Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

The morning sun penetrates the glass and fills the entire room.

A man and a woman on the bed opened their eyes at the same time with the first ray of sunlight shining on their faces.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?" Xiang Qiang asked softly.

Qin, who was in his arms, was like a fed cat, grunting lazily: "What do you think? We didn't sleep at all last night."

"Strictly speaking, when our consciousness is trapped in the soul realm, the body is equivalent to sleeping - although neither of us actually needs sleep."

"Hmm..." Qin didn't listen to the man at all; although Xiangqian said that they no longer needed sleep, she still seemed to retain the habit of staying in bed.

"You don't need to go to class... Oh!" Xiangqian realized halfway through, "It's summer vacation, and the X-Men haven't trained?"

"Not today." Qin's voice was in a trance, as if she was about to fall asleep again.

Qianqian asked again: "Aren't you also serving as the infirmary? I was in a hurry yesterday and beat Scott and Logan hard."

"Who cares about them." Qin put her elbows on her chest forward, supporting her infinitely beautiful upper body; "Which outfit do you want to see me wear?"

Playing stupid forward: "What?"

Qin met the eyes of the little man under him, with a half-smile on his face: "You just mentioned my three positions - which uniform do you want me to wear?"

"Hmm..." Xiang Xiang asked solemnly, "Do you need to choose?"

"Greedy little villain!" Qin's eyes were full of coquettishness, "then you have to choose a priority, right?"

"Well..." Qiangqian felt that he was about to suffer from difficulty in choosing.

"Ding!" The electronic bracelet at the head of the bed issued a notification sound, interrupting the forward thinking; this is a reminder that urgent information has been searched.

A line of text glowing with dim light on the screen is a copied headline of an online news: "Stark Industries is about to hold a press conference—suspected to be a large-scale battle in the industrial park yesterday"

"Qin, where is the TV remote control?" After quickly browsing the Internet news forward, he became interested in the upcoming press conference.

On TV, almost every news channel is looping scenes of two robots, big and small, fighting.

Yesterday's battle spread over a wide area, and even hit the highway all the way, leaving a lot of video data.

When the figure of Tony Stark striding towards the launch platform appeared on the TV screen, Qin Po gritted his teeth: "Are the three uniforms not as attractive as that old man? Should I doubt your orientation?"

"Didn't you just verify it last night?" As soon as Qianqian finished speaking, he hurriedly raised his hand to block the pillow that was being patted.

"Don't be angry, baby; I have a hunch that Tony Stark is going to make a big news." Moving forward to appease the royal sister who was pretending to be angry.

Then they witnessed the confrontation between Tony Stark and the female reporter Christine.

Qin leaned on Qianqian's shoulder, tilted her head to look at the screen, and made an accurate judgment: "The two of them have a festival."

"There's only one possibility for a woman to act aggressively towards Tony Stark." Xiang Qiang said lazily, "Sleeped, threw it away."

"Talk from experience, huh?" Jean inadvertently gave her a sideways glance.

Come on, dig yourself a hole and bury yourself; it seems that you really can’t speak ill of your buddies behind their backs, after all, nine out of ten of the bad things your buddies do are also your fault——Qianqian summed it up secretly in his heart.

Tony Stark on TV and James Zion off TV fell silent at the same time.

"I am Iron Man." In the end, it was Tony on TV who spoke first.

"Oh, the news is going to explode!" Xiang Qiang took the opportunity to change the topic, in exchange for Qin Jiaochen's slapping.

On the TV screen, a group of excited reporters almost covered the camera, and it was noisy.This level of excitement is not like an entrepreneur or inventor's press conference, but more like a traffic star's official divorce.

As if echoing the lively scene on the TV, the forward electronic wristband also began to sound a continuous emergency contact tone.

"Uncle Xian, it's me." Qiangqian was not surprised by the call.

Zheng Xian's tone was very serious: "Qianqian, where did you go?"

"What's wrong?" Qiangqian asked lazily.

"What's wrong with you? My phone here is about to be blown up by the Security Bureau." Zheng Xian was furious, "You should be very clear that your name is on the highest-level security list, right?"

The director of the Shenspear Bureau has a headache, because he has been unable to contact Xiangqian for three consecutive days.

Regardless of whether it is the Divine Spear Bureau or a higher-level security agency, letting a person on the high-level security list out of sight for three days is definitely a serious dereliction of duty.

According to the notice issued by the Wude Group, the chairman of the group has just finished his visit in Japan and has just returned to the branch in Hong Kong; but there is no trace of him in the Hong Kong branch.

Even the forward personal bodyguards are looking for their bosses everywhere.

"I went back to Karma Taj; I seem to have encountered a bottleneck in my recent practice..." Xiangqian's nonsense came out; anyway, no one could go to the Supreme Master for verification.

Zheng Xian was too lazy to listen to these nonsense: "Can you turn off the anti-tracking program of your electronic bracelet first, and then let's discuss your whereabouts in the last three days?"

