Marvel turns into Iron Man

Miss Stark stayed up late for a long time. She rarely stayed up late, but today she suffered from insomnia for no reason.

One of the conveniences brought about by the special physique modified and strengthened by the Extremis virus is that it slows down the energy needed for the body's metabolism. In fact, an existence like her basically does not need to rest every night. She can Have enough energy to use the sleeping time to do other things.

Although no one asked her to go to bed at night, she still chose to maintain a good work and rest habit, because in her bones, Miss Stark believed that she was still a human being, and the mental fatigue could not be eliminated by a special physique.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, a phone call woke up Matt Murdoch from the bed, who was about to go to bed. Although another person on the bed had some objections to this, Ms. Karen did not stop him from the company matters. right.

In the past day, when Karen knew that Matt had regained his light, the two had a wonderful day, dating, flirting, and going home to sleep, and now, Matt was called back to the company by his boss .

It is now dawn, and although the sun still hasn’t risen, the city has woken up. Half an hour later, Matt rushed back to the disaster management and control company. The first thing he did after returning to the company was to directly enter the CEO's office.

Looking at the busy Miss Stark behind the desk, Matt had a blank expression on his face.

In his cognition, his female boss is basically doing nothing, and even the company's daily business activities have begun to lean towards him, and she has expressed a tendency to cultivate him, the head of the legal department, but he does I've never seen her so focused on her work.

Most of the time, when Lawyer Ma saw her, she looked bored, either thinking about what to do, or messing with her pile of adult toys—I mean, Those metal, oversized, "toys" for rich grown-ups.

Ms. Stark really rarely works so hard. Both of her companies have assigned special personnel to take charge. If they can't manage the company on her behalf, then they will be useless. Isn't that what professional managers are like?

And Miss Stark herself is not busy most of the time, but when she is busy, she is usually busy with some more important things.

A few minutes later, when she finished the work at hand, she naturally noticed Lawyer Ma sitting slumped on the sofa in the office from the corner of the eye. At this moment, Lawyer Ma was moaning and sighing, which really made Miss Stark feel a little interesting. She got up slowly and came to Matt Murdoch's side.

"Hey Matt, how are you, what's going on, Jarvis, scan his body features for me."

"It's all right, boss, I'm all right..."

Matt Murdoch waved his hand lightly, rejecting Miss Stark's proposal.

He does feel a little uncomfortable, but not physically uncomfortable, but psychologically uncomfortable... Well, maybe the psychologically uncomfortable is indeed reflected physically. He feels a little chest tightness and shortness of breath, and even has a Inexplicably flustered, but more of a psychological problem, he felt that he had hit an obstacle.

Night Demon——was originally a blind warrior who hid in the darkness and used the night as his armor. In that blood-red dim world, he lived like a fish in water, and at the same time made him feel how precious the light is. Matt is very grateful. Cherish the light he got, even though it came cheaply.

Extremis repaired his chemical-burned eyes, gave him light for a day, and made him aware of many problems.

The Justice League has mastered too many advanced technologies, and at the same time, under the loose leadership of Miss Stark, it lacks a clear management system, which can easily lead to unnecessary troubles, crises, and even threats from the secular government and human society. Hostility, this is a very serious problem.

"Boss, I think we need to talk about the future development plan of the Justice League."

While Ms. Stark was negotiating with Lawyer Ma on the future development path of the Justice League, a superhero fraternity, in the center of New York, Manhattan, in a military laboratory of an enterprise affiliated to the Hammer Industries Group, Justin Han Mo is also negotiating with Ivan Vanke...or, begging.

"I think...the opinion given by the military is manned exoskeleton, not remote-controlled drone, Mr. Vanke, you do this..."

Justin Hammer returned to the factory on a whim and wanted to inspect it, but he was surprised to find that the heads of the steel suits he had worked so hard to build had all been pulled out and replaced with cuboid remote control devices. The thickest part of the armor layer is also the space originally intended to accommodate the human body.

If the original design idea was a remote-controlled drone, in fact Ivan Vanke’s design is quite eye-catching, but the problem is that it is what the U.S. military hopes, and it can compete with Stark Industries’ steel The competing products against the battle suits, remote control drones are not what they want.

What the U.S. military needs is a steel suit, Justin Hammer needs an arms order from the Ministry of Defense, and Ivan Vanke is only thinking about defeating that woman. This is the current contradiction encountered by the three parties, and such a problem, How to reconcile it?

Justin Hammer felt a bit of a headache. He already had the technology to manufacture steel suits, and at the same time had technical experts who could help him solve the energy problem of the steel suit. His Hammer Industries Group alone should be affordable.

However, when he saw that Ivan Vanke was still installing remote control equipment on his own, and ignored him as an investor, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of resentment in his heart. After all, he is also an ordinary person with a temper.

"Ivan, explain to me, what are you going to do?!"

"Remote control is better—sometimes, humans make mistakes, but machines don't."

Ivan Vanke didn't care about the investor's anger, he just replied slowly with an understatement, and his attitude made Justin Hammer feel even more angry, but Justin Hammer was a little helpless.

After all, Ivan Vanke is a technical expert he borrowed from the U.S. military. Although he provided the research funding and also took out the steel suit of the Hammer Industries Group, he said nothing and did nothing. It was the Ministry of National Defense that made the decision, but he was not qualified.

"I'm going to report this to the Ministry of Defense—"

Putting down a word bitterly, Justin Hammer left the laboratory with his bodyguards, and decided to report to the people above.

In the laboratory, Ivan Vanke looked at the direction of Justin Hammer's departure, and couldn't help showing a sneering smile on his face, teasing his own bird, but his eyes were on the tall and straight steel armor in front of him.

He has already obtained enough powerful weapons from the US military, and he wants to avenge their family's hatred with his own hands.