[Zhongyingmei] After Chaoying killed me

Wyatt took the coffee cup brought by the mechanical arm tremblingly. Fortunately, Wyatt took it in time and didn't spill too much.

Then Xiaodai picked up another coffee cup and moved it towards Tony tremblingly.

"Hey, Xiaodai, stop, I'll take it." Tony shouted, Xiaodai immediately stopped the action with a sudden brake, but unexpectedly, this action caused half of the coffee in the cup to spill.

"One day I will donate you to MIT. They have wanted it for a long time." Tony muttered and took it and drank the remaining half cup of coffee.

Xiaodai seemed to understand Tony's words, he bent his forearm, and even the mechanical sound of twisting had a sense of grievance.

Wyatt on the side: …

What should I do if my boss looks like he is only three and a half years old, he is waiting online, he is in a hurry.

"So, what's up - Caviezel?" Tony paused eerily before saying Wyatt's last name.

Wyatt: He was definitely thinking about my last name.

"Come to confirm if something happened to you." Clearing his throat, Wyatt stated his purpose in a businesslike manner, "and to provide a solution to the rumors."

"Rumour? What rumour?"

Tony, who spent a day in the lab, was completely isolated from the world. He even muted Jar so that he would not disturb his thoughts.

Speaking of which, Tony tapped the desktop twice, and a transparent virtual screen popped up on the table. He tapped twice with his fingers, and countless related messages on Twitter popped up on the screen.

"Let me tell you, if you believe this, the IQ of those people is really worrying." Tony pointed at the opening picture on the screen and other articles that were all edited, and rolled his eyes fiercely.

"Actually," Wyatt spread his hands, "many people have already believed it, especially after someone added a sneak shot video."

Tony raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and found the video Wyatt was talking about from the screen.

On the screen, Tony's eyes widened, his face was pale, and he staggered away from the crowd to get into his battle armor.

This video is only ten seconds long, and the camera shakes extremely, but it can still be seen that Tony's state in the video is not right.

Very wrong.

Tony curled his lips, turned off the entire video with a flick of his finger, and went to the coffee machine to pour a cup of coffee himself.

"So, Mr. Stark, what happened?" Seeing Tony's uncooperative attitude, Wyatt touched his chin and asked.

"What happened? How do I know what happened?" Tony took a sip of coffee and looked at Wyatt innocently, "I just had a meal with Colonel Rhodes, and then I heard some surprising news, such as this Cover Girl of the Month—”

"But in fact, since last year, you haven't made any big news on the entertainment page, and the editors of all the entertainment newspapers are sighing." Wyatt shrugged and dismissed Tony's words, "Although this does make me Work is much easier."

The words blurted out, and it was only then that Wyatt suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was his father, the patron.

Can't blame him, Wyatt is firm, the appearance of his boss running the train with his mouth really makes people can't help but go back.

Tony's words stopped suddenly, and he looked at his own employee in disbelief.

——Oh yes, originally it was because of his wonderful provocative skills at the press conference that I decided to let him solve these matters.

Of course there are other reasons.

Unexpectedly, this slanderous skill will finally be applied to himself.

"Okay, okay, what do you want to do." Tony sighed, taking a small step back.

Wyatt: "The first thing is to take a photo of you and send it out, to address the rumors that you are seriously ill."

Speaking of Wyatt holding up the phone, Tony is very familiar with the camera. After all, he has lived under countless cameras since he was a child, and he is very handsome and natural on camera.

"Of course you have to ask Jar to get rid of the dark circles under your eyes that can't be covered at all. To be honest, Mr. Stark, you really should have a good rest."

Tony: ...

Tony: "Is that all right?"

"What? Of course not." Wyatt continued, "We still have to go to Stark Industries' exclusive private hospital for a comprehensive examination and produce a complete physical health report—of course this is not for the public to see. It's about reassuring Ms Potts."

Wyatt could see that Pepper was worried about Tony, and that Tony must be hiding something.

It can be seen from the fact that he banned Jar from disclosing relevant information.

At the same time, this is not Wyatt's subjective choice.

That's right, the main system that was always there suddenly issued a task - to take Tony Stark into the hospital for treatment within 5 days,

If the task is successful, the survival time will be increased by 7 days, and if the task fails, the survival time will be deducted by 7 days.

If this fails, one-third of the survival time will be directly subtracted, and the system even screamed in Wyatt's mind.

Only to succeed, not to fail!

"—What? I'm not going." Tony pointed to his head, "Please, do you know what this is?"

"...your head?" Wyatt blinked inexplicably, and solemnly gave an answer that could not be refuted.

"This is the smartest mind of all mankind. Hey, do you know how many new items were created during the few minutes you wereted? How long can the future be brought closer?"

As if dissatisfied with Wyatt's random answer without careful consideration, Tony opened his caramel eyes and watched Wyatt speak quickly.

Wyatt: ...Oh, as long as you like it.

"Anyway, I won't go, you should give up, I still have a lot of things to do." Tony announced after gulping down the second cup of coffee in hand.

