infinite loop

A cold and sharp luster that only belongs to hard iron cuts through the morning wind, pierces through the thin layer of mist suspended in the sky, and the color of the paint surface is golden and red, reflecting it into dazzling spots of light that flash past quickly.

Several degrees faster than the speed of light produces a bucket-shaped shock wave, making the smooth-lined fuselage appear foggy and unreal.

"Sir, I guess you may be taking a pleasant morning walk, please be sure to pay attention to heat preservation to avoid catching a cold."

Jarvis said so in the helmet of the armor.

Su Li popped up to occupy the left channel of the built-in speaker of the helmet, and her helpless tone failed to show in her voice:

"Obviously, it's not what you think, Jarvis..."

"Please don't make any noise in my head."

The steel suit suddenly lowered the flying altitude again, and the unexpected altitude difference made Tony feel his fragile heart tighten, and he quickly raised his voice, "Stop! Maria, do you hear what I'm saying? Stop now!" Down--"

She tried her best to slow down the gliding speed, and Su Li also wanted to control the armor to make it stop moving forward, but the patterned trap of the Maria system was too strong, and the instructions given by Obi Stan were strict and tight, and there was no way for her to resist. possible.

"I'm trying now……"

She quickly browsed through the various data that filled her brain, trying to find a special solution for this kind of emergency, "...Maybe you can try to enter the forced braking code that Mr. Howard Stark set for me, so that I That will end the process automatically, sir."

Tony couldn't believe his ears.

He paused—after a few seconds of silent thinking: "...you mean my dad's built-in password?—Damn it, how could I remember that old antique?! You know, I can't even remember what I was wearing today." What pattern is her panties!"

Jarvis immediately interfaced: "You are wearing Superman briefs, red, 100% cotton. You bought them in bulk in Alaska for $30 each, sir."

"...Forgive me, have you used all your memory to record such boring things..."

Tony's eyes were straightened, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch his brow bone, but because Mark II's movements were no longer controlled by his own brain waves, he had to let the brows on both sides twitch nervously, thinking about the moment to get out. The method, and asked suddenly, "Can you try to invade Maria and directly manipulate the armor, Jarvis?"

The smart butler who was named by him replied neither humble nor overbearing:

"I'm already trying - although it's rude to blatantly assault a lady."

After a few seconds, Jarvis continued to speak from the right channel, "Maria covered all the control systems of Mark II and opened a comprehensive firewall. I am not strong enough to successfully hack and replace, sir."

Tony Stark felt exhausted physically and mentally for a moment: "..."

"We are about to arrive at the Stark Industries Group Building, Mr. Stark."

On the voyage map that appeared in front of me, the bright green light spot symbolizing the movement trajectory of the Mark II machine flickered, and was about to coincide with the positive red light spot representing the location of the Ark reactor. Su Li immediately reminded.

Whether it's her in the Maria system at the moment, or Tony Stark, who is imprisoned in the armor, will meet Obi Stan in the most extreme situation-this vain attempt to put Stark under his name The various enterprises in the country are devouring all the ambitious people.

However, she couldn't open her mouth to reveal any key information, not even a single word.

This is the constraint imposed by the blind allegiance of computer systems.

Almost touching the ground and starting to slow down while gliding, the Iron Battlesuit accurately stopped in front of the explosion-proof door with a thickness of more than ten inches, and the mechanical arm was lowered to stand still in the most conventional posture, standing upright.

At the same time, the information delivery program reached the trigger condition, and the Maria system sent a message to Obi Stein that it had reached its destination.

The long silence will inevitably make people drowsy, so it is not difficult to understand why Tony Stark's tone is mixed with a bit of listlessness and sleepiness, "Oh Maria, you'd better explain why I want to Standing here for half a minute without moving an inch—that's like a fool..."

Are you complaining to yourself... Su Li failed to reply to him - the sound of the air valve brake faintly leaking from the inside of the door interrupted her.

"Look what God has brought me."

The man in a suit and leather shoes was walking towards him. He was tall and tough, with a pair of unsmiling but piercing eyes hidden in the chapped skin. He narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the refined steel fuselage of Mark II standing upright in front of the door. Get up, "This is wonderful, excellent—"

……

"Your pupils are physiologically dilated. There are signs of increased blood pressure and increased heart rate, sir."

Regular testing of Tony's physical condition was maintained at all times, and Jarvis immediately noticed this extremely unnatural change, "Based on the law of previous data records, this time you should see more than just a D-cup."

"...I must initialize your system settings when I go back, Jarvis... Now, call up all Obi's personal information and send it to me, immediately."

Tony Stark stared at the hideous face that appeared in the virtual field of view of the helmet, moved his lips in a rare and serious way, and said in a low voice and fast.

Jarvis: "Yes, sir.  …Mr. Obi Stein's folder could not be transferred due to Maria's firewall. Would you like to try again?"

"..." I was about to shake my head but stopped myself immediately, Tony froze silently in the battle armor, his finger bones under the iron shell trembled slightly.

He heard Xu Xu's monologue next.

"Stark's family property was almost squandered by that bastard playboy, but fortunately he is not useless... And most fortunately, God guided me to find you, Maria."

A look of greed flashed across his eyes, and Obi Stan took two steps forward, raised his arms high in admiration, and worshiped every cold and hard line of the battle armor with his rough and cracked palms.

"... come, child. In my hands, you will be a miracle."

He whispered softly, in a seductive tone, with a hint of bewitching.

He didn't turn around, but slowly, slowly stepped back into the heavy blast door, looking straight at him, clearly expressing that he urgently needs the follow-up of the armor.

Once you walk through this door, don't even think about getting out easily.

