[Comprehensive] Science and Magic

!Please let us take a picture! ’ shouted the reporter from the sidelines to them.

Stan doesn't answer Tony's question.He just put his arms around Tony's shoulders and said with a smile, "Let's take a picture. Come on, it's time to take a picture!" He patted Tony on the shoulder, led Tony down the steps, and stood facing the reporters.Then, in front of the flashing camera, he whispered in Tony's ear (and Laura had to cast a eavesdropping spell quietly): "Tony, who do you think kicked you out?—I signed the injunction .This is the only way I can think of to protect you."

Chapter 11

"Tony?" Laura followed Tony with her skirt up, "Tony, where are you going?"

"Go home," Tony said deadpan.

On the way back Tony drove the sports car really fast.There was silence in the car, only the roar of the car engine was heard.Laura observed Tony's expression from time to time, and found that his face was always stiff and his mouth was tightly pursed.

And earlier in the day, he was just as energetic and radiant.He had just successfully built himself a flying Mark II, even if he fell from the roof all the way to the basement, his bright smile would not be damaged in the slightest.

They returned to the villa in Malibu in silence all the way.

The villa was still the same as it was before they left, the piano in the living room that was broken in two and the big hole leading to the garage were not cared about.Tony never wanted to talk.Before he could bury himself in the studio again, Laura called him back.

"You know... if you want someone to talk to, just talk to... I'm right here."

He stopped at the stairs.

Laura didn't really feel confident at all.Every night before being called by Tony, Laura felt that he had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to talk to someone.But in the end, he just teased Laura, watched her turn pale, and drove her away from Malibu.

Colonel Roddy was obviously his friend, but Laura hadn't seen him in Malibu since the Afghanistan incident.Since Laura had taken over as a living assistant, Miss Bertz had seldom been here.

It is estimated that no one will believe it. There is no one beside Tony Stark, a billionaire, genius scientist, and playboy, except for a life assistant whose identity is questionable.

"Tony?" Laura called him again tentatively.

Tony turned around.He held his head up, put on a disdainful expression and said, "There's nothing wrong. You can get off work." Then he went downstairs in three steps at a time.

Again.always like this.

Laura let out a long sigh.She had an inexplicable feeling that this time was different from every time before.Although she only heard the general idea, she also understood that Tony not only has no friends now, but was also betrayed by his father's friends and kicked out of her company.If you want to think about it from a utilitarian point of view, this is probably what Nick Fury said is an excellent opportunity to gain the trust of Tony Stark.

Half an hour later, Laura opened the door of the studio with creme brulee.

Tony's right hand was wearing Mark II's glove, and he was sitting on the sofa in a daze.On the TV in front of him, a piece of news was playing repeatedly.

"...the fifteen-mile area outside Gmila can only be described as hell on earth. The peasants and herdsmen in the village were forced to leave their homes. They were displaced and had to live in the ruins of other villages, or in this former Soviet Union. The leftover oil refinery took refuge." On the TV news, the female reporter was saying bitterly: "The culprit of the recent riots is a foreign warlord force, and the locals call it the 'Ten Rings Gang'. As we can see now They arrived, these people were fully armed and had a clear goal, and anyone who dared to block the way would end up dead. Without political intervention and international pressure, the hope of these refugees surviving is very slim. …”

Laura put the pudding into Tony's hands and sat down beside him.

Tony manipulated the spoon with the robotic arm and pounded the pudding.He didn't ask Laura why she was still here and didn't go back, and Laura didn't say anything, just sat there quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Tony finally spoke."While in Afghanistan, I met a new friend. His name was Hou Ethan, a very strange name," he said.

He put the mashed pudding to his mouth and was silent for another moment.Laura waited patiently.

"Probably not the first time I met him. Maybe, he said he knew me already. It must have been 1999 in Bern, Switzerland... New Year's Eve... I can't remember. I always got myself drunk .It's not unusual. Even when I'm not drunk I can't always see people. I'm too bright myself."

Laura couldn't help coughing, but she managed to turn it into a whimper.That's how Tony got his attention.

"Why, do you have any objections?"

