Hila's ambition could not be hidden from Saber, and she did not want to hide it at all. In order to avoid some trouble, Saber had to plan for the future.
It was not that Hila was enough to threaten Saber's revenge, but many times, there were many things that did not need to be dealt with personally. As a ruler who controlled a lot of resources, using the resources at hand reasonably was truly wise behavior.
In short, the Flame King was a backup plan that Saber had left behind for Asgard's destined destruction.
Of course, let the conspiracy in the dark stay in the dark. Let's turn our eyes back to another world.
Miss Potts had just finished her seven-day long vacation. She sat up lazily from the comfortable bed and turned her head to look out the window. The gentle sunlight of Utopia seemed no different from Earth, but after living in this world for a long time, it became more and more difficult to adapt to the noise of Earth.
Wearing her pajamas, she walked to the window and opened it. Fresh air flowed into the room, causing her somewhat groggy mind to immediately wake up. After washing up, Miss Potts changed into a set of black business attire. She walked out of the room and saw Tony busy in the kitchen. After receiving seven days of treatment, this fellow's anxious state of mind had obviously relaxed a lot. Now, it was no different from the cheerful state of the past.
"Maybe the professor is right. He really needs to stay here for a long time."
Potts sat at the dining table and let the laughing Tony serve her a breakfast that was not delicious but was full of love.
"Tony, I can't accompany you for psychological counseling today."
Boz quickly finished her breakfast and picked up her handbag from the sofa. The driver was already waiting for her outside. Today was the first day of Stark Industries' CEO in Utopia, and Boz didn't want to be late. She gently kissed Tony on the cheek and reminded him, "Don't be late.
"You're going alone. Be strong, my little cutie."
"Go, go to work!"
Tony chuckled and patted Boz's butt. He held the bread in his hand and watched her leave the room. He hummed a tune as he returned to his lab. He put on his goggles and ate the burnt bread in one bite. He patted his stomach and was ready to start a new day of work.
"J.A.R.V.I.S, let me see where we went yesterday!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the AI butler threw out the work that he had saved yesterday on the projection table in front of Tony. It was a dense stack of blueprints, various complicated calculation methods, and some precision equipment that had already passed the test.
In addition to Professor Charles's spiritual comfort, there was another reason for Tony's improved state of mind. His previous anxiety was due to the hellish scene he had witnessed in hell, which caused him to have some fear and hesitation about his future life. This kind of anxiety was actually a kind of fear of being helpless against a powerful opponent.
Tony Stark, one of the smartest people in the world, knew very well that unless his armor technology made a qualitative leap, he wouldn't have a good way to deal with those ferocious evil gods.
He used to avoid these things, but now, after self-recognition and thinking, he found the right way to solve his self-anxiety.
And that was to face them head-on!
Facing his own fears and finding ways to solve his fears instead of just running away. For Tony, it is to use his own intelligence and genius thinking to end this war as soon as possible and restore peace to his world.
In order to do this, he had recently changed his train of thought. During this period of time in Utopia, he pushed aside all the work at hand and began two extremely important studies.
The first item was to update the warframe system.
"Some of what the professor who always likes to talk about is still very reasonable …"
Tony bit the pencil, waved his hands, and combined the fragmented parts on the projection screen in front of him. He said vaguely, "The previous armor design only focused on the performance of the armor itself and ignored the factors of my body."
"That's because you always think of yourself as an ordinary person, but in fact, you are not!"
Mr. J.A.R.V.I.S, who has quite a personality, joked with his master, "After injecting a high concentration of Extremis and stabilizers, your strength has reached 7 to 10 times that of an ordinary person, and your body's resistance to attacks is far greater than that of an ordinary soldier. Most importantly, unless your head is severely damaged, you will not die immediately."
"No, no, no!"
Tony shook his head, denying the artificial intelligence's statement, "I'm not talking about this, J.A.R.V.I.S, the level of strength doesn't mean much to the user of the armor. I'm talking about the huge energy generated by Extremis when it takes effect. Do you remember the Ten-Ring Gang drivers you met before? They used themselves as the" power source "to power the armor. It was a very risky method, but it was worth learning from. By the way … how is our old friend, the Ten-Ring Gang now?"
"Hum …"
Several newspaper pages were pasted on the projection screen, and J.A.R.V.I.S replied slowly, "After the Ten-Ring Gang split, the Ten-Ring Gang had a large number of believers.
"After the return of faith, the Ten-Ring Gang was divided because of faith. Mandalin lurked in Central Asia with warriors loyal to themselves. The isolated civilization of East Asia was unwilling to accept them, so they could only struggle to survive under the encirclement of the divine forces. The Iron Curtain operation a few days ago destroyed most of Mandalin's military bases in one fell swoop, and he himself has disappeared."
"So, from the public's point of view, sir, your" old friend ", the Ten-Ring Gang, no longer exists."
"Oh ~"
Tony showed a sad expression for a second, "This is really bad news. I hope that villain can return to his hell as he wishes. Oh, by the way, hell is now under Saber's control, so he's going to suffer."
Although they were chatting, the movements of Tony's hands did not stop. As his fingers danced, the last part was completely filled into the complex model projection in front of him.
