Jarvis reminded at the right time: "The laboratory downstairs is not yet capable of producing new elements, sir."
Tony wiped away the blue ball of light and turned to the circular platform outside the room. "It's time to go back and make a 20 million renovation plan for the laboratory. Are you ready to sweat, man?"
Jarvis: "Please remember to drink water in time, sir."
"No problem." Tony's smile was not big, but he felt relieved.
He walked onto the outer platform passage. Both sides of the passage opened, and pairs of robotic arms rose up with the parts of Mark VI, placing them on the body quickly and accurately. By the time he stepped onto a small round platform on the outermost edge, Mark VI had already been dressed.
Whoosh! Boom!
Flames spewed out of the armor's limbs, and Mark VI rose straight up, drawing a large arc in the night sky, heading towards Malibu Beach in Los Angeles.
…
On this side, Luke felt a little amused in his heart: the young master's arrogant and stubborn character was really not exaggerated.
Even though he trusted Batman and tested Life No. 1 himself, he was still unwilling to honestly admit his fear of death.
Luke said in person that he was afraid of death, but that didn't make the young master change his mind on the spot.
But he was sure that after tonight Tony would consider treating his chest injury more seriously.
Whether it's Life No. 1 or "superpowers", including the claim that Batman is also afraid of death, in the end it just increases the stakes for Tony's courage to heal himself.
Luke didn't think he was too nice to the young master.
He now has a net worth of nearly 100 billion, all of which comes from Tony's technology package and his operations on Stark Group's stocks.
As a human being, you should always be kind.
After tonight's conversation, the long-anticipated vest now has a name in Tony's mind - a "friend" who can sell Batman a lot of magical goods.
With this vest, he can gather his allies.
The key figure in this group of allies is not Batman, but the "mysterious merchant" who provides the goods.
Batman can be a spiritual leader, but he cannot truly belong to any team, nor can he be held responsible for the actions of others.
It doesn’t matter about this “mysterious businessman”; he can be Batman’s buddy, sponsor, teammate, or whitewasher.
Everything Batman can't talk about can be the work of this businessman.
Anyway, everyone in America knows that businessmen can be shameless, and the more successful they are, the more shameless they can be.
Thinking this, he entered the sewer.
A moment later, Luke came out of another sewer entrance, changed into a V-shaped combat suit, and headed for his second target for the night - the home of Damon and his daughter in New Jersey.
He also sent the message first and arrived at the door on time. He knocked on the door gently twice, three times, and three times.
After a while, the door opened and Mindy tried to open her eyes wide and looked at the door.
Then she felt a slight flow of air coming from her side, and the door was closed by an invisible hand.
Mindy jumped a few meters away with a whoosh, vigilantly touched the handle of the butterfly knife at her waist, and looked at the transparent and distorted air at the door.
The next moment, like a chameleon changing colors, the transparent and distorted shadow turned into a person wearing a Zorro hat, a black cloak and a smiling mask within three seconds.
"Wow, this is so cool." Mindy opened her mouth and exclaimed sincerely.
Even she found this kind of dramatic transformation at such close range cool.
Luke chuckled and nodded slightly to the little girl, then he greeted Damon in the living room: "Long time no see, Damon."
Damon was much better than his daughter. He remained calm even when facing the dramatic transformation.
However, he finally took his hand out from under the armrest of the sofa, and it was holding an MP7.
After taking off the safety of the gun and placing it on the table, he spoke: "You are still so cautious, V."
"You're no less vigilant than I am, very good." Luke walked over with a smile, picked up the MP7 and looked at it, nodded and shook his head: "These adjustments made by the individual are very good, but it's a pity that the quality of the gun is too average."
Damon was stunned: "This... is enough for us."
Luke chuckled, "Damon, have you read the news lately?"
Damon nodded and was about to speak.
But Mindy had already slipped over and sat next to Luke. She jumped up when she heard that: "Batman, you mean Batman!"
Luke nodded, "Right. But you forgot to mention Iron Man and Mourning Whip."
Mindy stared: "But I still like Batman the best. Tony Stark is too showy and too low class."
Luke: "... I think we should talk about their equipment first, okay?"
Mindy scratched her head and apologized sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I got too excited."
Luke: "It's okay. Isn't your dad very calm?"
Damon was helpless, he wasn't a fan... Well, actually he also thought Batman was more handsome, but he couldn't say that to Mindy.
Last time, his daughter suspected that he was imitating Batman. If he says that again, wouldn’t it prove that her father is an old fanboy
Luke then got to the point: "Take that Mourning Whip for example, can the weapons you have now deal with him?"
Damon and his daughter frowned and shook their heads solemnly.
Mindy was the one who spoke frankly: "That's impossible. I've seen the video of him fighting Iron Man, especially the second complete suit of armor. Ordinary firearms should be useless."
Luke nodded. "That's right. I can tell you that even with a 30mm cannon equipped with special armor-piercing bullets, we can only interfere with his movements, but it is difficult to break his defense."
The complete set of armor behind Ivan is more than twice as thick as Mark VI, a typical heavy armor style. Combined with the electromagnetic deflection of two ion whips, its defense against conventional thermal weapons is ridiculously high.
Mindy suddenly clenched a fist with one hand and slammed it on the other open palm with a slap. "Got it. It seems that I still need to practice the rope dart technique. Then I can interfere with Mourning Whip's whip like Batman and tie him up."
Damon put his hand on his forehead. "How many years must Batman have practiced rope dart skills? Ordinary materials can't withstand the whip of Mourning Whip. Their cutting power is too strong."
Luke was a little amused: the little girl is really a Batman fan, she even wants to imitate weapons and tactics
But he said: "So, your equipment should be upgraded."
Damon shuddered, remembering the fear that had dominated him before, which was caused by bankruptcy and Mindy's tuition. He blurted out subconsciously, "How much?"
Luke: “…It can be at cost price.”
Damon smiled bitterly: "Well... I've been painting lately."
Luke then remembered that he had persuaded Damon to become a cartoonist, and his attention was distracted for a moment: "Sold it?"
Damon looked conflicted: "Well, I draw comics."
Luke was interested: "Have you submitted your article?"
Damon couldn't help but glance at Mindy beside him and coughed dryly: "Not yet, the story takes a lot of time, it's too early to submit it."