"No. Boss, you are as dazzling as the stars in the sky." Laura said quickly, "Please continue."

Tony looked satisfied.He swept away the rest of the pudding and continued: "Let me see...he saved my life. Of course, I still have to give credit to my own ingenuity for this thing on my chest. Anyway, he made me Realizing that Stark should be able to do more than just be a weapons maker..."

He spoke as if lost in memory.

"It's very ironic that Ethan's family died in the shells made by Stark Industries. And he himself," Tony laughed self-deprecatingly, "he bought me time...again and saved my life .again.With his own life."

Laura glanced furtively into his face, but he turned away at once.

"Gmila. Ethan's hometown." Tony looked at the refugees on the TV news, "I can't let this happen again. Stark Industries' weapons should not be aimed at civilians."

"Did Stan sell the weapons to the terrorists?"

Tony snorted coldly. "He also kicked me off the board. It's Stark Industries, not Stein Industries. My old father had a terrible eye for people."

The news reporter on the TV is still talking: "... these refugees have little hope of surviving, and they can only imagine that someone will come to save them..."

Tony looked down at his right hand.He stood up suddenly, stretched out his right hand to the glass door of the studio.

With a bang, the energy wave from the palm of his right hand shattered a piece of glass.Startled, Laura jumped up from the sofa and called, "What are you doing?"

"You know what? You said I'm as bright as the stars in the sky. That's not right. I should be as bright as the sun in the sky." A smile appeared on the corner of Tony's mouth, and he asked, "Jarvis? How many weapons do we have in stock?" ?”

Jarvis responded immediately: "Sir, there are many more. When you developed the Jericho missile five months ago, you left a lot of materials."

"Very good." Tony said as he walked to his work table, "It's time to start, Jarvis." He looked back at Laura and said, "You can go back, or you can go upstairs. Pick a room. I'm busy now."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to have the Mark II fully armed."

"Wait... If Stan is really dumping/selling/arms/ammunition to terrorists, shouldn't we call the police?"

"My dear Laura, you are more naive than I am, which leads me to believe that you are really not suitable for government work. Leaving aside the evidence-how long do you think it will take Parliament to discuss whether to punish Gamila? Send troops? Wait for the results of their discussion, those people," Tony pointed at the refugees on the TV, "those people, they can't afford to wait."

"Besides, I still have a debt to settle with him." He pointed to a bald head that was in close-up on the TV screen.

Laura left enough food for Tony to leave Malibu.It is absolutely impossible to ask him to go to bed tonight, Laura can only try to leave him a better environment for staying up late.She predicted that Tony would personally wear the fully armed Mark II and go to Gemila in these two days, but she didn't expect Tony to move so fast.

When Laura came to Malibu the next day, the villa was empty.

Of course, many marks were left in the villa—the glass wall of the door of the underground studio was all broken, and a big hole was also broken in the cement wall. Tony seemed to regard the studio as a weapons testing ground.With the piano ruins left by the original flight test, the Malibu villa is really horrible.

Maybe Laura should be thankful that Tony at least didn't blow the Malibu villa straight to the sky.

She immediately called Coulson to report the situation.Then, choosing to hide her magic, she can only make lunch and wait for Tony to come back in Malibu.

Fortunately, the spell Laura left on Tony has never been triggered.It was a spell she cast once while Tony was asleep, to keep him safe when she wasn't around.

Laura waited until the afternoon before seeing Tony in the Mark II armor in the studio.

"Tony?"

"Hi, good morning, Laura."

"It's already afternoon."

"Huh? The scenery outside is so beautiful, I didn't pay much attention to the time." Tony said as he stretched his limbs to let the mechanical hand help him take off the armor, but he encountered a little trouble.

"I remember I designed it to be detachable—"

Jarvis said, "It's designed to be tight, sir. The more you struggle, the more it hurts."

"Take it easy." Tony struggled, looking at Laura and said suggestively, "This is my first time."

Laura fought back the inner roll of her eyes.She saw that the Mark II, which was newly painted last night, had peeled off paint, and the surface was full of scratches and bullet holes.

"Please don't move, first