I’m just a Superman Chapter 99: : Big event
African Wharf.
"Tony? You came here to find me? Now you are a big hit!"
Seeing Tony, who created an energy weapon in one hand, appeared in front of him, Crow couldn't help showing a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Although Hanmer Industries has also produced energy weapons, as long as the blind can see it, Stark Industries' products are clearly superior.
Just ask yourself, it’s the U.S. government that becomes Crow, and he will never allow Tony to leave the country.
But when I think about the character of the **** and the laws of the Stark industry, Crow feels that he can understand it again.
Although Stark Industries bears the name of Stark, but now Tony's uncle Obadiah is actually in control, but in the style of this businessman, he can't figure out what idea he has in his heart.
Also, if you want to stop this playboy, it might be counterproductive, so it's better to let him come out.
Crow can guarantee that at least two or more satellites are staring at them in the sky, and the army has been entangled with the uneven maintenance, and he is waiting for an order to attack directly.
In fact, Crowe's guess is correct. There are indeed many troops assembled outside, but it is not from the military, but from the Snake Shield.
However, the current situation is not yet ready to tear the face, so these Snake Shield agents are still loyal S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
The twists and turns outside are naturally not something Tony needs to care about. There is only one thing he cares about, how much vibrating Crow can give himself.
"What! Do you want 50 kilograms of vibrating gold?!"
Hearing Tony's request, the muscles on Crowe's face were a little deformed: "What do you think of me? I can't get so much vibrate, no more money."
(Note: In fact, he has 250 kilograms of vibrating gold)
50 kilograms of vibrating gold, worth 500 million U.S. dollars, is a figure that is enough to make capital tycoons stunned, but Crowe knows that he can't do this transaction.
Money is still a trivial matter. If he just handed over 50 kilograms of vibrating gold in this way, he was revealing a message to the outside world that he still has more vibrating gold in his hands.
At that time, even if he has the most powerful armed forces, there will only be one final fate-death.
Knowing this truth deeply, Crow shook his head decisively and refused, regardless of whether he or his old acquaintance son's sake: "50 kilograms of vibrating gold, do you know that this means life, enough to create an invincible armor. "
"I don't have so much vibrating gold in my hands."
"Okay." Tony nodded: "Then how many do you have?"
Clau has a hint of alertness in his eyes: "My current survival is only less than five kilograms..."
"I want it all, 60 million. As long as you agree, it will be called to your account immediately."
"Stop dreaming." Crowe chuckled, "Except for me, you can hardly find anywhere else in the world willing to give you money. I can't give you all my inventory. This But a baby."
"Then how much do you want."
"1000 grams, 15 million U.S. dollars."
"Deal!"
One kilogram, 15 million U.S. dollars for delivery, more than double the agreed price, but who Tony is, it’s just over 10 million.
Compared to money, Zhenjin is what he values more. With this unique metal, he can proceed to the next step in armor research and development.
Half a day later, he returned to New York with a kilogram of vibrating gold. He plunged into his laboratory: "Jarvis, analyze the properties of this metal, and start to simulate the relationship between him and other metals. Possible molecular reactions."
[Sir, I need at least 50 grams of metal to be played separately to calculate the data]
Tony groaned for a moment, and did not immediately agree. Instead, he stretched out his hand to make a few virtual clicks in the air, and constructed a rough outline of a humanoid battle armor casually.
"If I want to cover this kind of careful armor with vibrato alloy, how much stock do I need?"
[Calculated based on surface area and metal properties, at least 143 grams are required]
"143 grams?" Tony frowned: "Add important connecting parts and stress parts, and recalculate."
[Complete the calculation, you need at least 186 grams]
"I like to round it up and record it as 200 grams." When he found that the calculated result was an acceptable value, Tony immediately slid to it: "cutting with a water jet, I don't want any other losses. "
[Good point, Mr. Starr, it is estimated that it will take time to complete the first cut, 37 hours, 26 minutes and 49 seconds]
"It's been a long time." Tony couldn't help but sighed, and then unfolded a new mechanical design in front of him: "The problem now is that I need to find a new one that can be very good with the armor. A new source of energy that matches..."
