Stark didn't notice that with every sarcasm he made, Pepper's eyes became more dissatisfied.
As the young master spoke, he became really engaged.
When it comes to playing with technology, he is the top expert.
"This cloak is interesting, but in this day and age, why are we still using such backward methods as gliding? Well, we can just use plasma thrusters and fly directly instead of gliding..."
How about getting yourself a big toy to play with? When the young master said this, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
As this idea came to mind, the inspiration in his mind exploded like a tide!
Who is he? He's Tony Stark!
He is a super genius who can invent cutting-edge technology instantly as long as he gets the inspiration!
The young master didn't notice at all that the face of his personal assistant next to him turned dark.
He just said hurriedly that he was going to make a safety plan for her in case of falling from a high altitude, and asked her to handle the aftermath of the company's donations in the earthquake, and then disappeared in the elevator.
Only Pepper was left with a helpless expression on her face as she slowly stood up.
She sighed and turned to look at the TV.
On TV, a figure in black armor broke through the wall of the fifth floor with a loud bang, holding a family of three in both hands, and quickly passed over a flame, then stopped on the ground with a bang.
After landing, the family was in disbelief. The man hugged his wife and daughter and cried out in disbelief: "We are all still alive, it's great, it's so great!"
The black figure accelerated and rushed into the fire again.
When will you be able to be as mature as him! Pepper felt sad and finally said, "Turn off the TV."
"Okay, Miss Potts. You're not in a good mood today and need more rest." A soft male voice sounded.
Pepper smiled bitterly: "Thank you, Jarvis, you are much more considerate than Tony."
Jarvis: "Sir, you're just not good at expressing your feelings..."
Pepper raised her hand: "Okay, you don't have to say anything. Goodbye Jarvis."
"Goodbye, Miss Potts."
…
In a shabby bar, the bartender was cleaning up the messy bar with a dejected look on his face.
There were broken bottles of wine everywhere, a large section of the ceiling had fallen down, and the ground was covered with dirty water.
He shouted in dissatisfaction: "Wade, can't you come and help me?"
Wade sat in front of the TV with his legs on the bar, so he didn't have to worry about the dirty water on the ground. He took a sip of beer leisurely: "I am a customer. I paid for this bottle of beer. I also paid for the previous drinks."
The bartender gave him an international hand gesture and continued to clean up resignedly, muttering, "What's the point of watching TV? You'll only kill people for money your whole life. Want to be Batman? Maybe in your next life!"
Wade curled his lips and said, "Don't think that your words can make me give up the idea of making money. What makes you think Batman has no money? Look at his equipment. If it's less than 100,000 US dollars, I will lose 100 dollars."
Bartender: "Do you think I'm stupid? His equipment is worth $100,000 just for the bulletproof effect, not to mention that he can fly."
Wade shrugged regretfully. He wanted to take the opportunity to make a bet with the bartender and win back the money he had just paid for the drinks.
At this moment, on the TV screen, a black shadow flew through the air, caught a woman falling from the upstairs, glided half a circle and landed on the ground. After putting the woman down, it flew away again and glided away.
Wade was also a little envious: This guy is really rich!
The price of this gliding cloak is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it is much more difficult to manufacture than that bulletproof armor.
But why is this guy covering his face? Unless he is an ugly ghost, who would cover his face tightly, or is this guy disfigured
With this handsome face of mine, I will never wear a helmet or a mask when I show off in the future. It's embarrassing! Wade felt superior: Even if I'm not as rich as you, I'm at least more handsome than you!
…
At the same time, somewhere in Los Angeles, in a dilapidated apartment building, a group of people were also watching TV.
A bald man watched the black giant kick a gangster who was fighting with the police on TV. He swallowed his saliva and couldn't help muttering, "Will we run into this guy when we take action?"
"Idiot, didn't you notice that he was mainly trying to save people. These gangsters were beaten because they hindered him from saving people!" A thin, bearded, middle-aged Hispanic man started to curse.
The bald man touched his head and said, "Ah, it seems so."
But the other people in the room were not as stupid as the bald man. They all thought about this possibility with twinkling eyes.
The middle-aged man looked at the expressions of the crowd and could only continue to speak: "This Batman has never appeared before. He may have just come out temporarily because of the earthquake. Secondly, he didn't kill anyone. At most, he injured them. And that was the central area of Los Angeles. Our target of action is in the eastern part of Los Angeles County, dozens of kilometers away."
After hearing what he said, everyone finally stopped being silent and began to agree with him.
The middle-aged man didn't take these nonsense seriously, but continued to strengthen everyone's confidence: "Don't forget, we want the 100 million US dollar reward. If you are afraid of death and don't want to get rich, then quit early, so that there will be fewer people to share the money."
Everyone was silent.
People die for money and birds die for food. This is an eternal truth.
How could they stop their actions just because of an inexplicable strange man in black
Come to think of it, this guy really doesn't kill people, so even if you meet him, it won't necessarily be more dangerous than meeting an ordinary patrolman.
You might die if you were shot by a patrolman, but you wouldn't die if you were beaten by this guy.
The group of people convinced themselves anxiously, but they were reluctant to give up the 100 million US dollar bounty, so they continued with their preparations for the prisoner rescue.
…
Luke didn't know that a certain young master had actually come up with the idea of researching the Iron Armor because of the shoddy copy of the Batman armor, and had already begun to develop it.
He also didn't know that the Batman armor was criticized by this young master as being useless.
Of course, even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.
Tony's complaints were correct, and Luke wouldn't object.
He also possesses most of Tony's technical abilities and is well aware of these shortcomings.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
Compared with a certain rich man whose net worth is estimated at hundreds of billions, the money Luke invested in equipment cannot even be called scientific research.
This is the first point.
Secondly, Luke and Tony have different physiques.
The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology. This famous American comic quote is not for nothing.
The so-called mutation, that is, gaining strength through the body, is the only dream of the poor.
Although Luke has not mutated, his strong physical fitness is also very cost-effective.
Just like Tony wants to invest 100 million US dollars to develop certain technologies for his own safety, Luke may not need to do that and can still ensure his own safety.