Iron Altman passing by Marvel

In the machine room located on the sixth floor underground, azure data streams gradually lit up on the four walls, eventually spreading and converging in one place.

As if awakened from a deep slumber, the eyes of the silver-red battle suit suddenly glowed with light and then turned into particles and disappeared into the fluorescent white passage.

Almost at the same time, a burst of light suddenly flashed across Bruce's body as he stood in the actual combat test space. The chest, limbs, head, and metal components that exuded violent beauty fit accurately on his body piece by piece.

Finally, the glowing white light on the top of the β magic wand turned into a blue timer, embedded in the young man's chest, and a steady stream of light filled the body from it.

The machine codename is "ultraman", which is derived from the inheritance of the first generation Ultraman and appeared in the Marvel world for the first time.

After moving his arms and feeling the constant surge of power in his limbs, Bruce couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

After traveling through 18 years, it was only at this moment that he had some ability to protect himself in this crisis-ridden world.

After calming down, just as he was preparing to conduct the physical test, the system suddenly sounded again:

"Host, Justin Hammer requests access to communication, do you agree?"

"Confirm the identity, and then scan to see if someone has secretly installed a signal generating device. If everything is correct, let him in directly."

In the display screen, several beams of light scanned the person's body in turn, collecting the information stored in fingerprints and irises.

After confirming that it was correct, Bruce said.

Not long after, the elevator vibrated slightly, and a middle-aged man with a face somewhat similar to his walked out.

"Bruce, my dear son, Hiccup, I have good news for you."

With a bit of drunken flush on his face, Mr. Hammer burped and greeted crookedly, his feet went weak and he almost fell in front of him.

Justin Hammer, the president of Hammer Industries who appeared as a funny sidekick in the Iron Man series of movies that Bruce had seen in his previous life.

A poor guy with mediocre abilities who always fantasizes about surpassing Tony Stark. The only meaning of his existence is probably to forcibly send a wave of warmth to the villain "Whiplash" in the middle of the movie.

Of course, Mr. Hammer now has another identity, that of Bruce's biological father.

“Tonight’s banquet went well.”

With all kinds of thoughts intertwined in his mind, the silver-red steel man stepped forward and caught a drunken old father in time.

"Of course, there is no business in this world that Mr. Hammer cannot negotiate. This is"

Suddenly, a mecha full of violent beauty appeared in front of him. Justin rubbed his eyes, and when he reacted, he was sober.

"Bruce, that suit you told me about before has finally been developed."

"It's ultraman."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the young man spoke concisely and to the point as always, then smoothly removed the mask from his face.

"Etc., etc"

Squeezing his temples, seemingly still suffering from the heavy drunkenness, Justin ordered to the air beside him.

"Alfred, bring me a glass of water."

"Mr. Hammer, this is my underground laboratory. If you need it, I think the coolant can be refilled in unlimited quantities."

Bruce emphasized with a black line.

"Hey, I was just joking, Bruce, why so serious?"

Only then did he realize that his loyal butler did not exist here. Justin stood still and took a long breath of alcohol. Then he calmed down and carefully looked at the steel creation in front of him.

"What kind of monster is this? Oh my god, look at these fascinating lines. It's incredible. I mean, this is a miracle from God."

While circling the first-generation mecha, Mr. Hammer marveled.

"Oh, I mean Bruce, you probably haven't tested the performance of this big guy yet, right?"

"In fact, I was just about to start the test when you interrupted me."

Covering his forehead helplessly, the young man pointed to the ready virtual screen on the wall on the right.

"That's the best thing. Let your kind old father be the first witness."

With fist clapping, Justin happily made the decision for the other party.

"System, delete the video just now and start recording again."

As if acquiescing to someone's own decision, Bruce stood back to his original position with a twist of his lips.

"I have always felt that the ordinary name System is not suitable for the only artificial intelligence in the world."

Having become accustomed to Bruce's ignorance, Justin said to himself without any embarrassment.

In fact, since the young man took over the R&D department of Hammer Industries, Mr. Hammer's pitiful dignity in front of his son has long been gone.

“I don’t think someone is qualified to preach on the rocket produced by his company by giving it a name like ‘Ex-Wife’. "

Bruce curled his lips and mentioned someone's dark history nonchalantly.

"Ahem, let's start the practical test quickly."

President Hammer, whose scars were uncovered once again and who was still brooding over the sky-high breakup fee, forcefully changed the subject with an unnatural look on his face.

"The first item, the strength test."

The alloy-cast metal plate was separated from the middle, and an impact testing lathe slowly rose in front of the young man.

Punch tentatively, with maximum load

Well, this stuff is no longer a consideration.

After a lightning-shaped strike, the pressure-bearing plate made of high-strength alloy impact was directly hammered into a pile of scrap metal by Bruce.

"Oh my God"

Justin's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, as if he was questioning whether he was still drunk.

After that, speed test, load test, sensitivity test

In just a few minutes, the entire underground testing space was in a mess as if it had been demolished.

"The last item, Specium Ray Measurement"

The system's emotional mechanical voice sounded again.

"There is no need to test this item, if we don't want to be buried alive."

Bruce suddenly interrupted.

If we really want to release the Specium Light in such a small space, I'm afraid the entire underground will be melted into a pile of ruins by tens of thousands of degrees of heat.

"This is a great creation that can change the history of war. My dear son, if you could create this big guy earlier, those sons of bitches in the military would definitely kneel down and beg me to accept their order."

"God, I just can't wait to see that playboy's aggrieved face."

As if he had foreseen the exciting scene, Justin's face lit up.

The air fell into an awkward silence for a while, under Bruce's eyes that seemed to care for the fool.

Our dear Mr. President finally realized something, and with a red face, he denied the drunken words he had just said.

"No, this is the glory that belongs to the Hammer family. Those politicians with evil intentions can never get a share of it."