"It's done!"
Tony cheered. He took off his glasses and looked at the slowly rotating engine-like thing in front of him with a kind of obsession unique to technological geeks, "The special engine of the Mark 47 Battle Armor is based on the design of the Ten-Ring Gang. When it is activated at a special moment, it can draw a super large amount of energy from my body for the change of the shape of the Battle Armor itself, as well as the short-term explosive power increase in performance."
"But this will cause a serious load on your body, sir. With the energy that the Extremis in your body can produce, if you overload your body for more than 15 minutes in battle, it will drag down your body, and it will take a lot of time to recover."
Mr. J.A.R.V.I.S hesitated to speak, but Tony shook his head, "If Overload can bring me 10 times or even 30 times more combat power, it will be worth it. J.A.R.V.I.S, you know the opponents I will face, and I have to face them head-on … Otherwise, I will never be able to get rid of that nightmare in my life. I have to overcome my own cowardice, I have to overcome the hell they bring to me …"
The expression on his face became rare at this moment, "For Boz, and for myself!"
"Okay."
Mr. J.A.R.V.I.S didn't know what to say. Tony was the kind of person who was extremely conceited. Once he made up his mind, no one could change his mind.
"Then, put it into production, J.A.R.V.I.S."
Tony stretched his neck and stretched out his hand to shrink the model of the engine. At the same time, more than 10 of the same models appeared in the projection. They were implanted in a special metal in a complicated form and were evenly distributed in every corner of the bright red armor in the projection.
This kind of thing that absorbs life energy for combat is actually integrated into Tony's new Battle Armor in the form of a plural type, this madman …
"The new Battle Armor will use the latest technology of SHIELD's Human Potential Research Bureau, the" Bleeding Edge "technology with its own healing and treatment. This technology can maintain your vital signs in an extreme state."
J.A.R.V.I.S quickly projected dense information on the projection. The bright red Battle Armor model also slowly rotated on the projection, as if it was a scientific explanation.
"The storage method of the new Battle Armor will also use the" Liquid Metal "technology shared by the Wakanda Technology Center. The good news is that sir, you don't need to carry a steel box around in the future. According to the design, the new Battle Armor will have more than four special forms, but the bad news is that this will increase the production cost of the new Battle Armor by more than five times."
"Uh?"
Tony scratched his head, "How much is that?"
"About 25 billion US dollars, this price includes a small amount of vibranium that will be used in the attack weapons and special defense modules."
J.A.R.V.I.S quickly reported a price, "But I suggest that you add another 15 billion US dollars to buy more liquid vibranium and integrate it into the new engine you just designed. This will ensure that even if the Battle Armor is destroyed, it can self-heal in a short time."
"40 billion?"
Tony rubbed his chin, "It doesn't sound like a lot, then let's do it! How long will it take for me to get my new Battle Armor? "
"About two days later."
J.A.R.V.I.S replied, "The transfer has been completed, and the vibranium is being transported. The assembly process will begin in two hours. By the way, sir, according to your previous habits, are you sure you want to name it Mark 47 Battle Armor?"
"No, no, no."
Tony quickly shook his head, "I want to give it a cool name … God Slayer? No, no, no, this name is too lame. Since it uses the edge technology, then call it … Blood Edge! "
"Blood Edge Battle Armor! That's settled! "
"Ding Dong"
Tony had just finalized the matter of the new Battle Armor when he heard the doorbell ring. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked,
"Uh, J.A.R.V.I.S, do I have an appointment today?"
"Yes, sir. According to your schedule the day before yesterday, you have an appointment with Professor Bruce Banner, Mr. Peter Parker, Mr. Barry Allen, and Dr. Pim. You are going to discuss the feasibility of building a global intelligent defense system, but with all due respect, sir …"
J.A.R.V.I.S lowered his voice,
"The current development of artificial intelligence technology is not perfect. If we force this plan, it is likely to be very risky, especially when we encounter opponents we don't know very well."
"Okay, J.A.R.V.I.S!"
Tony changed his clothes, waved his hand at his electronic butler, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about losing your job. You will always be my good butler. Besides, this intelligent defense system is only a prototype. No one knows if it will become a reality in the future."
"Now, clean up the house and order a sumptuous takeout. The smartest brains in the world are gathered together today. We will definitely be busy until late at night! By the way, help me cancel other appointments. I don't have much time to deal with these terrible social events recently. "
Tony walked out of the laboratory, and J.A.R.V.I.S controlled the door so that when he entered the room, he saw four people coming together.
Banner was still wearing the somewhat shabby suit. This guy has almost all his assets for charity, and his wife, Betty, is also very supportive of him. The young man, Peter Parker, and Barry Allen were talking about things they were interested in. These two young people are not only scientific partners, but also on the battlefield, they will also work together to fight against the enemy.
Beside Banner, there was a gray-haired old man with glasses, dressed in a serious and meticulous manner. Banner seemed to respect him very much.
This is Dr. Hank. Pimm, a master of microphysics and electronics, and one of the original researchers of SHIELD. However, compared to his identity as Dr. Pimm, his other identity has so far been talked about by people.
The name of the legend is Ant-Man.
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