Marvel's Cultivator

In the private laboratory in Stark's villa, Stark is wearing a full-body black protective suit and walking towards the battle suit platform.

With the experience of last time, he improved the whole No. [-] suit and dressing procedure this time. It is faster and easier to undress, and there will be no pulling or pinching of the skin. He has established a fairly simulated body for his entire body. The positioning model is equivalent to the same as the graticule, so that the robotic arm can more accurately dismantle the armor.

The metal partition of the platform was unfolded, and mechanical arms grabbed the main structure of the armor and began to prepare for dressing. Stark stretched his legs into the feet of the suit to fix them, and invisible guiding infrared rays emitted from the mechanical Shots shot from the arms, locking onto the veins of the suit, and the parts of the armor began to combine, enveloping Stark in it.

With the sound of Sisi's electric screwdriver, the various parts of the armor were assembled together one by one. The mechanical arm grabbed the helmet and put it on for Stark. The mask fell with a bang, and the armor system began to load. , The status of each part is constantly displayed on the mask.

Jarvis reminded: "Sir, I have put through Mr. Liu's call for you."

"Connect to the battle armor, hello, Liu, are you there?" Stark asked tentatively, he glanced at the world time in the upper left corner, it is now more than six o'clock in Los Angeles time, nearly seven o'clock, this point Chinese people He should be taking a nap or something, but Liu Yuan doesn't need to sleep, as long as he has enough energy, it doesn't matter whether he sleeps or not.

"I'm here, Jarvis has already told me, I'm coming now." Liu Yuan was sitting on the top of the Yangpu Bridge on the Huangpu River waterway with his feet in the air, looking at the scenery of the city. The wind was cool and made him feel comfortable physically and mentally. (Non-cultivators please do not imitate)

Hearing such an answer, Stark did not hang up the phone, but said to Liu Yuan: "No, Liu, I want to see if my battle suit can defeat the monster you mentioned. Technology can’t do anything about it, so what should we do in the future.”

Although I dare not say it is absolute, even if his mind and the technology in his hands are not the top, they must be in the first echelon, representing the current level of human technology. He wants to know the current technology of the earth, combat power To what extent can it reach, and whether it has the ability to deal with unconventional enemies.

And this is also an extremely rare opportunity to gain combat experience, and use this to build related combat models.

Liu Yuan also guessed what Stark was thinking, which is a bit speechless. According to Jarvis's description and the information he just obtained through the Internet, Li Jun's current strength has definitely not reached the stage of excitement, perhaps will be weaker.

It's hard to compare how strong it is, but it can't withstand the super heavy firepower. A small tactical nuclear bomb is probably gone. No matter how weird the magic is, it can't withstand the absolute physical damage. After all, he can't afford it.

But if he plays yin, then he doesn't know.

But it’s okay to let mortals try it. He just needs to watch to prevent Li Jun from running away. He is also very curious about the combat effectiveness of these heroes, so let’s watch a play. This is also one of the ways to understand the world.

Liu Yuan jumped off the top of the bridge, went to a supermarket and bought a bottle of juice, and then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the Clinton district of New York.

"Jarvis? What do you think?" Stark patted the mahogany piece on his body like reactive armor and said, this is the ghost defense outer armor he made, which can be transformed into flight mode and combat mode, flight mode In combat mode, this set of outer armor will become streamlined, and it will cover 70.00% of the whole body in combat mode.

He is very proud of this battle armor, for which he also bought a lot of peach trees and peach planting bases from previous years.

Jarvis said truthfully: "Sir, the armor is heavier and bloated. These wood chips can't provide much effective protection. If it is buoyancy, I would suggest adding an inflatable swimming ring, and I don't think it is of any use to ghosts. This is just a Chinese fairy tale."

Stark denied Jarvis's statement and said: "Jarvis, someone said that the end of science is theology. There are many things that we cannot understand now, just like Indians seeing matches."

He always believes that there is no so-called magic in this world, they are just another form of science. Sooner or later, he will unravel the principles behind these mysterious magics and unravel the mystery of the universe with his own hands.

"Sir, the satellite has searched for relevant targets, and the route has been planned, ready to depart at any time."

At this time, a small video frame appeared in the upper left corner of the monitor display panel, on which the real-time image transmitted by the satellite was played. Although it was not very clear, a few blurred figures could still be discerned.

Stark commanded proficiently: "Jarvis, check the condition of the suit, enter the three-dimensional map of New York, import the traffic situation and the direction of the police's action, and take over the available cameras in the target area."

Jarvis's signal then moved along the Internet to the New York area, and began to secretly take over all the local networked monitoring equipment, and connected to the Internet and Google, calling Stark's satellites to start building a three-dimensional map model of New York City.

"Sir, the estimated time to complete is three ten minutes."

Stark walked under the round hole he made before, looked at it and said, "It seems that it's still reserved, let's go, Jarvis!"

A flame flew out of the villa, and Stark wore the improved Mark III and flew towards New York.

Washington S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Director's Office

Director Nick Fury is sorting out the information on the table. Even the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. has to get off work and take a break. After all, he is not a Superman, um, although there is a little bit.

He organized the files, locked them in the safe, shut down the computer, packed everything and locked the office door, went to the coffee machine and poured himself a cup of coffee.

"Director, the network monitoring point in New York has detected an unknown attack, and the target is from the Los Angeles area." Agent Hill came over with a tablet and reported.

Fury asked: "What? Is there any relevant news?"

This is New York, one of the international financial centers. If there is a large-scale leak of commercial secrets, it will be okay, and it is not far from Washington, DC, which is only about [-] kilometers away.

Hill glanced at the director, thinking that he was the director, she thought very comprehensively, and she replied: "Yes, a large-scale vicious incident occurred in the Clinton district of New York City, Daredevil, the wanted mercenary Deadpool, and The wanted criminal code-named Punisher is fighting a black shadow, and there are nearly hundreds of people killed and injured."

"Clinton District?" Fury listened to the name, thoughtful. Another nickname for Clinton District is Hell's Kitchen. The crime rate there can be said to be one of the highest in the United States, and it is quite common for more than ten people to die. , but this time so many people died at once, something should have happened.

"Prepare the Quinjet fighter jet, notify the FBI, we have taken over this matter, let Coulson take over the special operations team, and come to me to report!"

"Yes, sir!"