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"Impossible, I'm allergic to you Frankensteins, especially when being used as experimental material for research. Don't even think about it. I'll fall out if you mention it again."

Zhang Fan was resolute. His heart went crazy when he thought about the "habitual process" of blood being used for research and then being leaked intentionally or unintentionally, and then creating a bunch of villains, bosses or clones. This is the standard of American plots. One of the routines is very likely to happen in the Marvel world.

"Okay, don't be angry. My main research direction is not biogenetic science. I was just curious about not using your blood. I want to study the energy supply principle and production method of your flame. This is no problem. From you, I I have gained a lot of inspiration, which will be of great benefit to a new research I am currently conducting.”

A rare excitement appeared in Tony's eyes, and he said proudly: "Do you still remember the steel suit I wore in the Afghan desert? I have a new plan to create a more powerful and fully functional suit. Will be the most important partner in my life.”

"You want to marry a big piece of steel and spend the rest of your life with him, and what about Pepper Potts, the third party?" Zhang Fan tried his best to control the heat radiating from his body, and circled around Tony in surprise.

Tony was choked, his cheeks twitched and he waved away Zhang Fan, shouting angrily: "Jarvis, take out my steel suit and let him see it for a long time."

"I'm sorry, sir, I have to remind you first that the Mark 2 research and development project has just begun. Apart from the plan and some data, in terms of physical objects, there are currently only a few high-strength steel models, which have no practical significance. Of course, Except for the Ark Reactor.”

The voice of the artificial intelligence system Jarvis sounded in the basement, but he directly told the truth without any intention of covering up for Tony.

Tony's face turned darker, and he yelled dissatisfied: "You are my personal butler, why do you have to tell the truth to others? I am your boss, remember to cooperate with me next time."

"Okay, sir, next time you brag, I will remember to cooperate."

After hearing the honest response from "Old Butler" Jarvis, Zhang Fan laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe. The huge fireball trembled violently in the air and burst into deafening laughter.

Tony's face was completely stiff, and he simply tore open his shirt, revealing the Ark reactor on his chest, and proudly declared: "The energy core I developed will definitely not be worse than your special ability through mutation. This is a sign that a new era is coming. .”

"Okay, Mr. New Era, do you still need an assistant for your research and development process?" The fireball twisted and transformed in the air. The inner and outer flames of various colors deformed, combined, and fixed in an orderly manner, accurately splicing Zhang Fan's human form. .

In his perception, the bones, internal organs, and brain composed of different flames in the body are all lifelike. Rather than forcibly fabricating them, it is more like the conscious instinct of the creature. Of course, it is also inseparable from his increasing proficiency in the ability to control flames. operation.

In appearance, except for the inconsistent skin color, he is almost the same as a real person in other aspects. Then with a thought, the flames that overflowed from the body compressed, flattened, deformed, and intertwined to construct a neatly fitting suit that looked extremely real. , the folds and undulations of the clothes are all distinct.

Tony was also stunned by this magical operation and had to be convinced: "I can think of the weaknesses and attack methods of your fire ability, but I never thought of using fire to knit yourself into a suit. You are very good at playing."

"If you burned your clothes and ran naked every time, you would notice this too." Zhang Fan shrugged, walked over and asked again: "I heard that everyone except Potts wants you to stay here." Let’s calm down at home, so do you need help with the new plan?”

Tony was stunned for a moment, turned his head and grinned, smiling heartlessly: "You don't think other people's opinions can affect me, or that I care about other people's evaluations of me.

Oh, Tony Stark, from a playboy with some ability, turned into a loser who lost his mind. He probably broke his brain and only had the instinct to pick up girls. Who cares?"

"Oh, yes, you will care. In this case, in the eyes of the media and the public, I will become the same person as you, both willful and stupid second-generation prodigal sons. Maybe in a few days, there will be The financial program put the two of us together for analysis to issue a warning to all the rich people to shoot their stupid sons on the wall in advance.”

Having said this, Tony raised his eyebrows at Zhang Fan again. When making fun of others, he didn't even spare himself.

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched, and he silently lamented that such a thing should not be sympathized with, so it was better to kill him as soon as possible, and his solid flame-like body slowly turned back to his physical form, he clenched his fists, and smiled coldly. Tony walked

"What are you going to do? Don't be impulsive, you bastard. It's not fair to fight back if you hit me again. If you have the ability, let me put on armor and fight again. Potts will come later. Save me some face. I'll give up."

Facing Zhang Fan, whose physique has greatly increased again after the krypton gold, Tony, the bare-handed quasi-Iron Man, expressed that he was very hurt

After a while, Tony, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, held an ice pack in one hand to apply cold compress to himself, and dexterously operated on the workbench with the other hand. Two intelligent robotic arms were working together on the side. The various parts were complex and precise. Zhang Fan looked at them carefully for a long time. , and finally had to admit that he was indeed a mechanical idiot.

I didn't understand anything and didn't say anything. I was still dizzy. I had to lower my head quietly and flipped through the laptop in my hand. On it was "The Electronic Version of the Secret Book of Fierce Flames, Volume 1". The editor-in-chief was Tony, and the deputy editor was Tony. It's Jarvis.

One person and one system joined forces, and in just a moment, various possible methods of using the flame ability were described in detail. Tony put forward the hypothesis, and Jarvis simulated and calculated the feasibility, and described the implementation in detail in the "Secrets" Methods and precautions.

The entire "Secret Book" is full of pictures and texts, and a simulation video is included with the book as a standard demonstration. The service quality is definitely five stars. Zhang Fan silently gave a positive review in his heart.

"Hey, little assistant over there, come and solder the circuit board. Follow Jarvis's illustrated steps. Don't tell me you can't even imitate." Tony suddenly raised his head and directed the robotic arm to pass it over. A row of circuit boards.

"I thought it would be better to hand-solder circuit boards and use them on steel suits. Now, I feel a little disillusioned." Zhang Fan stared at the schematic diagram that popped up on the computer screen, which clearly marked the entire process. Fool-like operation.

"You're overthinking it. If you dare to do it, I won't dare to use it. It's just an alternative auxiliary material for experiments, to be tested indoors." Tony told the truth ruthlessly.