The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1073 The Ordinary Daily Life Before Christmas
In the empty inner corridor of the Stark Building, Rhodes walked quickly to the door of the laboratory, followed by another black man, and the two stopped at the door of the laboratory together.

Rhodes straightened his back and opened his eyes wide. After the scanning machine at the door of the laboratory scanned his face and pupil features, he opened the door.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Stark with his bare upper body adjusting a new type of battle suit. The visor on his face hadn't been taken off yet, so he looked a bit strange. When he saw Rhodes coming in, he turned around with his arms crossed , Said: "Oh, you are here, look, I have slightly upgraded the power system of the new suit, it should be pretty good, right?"

After finishing speaking, Stark took off the mask on his face, tilted his body, glanced at the black man following Rhodes, then looked back at Rhodes' face, and asked: "What is this?" Is that the new tester you found for me? He looks a bit like you, are you two brothers?"

"This joke is not funny at all." Rhodes shook his head and said, "However, I know you have racial prosopagnosia, so I don't care about you."

After finishing speaking, he patted the back of the black man behind him, and said, "Sam Wilson, a former member of the Special Forces of the U.S. Air Force Parachute Rescue Team, but has retired now, and currently lives in Washington."

Stark stared at Rhodes with disbelief and said, "I asked you to find me a mecha tester, and you found me a member of the parachute rescue team??!! "

"I think this is very necessary." Rhodes said very seriously, he glanced at Stark's battle suit, and said: "In the past three days, you have crashed the plane in various ways and postures. More than 80 times, it has even exceeded the number of parachute drops of the special forces of the parachute rescue team during the peak training period, I think, except for the members of the parachute team, no one can cope with your test requirements."

Stark pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and sighed. Just as he was about to explain, Sam Wilson stepped forward, stretched out his hand, shook hands with him and said, "Hello, Mr. Stark, I've heard you for a long time. .”

Stark squinted one eye, looked him up and down, and said, "It's not that I can't trust Rhode's recommendation, you have to figure it out, this is not a parachute rescue team..."

"But I have a lot of experience in falling." Sam smiled and said: "More than 80 parachutes in three days are not a problem for me at all."

Stark shook his finger, pointed at him, then walked to the side of the mech and said, "Very well, you have successfully grasped the point, Tony Stark's genius brain should not be destroyed in endless freedom In the fall, come on, try it on."

"Although there were quite a few accidents before, you can believe that the safety of this mecha has made great progress now, and there may not be a chance for you to use your falling talent."

Rhode moved away a little, and Sam, who was stronger than him, stepped forward, turned around, and stood in front of the mecha. When the mecha was armed on him, it seemed a bit inappropriate, so Stark adjusted again. Check the position of each part until Sam can control the mech and move around the room flexibly.

"Now, the main problem I am facing is that the anti-gravity system I added to this heavy armor has affected the operating efficiency of the propulsion system, and it is prone to stall when flying at high speed."

"But if I reduce the working efficiency of the anti-gravity system, the power required for propulsion will exceed the safe range, which may cause the heavy suit to injure the driver from the inside when it faces a collision."

Stark explained a lot of theories, but Rhodes and Sam didn't quite understand them. In the end, he came to a conclusion: "Actually, the flying function of this suit is not important. I need someone with combat experience." people, to test its close combat capabilities."

Rhode rolled his eyes, looked at Stark and said, "If the previous theories are not important, then you don't need to talk about it. Since you made this suit for close combat, why do you have to fight every day?" Wearing it for a ride over New York? Is this another expression of your love of skydiving?"

"The thing that can be tested by flight attitude is not just flying... Forget it, no matter how much I say, you won't understand." Stark turned his head away.

"Could it be because...you don't know how to fight?" Rhodes narrowed his eyes and stared at Stark, and said, "I remember, when we met, you were still a rookie. Did you practice later?"

Just as Stark was about to refute, Rhode snapped his fingers suddenly and said, "Oh, I see! Jarvis is broken, and the smart fighting system doesn't work, so you can only fly into the sky wearing it Test, and I also hope that I can find you a professional tester..."

"Oh my God!" Rhodes opened his palm, pushed it forward vigorously, and said, "Don't tell me, you haven't practiced fighting in the past few years? With the balance and balance of an ordinary person, you Flexibility, driving such a complicated mecha, facing such a dangerous opponent... Tony Stark! I don't know whether to say you are big-hearted or brave!"

"Of course it's bravery." Stark put the tools in his hand aside and emphasized, but then he shook his head and said, "You can't expect a modern person to still have an almost omnipotent smart housekeeper. Thinking of what kind of fighting to practice..."

