Start as Gaussian, simple and crude

MK 1 flew through the sky with Tony, but after flying for a while, it began to disintegrate at high altitude. MK 1 was unable to fly at high speed, coupled with material limitations, resulting in many defects, and Tony fell from mid-air. When we came down, luckily it was surrounded by desert, so we didn't suffer much damage after falling. A vague figure appeared above him. After seeing the appearance of the person, Tony couldn't help but raise his hand, "Help," and fainted after saying just one word. Rumbling, the sound of a huge propeller in the distance came from far away. I glanced over there and clicked on Tony again. A force of life flowed into his body. Tony suddenly opened his eyes, and finally I only saw that face. "Hey, Tony, buddy, are you okay? You're not dead yet. You have to sit in the same car with me next time," a familiar voice came. Tony squinted his eyes and looked at the figure on the helicopter. He looked at it suspiciously. I looked around, but there was no one around. Could it be that I had just hallucinated? Looking at his hand, he saw that the wound had disappeared, but his body was still very weak. Looking at the people surrounding him, Tony fainted.

After returning to the United States, Tony immediately held a press conference. Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the company was now controlled by another person. When Tony said at the press conference that Stark Industries' weapons research department would be closed down, , everyone was shocked, especially the bald man next to him, his mentor Obadiah, who had been spying on Stark Industries for a long time. In order to successfully ascend to power, he contacted the people of the Ten Rings Gang and wanted to kill Tony. It's just that those guys didn't do this and wanted Tony to make missiles for them. This was something Obadiah didn't expect. Not only did he not get rid of Tony, he instead asked Tony to build the first-generation mecha. Now Tony said this again. In a word, Stark, which relies on arms to make money, is about to fall to the bottom. Obadiah can never let such a thing happen, so he began to admonish Tony earnestly, but Tony's determination caught him by surprise, and he looked towards Tony's eyes were also filled with murderous intent.

"A cup of coffee, thank you." I followed Tony back to the United States and bought an apartment on the street next door. If I want to better understand the world, I need to take a good look, "Sir, your coffee," A blond beauty put the coffee on the table in front of me and took out a few U.S. dollars. The girl's eyes suddenly lit up. "Thank you. If you need anything else, please let me know." I nodded and picked up the cup. I took a sip and smashed it in my mouth. Maybe it was due to my lack of experience. This coffee really didn’t taste good. It wasn’t as good as the Deer Head Coffee from my previous life. I closed my eyes and spread my divine power. As soon as I explored the neighborhood not far away, I discovered an unusual energy fluctuation. "Oh, I met one so soon." I looked at the person with a smile on my face. , "Peter Parker, Spider-Man, it seems that he has just gained power." Passing through Peter, the divine power advanced again, "This breath, Dr. Banner, I didn't expect it to be still here," I continued to search, the speed of the divine power was very quick.

"Are these four people the Fantastic Four? This is the Widow Sister. She has a really good figure. This is Hawkeye. This is..." After roughly scanning the earth, whether it is the future Avengers or those I have checked all the rebel bosses, and it can be said that there are all kinds of them. "It's better to wait for the plot of this world to go on its own, otherwise it will be too boring. Tony has already seen it. Now let's meet the little spider. Compared to Tony, this little guy is more obedient, especially at this time. "I drank the coffee in the cup, stood up and walked out, heading towards another street. In Queens, which is located in the eastern part of New York, a young man was walking weakly on the street. His vision was blurry. Fortunately, he was almost home, so he opened the door and rushed in.