Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 21 The Prodigal Son and the Scumbag (for further reading)

The high-hanging energy-saving lamps light up the entire factory building, and the huge space is divided into multiple areas.

Several robotic arms in the middle moved back and forth, weaving up and down, and the silver-white powder gushed out, quickly building the prototype of the boots, which were thick and wide.

On the left is a row of glass cabinets, where prototypes of battle armors with varying degrees of completion are placed one after another, among which the lower body has the most calves.

There is a circular area left alone on the right. Tony stands in the center, wearing armor on his legs, and the silver-white metal is full of futuristic looks; his hands are stretched out on both sides, palms facing down.

Before and after the two one-armed robots, Xiaodai "holds" a fire extinguisher, and the other, which is slightly larger, "carries" a camera.

"The fifth version of the leg energy test on the Mark 1 is about to begin. Jarvis adjusted the energy output to 2%, and you are in charge of the video recording. Don't be foolish, do you hear me?"

The two robots nodded, and Jarvis agreed "OK."

Tony took one last deep breath.

"1, 2, 3, start."

"Buzz!"

A burst of flames spewed out from Tony's limbs, dragging him up to suspend in the air. He didn't panic, and easily stabilized after shaking a few times.

In an instant, Tony controlled his arm to move in a small range in the air, up and down, left and right.

The door opened, and Rucker walked into the factory building.

The face carved by the ax chisel has faded away, the skin on the body has a healthy wheat color, and the eyes are sharp, like a sharp blade shining with cold light.

The white T-shirt is raised high, forming an inverted triangle on the chest. His arms are strong and his steps are steady, and there seems to be the sound of a tiger roaring when he walks.

Lark offered ten times the price, and Hawkeye naturally had no reservations, throwing out all the skills he knew.With him as a sparring partner, and with the assistance of Yumanji gems, the progress can be described as rapid.

To put it bluntly, if he were to face the former him now, he would be sent to the hospital with just one punch.

The console is a huge screen, the energy output percentage is on the left, and countless codes are flashing on the right.

Except for the color, the beginning of the movie is exactly the same as when Lark watched The Matrix, and even worse, because it is true.

Looking across the showcase, Lak's eyes flashed with distress. The cheapest "scrap" in it costs hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The saying that the poor rely on mutation and the rich rely on technology is not wrong at all.

"Prodigal Tony, how long is the test?"

Well, Lark just picked it up.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear any louder."

"...Is what I want ready?"

"Okay, wait for me for a while."

The flames died down and Tony fell to the ground.

He tore off the wires attached to his body and walked straight towards Lark, the armor clanging on the ground, and he raised his arms to touch it lightly.

"Luck, look at my body, the latest improved version, you have seen the test results, I will be able to fly in the sky soon."

As he spoke, he showed Lak the device in his hand.The excitement on the face is hard to hide

The ring in the middle is fixed by a few iron bars, simple but effective, enough for experiments.

Flying has been a dream of mankind since ancient times.

Soon, he will fulfill this dream on behalf of all mankind.

Lark tapped on it with his fingers, symbolically commenting:

"Excellent, I am looking forward to that day, remember to give me a set when the time comes."

"But now I just want you to take me to see the equipment I want. Tonight is cloudless, and it is a good day to enjoy the moon."

The armor is very handsome and cool, and no man can refuse it, but the premise of all this is that the finished armor placed in the room can go out and pretend to be 13 and save the world.

Instead of hiding in a dark room, three big men held a hammer and beat for 180 days (a bit exaggerated).

Freshness?Anticipation?It would be nice not to throw it on the stove to melt it.

"Cut, scumbag." Tony taunted, and hurried towards the glass cabinet before Lark raised his fist.

"follow me."

"Hmph, prodigal son." Lak was not to be outdone.

There was a metal panel on the wall next to the glass cabinet. Tony entered the password, and there was a sound of mechanical operation in his ear, and the ground was sunken, revealing a downward passage.

The channel is inclined at 45 degrees, 3 meters wide and 4 meters long. The whole body is made of metal with high strength.

After entering, the field of vision dimmed.

The number of overhead lights is reduced, and the walls are light gray.

It is a square space with a width of 15 meters and a height of four meters.

Facing Lak was an exaggerated motorcycle with tires almost as wide as the body.

The glass cabinets on the wall are lined up, a pair of armor with a tough shape and a cloak behind it.Like the motorcycle, it is in pure black style, which is very suitable for Lak.

Batman?
no,

Kind of like nothing more.

Lark did have this idea at first, but it was rejected by Tony as soon as he proposed it. He bluntly said that the things in the comics are not in line with aerodynamics, etc., especially the ears on the head.

Not attracting attention?
Tony stood in front of the armor with his arms folded, his head raised:
"Let's see, the battle armor and motorcycle are all built according to your needs. They are concealed, quiet, and flexible. I also left you a little surprise, which Jarvis will tell you later."

"Thank you!" Lak said sincerely.

"Cut..." Tony curled his lips and walked towards the ground.The sound came from above.

"be careful."

Pretty arrogant...

Lak pressed his hand on the glass cabinet, Guanghua scanned it, and the fingerprint verification was successful.

Several mechanical arms protruded from the ceiling and began to put on the armor for Lark.

Because the flight function is still in the testing stage, this armor is not equipped, so it is quick and easy to dress up.

The hardest part of a Warframe is flying.

If not, it cannot be produced.

The pair in my hand belongs to the category of power armor.

After dressing up, Lak made a few random movements to feel it. The built-in reactor provided power. He only had one word to describe it.

powerful!
Riding on the motorcycle, Lak ordered:
"Jarvis, target the Port of Brooklyn, start planning the route, and leave the monitoring and police to you."

"Okay, sir, the route has been planned, and it is estimated to arrive at the destination within an hour."

The alloy wall in front shrinks, revealing a long corridor.

……

"Boss, Mr. Lark has already set off. Do I need to synchronize the location with you?"

Tony sat in front of the console, absent-mindedly debugging the armor.

The rustling sound of the 3D printer echoed in his ears, making him restless for a while.

Can't tell why.

"...No, everyone has their own secrets. I respect Lak, and let me know if something goes wrong."

After a while, Tony took off his leg armor and left the console.

Walking out of the factory, the full moon hangs in the sky, shedding countless brilliance.

Abao led his harem group to point out Jiangshan in the factory area, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

I... Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you.

Tony greeted the security guard at the door, clutched his little heart, and prepared to return to the factory building.

At this time, the lens emits projection.

The fiery red-haired lady walked through the crowd and said in surprise, "Oh, what a coincidence, Ms. Pepper, we meet again, and this Mr. Harpy."

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