Stark stood still, covered his mouth, and sighed. Obviously, he also discovered his own problem. Over the past few years, he has relied too much on Jarvis.

When Schiller first met Jarvis, the few questions he asked him had far-reaching effects far beyond those mentioned above.

The consequence of Stark's extra interest in artificial intelligence is that this super genius has upgraded Jarvis several times in just one or two years, so that this smart butler is too smart, Possesses extremely high combat literacy and can complete all combat requirements.

Coupled with the various things Schiller did, Stark was busy with other research. In terms of combat, he basically relied entirely on the intelligent fighting system provided by Jarvis.

Of course, in order to maintain a good figure, Stark also has a special fitness plan and can practice boxing and jujitsu, but obviously, these skills are far inferior to Jarvis's intelligent operation in real combat. In other words, it is Jarvis who will fight, not Stark.

Stark stood next to the mech, patted the arm of the mech, and said, "Your name is Sam, right? How is your fighting ability?"

Before Sam could answer, Rhodes nodded and said, "It must be better than you anyway."

"I have only been exposed to the most basic fighting training, and my close combat ability is definitely not as good as other members of the special forces team. I am better at flying. If you want to see, I can control it to fly around now." Sam said calmly. The voice came from the suit.

"Hey, buddy, don't talk big!" Stark shook his head and said, "Not everyone can control my suit to fly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the heavy new battle suit soaring into the sky, and after the glass of the building used for the flight experiment was lowered, the originally heavy battle suit turned into a streamer and shot straight into the sky of New York.

Rhodes and Stark stood side by side in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Sam draw one smooth arc after another with gorgeous flying movements, Rhodes turned his head, looked at Stark and said, "The one you explained earlier The cover is really useless, it’s entirely because you can’t drive it that it caused the crash.”

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can I not open the suit I made myself?" Stark immediately denied.

"Admit it, Jarvis knows you better than yourself." Rhodes turned his head back, looked into the distance and said, "You are like a baby in his arms, and he has to worry about everything for you."

Stark is silent, but this is actually very rare. When it comes to the level of certain aspects, Stark always argues without any compromise, and he doesn't even let others make jokes. This is his genius. Pride, never allow anyone to violate.

But this time, Rhodes described Stark as a baby, and Stark didn't immediately jump up and shout, but stood there silently with his arms folded, as if he had fallen into a memory.

"My friends say that Jarvis is my child, I created him and taught him a lot, but in my heart, he will always be the old housekeeper who took care of me growing up, tolerated me, accompanied me, Solve all the troubles I don't want to solve for me."

Rhode reached out and patted him on the shoulder, without saying anything, Stark was silent for a while, and then said: "Actually, I don't have to be a mech pilot, I know better than you, don't Risking my genius brain, but at the time, I would never put anyone in the suit but me because I didn't trust them."

"Actually, I don't trust myself either, so I leave many things to Jarvis. To be honest..." Stark took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect that he could really violate his underlying protocol."

"Perhaps, in fact, earlier, he had already begun to think about the meaning of his existence, but I was just as bastard as before, and I didn't notice any changes in him." Stark shook his head slowly.

"Did you know? You've changed a lot too." Rhode looked at Stark and said seriously, "You're finally not such a jerk, and you even look like a serious and responsible good person."

Stark cursed with a smile, pushed Rhode's shoulder hard, patted him on the shoulder again, and said: "You may not believe it, but I may have been really sick before, we all The same one."

Stark turned his head to look at the blue sky in New York in winter. When he looked far away, he always gave people a different feeling. He said:
"When you are immersed in some kind of entanglement and pain, you will feel that it is normal and that it is something you are born to accept, so you don't want to seek treatment at all, and you feel that it is good to die like this. "

"However, when the disease was cured and I really relaxed, looking back, I really wanted to slap myself. What was I struggling with?"

"But your illness is not completely cured." Rhodes said immediately: "Otherwise, you should call Steve Rogers directly and ask him to come over and test the mech's melee combat ability for you."

Stark shook his head and said: "The main reason I didn't call him was that I rejected the Christmas ball. He must be very sad now, drunk and drunk, maybe he will cry... But I I really don't have time to go."

After finishing speaking, Stark glanced back at a certain computer in the laboratory, and said, "It's not that simple to fix Jarvis, what's even more difficult, I hope he won't be trapped in the virtual network again, And you can truly have a body of your own.”

"It's not simply manipulating the mechanical body, but feeling the world with vision, touch, hearing, smell, and taste like a human."

"Like you and me?"

"Like you and me."

　It won't be a few days
　
(End of this chapter)