[Reunion]Never Change

During Tony’s stay in the lab, he actually thought about it seriously. The world is fucking like everyone has become CaptainAmerica without a shield. What’s more, the caps are running all over the street and he hasn’t upgraded his system. Believe it Cap was as strong as he was before the serum was injected.He thought about the current situation carefully, and finally came to the conclusion that, just like before, geniuses don't need to rely on their muscles to get extra envy, everything should be done in moderation, leaving room for others to live.

He is just such a thoughtful person.

Although he is considerate, he is not as sweet as the captain. People in this world don't understand his thoughtfulness at all, so he has no place to say thank you. What he Stark should do.

So in front of the global live broadcast of the court/court, he was pointed at the nose and questioned, and it would be too un-Tony Stark to endure it any longer.

He watched his own reflection reflected in Jarvis' blue eyeballs, the bright red suit gradually darkened under Jarvis' adjustment, and finally stabilized after darkening to wine red.Wine red suit and trousers, oh, and shoes... Tony looked down, and the shoes instantly turned a deeper coffee red.

He pursed his lips, well, even if Jarvis lowered his glare, he is still full of aura and elegance, so he reluctantly tolerated Jarvis's move for the sake of public acceptance.

Tony gave Ely a look. He saw the girl shaking her hands and taking a deep breath, and turned around as if she didn't see it.

"Jarvis, it's partytime!"

"I hope you have a good time." Jarvis smiled with curved lips, the blue eyes were bright and soft.

Ely clearly heard the sound of pinching the titanium steel pen in her hand, and probably no one around could ignore it except Tony and her boss.

"Mr. Stark, I'm afraid the power kit hasn't even finished its first test yet." But the feature film was taped two days ago.

Tony turned a deaf ear.

After hearing Ely's words, Jarvis's smiling face froze, and the moment Tony left, he instinctively grabbed his hand, and Tony suddenly showed: No, man—such a pitiful expression.

"You know me, run before people learn to walk."

Jarvis pursed his lips, running his fingers along the surface of the ring on Tony's finger.

"Yes, sir...."

"Comeon, you are Jarvis, my Jarvis."

Jarvis finally showed a helpless smile, let go of Tony and sighed lightly:

"I will always be your Jarvis."

He really didn't have the urge to tell Tony how worried he was every time he did this, although success always favored his sir, but in his evaluation report, the consequences of Tony's running before he learned to walk were rolled into a ball, mellow The probability of reaching the finish line is always equal to the probability of a perfect landing.

Tony smiled triumphantly, took half a step back, and floated into the air against the anti-gravity device carried by the energy armor.

He snapped his fingers to signal the electronic eye to follow.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after the boring court/trial is over, and before you all leave..."

"There are objections to be brought up later... Well, Your Honor, can't a trial with no suspense at all meet the standard of boring?"

Those in the Colosseum who thought this court/trial was extremely exciting only felt the burning pain on their faces.

"Before everyone leaves, I have to give everyone something shocking to make up for the time you wasted." After he finished speaking, he raised his hands and snapped his fingers quickly, lifting his chin, and Ely let out a sigh full of stomach Here are the functional images that have been out for two days.

What about the press conference next month?Her expression was a bit hideous, why couldn't the unplanned things be obliterated?

The audience only saw his hand snapping his fingers in the stereoscopic projection, and then the voice stopped. The moment he opened his arms, the green data flow wrapped around him like a galaxy, obedient and docile, and every number was like his His minions waited for him to call the shots.

"Before I do this, I must tell you how weird the world that my eyes feed back to me is. You use your muscles to artificially and simply divide people into three, six, and nine grades, which makes people puzzled about you and your food. What's the difference.

Walking in the sun, waste; unable to carry 300 kilograms, waste; unable to enter space, second-class waste... who of you remembers what your ancestors looked like when the genetic code was not unlocked? Who modified your genes so that you can live more tenaciously?Can any of you tell me the correct sequence of your strong gene sequence and what it used to look like?