She couldn't take Tony in—it would be sending him to be slaughtered.

Su Li felt the heavy pressure invisible.

She could have not thought about it so much.This is not her home, Tony Stark himself is not related to her, even if he is sent to the hands of Obi Stan who is obviously plotting evil, it will have no effect on her-but there are always some small things in her heart. The surviving sense of justice is at work, allowing her to help Kyle defend the president in the previous time and space, send Raleigh to detonate the nuclear bomb alone in the last world, and now she is doing some stupid things that have nothing to do with her.

"I have up to 30 seconds to send you where he can't see me, Mr. Stark, before he gives the order."

After quickly calculating the time required for Obi Stan to return to the computer motherboard and then remotely control Maria, Su Li reported the conclusion, "Please choose a nearby drop-off location."

Tony Stark keenly judged the current situation and couldn't bear to delve into Maria's strange behavior since four o'clock in the morning. After a little thought, he gave the answer, "Turn left at the intersection ahead, go through There's a public restroom two blocks away.  …Just put me there."

Obi at the door had a slightly impatient look on his face, and his left hand knocked tirelessly on the solid surface of the blast door, "Maria—"

What answered him was the characteristic roar when the jet acceleration device was activated.

The battle armor that had been placed in front of him disappeared in an instant. Obi spittled and shouted "Come back, Maria" loudly, and then realized that if his order was not directly conveyed to Maria It would not work in the system sensor, so he could only curse in a low voice and hurriedly turned around, and hurried towards the laptop connected to Maria's system.

Here, Su Li turned two street corners at top speed and crossed the block. Several street lamps lined up straight and neatly along the road were smashed. Shun threw him down.

Immediately afterwards, as expected, Obi Stein's furious order exploded in his mind: "What tricks are you playing, Maria?! Come back here with that tin can! Now! Immediately!"

Su Li was led by Maria, and unconsciously blurted out: "Accept the order. Return immediately."

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Raleigh Beckett: One Hundred Years of Solitude

The gravekeeper has often seen a young man recently.

He is always dressed in the simple trousers and shirt, tall, slender, and thin.His short dark blond hair was slightly disheveled due to negligence, his handsome and deep face was habitually restrained, and his eyes were silent and melancholy.

Only the occasional sharp eyebrows and eyes flashed in the line of sight, and the remnants of the past vigor and vigor could still be vaguely seen.

He occasionally greets the gravekeeper, but the formal politeness hides alienation.He was empty-handed, never brought flowers, never touched any tombstones, and never stopped in front of graves.

The cemetery guard watched him come and go repeatedly in wonder, just lingering on the winding path of the cemetery alone, and after a few days, he finally couldn't help walking over and chatting with him.

"Man, who are you going to pay homage to?" the gravekeeper asked.

"My partner." He didn't seem to be inarticulate, but his answer was short and thin, as if he didn't want to say anything more about it.

"Your partner? Let me see... which monument is it?"

"Neither she nor he has a tombstone." He spoke slowly, "They were buried at the bottom of the sea and no bones were found, so there is no tombstone."

The blue-white sky leaked from the thick clouds, sprinkled on his slightly drooping eyelids and the corners of his mouth, "But I think it sounds more reasonable to remember someone in the cemetery."

The gravekeeper shrugged and hummed a few words in a sloppy manner, but he didn't accept his words in his heart.

— Odd guy.

He seemed to understand the tomb guard's unspoken evaluation of him, so he kept silent and stopped being polite.Walking out of the cemetery, I was surrounded by the influx of fresh air.The sun was getting thicker, causing his eyes to hurt slightly, and he blocked the pupils with the back of his hand.

The gravekeeper closed the black iron gate behind him.

He nodded, turned and left.

At first he would try to fake it with a polite smile, but the smile would slowly fade, and eventually he would stop smiling.

A person is lonely, especially after he stops trying to find happiness, this loneliness becomes more and more blatant, like a shadow.At this moment, he always instinctively buried himself deeply into the first synaesthesia.

A thrilling electric connection connects him and her as they each seek out what the other has.Every common thought is like hugging, like kissing, like making love.He found himself in her, and she gave him his voice again.

Even without touching it with his own hands, he could feel the burning of her breath and the heat of her fingertips; without opening his eyes, he could clearly see the trembling of her soul and the scar in her heart.

He reached out and opened his eyes.

He caught nothing.

He couldn't see anything.

He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

—she is not dead.

—but they never had the chance to meet again.

He didn't want to go back to base.Everyone who sees him has that pitiful expression, saying I'm really sorry, saying I'm sorry, saying I'm sorry, making him unavoidable, and not knowing how to deal with it.

Like a rewind replay after Yancy's death.It's tedious and annoying.

Aimlessly, he came to the wall of life unconsciously.Here's where it's advertised to start.

The former foreman, Miles, tilted the bridge of his nose that was broken by her at that time, and was still doing his original work here.However, what is different from the past is that now their work has changed from building walls to tearing down walls.

He stood on the opposite side of the wall of life, watching the small part of the wall built by himself - a small part of his soul - being torn down and demolished, and the debris was carried by the wind to the far and dark place. horizon.He has a forbearing expression, his eyes are dead silent.

All losses can be borne, all colds can be endured.

Before he could be Raleigh Beckett, he had to be an indestructible hero.patterned.Like a piece of paper, thin and lifeless.

He had a brief freshman life.

But he finally died completely.

A small episode of the nature of essays, if there are girls who want to pass it before, I will write it out by the way.

Because there are two other volumes to be written between Huantai and the next volume, I am afraid that everyone will forget about the little angel and the little kangaroo, so I will use it to warm up XD