Marvel turns into Iron Man

The landmark building of Stark Industries Group is the tallest skyscraper in New York, and only a few people can stand on the top of New York and look out.

Without anyone noticing, a piece of rectangular tempered glass on the top floor slowly fell down with the sound of a motor.

On the back of the fallen glass, a golden and red metal box with an icy-cold appearance slowly lit up the thrusters behind it.

"Command initiated, item number: 17-A Release procedure initiated, launch procedure enters countdown—"

Behind the metal box, the propeller lit up with a bright blue flame, which was the propulsion tail flame emitted by the miniature ion thruster.

The unknown alloy metal box was sent into the sky of New York, and flew towards the east along the track Jarvis had planned.

Midtown Manhattan is located in the center of New York City, not far from Riker Island where Riker Island Prison is located.

This isolated island prison is located at the port on the Hudson River, so it arrived at its destination very quickly.

In the virtual world invisible to everyone, a parabola appeared between the metal box and Spider-Man.

"The path is locked, 17-A is ready to launch—"

However, at this time Peter Parker didn't know what was attacking behind him.

His spider sense is not mature, what's more, the metal box in the sky is still far away from him.

Facing the difficult enemy in front of him, he still propped up his body and stood up tremblingly.

The metal box disintegrated slowly in mid-air, and what was exposed inside was a twisted object that was hard to describe in words.

The twisted and wriggling silver-gray substance slowly opened a human-shaped depression, and with the inertia, it completely buckled behind Peter Parker.

Those liquid nano value-added metals that looked like non-Newtonian fluids quickly clung to Peter Parker's body.

And it continued to spread out in all directions, until these metals wrapped his whole body inside.

For Peter, it was a completely different feeling from the light and close-fitting battle suit he was wearing.

Although, these substances, like his spandex battle suit, were wrapped around his body.

But these distorted substances possessed an indescribable, extremely contradictory lightness and heaviness.

On the surface of the skin, those liquid nano-metals slowly wrapped every part of his body, and were slowly shaping up.

Different from the lightness and breathability of spandex suits, these metals have a different sense of attachment.

Although it was equally light, it also felt very solid, clinging to his body like scales.

Soon, the group of liquid nano metal wriggling on Peter's body completely fixed its form in a moment.

It was a metal battle suit with a vermilion metallic color as the main body, with blue-black and black-gold stripes on the edges.

On the metal battle suit, black stripes outlined the appearance of a spider web, and the blade-like eyes carried a murderous look.

"The system administrator, Karen, has connected and detected that the host's life response is low, and is about to inject adrenaline."

As soon as the voice rang in his ears, two black holes opened between the shoulder blades on both sides of Peter's back.

Iron suits were made to protect them, naturally fitted with syringe equipment for medical use.

"Considering the physical fitness of the host, after system calculation, two [-]ml epinephrine injections are allowed."

Most ordinary people can only withstand one milliliter of adrenaline, but people like Peter Parker are far from ordinary people.

Disinfection and injection pressurization ended almost at the same time, and the drug injection in the ampoule was sent into the muscle crevice.

It is very dangerous to use needles in the armor, so special ampules and pressurized injections are used.

The adrenaline took effect very quickly, hardly more than a few seconds, and Peter immediately woke up from the trance.

For an ordinary person who is dying, it takes at least a minute for adrenaline to take effect.

But the holders of this group of special genes, the superheroes of the physical strengthening system, are far more powerful than ordinary people.

The doses used by ordinary people have little effect on them, and the drug also works faster.

The adrenaline injected into Peter Parker's body came from the bioengineering laboratory of the Osborne Pharmaceutical Group.

In order to ensure that drugs such as adrenaline can achieve the desired effect on this group of cattle that are more cattle than cattle.

Dr. Conners, who had developed the lizard serum drug, was almost exhausted by the workload of drug research and development experiments and died suddenly on the spot.

And this directly contributed to the power of this special adrenaline, not only allowing them to use it, but also taking effect faster.

Peter, who woke up from a trance, was panting rapidly. Fortunately, even though he was covered in a steel shell, he had no problem breathing.

"Your life characteristics have stabilized, and the battle suit has turned on the auxiliary combat mode——"

"Who are you, who is talking?!"

That somewhat cold woman's voice sounded in Peter's ears, but it shocked him a lot.

He recognized it as the woman's voice he had heard in his dying trance, but he didn't notice the current situation.

"I am the Iron Suit Auxiliary System No. 17-A written by Miss Stark, Karen."

"Also, Mr. Peter Parker, please don't be distracted from your own combat—"

It was only then that Peter noticed that the rhinoceros was striding towards him directly opposite him.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his body take the initiative to take a step to the side before he could react.

No, it wasn't me moving, it was the steel suit on my body that was leading me to dodge to the side.

Alexei the rhinoceros rushed all the way, but the thick black armor on his body made it impossible for him to change direction.

At the same time, on Theodore Roosevelt Island in Washington, the capital of the United States, the Tricurved Wing Building, the headquarters of SHIELD.

Almost everyone didn't know what was going on, and no one cared about a prison riot in New York.

For S.H.I.E.L.D., this was just a prison riot, not a big problem.

Basically, only the National Guard needs to be dispatched, which is enough to suppress the riot in the prison.

The most important thing is that S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't know that this time, it's not just a prison riot.

It was already evening, but Miss Stark stayed in the headquarters building of S.H.I.E.L.D.

At this moment, she is sitting in a booth in a coffee shop in the rest area on the ground floor of the building for the staff.

But her gaze didn't mean to move away from her tablet at all, she was staring at the screen of the tablet.

The surveillance probes from satellites and the few remaining surveillance cameras in the Riker Island prison area showed her what happened on Riker Island.

