Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Whoa boy, tell me did you like that girl?"

Holding a hamburger and a milkshake in her hand, Miss Stark stared at the boy in front of her with bright eyes.

Written on the face, it is full of "gossip" desire bursting.

Using the excuse of not having eaten all day, Ezekiel was dragged by Miss Stark to a family-run burger restaurant.

At the intersection of a street not far from the Stark Industrial Building, I chose to continue chatting here.

The entire second floor of the restaurant was directly occupied by Miss Stark, so she was not worried about being heard by others.

"I don't think it's like, at best it can be explained by some genetic factor in telomerase."

"After all, even eating can't stop your mouth, my sister."

Ezekiel looked at the children's paradise meal that belonged to him with a black line on his face, which was opposite to him at this time.

It's being wiped out bit by bit by Miss Stark - he was initially against the Kiddie Land meal she ordered for him.

"Of course, you can continue talking, and I didn't stop you."

"In fact, there is nothing to talk about after that."

Regarding someone's interruption, the boy's heart has already been worn out and he lost his temper.

He casually picked up the glass of Coke that was set aside, followed his habit, took a big sip, and then spoke.

"So, would you like to hear my opinion of your action, boy?"

Miss Stark held a frozen banana milkshake in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and Ezekiel felt a little hairy when she saw it.

"I'd probably give you an A- on an S to F scale."

Before the boy could speak, she said her answer directly.

"As for your evaluation of this operation, I can only say that it is quite satisfactory, and there are still some problems."

"The main problem is that you are too impatient, boy."

Miss Stark's words were very pertinent, pointing out the shortcomings of Ezekiel's actions.

"First of all, it's really nice that you have an eye for discovery."

"However, most of your choices are based on speculation rather than reality, and such behavior should not be done."

Stealing information through espionage is smart, but not the best option.

Putting yourself at risk is an unwise and extremely dangerous choice.

If there is no other choice, such behavior is not respected.

In the monitoring process, although Ezekiel's thoughts were comprehensive, he ignored one of the most important pieces of information.

That is, he never doubted the authenticity of Cindy herself——

Why didn't he suspect that the girl was not for him to see, what if the other party was a dangerous person.

Not only did Ezekiel fail to fully assess her depths, but he hastily brought the girl back to the base of operations.

"In an emergency, I think...."

"Do you think the equipment in the base is more comprehensive and more suitable for first aid for the injured?"

Ezekiel tried to argue, but he was interrupted by Miss Stark before he could finish speaking.

"I have equipped each of you with first aid equipment for emergencies."

"If you don't use them, then I prepare them for what to do."

Miss Stark's words deeply pricked Ezekiel's heart——

This boy did have his own selfishness about Cindy, and he didn't want to continue playing hide-and-seek.

And when his selfishness was pointed out from the side, even he felt that his face was a bit unstoppable.

The emergency equipment mentioned in Miss Stark's words is a kind of black technology from another world.

It can't be regarded as a black technology, but a special emergency treatment method for penetrating injuries made with a little inspiration.

In fact, almost all of the methods used are nanotechnology methods, and the technical support is naturally Dr. Helen's technology.

First, seal off the entire wound with a high-energy high-pressure bandage that can independently control the air pressure and continuously input or output oxygen.

After that, the patients are given micro-nano-scale robots with anesthesia effect to repair the injured area.

Although repairing the affected area is a large and rather slow project, the results are good.

In fact, Miss Stark has prepared such emergency medical equipment for everyone under her command.

She didn't even sell these black technologies because she wanted to protect them.

"If your brain is sharp enough, you can tell Jarvis to activate the subspace folding device for you and send the equipment to your side."

"But you not only didn't think about it, but you went to trouble Banner—"

"No, I'm not blaming you for choosing to trouble others, after all, he's just one of us working for us."

"But as a think tank, you should learn to use every ounce of resources you have, my dear."

Miss Stark's words of reproach were full of concern and anger for him.

But Ezekiel could hear how high her righteous sister had expected of her.

"Sorry, I won't be so impulsive next time."

Until Ezekiel struggled for a long time, he said the words of apology in an apologetic tone.

A smile appeared on Miss Stark's face again.

"I accept your apology, and you should accept your own."

She smiled, reached out with a spoon and gently dug a small piece of vanilla ice cream in front of her and put it in her mouth.

On this hot summer day, the biting cold feeling made her feel a thrill like electric shock.

"So, do you have any thoughts on your little girlfriend's training regimen?"

Looking at her brother in principle, Miss Stark asked jokingly.

"First of all, she's not my girlfriend and I'm only 15 years old."

"However, I personally think that maybe I need to instill the correct concepts in her first, and at the same time give her physical training."

"When she is really ready to become a hero, she will start training on her special abilities."

Dr. Ezekiel, who was sitting opposite Miss Stark, said pretendingly.

"Wow, that's up to you, future superhero mentor, great scientist Dr. Ezekiel."

"However, it just so happens that I have something else I want to talk to you about."

Miss Stark's undisguised teasing caused the boy's face to blush a little.

But he was soon attracted by another thing in her words.

"There is something, what is it?"

Miss Stark didn't answer his question directly, but only from her own side.

Where he couldn't see, he reached out and took out a khaki kraft paper file bag.

But Ezekiel can only see the words written on the document, in black and bold fonts——

【Jehad——Come Form The Avengers】

PS:

Very good, finally lead to the center of the story