Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Chapter 46 Elementary defense methods

The scrawled pattern Roland drew on the paper was of a guy with spiked ears, black armor and a black cloak.

Of course Tony could tell that Roland wanted his help in building a suit of armor.

For a craftsman of Tony's level, this is certainly not a problem. To be honest, this kind of thing is not even worthy of asking him to do it himself.

Then why did Roland still...

Turning back, Tony looked at his unfinished armor.

"You don't want to..."

"Ok?"

Following Tony's gaze, Roland also saw half of the armor that Tony had made. He let out a sudden realization and Roland shook his head.

"Of course not. Even if you want to get me that, I don't want it. With my fighting style, there's no point in using that.

Use metal. "

As he said that, Roland lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the paper. While writing, he told Tony what this place should be like, what function that place should have, which parts should be disassembled, and how thick they should be. How many.

After completely listening to all Roland's requests, Tony did some math in his mind.

"It's made of metal. The defense is definitely enough, but are you sure you don't need additional power support? The thing made like this must weigh at least 200 kilograms. Even if some lightweight and expensive materials are used, it will definitely not be less. At 140 kilograms.

Roland, this is equivalent to you fighting with someone on your back. "

Compared with the data and requirements given by Roland, compared with the real Batman armor, it must be an enlarged and enhanced version.

But for Roland, this is actually better, because he has great strength and physical strength that Batman does not have, and in terms of flexibility and agility, he does not need to expect things like a gliding cape and a nail gun hook.

All that is needed is this shape and the defensive power it should have, that is enough.

As for the rest, it doesn't matter.

I'm not really Batman, so what do I care about.

However, at this point, Roland suddenly had a new idea.

"By the way, build another one of this thing. I'll pay for it."

Picking up the pen again, Roland started drawing again on the paper. Although his drawings were extremely abstract, fortunately he was an adult with a mouth and could make good use of his ability to speak to tell Tony that he needed a car. What kind of car.

"No wonder you said you would pay."

According to the requirements given by Roland, Tony did another mental calculation. After counting the accessories, corresponding replacement modules, materials, etc., Roland's two "big toys" would cost a lot of money.

Tony is very rich, but he knows that a guy like Roland is definitely not short of money. He also has shares in Stark Industries. Why should I help him with this money? Doesn't my labor count?

Of course, there is no need for a contract or anything like that between friends. Just make a verbal agreement and forget it.

"However, the two things you need, armor, are okay. As long as you don't require weight, it has no technical content and is just a matter of money.

You'll have to wait a little longer for the car. "

Although Tony is a genius, he is also a normal human being, and work takes time. Especially when he is still struggling to get his own big toy.

"No problem. Help me repair the Rose Heavy Armor first. Don't worry about the rest."

After the two exchanged these serious matters, they chatted for a while. Roland always felt that he had forgotten to tell Tony something, but he couldn't figure it out after much thought, so he finally let it go.

Not long after, Tony went back to continue making his big gift, and Roland also borrowed another soundproof room in Tony's huge studio, allowing Tony to use his money and energy to quickly turn this soundproof room into a A forge room.

Repairing the heavy armor was one thing, but on the other hand, Roland really felt that the rapier was uncomfortable to use.

This time, Roland is planning to build himself a legendary and powerful heavy weapon!

"Then, should I choose a two-handed sword or a mace..."

........................

night.

After a busy day, Master Wanda put down his work and cooked himself a bowl of instant noodles. From the time he and Roland went out together during the day until now, he simply ate something outside, then returned home and has been busy until now.

Fortunately, Roland hasn't come back yet, otherwise Master Wanda's sudden decoration work may not have gone so smoothly.

During the day, after suddenly realizing that she and Roland were the only two people left at home, Wanda felt an inexplicable and panicky feeling.

She didn't know what she was panicking about, but she was just panicking.

Logically speaking, given her ability, it would not be difficult to go out and get some money, or simply get some money from Roland, and find a place to live by herself, but...

Wanda herself felt that living alone was a very scary thing after all.

This probably stems from the psychological shadow of being locked up in a glass house for so many years.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that continuing to live here has become the only option.

But she just panicked.

So, she went and bought a bunch of alarms, touch devices, mouse traps...

After a busy afternoon, I arranged these things under the windowsill and in various places outside the courtyard wall.

Wanda herself didn't know what she was thinking. She seemed to have subconsciously ignored whether these things would be really useful, and deliberately didn't think about it.

Anyway, I did take the necessary precautions, and there was nothing I could do about the rest.

How to describe it, probably, it's like covering yourself up in a quilt because you're afraid of ghosts.

The ostrich is the original bird.

After eating, Wanda returned to her own exclusive spot on the sofa, leaning on the pillow, holding a stuffed toy, and turned on the TV.

Maybe it's because she didn't grasp the time accurately today and couldn't keep up with the plot of the soap opera, but Wanda was always a little absent-minded.

Obviously a few days ago, after Pietro moved away completely, she lived alone, and she didn't think it was anything wrong at that time. But today Roland came back, and he was not here now. Wanda felt that why did she live in this house? It's so empty.

After watching half an episode of the soap opera and a lot of advertisements with empty eyes, Wanda came back to her senses when the opening song played again.

"I'm not sick, am I?"

Touch forehead.

"No."

It was really weird. She shook her head. Wanda was worried about turning off the TV, going back to sleep, and thinking about these things tomorrow.

As soon as she lifted up the remote control, she heard a click from the yard outside.

My mousetrap!

Are there really mice? !
Or is Roland back? No, why did he really go over the wall?

I was still wondering, but the next second, a series of clicking sounds sounded.

Is this Roland too?
"wrong!"

A feeling of palpitations suddenly flashed through her heart, Wanda's eyes instantly turned red, and she raised her hand to hold up a shield like smoke.

then……

Bang bang bang bang...!
There was loud gunfire, and bullets were fired from all corners of the yard, breaking the glass, smashing the cabinets, and smashing the TV.

"My house! My home!"

After Wanda shouted sadly, she watched several RPGs flying in from outside.

"No!"

boom!
There was a loud bang.

(End of this chapter)