Looking at the life value fed back in real time on the tablet, she nodded slightly, and then slowly stood up from the sofa.

"Excuse me, sir—is the electronic screen over there connected to the bureau's network?"

Miss Stark looked at the barista on the bar not far from her, and asked with a blank expression.

The barista who was called was obviously taken aback, as if he didn't expect that the lady would suddenly get up and ask a question.

Just wait until he looks in the direction of her finger.

What he saw was the large curved screen on the wall that surrounded half of the building.

The rest area specially prepared for S.H.I.E.L.D. staff naturally has screen devices for use.

Large and small screens, some show casual movies or cartoons, while others write some news.

Of course, the most important thing is the communication screen for the reference of agents and staff, with various messages written on it.

What Miss Stark was referring to did not belong to any of these screens.

What she took a fancy to was the curved long display screen on the wall showing the time around the world.

The barista immediately had a slightly puzzled look on his face, but he still nodded unconsciously.

"fine thanks--"

Looking at the other party's affirmative gaze, Miss Stark finally had a kind smile on her face.

But the smile disappeared the next moment. She turned around and walked slowly to the glass handrail on the second floor platform.

Miss Stark opened a special application on her phone and directly invaded the screen in front of her.

Just opposite her, the original world time on the huge and narrow screen disappeared.

Instead, it was the real-time feedback captured by the video mask of the steel spider suit.

And what appeared on the screen were the enemies standing in front of Peter Parker.

The rhinoceros man wearing a giant black armor was rampaging on the not-so-capable platform.

Above the sky, the Electro-Optic Man with golden lightning flashing on his body released violent lightning from time to time.

Spider-Man has to watch out for the blast of energy from Terror, and the menacing barb of the Scorpion's stinger.

On the curved screen, only the extremely chaotic scene and the spider silk thrown from Peter's wrist can be seen.

Seeing this scene, the rest area and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and staff who walked downstairs couldn't help being attracted and stopped to watch.

It's a pity that at this time Peter Parker didn't know that a group of people were paying attention to him through his own eyes.

He was facing an extremely difficult battle, and he couldn't be distracted to take care of other things.

"Peter, I think we need to talk sometime—"

Miss Stark's right index finger lightly pressed on the bluetooth earphone in the right ear, and it sounded in Peter's ear.

"Oh, Miss Stark?! I...I'm still busy, I'll call you later!"

The expression on Peter's face instantly became surprised, but the cold steel mask concealed everything.

He jumped in mid-air to avoid the impact of shock wave energy from horror.

And with his own fist, he punched the rhinoceros' fist hard at him.

Compared with the huge fist of the rhino armor, his fist is as thin as a toothpick.

It was this fist, which looked like a toothpick, that made Alexei the Rhino's fist completely stagnant.

At this moment, Peter was amazed at the powerful power brought to him by the power-enhancing mode of the steel spider suit on his body.

In the lobby on the ground floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, more and more people were standing on the corridor and watching the screen.

"Good job, this fist is really hard enough—"

"His backflip just now was wonderful, but the timing was a little bit slow."

In addition to the civilian staff of S.H.I.E.L.D., there were also many field agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

For things like combat, these SHIELD field agents have quite a lot of experience.

Guys seem to love this sort of thing, and it's rare to see a superhero fight in front of you.

Especially, judging by the on-screen feedback, giving them a sense of bringing themselves into superhero status.

"Have you heard, there are a group of masters here who want to replace you."

As she said that, Miss Stark had an inexplicably wicked smile on her face.

She turned on the microphone on the mobile device, and the radio equipment of the microphone allowed the voice in the hall to reach Peter's ears.

"Gentlemen, there's a poor little fellow here who desperately needs live instruction—"

Miss Stark's voice caused the agents downstairs to stop immediately and looked upstairs.

At the intersection of these agents, she waved her mobile phone at them with a smile on her face.

"He can hear you."

Soon, Peter, who was still in the battle, heard extremely noisy voices coming from his ears.

"The best defense is to take the initiative to attack, go up!"

"No, dodge, dodge quickly—"

"Turn sideways, counterattack, don't punch him straight, kick him!"

The wave of sound seemed to engulf him in an instant, making Peter a little unresponsive.

The on-site teaching of fighting skills by the agents is completely different from each other.

Soon, Peter was dazzled by these enthusiastic teachers of secret agents.

If it weren't for the steel suit on him to be strong enough, he would have been beaten to the ground long ago.

In desperation, Miss Stark had no choice but to turn off the microphone for radio.

"Everyone, please be quiet—Jarvis, connect to Karen's core control system for me."

Soon, Jarvis established a connection with the Iron Spider suit for her, and she also opened an app written by herself on the phone.

The application starts, and a mobile game touch joystick appears on the left half of the phone, and several circular touch buttons appear on the right half.

"Karen, activate remote intervention mode and throw the useless things out—"

Miss Stark's words were not only spoken to Karen, but also heard by Peter Parker.

Before Peter could speak, he was directly ejected from the inside by the steel suit, with a dazed look on his face.

"Stand a little farther away, and let you see how this dress actually fights."

What was abandoned was the ballast inside the Iron Spider suit, that is, Spider-Man himself.

After Peter was ejected, several sharp claws protruded from the back of the steel spider's suit.

To be exact, it was made by imitating a spider's arm, with golden arthropod metal spider legs.

Cooperating with the mobile game control panel that appeared on Miss Stark's mobile phone, the spider suit completely became her toy.

"Okay, you guys, how about we have a not-so-fair fighting game?"

PS:

By the way, what is the name of the box on the arm of Toei Spider-Man, I remember his suit flew out of it

Get a steel spider suit in a box, it seems to have a Neta taste, spider sports car, spider radish, spider sword!