All the superheroes I played are revived [Comprehensive Yingmei]

With his mask off, Spider-Man still had a youthful and childish look on his face. A soft curly hair was hidden in the bed, and it was pushed into the pillow with the owner's movements, and was squashed flat and fluffy.

Nightwing has already informed Dan Afu of the face recognition results compared in the Batcave. Spiderman's real name is Peter Parker. Years, the full count is only nineteen.

Seemingly troubled by pain and nightmares, Peter hugged the pillow tightly with his hand resting on the pillow, turned his head and buried it in the pillow. After a while, a large piece of the pillow towel was quietly wet.Peter moved his head again uncomfortably, revealing the tears all over his face.

Tears wet the curly hair on the temples, and the little curly hairs became strands, sticking to Peter's fair cheeks, and after a while they were buried under the quilt raised by the master, and the fluffy head could be found no matter what. It was not at an angle that could relieve the pain a little. After being bored for a while, the curly hair drooped in frustration and got halfway out. The wet little curly was squeezed outside the quilt and stabbed obliquely, just like that Little stroke, pitiful.

The hoarse voice of the young Chaoying in his dream reached Dan's ears: "Mr. Stark..."

Dan held the file in his hand, looked at the little spider for a while, took a deep breath, secretly clenched his fists to cheer himself up, stood up, hesitated for a while before going out, and turned back to the two After pulling out one of the files from the file bag, he walked out of the dormitory, closed the door softly, and walked into the small meeting room not far away where Batman had let him stay.

In the corner seat of the small conference room, Danwo opened the file belonging to Tony Stark and began to read.

"Tony Stark, the son of Edward Stark. One of the former members of the Avengers, died in the battle between Earth and Dade Star..."

The door of the meeting room was knocked three times in a super soft voice, and then there was a thumping sound from outside.Dan was first startled by the sudden knock on the door, and then pricked up his ears to listen. He always felt that the sound of chattering outside sounded like Xiao Shan.

He stood up quickly, and just as he opened the door of the meeting room, a small lightning popped in... pancakes.

Probably because the force of pushing the door just now was a bit too strong, Little Lightning was unaware that the door would be opened suddenly, fell face down on the ground, and fell flat.

Little Lightning: "qwq"

Little Lightning climbed up from the ground with teary eyes, and rubbed his little hands on his flattened stomach for a while, finally making his belly round again, and then raised his little face: "Isn't it Dan? Do you want to resurrect Iron Man? I have never seen Dan use his abilities before, can you watch from the side! I promise not to talk, not to disturb you QxQ"

As Little Lightning spoke, he turned around and dragged a small package with all his might.

Dan took a look in the bag and found that it was full of nutrient solution. It seemed that Little Lightning was ready for a long-term war of resistance.

Little Lightning was dragging a bag half the size of his body, looking up at Dan with wide eyes looking forward to it, how could Dan refuse?At most, he pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged Little Lightning and the bag behind him.

So, for the next two hours, Dan sat on his seat and rustled through the files, while Little Lightning obediently sat on Dan's lap and waited.When he was bored, he would turn his body sideways and swing his feet on Dan's thigh, or open a test tube of nutrient solution and sip the nutrient solution with a wrinkled face.

Dan finally decided on the lines to be performed, and after sketching out the general image of Iron Man and the scene to be performed in his mind, he heaved a sigh of relief and closed the file.

Little Lightning's big eyes lit up immediately, and he let go of the test tube he was sucking bitterly with a "boo": "Dan, do you want to start spicy?"

Little Lightning is looking forward to it!The little feet couldn't help shaking excitedly, and the little wings on the top of the head also fluttered energetically.

Dan nodded, and used his fingers to help Little Lightning wipe off the nutrient solution accidentally spilled on the corners of his mouth and hands, rubbing Little Lightning's small body crooked, and then put Little Lightning into the front row of the meeting On the table, he was sure to be able to see his performance clearly even with the height of Little Lightning.

Dan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no restrained shyness and tenderness in his eyes, but filled with the kind of cynicism and complacency unique to Tony Stark, and there was a little bit that made him People think cute little sweet.His walking posture has changed. When he strode up to the podium, he took off something from his eyes, waved his hand casually and made a gesture of "be quiet and listen to me", and then half-inserted the thing he took off. . into the breast pocket.

Little Lightning immediately understood that it was the pair of sunglasses that Iron Man always wears on his face when he travels.

He looked at Dan on the podium in amazement, obviously Dan was so reserved at ordinary times, he would be shy very easily, the expression in his eyes was always restrained and euphemistic, with a little retreat, but now?

Dan looked absolutely stunning!Just simply stepping on the podium, just a simple look, just a simple movement, or even a simple breath and blink, are full of charm that attracts people to follow.But because of the arrogant and wanton look on his face, people love and hate him at the same time.