[Sir, maybe we can use that chaotic energy as the source of energy for the armor]
The suggestion that Jarvis puts forward is very good, relying on the dimensional demon Kesen, as long as this proposal can be completed, it is almost equivalent to having endless energy.
What Kesen wants is to leave as much energy connection channel as possible in the earth world, so that he can come to the earth and master the earth at a suitable time.
As for mastering these channels, it is not necessary for him to discuss whether it is his believers who borrow energy from him.
Just borrowing power from him will open a connection channel for him, and all he needs is a channel.
Therefore, Jarvis’s suggestion is completely feasible. If the operation is obtained, Tony can indeed use the chaotic energy to create a dimensional armor for himself.
But considering the powerful destructive power and instability displayed by the chaotic energy, Tony hesitated and chose not to use this solution.
"No, Jarvis."
"What I need to make is a prototype machine. Stability and reliability are the first. After all, I am the controller of it."
Thinking about it, the blueprint of the Ark Reactor currently in use under the company came to his mind.
A series of complex electronic components and mechanical parts were disassembled and combined in his mind, and the light in Tony's eyes became brighter: "Maybe, I can improve it..."
The Ark Reactor, brought to this world jointly by Howard Stark and Anton Vanke, is also a nuclear fusion reactor that is currently extremely trapped.
This massive generation reactor has been quietly buried under the Stark Industrial Building, providing an extremely stable source of energy for the building.
But now, Tony has a new idea, he wants to accomplish what his fellow genius inventor did not accomplish, and to miniaturize the nuclear fusion reactor.
To be small enough to be carried around and become an extremely stable source of energy. Even for Tony, this is not a simple matter. It may take a week or two for him to overcome this problem. Note 1
This has been a long time for him.
Be aware that it took him just over a month when he connected the chaotic dimension to make an energy weapon.
In the laboratory, the research direction of the energy source was determined. Tony snapped his fingers in a happy mood, and his face also showed a hint of relaxation: "Good start..."
......
Some days later, on the streets of New York.
"Oh, FUCK!!!"
"Who can tell me what kind of world I have come into?"
"Playboy Tony Stark? Isn't this the mobile fort that can't take care of himself without the iron suit? Why do I see this guy's news?"
On the roadside newsstand, a figure with a pair of knives on his back, dressed in a red accent, a black secondary tone, and a headgear on his head was making a fuss at the newspaper.
"February impurity model, does this stinky guy want to complete a stamp collection..."
The words are not finished yet, the newsstand owner who can't stand it grabs the paper from Deadpool and arranges it: "Hey, work, if you want to read the newspaper, you'd better buy it."
"Buy it?" The deceased stretched his hand behind his **** and drew it out, then reached out and grabbed a cloud of air and waved to the boss: "I don't have money, but I might be able to tell you a fortune..."
"emm... let me see... I found it! I think if you want to save your life, you'd better leave New York City and run far away. I think Japan might be a good choice..."
Without finishing the words, Deadpool shook his head hurriedly again: "No! Japan can't do it, there will be a madman who says he has better eyes than eagles to go and kill, I think it is better to go to the country. "
"Look, I can't even say the name of this country. I can imagine how incompatible it is with this troubled world."
"This **** 404! Sorry, my fault, 404 forever!"
"Is this a fool???"
Looking at Deadpool like a neurotic, the preface doesn’t make a difference. The newsstand owner thinks he might be a neuropath with a transvestite. He exhales inwardly. He stretches out his hand and stuffs the Yifeng newspaper into it. Deadpool's hand, then pushed him away from the newsstand.
"Come and go, the newspaper is here for you, let's go, let's go."