No? Nobody?So you are just enjoying the fruits left over from your predecessors and wantonly hurting compatriots who failed to enjoy the fruits. Does that mean that someone needs to remind you that the one who has changed your genetic sequence has strengthened your physical strength, allowing you to take root again on this planet? Those people in your mouth are the trash in your mouth. They dragged their weak and useless bodies in your eyes to trek through the vast universe for ten years. They opened up this desolate star and allowed human beings to multiply to this day. Many of you are now ashamed of the word human beings. to mention.

Among you, the strong flatter the ignorant, arbitrarily deprive the weak of hope, and treat those who are weaker than themselves in a crueler way than raising livestock. What is even more absurd is that so many people have the opportunity to grow up enough to change the world. of characters.

Now, I have to declare that this era must pass. I want to describe to you a society that only existed ten thousand years ago. hope.The hope of equality, regardless of race or gender, regardless of genetic strength, that's the only thing that can make the world a better place.

Ok, let's get to the point, by...Jarvis, what is the name of our laboratory? "Tony got stuck at a crucial point.

"Always Stark Industries, sir."

Tony raised his eyebrows:

"The energy armor ADAPT.1.0 developed by Stark Industries can change the energy field with a diameter of 3 meters around the human body to the limit at present......"

As soon as he waved his hand, the data flow around him jumped up happily, and roaring metal music came one after another. After a while, a small silver ring floated in the air. Tony wiped the surface of the ring, and billions of them were as thin as cow hair. The filaments of light spurted out, and condensed into a human form in the blink of an eye...

The dazzling picture in the projection almost made people faint, but everyone would rather choke their thighs than move their eyes.

Before the last shape can disintegrate into dots of light, the music stops abruptly, Tony snaps his fingers again, and the hologram turns back to a green stream of data.

"Now everyone, please prepare your antique energy shields. I'm going to erase the second layer of magnetic field shields above. Of course, those who don't have them can hide under the chairs. I don't guarantee whether others will laugh at you, but Stark's products will Solve your problem completely."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky became three minutes brighter.There were several short screams in the arena.

"I'm proud to tell you that the first generation of ADAPT is on me." Tony held up his hands, walking in mid-air like a space walk.

He clasped his palms together suddenly, the sky returned to normal color, and there was no sound in the arena.

He raised his right arm and blew a few kisses into the arena, and the moment his smile lit up, there was a deafening cheer.

"My name is Tony Stark, the name that every body should engrave on your minds!"

"Tony!"

"Tony!"

"Tony!"

"Tony!"

Each of you should remember this name - Tony Stark, a name that changed the world.

He laughed wantonly, and even danced when the music played again. Under the effect of the anti-gravity energy shield, he swam around the arena like a fish. The red lightning flash was him, and the scarlet phantom was also him.But there is a price to be paid for being too loud, Jarvis obviously didn't realize it when he looked at him with a smile on his face, until Tony suddenly plummeted...

The noise of rats on the field covered up the sound of him falling to the ground. Jarvis's heart tightened, but he managed to see his straight figure standing firmly. He was still smiling, unrestrained, and raised his arms. response.

Then he bowed ninety degrees, straightened up, the music stopped, the presentation was supposed to be over, but the noise in the Colosseum was louder, everyone was calling him.

"Jarvis!" Jarvis heard his voice echo across the square.

"Come here, stand with me." His sir called him, Jarvis raised the corner of his mouth, and was about to fly over, Ely stepped forward quickly:

"Boss, that set of equipment is the first test after all..."

"........."

He landed next to Tony, and sure enough, he saw the same paleness on his smiling face, his heart twitched, and his face was gloomy.

Tony turned off the amplifier, and then gave most of his body weight to Jarvis.

"I seem to have sprained my foot." As ugly as Jarvis' face was, Tony's voice was as aggrieved.

Jarvis didn't care about his grievance immediately, he pretended to squat down to look at his foot injury, Tony grabbed him quickly:

"Hey, just help out."

