy said, "Even so, I'll be much more relaxed."

The two people on the plane were happy, but there was an undercurrent inside. Amy was worried that Stark would fall into the madness brought about by anxiety again, but Stark was worried about the extremis virus on Amy.

Why do they always have different dreams in the same bed?Distressed for two seconds.

The journey ended quickly, and the two drove to Amy's house. They passed some nice rural scenery on the road, which was very comfortable and pleasant.

"I remember you have been here," Amy laughed at him, "Why do you feel like seeing the scenery on this road for the first time?"

Stark recalled that he seemed to have been here before, and suddenly thought of something, and asked enthusiastically, "How are your little clay figures?"

Amy couldn't help but blushed: "Tony, I think you should drive well, don't let your thoughts wander, and don't be nervous when you see Dad later."

"Why am I nervous, and it's not the first time I've seen Jarvis." Stark immediately retorted, "It's you, don't change the subject, how about taking your little things with you when we go back?"

"I reject!"

"Rejection is invalid."

While talking and laughing, a familiar small villa appeared in the field of vision. It was the beginning of spring, and the season when the ice and snow melted was always very cold. An old man was wrapped up tightly, walked out tremblingly, and looked at their car .

In a trance, Amy felt that her father had become a father, and he seemed to be much older.

After getting out of the car, Amy endured her sore nose and hugged the old man. He still kissed her hair and patted her back gently as before.

Stark nodded, "Mr. Jarvis."

Edwin smiled at Stark, beckoning him to enter the room to talk, and the three of them entered the room together. The furnishings in the room remained unchanged from before, but the atmosphere was much cooler. The smoke from the beginning.

Amy took a deep breath and asked, "Dad, where is Mom?"

Edwin pointed to the direction of the master bedroom upstairs.

Amy was about to go upstairs, but realized that something was wrong, and turned around and asked, "Dad, why don't you talk?"

Edwin looked at her with a smile, but remained silent.

"Edwin, I'm afraid he can't talk anymore..." Caroline's voice came. She had long since lost her arrogant look, and she was even more haggard than Edwin. Caroline grabbed the hair behind her head. The blonde smiled wryly, "Amy, your father burned his throat, and your mother lost her calf. We have suffered a heavy loss..."

Stark hugged her shoulders, hoping to give her some support, but Amy pushed him away, and continued to look at Edwin who smiled lovingly: "Dad, can you still talk?"

Edwin made a mouth shape, but there was no sound, but Amy almost couldn't hold back her tears.

He said: "sorry, dear."

If Killian's ashes could be found now, she'd throw it in the brimstone fire and he'd be damned.

Obviously, such a painful meeting was not what everyone expected. Amy and Caroline were upstairs with their mother, while Stark and Edwin sat face to face.

"Mr. Jarvis, I'm sorry." Stark said, "If you allow me, I can find a sounder for you to help you speak."

Edwin held the quill pen, wrote a few words on the khaki letter paper, and handed it to Stark—"Thank you, but you don't have to." The beautiful handwriting, it seems that Amy has a good handwriting. It was given by my father.

"I will take good care of Amy." Stark promised again.

"It's difficult, I'm afraid," he wrote. "Amy's tears are too many."

Indeed, he often saw Amy shed tears, either for the life she could not save, or for him, or for the family. Her tears seemed endless, but every time she shed tears, she was accompanied by a stronger Amy, who seems to have witnessed the story of a little girl in a fairy tale growing into a shrewd businessman.

"However, Amy loves you very much," Edwin wrote again, "she has had a soft spot for Tony Stark even since she was a child, and nothing can make her behave, but you, Tony, because of you , she can give up her favorite music and go to study physics, which she is not good at at all.”

Regarding this point, Stark had already heard her express her heart.

"I believe that although she is dangerous by your side, she must be happy." Edwin finally wrote this passage.

During the next two days of living in Nevada, Amy showed an optimistic and lively side, either pestering her mother to go out for a walk, or begging her father to cook her favorite dishes, she was like an elf The territory roams freely.

But when they got on the plane on the third day, her smiling face completely collapsed, and she turned her head and said seriously to Stark, "Tony, I need your help."

Stark could almost guess what she was going to say: "Tell me."

"The Extremis virus in my body, can you make it through research?" Amy's eyes were stained with madness, "I think, if the second elder is injected with the Extremis virus, it should be able to restore mother's calf and father's vocal cords."

"Amy, are you crazy?" Stark looked at her and turned away, "Stop talking silly."

"Why do you say this is stupid?" Amy frowned, her voice even raised, "I have a chance to restore my parents to normal, but you want me to stop talking stupid?"

I can clearly feel her impatience and anger. This kind of appearance of wanting to quarrel is very rare in Amy. She has always been polite. Stark sat next to her and put a letter in his arms The letter was taken out: "Honey, don't worry, can I read a letter for you?"

Amy hesitated for a moment, nodded, and listened to the reading of the deep and gentle voice next to her.

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Dear Amy, Dad is very happy that you are now a beautiful and intelligent adult. Unlike the little girl in the past, who only cried when encountering setbacks and hid behind Dad, but the same, like every time before, You will always be Daddy's pride, baby.

Caroline told me what happened to you, I heard you've got some weird injections in your body right now, don't reject it, honey, don't reject it, whether it's good or bad, after all It is part of you.

Tony is worth relying on. He once told me that if I want, he will use some high-tech to heal my vocal cords. My dear, when I saw him, I thought of you, and you will definitely do the same. Do everything possible to fix everything back to the way it was.

But, my dear, Dad doesn’t want any high-tech to wear on his body. People always have birth, old age, sickness and death. Both your mother and I believe that leaving naturally, losing naturally, and not forcing anything to stay is the most beautiful state. High-tech may represent What I want is human wisdom, but what I insist on is a principle endowed by nature to human beings. You know my father, after all, my father is an old-fashioned man who still uses letters and wax.

The letter ended here. Stark looked at Amy, but found that the other party was looking at the clouds outside, and couldn't help being discouraged: "Amy, are you listening?"

"I'm listening... Well, it fits Dad's personality very well. I'm not surprised by this ending." Amy caressed her neck, and orange light flowed from her fingers. In order to avenge Killian, she could even completely Familiar with and master this virus, but is this good or bad?

If you had the chance to escape the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death, what would you choose?

Stark asked at the right time: "Do you want me to help you take out the Extremis virus?"

Amy looked at him, his eyes changed from confusion to firmness: "Okay."

Stark smiled at her.

This is good, she is responsible for making money to support the family, so let him do the fighting.

The author has something to say: At the end of Steel 3, I finally figured out how to write Women's Federation 2!

Ask everyone a question, what kind of person do you think Amy is?

Because I have to conceive the following plot, um, and then I am a little bit stuck, so please help me sort it out, the bystanders are clear, okay~