"Then I'll wait here until you change your mind." Wyatt spread his hands and decided to play a rogue.

"Your job is over, boy, you can go back." Tony emphasized emphatically, "I am your boss."

"In fact, it's Ms. Potts who pays me, and she's sure to approve of what I'm doing."

Wyatt spread his hands, then glanced at the time on his wrist, "It's 02:30 in the afternoon, there are still three hours before my off-duty time, after that I may still get an overtime pay - so Mr. Tucker, are you sure you don't think about it anymore?"

Tony was about to be pissed off by the rogue skills of the man in front of him. He decided not to speak anymore, turned around and turned on the TV in the laboratory, turned the volume to the maximum, and then continued to work on his own, with a Completely incompatible.

Wyatt: ...Is he really a three and a half year old? !

This more rogue than rogue approach gave Wyatt a sense of defeat.

Is it possible to spend five days here, and then subtract seven days of life?

Twelve days were wasted all at once!

Wyatt pondered whether to send a message to Ms. Potts, maybe Ms. Potts could make Tony compromise by going out in person.

After all, it's also for his health, isn't it?

Suddenly a piece of news was interrupted on the TV, and the sound was turned up to the loudest, and the news inevitably entered the ears of the two of them.

On the TV, it seemed that the reporters who arrived in time were broadcasting live, and the camera kept shaking to show everything on the scene.

It was a disaster.

A tall building was engulfed in flames, and the fire was raging, and countless screams and cries could be heard intermittently.

"This is the scene of a fire in a commercial building on Fifth Avenue in Brooklyn, New York."

The reporter's voice came, and Wyatt frowned and watched the TV.

Brooklyn, although it is not the most affluent urban area in New York, but it is indeed the most populous place.

How many people will be injured by a violent fire, and how many surrounding buildings will be affected.

Behind the camera, Wyatt even discovered the abnormality.

Not only a few fire trucks, but also several police cars.

"Survivors revealed that the fire was started by a person without any tools. He sprayed flames from his mouth, destroyed the elevator, and set the entire building on fire. Several staff members were trapped in the spreading fire... "

"—The preliminary judgment is that the superpowers carried out sabotage..."

Tony stopped what he was doing and stood up.

"I'm not sure if it was done by a person with superpowers—" Wyatt stopped. Tony's current physical condition is not good, and he has not rested for 26 consecutive hours, so he is not suitable to go.

"Whether it's true or not, there's nothing the firefighters can do about this fire." Tony had already put on his battle armor, and he put on the last piece of visor in his hand, turning to look at Wyatt.

"I'll go to solve the little things over there first, you don't have to wait for me here anymore - I won't go to any hospital, I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, the top floor of the laboratory automatically shrank to both sides, and a round hole big enough for the armor to fly out appeared.

The golden-red battle armor ejected and flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed until Wyatt could not see it.

"...Why don't I knock him out and send him to the hospital after he comes back?" Wyatt scratched his head, and asked the system with some uncertainty, "Will this make me lose this job directly?"

System: "But the person who pays you is Ms. Potts, I think it's perfectly fine to do so."

Just when the host and the system were secretly discussing about kidnapping the richest man in New York and going to the hospital, there were some changes in the news on TV.

Suddenly, a person with a red body jumped down from a tall building full of flames, and fell heavily from the height of the ten-story building, causing several cracks to open on the ground, but the person stood up straight without any damage.

The skin on his face and body was dry and cracked, and a few red lights could be seen faintly in the gaps between the skins, which became more and more dazzling as the cracks continued to expand.

He glanced around ferociously, and the crowd scattered away, only the conscientious reporter continued to shoot tremblingly.

The man locked his eyes on the reporter who was still filming. He opened his mouth towards the camera, and he could even see the red light emerging from his throat through the camera.

Flames gushed from his mouth, heading straight for the camera.

If the reporter didn't run away at the beginning because he was conscientious in order to shoot more scoops, but now he has already lost his courage, his legs are weak and he can't walk, so he can only watch the flames approaching little by little.

A figure that could cover him appeared in front of him.

He may never forget this golden-red figure who saved him at the most critical moment in his life.

Iron Man arrived in time and blocked the raging fire with his body.

"—Wow, this fire is hot enough."

From the camera, you can even hear Tony's voice with some mechanical sounds passing through the armor.

Seeing that his attack was stopped by Tony, the man stopped his attack, and Tony took the opportunity to put the reporter in a safe place.

"Steel...steel...steel..." The little reporter stumbled excitedly after passing through the critical moment.

"Iron Man," Tony followed up with his words in full. "It's my time now boy, stay away next time."

As he spoke, he turned around and flew towards the superpower user.

"Hanhan, here comes the mission!"

When Wyatt was sweating from the content played on the TV, the system's voice suddenly sounded excitedly.

"Mission 3: Save Iron Man and solve the Brooklyn crisis."

"Mission success reward: increase the survival time by 60 days, and get a memory recovery spree."

"Mission Failure Penalty: Obliteration."

Wyatt: ...help!

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