"Sir..." Jarvis sighed, stretched his long arms around his shoulders, exerted force on his hands, and directly let his feet stand on the ground.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is just a part of the usual intimacy between him and Jarvis, God knows only three or five hours, how could they define this kind of scene as a routine.

The way the electronic eyes floated over always reminded Tony of dummy holding a video camera, he put his arms around Jarvis' waist, although he originally intended to be shoulders, but it seemed that time was too short to try until he succeeded.

"Jarvis, if you dare to pick me up in front of everyone..." Tony said seriously.

"Sir, so what?" Jarvis replied seriously.

Tony thought carefully for two and a half seconds, but he didn't think of the serious consequences of doing so, and fell silent:

"It seems that nothing will happen."

So what, even if Iron Man is less than 1.8 meters, he can still lead the world trend, even if Tony Stark is also a gunslinger, he can still fly around to save the world.

Tony my Jarvis first class stark pouts:

"The princess is not allowed to hug."

"Okay, sir." Jarvis lowered his head slightly, biting Tony's lips.

The electronic eye kept shaking, and the built-in flash flashed endlessly. Tony freed his right hand and fired a blaster at it:

"Flash again and I'll tear you down!"

It's half disintegrated. Jarvis doesn't point this out:

"Sir, your speech just now was perfect, even the cap couldn't fault it here."

"Although I hate the old popsicle preaching, the public seems to like it." Tony didn't have the humility to learn from others.

"But you said that in the exaggerated and money-worshiping America, it seems that you yourself are the most colorful part of it."

"Oh, when did I ever deny it? The world needs Iron Man, I've never lived a frank life."

"Let me remind you that there is no 'iron' in your new armor."

"mute."

"........"

"At the time my armor was made of titanium, and the public just picked a cool name, and that's okay."

"...Then what's your name now, Energy Man?"

"...do I sound like an energy drink peddler? And, Jarvis, I'm going to upgrade your mute function!"

The two walked outside the arena. To be precise, they seemed to be walking. In fact, only Jarvis with Tony on his body was walking alone. The two of them went to the outside of the arena. Their cars were crowded with reporters, although the defense seemed to be very hard. It's like expelling these people.

Don't be surprised why the car, a tool for running on the ground, has not been banned for 1 years. It must be because the masses of the people are still relatively down-to-earth.

One of the most delicate-looking female reporters plucked up the courage to come in front of the two of them:

"Mr. Jarvis...."

"No, it's Mr. Stark, both of us." Tony walked past the microphone-like cylinder.

"OK, gentlemen Stark, I have a few questions I would like to ask, can I have a few minutes?"

"Honey, I'm afraid I only have one at most." Tony shrugged, hanging on Jarvis even more brazenly.

"Okay, Mr. Stark, your speech just now was very impressive, how long have you been practicing?"

"Well, I have to recite it silently before going to bed." Tony clicked his tongue and smiled, then shrugged.

"You so directly pointed out the contradiction between the genetic admirers and...the genetic weaklings, are you really trying to be kind, or are you just grandstanding?"

"I just said that there is only one question." Jarvis' eyes turned cold, and the female reporter shivered, but thought of the countless audiences behind the electronic eyes, and straightened her back.

"Well, I'm willing to answer this question as a bonus. I've always been enthusiastic about charity. The purpose of what I said just now is probably because it's disgusting that you are too flattering towards metal life. Yes, I'm afraid it's also Including you, you can substitute yourself without any obstacles." He took Jarvis' hand and put it on his lips for a kiss, provocatively.

The author has something to say: It’s too late, forgive me for the shortness of this chapter, there will be another update tomorrow, try to grow _(:зゝ∠)_, good night, I wish the world’s overlord will always have insomnia~~

Thank you Yonger, Ayun, Shuangweihu, Ghost Snake, superbatty, that dog's land mine, I will update it tomorrow with the fate, good night, Anan... I am troubled by sleepiness