Marvel: The game I made invaded reality

"Ha, I didn't expect that what I am now is caused by my own company's weapons." Stark muttered self-deprecatingly, feeling ironic in his heart.

As the CEO of Stark Industries, he was eventually killed by his own weapons.

Now he only relies on the battery and the electromagnet on his chest to survive. The cold and dark cave and the circles of members of the Ten Commandments outside the door make him unable to see any hope.

"Mr. Stark, cheer up, there must be an explosion outside now, and everyone is looking for you."

"You have also seen the weapons of the Ten Commandments Gang. Your life's hard work has been controlled by these murderers, but now it will become your legacy."

"Are you really willing?" Ethan pushed up his glasses and looked at the depressed and depressed Stark and said in a deep voice.

His hometown is still waiting for him, but he knows that he has no ability to escape. The only thing he can rely on is Tony Stark in front of him.

"Don't you want to do something?"

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Tony still lowered his head and remained silent. Just when Ethan couldn't help but speak again to encourage him, he spoke pessimistically.

"What else can I do? No matter what I do, they will kill me." The plain tone revealed deep despair, "Even if they don't kill me, I won't survive for a week at most."

Speaking of the latter part, he excitedly lifted the battery in his arms.

The power in the battery is only enough to support him for less than a week. When the power runs out, the simple electromagnetic device on his chest will lose its magnetism, and the debris left in the body will flow into the heart along the blood vessels.

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At night, the cave gradually became colder. Ethan found a pile of firewood from somewhere and lit a bonfire in an open space.

Stark was wrapped in a thin blanket and sat opposite Ethan. The flickering flames reflected the uncertainty on their faces.

"This is a crucial week, isn't it?" Ethan suddenly broke the silence.

Stark didn't speak, and the swaying flames were reflected in his pupils, and he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Maybe you're right..."

As soon as he thought of it, he immediately found members of the Ten Commandments Gang and expressed his willingness to make Jericho missiles for them, but he needed to calculate the panels and missile parts.

Hearing that Stark, a tough guy, finally agreed, the leader of the Ten Commandments Gang was of course excited. He received him as if he were a relative and met all his requests.

He hesitated for a while about the computer panel, but after Stark stated that it was only used for cluster missile splitting calculations, the leader of the Ten Commandments Gang agreed.

In this place where birds don't poop, he doesn't think there will be any signals.

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In the next few days, the entire Apple City was still filled with news about Stark, but as time passed, many people believed that Stark was dead.

During this period, in Brooklyn, the Russian gang that dominated a neighborhood was wiped out by John alone, leaving no one alive.

The killer ranked first, and John, who had not appeared for a long time, took action again, which also caused shock in the killer world.

Merlin and Gwen went to Osborn Industries every night to research the lizard serum. During the day, Merlin went to the aviation manufacturing factory to adjust the first smart assembly line.

With the experience in Hell's Kitchen, the first stealth Annihilator gunship production line was built in three days. Now that the materials and parts are in place, the first one has been put into production.

Many accessories of the Annihilator helicopter are already available in reality, so there is not much that needs to be made separately. The main thing is the outer stealth coating technology.

George was also busy tracking down the lizard people. Although he was informed by the teacher, he had no time.

For a moment, Apple City was abuzz with excitement, but it fell into a strange calm, like a dynamite barrel that might explode at any time.

But everyone's attention was focused on the news of Stark's disappearance.

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Saturday, evening, Osborne Industries.

Merlin and Gwen stood in front of the experimental projection table, looking nervously at the yellow genetic data map that was virtually projected.

According to the experimental sequence, this string of genetic data is the lizard's regeneration gene.

At this time, stem cells under the influence of genes are constantly dividing and expanding to form new cells.

"Let's begin." Merlin looked at the rapidly dividing gene cell group and nodded.

Upon hearing this, Gwen immediately threw the blue genetic data in front of her into the lizard's regeneration gene sequence.

The moment the two came into contact, the blue genetic data spread quickly like ink dripping onto a white paper and merged into the regeneration genes.

Then, under the gaze of the two people, the regeneration gene sequence began to tremble violently under the influence of blue genetic data.

"Bang!" The moment a crisp electronic sound sounded, the regenerative gene sequence collapsed and dispersed like a precarious bridge.

Seeing this scene, the two people's somewhat nervous expressions immediately became excited.

"Ah! Great! We made it!"

"Merlin! Did you see it? We did it! We succeeded!" Gwen's eyes lit up and she shouted excitedly.

After nearly a week of staying up all night every day, they finally succeeded.

"Stop, stop, stop... we have to continue testing, don't be anxious." Although Merlin was also excited, he had expected it, so he was not as excited as Gwen.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and test it. It depends on tonight whether you can get it done." Gwen also came to his senses and quickly returned to the projection test bench.

In fact, after success, according to the decay rate algorithm, the next step is just to keep experimenting.

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As the morning approached, Gwen carefully took out the prepared green serum from the thermostat.

Merlin on the side was about to speak when his phone suddenly vibrated.

He took out his cell phone and couldn't help but twitching his lips after seeing the message on it.

"It's really a double happiness."

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Afghanistan, inside a Gobi cave.

Stark was holding a palm-sized computer in his hand at this time. The battery in his hand had been discarded at some point and replaced with a circle of energy that emitted a white haze of light.

He was covered in oil and stains, but his mental state was completely different from a few days ago.

"What are you going to do?" Ethan came up curiously and asked.

"It's not enough to have an iron shell, you have to find a way to call for support." Stark glanced at the armor parts made of missile shells, shook his head and said.

"Call for support? There is no signal here." Ethan looked confused.

"Just give it a try. The worst thing you can do is rush out wearing armor." Stark said, placing a palm-sized computer panel on a missile and pretending to debug it.

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