Chapter 46
Tony: The real battle begins when you destroy the armor!
Malibu Villa.
The air still carried the burnt smell of the particle accelerator going berserk.
Tony was shirtless, his muscular upper body bare, and the circular reactor on his chest was now replaced by a white inverted triangle.
This is not a new reactor, but a dummy core formed by the symbiote armor.
He no longer needs the reactor to sustain his life, and the reason he created the fake core is to remind himself not to repeat the same mistake.
"Now that we have the new reactor, it's time to build the armored legion."
Tony looked at the Mark armor sketches he had drawn earlier with a fanatical gaze.
Just then, the elevator doors opened.
Colonel Rhodes stepped down in his crisp military uniform, his expression grave, a military document clutched in his hand.
"Tony, you need to calm down."
"Congress and the military are furious with your performance. It's unwise to go against the state apparatus..."
"calm?"
Tony interrupted him, "You used to tell me not to drive fast because it's dangerous."
"But those people want me to hand over my technology; they're asking me to give up my life."
Rhodes sighed. "You know what's going on. I just came to see you and to relay their message."
Tony chuckled, patted Rhodes on the shoulder, and led him to a silver briefcase.
"I'm not stupid enough to go against a country. Since they want it, you can take a sample back with you."
"But let me make this clear: no one but you can start it."
Considering portability, Tony didn't give him the Rodmark 2, but instead took out the Mark 5 suitcase.
Of course, what's for a brother has to be the best.
Using the new technology developed from the All-Powerful Capsule, Tony has stuffed a lot of good stuff into the Mark 5, which will definitely cure his fear of insufficient firepower!
Rhodes was stunned: "This is for me?"
"It's a toy for you to protect yourself."
Tony patted his old friend on the shoulder. "Tell those old men not to try and test my limits."
"Tony, if they figure out your weaknesses from this armor and destroy it..."
"Your armor was destroyed?"
Tony chuckled, his hands now covered in a layer of bio-armor.
"Rhodes, this battle... will only truly begin when someone can shatter my steel armor."
……
night.
Inside the open-air mansion that Stark had rented at great expense, electronic dance music played freely.
The fountain wasn't spouting mineral water, but rather champagne worth thousands of dollars a bottle.
One hundred top Victoria's Secret supermodels, flown in from all over the world, are swaying gracefully by the pool in their sexy swimsuits.
Swish!
A streak of light flashed, and a silver figure landed in the center of the party dance floor.
The visor fell down, revealing Colonel Rhodes.
He picked up the microphone, raised his hand to the sky, and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome our...King of the Party!"
hum!
A blast of air exploded in mid-air, and Tony fell from the sky, landing stylishly in the center of the stage.
With a snap of his fingers, the symbiote armor was deposited on his chest.
Whoosh!
Five drones flew overhead, showering down a spectacular shower of pink petals.
"Jenny, Jelly!"
Five Squirtle turtles carrying small water guns paddled in the pool, occasionally spraying a cool jet of water at the screaming supermodels.
Just then, a black private helicopter landed smoothly on the helipad.
Li Ang, wearing a fitted black silk shirt with two buttons casually undone, lazily stepped off the plane.
Banner and Jane weren't interested in this kind of party, so they didn't come with him.
"Li! You've finally arrived!"
Tony skipped the dance floor and gave Li Ang a big hug.
He lowered his voice and whispered in Li Ang's ear, "A hundred supermodels, which one do you fancy... no, which few do you fancy? They will be your assistants tonight."
Li Ang's gaze swept around, and everywhere he looked were long legs and cleavage that were enough to make one's blood boil.
"Tony, your aesthetic sense... is still too one-dimensional."
He casually took the champagne handed to him by the supermodel next to him and took a sip.
"It feels like going into a supermarket; the selection is complete, but there's nothing surprising."
The surrounding supermodels were stunned.
In their eyes, anyone who could be treated this way by Stark must be a powerful figure with immense influence.
But this black-haired young man actually said they were... supermarket goods?
"Versailles! Lee, you're definitely in Versailles!"
Tony laughed and put his arm around Li Ang's shoulder. "Come on, let's go to my seat. There are some good dishes there too."
At the very center of the party sat celebrities from all walks of life.
Among the group of glamorous socialites, a woman sitting in the corner stood out conspicuously.
She wore a dark blue silk off-the-shoulder dress, her black hair was styled in an updo, and she held a science weekly that seemed completely out of place with the party atmosphere.
That intellectual air, like a snow lotus blooming beside a trash can, struck a chord with Li Ang, whose senses were already somewhat weary of beauty.
"Dr. Zhao Hailun".
Tony explained, "A leader in regenerative medicine, and by the way, she also seems to have a position at S.H.I.E.L.D."
Li Ang raised an eyebrow, the words "cradle of regeneration" popping into his mind.
This woman is one of the future creators of the illusionary body.
"Mr. Li Ang."
Zhao Hailun put down the weekly magazine in her hand, her bright eyes falling on Li Ang with undisguised curiosity.
"I looked at some photos and found some things that defied common sense."
She stood up, walked gracefully to Li Ang, and politely shook hands with him.
"The molecular bonds in that kind of cut break directly at the microscopic level."
"There's no high temperature, no tearing sensation; it's a spatial-level cutting, right?"
Zhao Hailun's words made Li Ang's eyes light up, reminding him of someone: Jane!
My mind was filled with thoughts of Li Ang providing the correct answer, the answer explained scientifically.
"Talking about these things at a party, Dr. Zhao, you're a bit more boring than I thought, but..."
Li Ang leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Has your Regeneration Cradle encountered a bottleneck?"
"Why are those nanocellular structures always unable to withstand high-intensity energy pulses?"
Zhao Hailun's body stiffened abruptly, her breathing becoming rapid: "How did you know...?"
"Then we'll need to have a more in-depth discussion," Li Ang said with a mischievous grin.
Zhao Hailun was struck dumb, standing there for a long time, unable to recover.
But her passion for science led her to reach out and pull Li Ang outside for a private chat.
The climax of the party.
Tony stood on the high platform and lit up the giant new energy logo on the top of Stark Tower in the distance.
The inverted triangular blue light shot straight into the sky, heralding the arrival of a new era.
However, in the shadow of revelry.
Nick stood in a corner of the party, holding a constantly vibrating communicator.
"Secretary Pierce," Fury's voice was deep and calm.
"Nick, Tony Stark's power has gone out of control."
On the other end of the communicator, Alexander Pierce's voice was deep.
"No matter what method you use to get Stark to share the technology, or to take control of him."
Fury hung up the phone, a complex light flickering in his single eye.
"Fuck you, how am I supposed to negotiate with these monsters?"
He swore angrily, his one eye fixed on the brightly lit shore in the distance.
Not only Stark was there, but also Leon, whom he couldn't understand at all.
Just as Tony was about to step off the stage to find the next supermodel to dance with, Jarvis's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Sir, please look at the big screen. Hammer Industries is holding a press conference in Monaco."
Tony frowned and looked at the giant screen in the center of the queue.
On the screen, Justin Hammer was twisting his body on stage.
"Gentlemen! Stark's technology is outdated!"
"Today, Hammer Industries will show the world what true power is!"