Marvel's Rampage

Parts scattered all over the garage left Xue Pan nowhere to stay.

"Who is there? I have a handful of burnt manifolds in my hand..." Old man Devore, who heard the noise, immediately turned around and said, "Oh, it's you, what's the matter with me?"

"Just a little thing," the boy waved his hand, "I came here today to see how you are doing."

Although Wen SiDa and Li Qian enjoyed playing with explosives and playing murder games in the yard, even though SHIELD sent a team into the house and was sent away lying down, they could not get him to step out of the garage and take a look. Xue Pan was afraid that the old man would come back. If he stays at home like this, he might just turn into a perverted scientist or something like that.

Fortunately, for now, he seems to be pretty normal...probably.

"By the way, are the drawings I gave you last time helpful?" Seeing that his gardener's boss was in good spirits, the boy swept aside the scraps on the tool table and sat down.

"It's a bit inspiring. The power sensing device on it is quite good." Old Man Devore climbed up from the metal block: "It's a pity that the drawing shows a prototype of the individual armor, which is quite different from the real robot. .”

"But I made a copy of one and piled it up there." As he said that, the old gardener pointed to a corner of the garage.

If he didn't tell clearly, Xue Pan would have thought that there were useless metal scraps piled there.

"That's where I use it specifically to pile garbage." Old Man Devore wiped his oily hands with the corner of his clothes, walked to the pile of garbage, and struggled to pull away the steel plates and parts pressed on it.

A huge, rough, steampunk-style iron armor, like an abandoned tattered doll, was buried crookedly underneath.

I have to say that if an old gardener dares to play with robots, he still has two brushes.

Except for the energy source on the chest, all other parts of this Mark 1 armor have been completely copied. Even the exposed wires, the manual flamethrowers hanging on the arms, and even the traces of welding of the steel plates on the main body remain. , it is definitely a 100% high imitation product.

Xue Pan compared him with the Mark 1 he saw made by Tony at that time, and thought of the movable trash can invented by old man Devore before. He couldn't help but rub his chin and said: "That's really a garbage dump. Just throw it in." That's a bit of a waste, I think it can at least be used as the shell of the robot."

"I have had this idea, but it is actually just a pair of armor." When it comes to his own interests, the old gardener explained in detail with his fingers:

"It is just a little heavier and has higher protection capabilities. Other than that, it only has two more flame launchers, a rocket, a jet pack, a power sensing device, a power control system assembly and a set of micro rockets. An emergency escape device with modified engine and capable of short-term low-altitude flight ejection.

Other than that, it's no different than the rusty medieval iron lump in your second-floor hallway. "

The difference is already huge, okay? So many adjectives make your words completely unconvincing. It only shows the gap between people. Brother, in the original plot, Stark relied on this to fight against the terrorists in the entire base.

Xue Pan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that there was an old lump stuck in his chest that he couldn't spit out.

But the nagging old man Devore has not yet finished his argument: "The robot is different. The robot is an independent individual. It must be able to accept orders and have a certain ability to judge. If this armor is used to make a robot, just Solving the problem of walking upright with two legs freely is a problem that cannot be solved by current technology.

And it’s too heavy. Unless it’s plugged in all the time, even if someone wears it and moves around, no battery on the market can support it for more than 5 minutes. "

This is true. Apart from the unscientific inventions of Marvel scientists, the technological level of this world is not much different from that of the previous life. Before time travel, upright and fast-walking robots were still a problem that needed to be overcome worldwide.

Compared with Old Man Devol's hands-on ability, his level of folk scientific research and development has completely given up on Xue Pan.

Therefore, not only Stark, but also the scientific researchers who can make superheroes in Marvel have brains that are not comparable to ordinary people, and they are just like playing around with various black technologies that transcend the era.

If coupled with various buffs such as the world's destruction and the doomsday snap, he felt that only the green-skinned power of An Xunsi could rival it. waaaaaaaagh

"So to sum up, only the robot I invented is the best solution at present." While Xue Pan was thinking, the old gardener muttered and didn't know what he said, and finally came up with this surprising idea. A conclusion that I have no interest in refuting.

"Yeah, yeah, as long as you're happy." The boy nodded perfunctorily.

He decided to ignore old man Devore's fanatical attitude and the large metal trash can on the ground...the back cover of it was not closed yet, and a burnt sandwich was spitting out black smoke.

By the way, he also gave up his plan to find the Mark 1 design drawings and rummaged through a few pieces of white paper in a garage that looked like a small garbage dump. It was too difficult.

"Help me find those drawings. I have some other uses." Xue Pan asked directly.

Once he stopped talking about robots, Old Man Devore's attitude became much calmer. He neatly pulled out a few crumpled pieces of paper that were soaked in engine oil and almost lost their original color from under a pile of pliers and wrenches. After smoothing it out, I stuffed it into the printer and made a copy.

Anything related to robot production can be found in this garage. According to the old gardener's vision, the robot he invented must have at least a certain degree of AI capabilities, and computer programming is essential.

In this case, it's not surprising that there is an extra printer here...

Xue Pan thinks this explanation is reasonable.

He looked down at the copy of the design that was handed to him. The marks left by oil stains on it covered some lines and components.

Although there are some flaws, it is better than nothing. This blueprint is the only one in the world that has two copies. He should be grateful to give half of it to Obadiah.

Of course, if Obaday is really such a noob that he can't even retrieve the Mark 1 parts that Stark threw in the desert, there is also a high-quality imitation of Old Man Devore in the garage, which can always allow him to defeat the villain. This noble profession continues to the end.

He could barely make ends meet with the key props for developing a boss, but now Xue Pan could only wait for night to fall and break into the Stark Group's headquarters alone.

After finding out the progress of the development of the Iron Overlord armor, we can decide whether to contact Obadei.

After all, it would be great if he could take the path of a villain himself.

In the final analysis, cultivation is always no match for heaven.