"...Uncle Xian, you called me in such a hurry, what's the matter?" Xiang Qiang pretended that he had never told the nonsense before.

Zheng Xian on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes, and managed to suppress his anger: "Did you see Tony Stark's press conference?"

"How can I not see it? The news media all over the world are going to blow up." Qianqian was half muttering and half complaining, "I guess, tomorrow the tabloids will reveal that the little actress who gave birth to Tony's illegitimate child will increase by a little bit more than usual." times."

"Then you should know it well. Judging from that large-scale mechanical armor, Tony Stark's latest technology is likely to spread; it has even spread."

"Obadiah's mechanical armor still uses Tony's technology, and we really can't rule out the possibility that he leaked related technology when imitating the armor." Xiang Qiang said.

"That big robot was created by Obadiah? Forget it, it doesn't matter!" Zheng Xian said, "We need a solution; the higher-ups let me ask you, the Five Elements Laboratory may create a similar function equipment?"

Counting fingers one by one: "There are four key new technologies for Mark Armor; the transmission system, auxiliary intelligent program, and propulsion system are not major problems. The same type of technology is relatively mature, and the technical breakthrough will be completed soon. "

"So, the biggest problem is still the energy supply." Zheng Xian said, "It is consistent with the judgment of the technical department in the bureau."

"Cold nuclear fusion is a difficulty, and the miniaturization of the reactor is another difficulty. I have an idea for an alternative technology, but it will take at least a few years to realize it. If we must create our own Mark armor in a short time, I'm afraid we can only use low-end substitutes."

Zheng Xian waved his hand: "Low-end is low-end. It's still our old tradition. At least solve the problem of whether there is any. As for whether it is good or not, we can talk about it later."

"Actually, that's exactly what I want to ask." Xiang Qiang said, "Do we really need this mark armor?"

"What do you mean?"

Xiangqian said calmly: "Our current technology and equipment research and development are basically following the path of crossing the river by feeling the United States; but our combat system is ultimately built according to our national defense strategy and main combat objectives."

"Does this combat system really need Mark armor?" asked Qiangqian.

"You don't think it's necessary?"

Xiangqian replied: "If it is to promote technological breakthroughs and improve our ability to synthesize applied technology, it is necessary to do it in the laboratory. But it is not necessarily necessary to use it as a weapon for deployment."

"We can achieve most of the combat functions of the Mark armor by making targeted modifications to the existing large military drones; the remaining part can be made up for by the relatively mature exoskeleton technology. Most importantly, these technologies Much cheaper than Mark Armor."

There was a moment of silence on Zheng Xian's side, and then he said: "I will organize a seminar as soon as possible, when will you be back?"

Xiangqian laughed: "I try my best, try my best; I promise not to delay the meeting."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the roaring voice from the opposite side, he cut off the call as if nothing had happened.

"Got to go?"

Jean was lying on her forward chest, sliding her fingers back and forth.

"Tony's press conference woke up the whole world. I said that he must unlock some weird fields for this world."

Xiang Qiang said so, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and wrapped his arms around Yujie Meiren, who was about to stand up, in his arms.

"Well, what?"

Qianqian smiled and said, "Did you forget that there is a time difference of more than ten hours between here and Hong Kong; it is early morning here, and it is already night over there. We will talk about anything after dawn."

"So?" Qin's eyes were full of charm again.

"So, when is your private uniform show?"

……

Some people have been extremely busy this past night and for the foreseeable long time to come, compared to still having time to enjoy a private fashion show going forward.

Especially Tony Stark, who was at the center of the vortex, even though Pepper Potts had led the public relations department to block most of the organizations and individuals with ulterior motives, he still couldn't stop some uninvited guests.

For example, a certain African chief who pried directly into the Stark Manor villa.

"Neggers, leather trench coats, blind in one eye, think they're cool but they're ugly..." Tony looked at a certain jerk coming out of the shadows by the window, "I know you, Nick Fury; that what The director of the Bureau. I have always wanted to say that the person who named you must have something in his head."

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who wanted to make a head start, turned the only remaining eye until only the white of the eye remained: "Then you should ask your father and Ms. Carter. They also participated in the naming."

"I know, that's why you've been watching me, right?"

"You already know?" Nick Fury suddenly realized, "James Zion told you?"

"Do you regret not giving him enough hush money and leaking your secret?"

"James Zion has a lot more secrets than you can imagine." The chief of non-chiefs buried nails casually, but it was a pity that Tony didn't pick up on him at all.

"Jarvis, how did he get in? Why didn't the security system respond at all?"

"Mr. Stark, this person has the highest authority of the security system; this authority is written into the main server of the security company."

"So you just let a stranger in?" Tony said. "James's right, you don't look very bright."

Jarvis didn't respond to the complaints, but Nick Fury reacted intermittently: Of course he could hear that Tony Stark was complaining about the intelligent program, but he was actually scolding him.

"Tony Stark and James Zion are equally annoying." The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. thought in his heart.