Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1338 Reactor Formation

When Tony Stark opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment was completely different.

He found himself in a large, futuristic space, with tall metal walls reflecting soft blue light and the air filled with the faint aroma of electronic components.

This was undoubtedly a place with a very high level of technology, far surpassing any laboratory he was familiar with.

"Tony Stark, we have long heard of you and we deeply admire your wisdom and creativity."

A deep and magnetic voice broke the silence, and Tony looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a man wearing a black tight combat suit and a white skull mask standing not far away. Even after taking off the helmet, this man was still wearing a creepy white skull mask, as if he himself was a messenger from hell, announcing some ominous fate.

Tony had mixed feelings; this was the second time he was kidnapped by unknown forces.

The first time, it was the terrorists who called themselves freedom fighters who used force to force him to manufacture weapons; this time, it was the mysterious organization called White Skull, whose purpose was equally simple and crude - to manufacture Jericho missiles.

There was a flash of surprise in Tony's eyes, followed by incredible anger.

"Are you guys a little off the mark?"

He couldn't help but roar, "I could barely accept being kidnapped for the first time, after all, they were freedom fighters and terrorists, and their motives were clear. But now, you guys with unknown identities are also joining in the fun? When did I, Tony Stark, become so popular that I get kidnapped wherever I go?"

The leader of the white skeletons didn't seem to care about Tony's protest. He just smiled slightly, and that smile looked particularly weird under the mask.

"Tony, times have changed. You have no choice now. Moreover, we believe that with your ability, you can design the Jericho missile to be more advanced and more accurate to reduce innocent casualties."

Tony couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard this.

Reduce innocent casualties?

Don’t these people understand that the birth of any weapon means the death of life?

But on second thought, he realized that he had to stay awake and look for a chance to escape.

After the last kidnapping incident, Tony has learned to restrain himself and understand how to find hope in such a desperate situation.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then said slowly: "No problem, but I need a lot of materials."

The white skull didn't seem surprised by his answer. He just nodded slightly, with a hint of coldness in his voice: "Okay."

With the White Skull's promise, Tony began to prepare.

He used the advanced technological equipment and materials here to begin designing the new Mark I.

This time, he abandoned the original design drawings and decided to start from scratch to create a more advanced and powerful armor.

In this place full of unknowns and dangers, Tony's creativity was stimulated as never before. He worked day and night, as if to integrate all his anger and unwillingness into this new work.

The White Skull Organization provided him with sufficient support, both in terms of technology and resources, which made him feel unprecedented satisfaction. However, as time went on, Tony gradually realized that something was wrong. He found that his mental state began to become unstable, and he often woke up in his dreams, feeling that his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

The memories he had forgotten about the freedom fighters came flooding back to him, preventing him from sleeping.

"They died because of you, Tony. Because of your advanced weapons, the local government forces were unable to defeat these terrorists, and they can do whatever they want here."

This sentence kept echoing in his mind like a spell. Tony knew that he had thought he could let go of those painful memories, but now it seemed that he couldn't do it.

He sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing his hair in pain with his hands, his eyes full of pain and self-blame.

He felt like he was trapped in an invisible torture chamber, surrounded by the wailing souls of innocent people who had died because of him.

This feeling was not an illusion, because Chang Wei had arranged his men to use their superhuman sensitivity to torture Tony by howling in his ears after he fell asleep.

Tony's pain was not only physical, but also mental.

He felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, and the feeling of loneliness and helplessness almost suffocated him. He began to doubt his own value and whether everything he did was really meaningful.

However, despite such pain and torture, Tony did not give up, and began to radiate a heroic spirit and will, which made him more resilient in the face of difficulties.

He began to reflect on his past, thinking about how to use his wisdom and strength to change the world and reduce the pain and disaster caused by his inventions.

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Then, Tony Stark's first step was to build a miniature version of the Ark Reactor to replace the bulky car battery in his chest.

In the laboratory, Tony wore goggles and his hands deftly moved between the precision instruments.

He was already familiar with the design of the miniature Ark reactor in front of him, but compared to the first generation Ark reactor in the original plot, this time he had more palladium elements.

The original micro-arc reactor used only 1.5 grams of palladium element ring. Although its power was sufficient to support operation, it was far from enough for the Mark I armor that was about to be built.

The choice of palladium was not accidental; Tony was well aware of its unique properties.

Palladium is a precious metal with excellent catalytic properties and is often used as a catalyst in hydrogen fuel cells.

What’s even more amazing is that palladium can absorb large amounts of hydrogen, up to thousands of times its own volume, and can release hydrogen after heating, making palladium a potential hydrogen storage material.

It was because of these properties of palladium that Tony decided to use it to build the core of the new generation of Ark reactor.

As the welding gun in his hand gently touched the reactor shell, strands of blue arcs jumped out, welding the precision parts into place one by one.

Tony's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation, as if he was witnessing the birth of a miracle. Finally, after countless adjustments and improvements, a brand new, high-powered miniature Ark reactor took shape in his hands.

This reactor is not only compact in size, but also incredibly powerful, enough to meet all the needs of the Mark I armor.

(End of this chapter)