You can't help but want to punch him on the cheek, so that the angry expression on his face will be restrained a little, but you are reluctant to punch him, because you don't want these pair of hands to melt like honey and Some little playful eyes showing a little bit of sadness or depression.It seems that these eyes and this unbeatable posture should be like this by nature. Invisibly, they also seem to have become a unique charm that belongs to this person alone.

This charm, Little Lightning didn't even see in Gotham sweetheart Bruce Wayne.It’s not that Bruce Wayne’s charm is not as good as Tony Stark’s, it’s just that these are two completely different charms—there is always some shadow of the old British butler Alfred in Bruce Wayne, most of the time Bruce Wayne is gentlemanly and personable.

This unique, unbeatable, and irresistible charm is unique in the world, and only Iron Man Tony Stark is unique.

And now, it's perfectly on Dan's body.

"There has been speculation that I was involved in the incident that happened on the road and on the rooftops...that was outrageous. I'm not the type to be a hero, in fact, it's clear that I have a lot of personality flaws..."

The man on the stage paused: "The truth is..."

All professionals know that stage performances are different from TV dramas and movies, which can use the lens to zoom in on details. Actors need to use a larger performance to express the emotions of their characters, so that the audience can't see him clearly. Subtle performances bring the audience into the mood.

But at this time, Dan did not choose such a large-scale method. His performance was more detailed because of restraint. Barry could clearly see the subtle changes of every inch of muscle on Dan's face. Just standing here, just a simple expression Action, there is a powerful and attractive aura to focus all the attention of the audience on him alone.

As if he is the only existence in this stage-this world-this universe.

Barry involuntarily held his breath.

The man's eyes fell on Barry, as if carrying some weight that Barry couldn't read.

"—I am Iron Man."

"Woooow!" Little Lightning couldn't help jumping up instantly, "Wooooooow! So cool, so cool..."

Although he has watched the video of Tony admitting his identity more than once, Dan's performance is so close and so real, as if it takes him back to the time in the past that he especially wanted to experience personally.This kind of impact made his blood boil involuntarily, his little face flushed red, his little fist was raised high and he waved it excitedly, the vocabulary in his brain was severely lacking for a while, so he could only keep repeating it was too cool These three words.

On the stage, Dan's expression collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he looked around the small meeting room with the last trace of expectation in great disappointment: "Iron Man? Mr. Stark? Oh... did I fail?"

Little Lightning's cheers got stuck: "What's wrong—oh! Mr. Iron Man? Mr. Tony Stark?" Little Lightning also realized this problem, and it was obvious that there was no other three in the conference room except him. head body.

"Why? But I think you have brought Iron Man to life! Just at that moment, I really thought you were Iron Man!" Barry was incomprehensibly confused.

"Wait, I seem to hear something?" Dan suddenly raised his hand to stop Barry's groping.

He turned his ears sideways and slowly squatted down following the sound.

In the shadows under the podium, there was a golden-red figure struggling hard, and soft cursing came from the thumb-sized armor: "Oh! Damn it! What is this?"

"Ingredient scan analysis - this is the wreckage of chewing gum, sir." The gentle gentleman's smart AI dutifully replied.

"What?! You mean me, Iron Man, stuck by a piece of chewing gum, right?!" Tony Stark kicked hard on the huge wooden board behind him, trying to break free from the sticky The almost pink thing, in anger, let out a high-five clap.

"..." Dan watched the little tin can of thumbs cursing and fighting fiercely with a lump of chewing gum for a while, then pulled himself out with a slap in the palm of his hand - at the same time, he flew out short and fell flat on his face. .

The palm cannon is so small, its power might not be equal to a child's flick cannon.

Thumb Iron Man propped himself up with trembling arms: "Scan the surrounding environment-oh what the hell is this situation?!"

Dan carefully pinched the iron helmet of the gold-red armor, picked up Iron Man, and put it in his palm.

Little Lightning: "...why does Iron Man become so small."

Dan shook his head frantically, gasping for air while hissing, and frantically put the steel armor that instinctively attacked him into the chalk box: hot hands!

It seemed that there was a problem with the resurrection again. Dan was so anxious that he didn't care to check whether his palms were injured after being bombarded by his palms a few times. He rubbed his hands casually and closed his eyes, immersing himself in the lines and words of Neptune who had prepared all night last night. Scenes.

After 30 seconds, a three-headed sea king with the same size as Little Lightning fell down next to Little Lightning, and the society squatted next to Little Lightning with a face of "==?".

Little Lightning: "...uh..."

Thumb Iron Man, who climbed up the edge from the chalk box, witnessed this scene firsthand.

He looked at the three-headed Neptune and the three-headed Little Lightning, who were several times bigger and stronger than him, and then at himself, who was not much thicker than a piece of chalk. In an instant, he felt like a lemon, from his soul: " ……Why."

"Why is he?!"