People Are in Marvel: at the Beginning, the Diga Magic Wand Was Smashed

　　His name is Adrian, and he is the boss of the Lower Stark Building.

　　"Hey, don't do that!"

　　Adrian saw a worker using a machine to break down a huge piece of metal.

　　He walked over quickly and stopped him.

　　"The guy in your hand can't take this big man apart."

　　He looked left and right, and picked up a weapon from the ground that was clearly left by the Chitauri.

　　"Alien things have to be used to shake the rubbish they've left behind."

　　Swish!

　　Swish!

　　Adrian skillfully pressed the button on the weapon, a blue energy bar lit up, then raised the weapon and cut two large pieces of scrap directly from the metal wreckage without any effort.

　　"Did you see it? Just do it."

　　He tapped the worker on the shoulder.

　　At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

　　Adrian was about to teach the next person, 643, when he turned his head and saw a dozen or so people walking in.

　　A dozen men in suits surrounded a woman with gray hair in the middle.

　　The woman walked over and spoke quickly in a voice that was loud enough for everyone to hear.

　　"All post-war clean-up work is now under our jurisdiction, in accordance with Order B, Line Z."

　　"So I'm very sorry, your service will stop here, please leave the next thing to us."

　　"To you? Walter?!" Adrian was stunned for a moment, then looked in disbelief.

　　He looked at the woman: "Are you serious?"

　　When a woman speaks, it is a standard official accent.

　　"Sorry, Mr. Toombs, but as per the executive order, we are now taking over all the cleanup."

　　"You take over? Who are you?"

　　"Professionals." The woman didn't speak, and a man in a suit beside her replied.

　　At the same time, the man in the suit came over and took out an executive order and placed it in front of Adrian.

　　"Walt...Fark?"

　　Look at the clear big stamp on the Z order.

　　After a long while, Adrian squeezed two words out of his throat.

　　And his face was completely gloomy.

　　...

　　"twenty three..."

　　"twenty three..."

　　"48... hiss~"

　　It was already nighttime, but there was always a sound coming from a mansion near New York Bay.

　　In the underground studio, Tony held a needle-shaped tool and stabbed a needle into his arm every few seconds.

　　And along with his needle-piercing action, in addition to counting one by one, there were occasional cries of pain.

　　Opposite him, Su Yang was sitting on a comfortable massage chair with a helpless expression on his face.

　　"I said Tony, you're being too hard on yourself... oh, Patty, thank you."

　　Su Yang took the juice from Pai Daxing, took a sip, then turned around and continued to look at Tony speechlessly.

　　"Obviously there is a space ring, and the armor can be carried with you, why..."

　　"Su, you don't understand."

　　Tony frowned and continued to puncture the needle. He raised his head and said while implanting a sensing device in his arm.

　　"I'm not like you, Su."

　　"You are very strong, so you don't need something like a battle armor to protect yourself, but I can't."

　　"Although there is a space ring... well, that thing is really useful, but what if, I said, what if my ring fell off, or was stolen by someone else?"

　　"What should I do then?"

　　"So I have to..."

　　Su Yang said helplessly: "So you have to use this method to control your armor?"

　　"That's right!" Tony raised his brows and said narcissistically. "Isn't it a very genius idea!? Hiss-Fake! How can it be so painful!"

　　But within two seconds of the narcissistic expression appearing, he let out a pained cry.

　　Obviously, the further back you go, the more painful the implanted micro-sensing device is.

　　Although it was painful, he was in pain and happy.

　　He is very satisfied that he has come up with this method of implanting a sensing device into the body, so that he can wear the armor quickly and even remotely.

　　At this point, it had been some time since the end of the Great War in New York.

　　The war brought Tony a lot of insights, the most obvious of which is-promoted him to more actively study the armor and update them.

　　The implantable sensor wearable device that he thought of this time was his latest invention to solve the problem that sometimes the armor could not be quickly replaced due to damage.

　　"Ok!"

　　"All implants have been successfully implanted, and the performance begins!"

　　After the last induction device was injected, Tony wiped the blood on his arm and stood up.

　　 "Jarvis, some music!"

　　He stood in the open area in the center of the studio and gave Su Yang a smug smile.

　　Tony beamed with excitement as Jarvis started playing an intense rock tune.

　　"Hey baby, come on!"

　　He raised his right hand, palm up, exposing the location where the sensing device had been injected into his arm.

　　Looking at the armor parts on the workbench a few meters away, there is anticipation in his eyes.

　　"Move! Move my baby...beautiful!"

　　The miniature induction device is used for traction, and the brain waves provide control signals.

　　Under Tony's strong control, finally, it seemed like there was life.

　　The parts of the battle armor that had been sitting quietly on the workbench suddenly began to tremble.

　　After a moment.

　　Swish!

　　A piece of leg armor sprayed up first, suspended in the air.

　　"Huh? Why did the leg armor come first?"

　　Looking at the leg armor floating in the air, the next moment suddenly flew towards him.

　　There was a hint of doubt in Tony's eyes.

　　But before he could think about it, in the blink of an eye, the mechanical leg armor flew in front of him!

　　"Hey hey hey, stop! Stop!"

　　Tony was a little confused.

　　Because after this leg armor flew over, it actually covered his arm directly!

　　He screamed as he stretched out his other hand, trying to yank it off his arm.

　　But... ka ka ka~~~

　　With a crisp metallic sound, the leg armor, in a very twisted posture, was forcibly locked on his arm!

　　And because Tony wanted to pull it down too much, this time, he also activated the other parts of the armor that didn't move.

　　buzz~

　　Swish swish!

　　Robotic arms, backs, breastplates, helmets!

　　The other parts of the armor also flew towards him one after another.

　　Tony:...

　　After a while, Tony was trapped in a very weird assembled display rack, and the whole person was sluggish.

　　...it turns out that his invention is really easy to use and very effective.

　　Every part of the battle armor senses as expected, and it can fly over and merge on its own.

　　But embarrassingly...he got the sensor wrong!

　　The leg armor is attached to the arm armor, and the back armor is attached to the breastplate.

　　The most outrageous, the armor that protects the important parts of the crotch actually flew to the head!

　　Steady cover his brain shell.

　　"Pfft!"

　　Looking at Tony's weird shape, the head of 'Ultraman' was hanging on his crotch, Su Yang couldn't hold it back, and a sip of juice directly sprayed Pai Daxing's face!

　　What is this called?

　　Iron Man wrong evolution?

　　"Laugh if you want..." Tony spread his hands weakly.