I'm an emotionless superhero

The spine can't even support the head.

Connor, who felt sorry for his age, carefully clicked on the teenagers, thinking of Bruce Wayne's Robin Bird.

Then a picture of the Robin bird came to mind.Photos of naked thighs in colorful clothes, began to wonder how the bare-legged Robin bird can withstand the biting cold wind of Gotham winter night.

Sure enough, superheroes can endure what ordinary people can't?

At least Tony doesn't like his tight leather jacket and round glasses that look like Harry Potter, but he doesn't ask himself to show his thighs to fight criminals.

oh shit, he's not even a superhero yet.

That Robin bird counts as one.

After that is the son of Star City Green Arrow... Wait, is the other party also called Connor?

Connor couldn't remember clearly, so he asked Jarvis, "Will Connor Quinn go?"

Oh little boy.

Tony laughed.

Just like he is unwilling to attend the big bat's banquet but has to pay attention to his news, people always pay special attention to people who collide with them.And what if you meet someone with the same name as you?

"So who told you to choose this name in the first place?" Tony stretched out his hand and pinched the other person's cheek, a little bit painful. "If you didn't choose this name, you wouldn't be famous now."

Connor puffed up his bun face.

"But don't worry, your father and I have the foresight. Jarvis, call up Connor's social security account number."

The projected name is "Connor Julian Stark".

"Julian? Are you serious?" Connor held his chin, "The villain in Metropolis next door is called Alexander, and Julian sounds like his brother." (Lex's name is Alexander, which means Alexander; Julian is a variant of Julius, meaning for "Caesar's".)

Tony burst into earth-shattering laughter.

It was louder than the last time he saw Natasha beating Clinton.

Okay, it's his fault for comparing himself to a supervillain, but you can't make fun of me like that.

Connor, who couldn't get Tony's laugh at all, was furious.

Anyway, he raised his son like he raised Dummy.

"Okay, okay." Tony barely stopped smiling, and raised his chin at Connor, "Connor Quinn will definitely follow his father there. At worst, if you don't talk to him, why not?"

"Then can I delay enrollment? At least until the end of the summer vacation. Why do I have to go to school halfway through the school year? It's super embarrassing. What if I can't keep up with their progress?"

"Won't your conscience hurt when you say that?" Tony rolled his eyes at him, and added before Connor could speak, "If you dare tell the captain, I'll have Jarvis send you to school. 42 sets of armor Standing like an army to send you to school."

Connor: "..."

All right, your boss has the final say, the captain is right, you will spoil the children every day.

Fortunately I am not like you.

Thinking of this, Connor turned on the explosive music, then helped Tony tidy up the workbench while twisting, and sprayed his gold-red communicator black: "This is in line with my deep and low-key super heroic nature."

Tony: "..." All right, as long as you don't paint it in gay purple or primary colors, you can use any color.

A child with a stubborn mouth is the cutest.

Later in the day the captain finished his Christmas shopping and came in with a fir tree on his shoulders.After discovering that Connor, who was supposed to ask Tony to come out to rest, was also trapped in the lab at this time, and was still playing the BGM that he and Tony used to play in the lab, he couldn't help feeling that the surname Stark was really a big pit.

Even if you have Superman's DNA, once you take the surname Stark, you become Stark.

He is now worried that one day Superman will come over and ask him to have a child, and he will collapse when he finds out that the good Guangwei is turning into a little Tony Stark.

He really didn't want to face a pitiful Superman, even if he had four times the self-control, he couldn't resist a wronged Superman.

But what can Captain America do?Of course, put down the fir tree and decorations and go to the laboratory to catch people.

When he used his authority to open the door, he realized that this was no longer a laboratory, but a large discotheque. Jarvis even projected a colorful ball of light to create the effect of dancing in a discotheque.

And the father and son twisted and turned in a cleared space.Seeing him coming in, Connor even unrepentantly wanted to pull him along.

"Jarvis, stop."

Music and light balls fell in response.

"Comeon, mummy, don't spoil the fun!"

"Connor, I assume you remember your mission?"

Connor quickly carried Tony to the room, tucked him into the quilt and played a lullaby.

