Tony's eyes lit up: "Is there such a thing? It makes me happy too."
Are you afraid that you were mistreated by the new fighting coach? Luke sneered in his heart, and he was not polite: "As easy as it is for your little secretary to take care of you, it is as easy for Best to take care of her. Are you sure you want to mess with Best?"
Just by looking at the young master's expression, one can tell what kind of thoughts he is thinking.
Probably nothing more than "If I can't beat Batman, can I still not deal with Black Catwoman?" This kind of very careful thinking.
But this guy really pissed off Selena, maybe she would use her full form to beat the elder and younger on the ground, and feed him some farting medicine to clean his stomach.
Um? no! Luke's heart trembled: I have to remember this matter, and go back and tell Selina that those "special weapons" must not be used against the young and old.
Young and old, his father never dealt with him like this. If this arrogant guy is turned into a "big fart guy", he will have a deadly enmity.
The two chatted for a while, and Luke had already entered the laboratory.
An old sand table model on the oversized workbench, he just glanced at it casually, didn't pay attention any more, and asked, "How is the research on Life No. 1?"
Tony cheered up: "There is some progress. But, can you tell me, where did this thing come from?"
Luke was silent for a moment before replying, "Someone sold it to me."
Tony was suspicious: "You said last time that it was given by a friend of yours."
Luke smiled lowly: "Business friends."
Tony: "...Okay. Then you'd better buy more and stock up. This item is of extraordinary value. If it's just a matter of money, I can give it to you directly within 10 billion."
Luke: "How much?"
Tony shrugged nonchalantly: "In a short time, I can only take out so much if I don't want to attract other people's attention. Do you need it?"
"No, that guy is not very interested in money." Luke shook his head: "So, you want more Life Number One?"
Tony nodded decisively: "Of course. Based on the current research results, it has gone beyond the scope of normal medicine. If I have to give it a definition, I would rather call it "magic" than science."
Luke snorted, but didn't continue to extend the topic: "Is it effective for your chest injury?"
Tony's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, and nodded awkwardly: "... haven't tried it yet."
Luke: "Do you still have concerns? Well, and you're not afraid of something wrong with Life One?"
Tony laughed dryly: "No, I just want to make sure if it has sequelae."
Luke shook his head: "Don't hide it. You actually know that it has no sequelae. What you are really afraid of is yourself, afraid of dying like this. There is nothing shameful about it. I am also afraid of death."
Tony turned his head: "Are you afraid of death? Hehe, these words are really comforting."
Luke: "Yes, I'm afraid. That's why I like to let the bad guys be disabled first."
Tony: "That reason is... very good, very reasonable."
Luke felt the emotional fluctuations of the young and old, so he didn't say more, just said: "I'll tell you one more news. If you still can't rest assured about Life No. 1, then I have an easier way here. It Enough to keep you alive, but the shrapnel in your chest can only be removed by a doctor yourself."
Tony was surprised: "What method?"
Luke: "Healing superpowers."
Tony's eyes widened: "Are you kidding me?"
Luke shook his head: "No. Once you decide to adopt this method, you must find a doctor who is very strict."
Tony was sure right away that Batman wasn't joking.
He frowned.
He's determined. Life No. 1 can basically guarantee that he will not die if there is an accident during the operation.
What is really difficult to overcome is the level in his heart.
Between life and death there is great terror.
Not everyone can look down on life and death.
The little gangster can bite his teeth and fight for thousands of dollars, but when he becomes the boss of the gang, he may not have the courage to die decisively.
Not to mention that someone like Tony, who stands at the top of the world, has many interesting things to do while alive, and everything is lost when he dies.
The gamble is too high, even if there is only a small chance of failure, he dare not make a random decision.
After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and shook his head: "No need, I'll just do it myself."
Luke didn't say any more.
Although he didn't want Tony to die, it wasn't his father either, and it was impossible to take care of the elder and younger as children, so he turned to talk about the arrangement for Ivan.
Tony frowned after hearing this: "Are you sure this guy won't mess around?"
Immediately he added: "I'm not worried about him coming to attack me, but whether he will harm civilians?"
Luke nodded: "Then he will die."
Tony's eyes flickered: "Will you kill him?"
Luke hehe: "You think I'm the only one who can kill him?"
Tony was silent for a moment, then nodded: "It doesn't matter then. But if he really comes to cause trouble again, I won't hold back."
Luke: "You can do whatever you want."
After talking about this, he still looked at the reactor on Tony's chest again: "If you don't want to die, you should make a decision early and don't drag yourself to death."
Without waiting for the young master's response, Luke stepped into the elevator, became invisible again, and the elevator door closed.
Tony watched the elevator floor quickly descend to the bottom floor, exhaled a long breath, walked up to the platform and let the mechanical arm release the armor.
Rubbing his hand on the reactor on his chest for a moment, he looked sideways at the old sand table on the workbench, and finally shook his head: "At least, let me see where the future lies, so that I can make a decision."
Walking to the old sand table, he said, "Jarvis, to build a digital model, I want an operable projection interface."
Jarvis complied. "Yes, sir."
Tony raised his hand and snapped his fingers. With a wave of his hand, the model rotated and stood up again.
Looking at the erected digital model, he leaned back slightly and stroked the beard on his chin: "What does this look like? It looks a bit like an atom. Well, the nucleus should be here..."
Jarvis: "What do you want, sir?"
Tony: "I want to discover... No, I want to find a new element."
Then, intermittent commands echoed in the research room.
"Remove the walkway..."
"Remove landscaping, trees, parking lots, entrances and exits..."
"Using the globe as the core to construct protons and neutrons..."
For a long time, Tony looked at the blue digital model in front of him, a little annoyed, a little amazed, but more of admiration: "You have been dead for more than ten years, and you still want to teach me?"
The corner of his mouth gradually showed a smile, and when he closed his hands, the digital model that filled half the room was compressed in his hands, turning into a small ball of light.
Jarvis: "Congratulations, sir, a new element has just been discovered, which should be able to replace the palladium element in use."
Tony stared at the little blue light ball and exhaled, "Thank you, Dad."