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Chapter 455 Three Nightmare
According to the normal concept, the picture presented on the floating screen should be beyond human comprehension.It was a perspective view of the human brain, but a large mass of unknown foreign matter was embedded into the limbic system through fibers, and the entire root completely penetrated the brain.

Tony felt the chills go down, like anyone who knows what's going on in their head, and he felt sick.

Tony frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"From the designer's point of view, this is a work of art. Its arrangement tells me that this should be some kind of nano-biological technology, rooted in your brain, and stimulating every cell in your body through nerves. effect."

Such a description made Tony quickly think of something.

"Desperate situation?" He subconsciously said, "I did inject myself with one."

Michael waved his hand: "You don't need to explain to me, I know your situation clearly."

Of course he would think of Extremis, the virus happened to be nano-biotechnology, rooted in the host's brain, endowing the host with super athletic ability and self-healing ability, and even transforming the host into a walking high-temperature bomb.

But the characteristics of the desperate situation have long been thoroughly studied by Michael, and so is Stark's self-transformed body.It is also because of this that he can say with certainty that this thing has nothing to do with hopelessness.

"You should have studied Extremis yourself, and you should know the characteristics of Extremis' effects." Michael explained, "Compared to Extremis, the effect of this thing is very mild. It is a biomagnetic receiving device. As far as the earth standard of this era is concerned, Its technology is quite advanced, and the designer is undoubtedly a genius. It's just that he must have very limited resources when designing this device, because the materials used to design it are very cheap. If I have to compare it, it feels like it is assembled from mud and straw A space shuttle."

Tony pondered for a while: "Or, it's like assembling Iron Man armor with discarded missile shells."

Michael glanced at him sideways: "Yes, almost." After a pause, he added, "In addition, this device has not been in your mind for a day or two. If you observe carefully, the nerve tissue around it has fully adapted to it. Its existence, even some parts have been integrated with it. It is placed in an extremely delicate position, which will not affect your daily life and actions, but can completely stop your cerebral cortex when activated work, and can disrupt your neural control and physical function.”

Tony said nothing.

More and more evidence is emerging to prove that the boy's words are correct.Now it is basically confirmed that it was Hou Yinsen who used a pile of barren materials in the terrorist cave to build this cutting-edge device, just like he used metal scraps to create the world's first Iron Man suit.

He didn't know what to say, what to do, or even how to face it.

Finally, he sneered.

"So everything I've done up to now, my armor, my life all over again, and Iron Man itself...is just a joke." He shook his head, mocking himself bitterly.He said to himself, "You know, the funny thing is that I have always thought that my life was developed by myself. I thought it was my choice that made me the person I am today, and I Think."

He shook his head and didn't continue.

"Iron Man itself is a lie," he said. "It's all meaningless."

"Oh? You really think so?"

"I really think so."

"So what are you going to do?" Michael asked. "Just let it go? Resign as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., give up being Iron Man, and let it go?"

Tony thought about it.

"I don't know. But maybe."

"If you really think so, it means that Iron Man is indeed something of this level. It's no pity to give up."

"Does it matter what I think?" Tony smiled wryly. "In fact, when have my own thoughts and choices ever mattered?"

Michael said calmly: "Are there many mysteries behind the birth of Iron Man that you don't know? There is no doubt about it. Just think that Iron Man is a hero cast by lies, but you think these are enough to deprive His whole point?" He paused, and then said, "Or I'll ask it another way. When you put on your suit and risk your own life to rush into the alien army and save every innocent life. Who was manipulating Iron Man while you were doing these things? The Mandarin? The switch in your head? Or... Iron Man himself?"

Tony frowned, fidgeting with his crossed fingers.

"...I never told anyone." He pondered for a moment, then said, "But I actually have three nightmares, the three most profound ones that will be burned deep into my mind every night."

Michael didn't make a sound, waiting for him to continue.

"Number one, as many of you know, I'm terrified of Iron Man technology falling into the wrong hands. I'm terrified that someone with bad intentions will get hold of Iron Man technology and use it to do something really bad. Once that happens , I will feel that it is my own responsibility."

That's not much to say.Everyone knows Tony's attitude towards Iron Man and arc reactor technology. He never discloses the design drawings, and the related technology is not even backed up in the Stark Group's server.All relevant data is firmly locked in his personal local server, and is covered with perhaps the strongest security locks in the world, making it almost impossible for anyone to steal.

"And then there's the second, my second nightmare," Tony said, subconsciously staring somewhere in a daze, "I'm afraid that one day I wake up. Iron Man will become cheap technology, a mass-produced , replaceable product, anyone and any force can master it.”

He didn't know why he was saying this to the Black Knight.It was obvious that even his closest people had never heard of this, but he just told this "terrorist" so naturally.

"Then comes the third and final nightmare. A nightmare that may have already been a reality, but I have been refusing to face it."

Tony held out his right hand.He looked at his right hand, liquid metal seeping from the pores of the skin, wrapping his hand and arm.

"As that kid said," he said, "even though I shut down the weapons factory and said I'd never make weapons again, no matter what I tell the world, tell myself, the fact that...Iron Man could be me The most powerful weapon ever crafted in a lifetime."

(End of this chapter)