Tony: "..."

Well, now he has to consider whether mummy is too majestic.

Talent abounds in Gotham ([-])

Connor doesn't like Gotham.

Didn't like Gotham when he first came to his sense of self.

He was really too young. When he was so young that he didn't know what life should be like, he was indoctrinated with all kinds of knowledge from the world.

Not the kind of indoctrination of voluntary learning, but the kind of indoctrination akin to dumping all the water from the upper reaches of a waterfall into an empty pool.

When ordinary people learn knowledge, others will describe it as a sponge, saying that this person absorbs knowledge crazily like a sponge absorbs water.

But Tony used the blank hard drive to describe Connor.

He absorbs knowledge like downloading, even if you format it, there will be traces of downloading.

So Connor understands the world.

Before he opened his eyes to see the world, he knew it in advance.

So he doesn't like Gotham.

Not because Gotham's gloomy weather would cause him to be unable to absorb the yellow sun's radiation and make him drowsy and dislike, but because the city exudes xenophobia.

And he doesn't like a city that is xenophobic, especially when the "outside" refers to himself.

Gotham, from the mayor down to the civilians, from Batman to Arkham, doesn't like outsiders, let alone aliens.

Connor doesn't like Gotham.

A qualified superhero should not have prejudice against the city, even if it has a simple folk style and a lot of talents.

But children have the right not to like it.

In comparison, Connor likes the metropolis across the strait from Gotham, sunny, prosperous, and tolerant; or New York, where everyone is accustomed to superheroes, and even come together to take pictures and post tweets; Winchester is not bad either.

So Connor, who originally thought he could act coquettishly and hide away, pulled his face and watched the designer next to him busy making styles for himself: "Comeon! Dad, don't you think my outfit is already very popular?"

"No."

"Please Dad, I don't want to replace it."

"No."

"Dad, is the jacket bad?"

"No! I will never let you choose a jacket for your first appearance. Do you think you are the curly hair who fell out with your CFO and left you alone, and you can wear slippers and a sweater to the banquet?"

Fine.

Connor thought about the curly hoodie and slippers that had fallen out with the CFO and left him unattended, and suddenly panicked.

How should I put it, that curly-haired horse is actually shivering from the cold.

It can be seen that people cannot commit suicide.

Therefore, in order not to let himself fall into this situation, Connor decisively opened his arms to signal the designer to measure the size - no matter what, he will be the most beautiful kid in Gotham anyway!

It's OK to find yourself a CFO in Gotham.

CEO is even better.

Wouldn't it be exciting to be a hands-off shopkeeper like Tony?

I completely forgot that I didn't have to think about supporting my family until I was one year old.

The captain who came in with a hamburger looked at the busy designers and shook the paper bag in his hand.

Supervision tells Connor that it's a hamburger.

"I want it! Give me one." His eyes light up—almost forgetting it's Junk Food Day.

"No, Connor, you need to control your diet." The designer patted Connor on the shoulder - a child at this age would show his stomach if he ate a little.In fact, it was very cute, but Mr. Stark asked his son's clothes to be slim fit.

If the belly is highlighted, it will be out of shape.

"Impossible, it's impossible to control your diet, it's impossible in this life." Connor reached out to reach for the burger.

The captain took a step back and showed a dark smile: "Well, of course you can eat it, but Tony can't. So... only I can eat it today."

"Ha!" Tony made a sound from behind, and beckoned to the designer standing next to him, "Hold him! He designed skinny styles for him! He has to go on weekends too!!!"

So another captain was added to the queue in the cloakroom.

When he was held down by the designer, he was still confused: "What's the situation? Didn't you two go there?"

"Just received the news." Tony shook the phone in his hand, "I can't go in with Connor in armor—No, Connor, don't even think about it—although I'm looking forward to wearing armor with you too Going to Gotham side by side, but Gotham's old Bats are annoying. Don't get yourself into trouble if the Christmas villains don't mess with us. This is your first Christmas with the Starks."

Tony paused: "Lex Luthor is going, you know what I mean?"

Understand.

Of course I do.

For a moment, Captain America was possessed by Steve, with a serious face: "I will bring