"I'm a normal person, I don't want your newspaper!" Deadpool roared with dignity, but he opened the newspaper honestly in his hand, and scanned it at a speed of ten lines. Once again, and then throw it into the trash can without saying anything.
"shit! Has sales dropped? Or are the editors who know nothing but self-entertainment are finally filled with ** and they call me to come to Iron Man's studio for a guest appearance."
"I obviously didn't get the guest appearance fee, so I didn't promise you at all, let me go now!"
Mumbling on his mouth, Deadpool slapped the start button of the time-space belt on his waist.
Cock-cock-cock-cock-
There was no response after pressing the button several times. Deadpool determined one thing-he might, seems, might, probably, maybe, peut-être, vielleicht is trapped in this world.
emmm......
Inwardly pondering for a moment, Deadpool moved his clever mind that could barely be used even if it was messed up, thinking for a while, and came to a conclusion.
"Fuckyou! Summers (Electric Cable), what you gave me is actually a low-quality product. Will there be a Yiwu factory in the future?"
My heart was filled with the desire to complain about the development of the plot, and Deadpool finally reluctantly accepted the current facts.
He turned around and pulled out the newspaper that he had discarded three minutes ago from the trash can, dying the pages that had been contaminated.
Finally, a person who looked a little fuzzy because of being contaminated with liquid appeared in the newspaper: "Iron Man Suit, I think I need your help now."
"For the sake of me giving you such a cool nickname, I think you should help me, right."
As a mutant who gained immortality due to Project X, what Deadpool has always upheld is that he has no words and hands: "Trash editor, since you chose to let me come to Iron Man as a guest, then Don't blame me!"
Swish——
Just as Deadpool was figuring out how to get Tony to help him fix the space-time belt, a whistling wind suddenly pierced his ears. Note 2
Thanks to the help of Ajax who had been sent by him to see God...No, it was the help of Satan’s Ajax. Now Deadpool has not only the super recovery ability that will not die, but also the physical fitness Obtained all-round enhancements.
His avocado-like head now has extremely sharp ears and clear eyes, and he looks up into the air.
With the blue sky as the background board, a silver humanoid armor flashed in the air, disappearing further away with a white cloud band.
"HolyShit..."
Looking at the battle armor swiftly passing in the air, Deadpool couldn't help but Deller, then looked down at the date printed on the cover.
"I remember, didn't that guy made the steel coffin only when he ran out of the cave in 10 years, it's only in 2009..."
"I see! Those editors must be eating books again. Well, you guys don’t do it again...Poor Obadea, the scheming bald man will meet Waterloo on his trip to the top, perfect title ."
"But this way..."
There was a weird laughter from Deadpool's face covered by the hood, and then he saw two police officers blocking him.
"NYPD! Disarm your weapon, raise your hands above your head, kneel on the ground, immediately, immediately!"
Looking at the policeman who had put his hand on the holster in front of him, Deadpool was silent for a moment: "...it seems that I may have to be late to find the radish with a layer of iron shell. ..."
...
"Wuhu——!"
Controlling the steel suit to continuously change the flight trajectory in the air~IndoMTL.com~ Feeling the incomparable speed and dare, watching the surrounding scenery fly backwards, soaring in the sky, Tony's heart beating rapidly.
Mankind has never stopped exploring the sky since ancient times. Thanks to the existence of airplanes, mankind can ascend to the sky for the first time.
But the experience of flying in the air in a plane is completely different from the experience of flying in the air in a battle armor, just like the excitement brought by my own five girls and other people's five girls are also different.
The huge energy circulates in the pipeline, and then turned into a powerful thrust to push Tony flying in the air. If he hadn't always grasped the bottom line in his heart, he even wanted to take off the steel mask and feel the sky up close. airflow.
While he was enjoying the joy of flying fast in the air wearing a battle suit, a sudden voice came out: "Someone can actually make a flying battle suit, cow!"
Tony:? ? ?
In a feeling of excitement, Tony almost let himself fly out in a whirl, turning his head to look, a figure appeared in his eyes.