The Stark Building, Manhattan.
Lynn teleported and went straight to the top floor of Stark Building.
There, Iron Man was lying in front of a eucalyptus tree, sleeping soundly.
He looked very haggard, as if he had not slept for a long time.
The table was littered with papers and pens, and the holographic projection was filled with all kinds of models, including biological genetic molecules and protein structures, quantum theory models, and profound and complex mathematical reasoning formulas.
It seems that he has really been squeezing out his brainpower and labor these days, trying to make more breakthroughs within the time period when the Fuling agent is effective.
Lynn drew out her wand and tried to cast a forgetfulness spell on Stark.
As long as the memory of the elixir is erased, a lot of trouble can be avoided once and for all.
"I'm sorry Mr. Stark."
Lynn took a breath and prepared to cast a spell.
However, at this moment, Stark suddenly woke up.
"Hey, magic boy? Why are you here?" Stark rubbed his eyes, he looked very sleepy.
"Oh, what are you doing?" He noticed Lynn's wand, and his eyes and expression stopped at the same time.
"You drank too much Felicis, sir. It will make you no longer yourself." Lynn planned to tell him the truth.
"I'll heal you."
"Oh my god, what are you talking about, kid?" Stark couldn't believe it and leaned back with an exaggerated expression. "I'm doing great now. My work is better than ever. Look, two hours ago, I just proved a great idea for the existence of Hadamard matrices below one thousand orders. Soon, I can expand it to a larger scale. This will be a big deal in the mathematics world."
Stark was immersed in his own joy and also in that kind of arrogance.
"You should get some rest, Mr. Stark."
Lynn took a step closer.
"Hey, magic boy, this joke is not funny at all. Just give me some more time and I can solve most of the current problems facing mankind. Human productivity will be rapidly improved, and the material foundation will be unprecedentedly rich. Social problems caused by resources and classes will no longer exist. What a wonderful future world this is!"
"This is indeed a bright future, Mr. Stark, but this bright future also has a threatening factor. We cannot ignore it." Lynn felt that something was wrong with Stark.
His original intention was the same as that of the wise and calm Stark. There is no doubt that it was a good intention, otherwise he would not have been working day and night to exploit himself here.
But the problem is that his character will gradually deviate from his original intention, and if all this is not based on his original intention, he will inevitably get deeper and deeper into trouble.
Just like before, he has expanded his thinking to the point of creating the future.
This is dangerous because scientifically speaking, there is no such thing as a perfect future that can be achieved in one step.
Development should be a spiral.
The emergence of productive forces that do not conform to current production relations will bring serious damage.
For example, the last person in history who did this was Wang Mang.
But Stark is confident enough that he can solve any problem.
"Oh, no, Lynn, you want to erase my memory, right? I learned from Ant-Man that you can erase other people's memories. Don't do this. Look, I have already cracked them all. I can't lose these results. It would be more painful than killing me. Please, don't do this..."
For the first time in his life, Stark asked for help.
This is definitely not his original character.
"You have been affected by the Felicis, Mr. Stark." Lynn raised his wand.
"Oblivion is all!"
Without further hesitation, he cast the Oblivion Spell on Stark.
However, he did not realize one thing.
The Stark in front of him had drunk the Felixir.
He himself knew very well how powerful the Felixir was.
And now, the same is true for Stark.
"Bang!"
A set of Iron Man armor suddenly rushed out from the cabinet of the private bar counter and clasped Lynn's body with lightning speed, clamping his arms.
Stark took the opportunity to roll over, and with the help of the Felicity Potion, he avoided the Oblivion Curse, put on the mecha's hand and foot guards, accelerated with a jet, rushed out of the glass curtain wall, and came to the sky outside the Stark Tower, away from Lynn.
It turned out that the first time he saw Lin En, he had already made a response plan with the help of the elixir.
"Expel!"
Lynn cast a spell on the Iron Man suit that was holding onto him tightly, and bounced it off.
"Everyone is petrified!"
He cast the petrification spell on the half-formed Iron Man outside the window. He had to stop this farce, even if it meant a big battle with Stark.
However, the Felixir worked again.
The jet's arm and foot guards adjusted their direction slightly, allowing Stark to move sideways and avoid the spell.
"Hanging fuchsia!"
Li En tried again, but was still avoided.
No... targeted spells won't work on him now.
Lynn made a quick judgment and used a non-directional spell instead.
"Arm guard is flying!"
He tried to have part of Iron Man's suit fly over to deprive Stark of the ability to move freely.
However, Stark made the right judgment again. He immediately threw away his arm guards and began to fall freely in the air.
"Damn it!"
This is no joke, he might even fall and die.
"Shock reduction to stop speed!"
Lynn immediately cast a spell on Stark.
This time, Stark did not dodge the spell, but accepted it calmly, as if he had planned everything in advance.
He began to float down slowly and was soon blocked by a platform.
"Damn the Felicity Potion!" Lin En knew that there must be other tricks behind this.
However, he cannot see Stark's specific situation now.
So, he teleported directly to the ground of Stark Tower.
From here, you should be able to see Stark fall.
However, he found that his prediction was wrong. Stark was not falling, but disappeared.
"Iron Man is coming!"
"Armor is flying!"
Lynn was afraid that Stark would change his clothes and escape, so he quickly used the summoning spell.
Then, he saw several pieces of armor falling from the sky and rushing towards him.
This is truly a large-scale and serious case of objects being thrown from high places.
"Freeze all!"
Lynn immediately stopped their descent.
"Here comes the broom!"
Seeing that he, as a wizard, had lost track of Stark, a Muggle, he gradually became angry. He simply waved his wand towards the sky, summoned a broom, and planned to fly up to look for Stark.
A moment later, a broom flew across most of New York and arrived in front of him.
Lynn simply yanked it over, riding it underneath him, and sprinted up the outer wall of Stark Tower.
If he still couldn't find Stark this time, he would consider asking George Weiss for another bottle of Felicity Potion to defeat magic with magic.