At noon, the two chefs who had been invited from the hotel brought a small carload of expensive, high-quality ingredients and started working in the kitchen.
Stark was still engrossed in what he was operating on his tablet.
John also held a tablet, flipping through some current news, and suddenly a piece caught his eye.
'In the early hours of this morning, Officer Chandler was patrolling and encountered a taxi parked on the side of the road with a corpse next to it...'
John took a closer look and determined that it was the criminal from the previous night. The report said that based on fingerprints and traces at the scene, he indeed committed the first dozen murders.
John, who usually paid little attention to the news, realized what had happened and sighed.
Tony was a little puzzled. The laser pointer in his hand pointed at John's tablet twice, and the same interface appeared on the computer Tony was using.
"A murder? The murderer died? John, why are you following this news?" Tony asked, puzzled.
John glanced at the two chefs nearby and shrugged, "It's nothing, just taking a look. Do you know anything about this?"
"No, I haven't been paying attention!" Tony looked at the chefs and said, "Hurry up, we're all starving. This child is still growing, you know. You're killing young people!"
Soon, the sumptuous food was on the table one dish after another. Stark also emphasized that the chefs prepare portions for four people, wanting to see if John could eat as much as Pepper claimed.
As the food was served, John's speed of eating gradually increased. He enjoyed the best filet mignon, truffles, caviar, and seafood delivered by air.
These top-notch delicacies finally made John feel the joy of eating. Tony also opened a bottle of Bordeaux wine and drank by himself.
It's a pity that John was underage; otherwise, he would have liked to taste the expensive bottle of red wine.
Soon, the two chefs who had been working hard couldn't keep up with John's appetite. Tony also put down his wine glass and watched John continue to eat.
John's stomach seemed like an incinerator. All the food vanished, even after he had eaten the ninth steak, the third plate of shrimp, two twelve-inch pizzas, and countless other side dishes, his belly remained flat.
In short, Tony watched John eat all the food, and the two chefs were sweating from exhaustion.
"John, is there another dimension in your belly? Or is it a tiny black hole?"
Tony widened his eyes and looked at John, who was walking aside. "You have eaten half your weight in food. How can your stomach hold it all? Are you doing magic?"
The two chefs left after packing their things. Their wages were settled by Stark Industries.
Tony tried to hug John. When John did not resist, Tony gave it a try, but there was not much change.
"Although I am not very proficient in human biology, I am still very curious about your body structure. Are you really willing to be tested?"
Although he had only been in contact with John for two or three days, Stark decided to ask this question again.
"I have no problem. I am not afraid to delay the production of Mark II!" John said with a smile.
"It doesn't take much time. Seriously, you remind me of a project I had ten years ago. At that time, I tried to imitate the super soldier serum. As a result, I found that the calculation results were very uncertain. It was too dangerous to be implemented."
"I know, on the last day of 1999, you encountered a plant explosion in that woman's house, right?" John followed Tony towards the laboratory.
"At that time, Captain America was still the hero that people yearned for. Because of this, many changes occurred, including the green monster. I think you know."
"Yes, yes, Captain America is not dead. Did you know that?"
"What?" Tony turned around in shock.
"Yes, and he will be coming out soon. You'll have a chance to see him again! By the way, he and your father, Mr. Howard Stark, were good friends. You should call him uncle by seniority," John said with a smile.
"Stop kidding." Tony smiled awkwardly.
"Actually, I have been wondering. You know I know many things about the past and the future, but you don't seem to ask me how or why?"
John and Tony arrived at the laboratory. Tony found a set of tools and said, "I don't want to know my future. This would limit my thinking. If I encounter something I really want to know, I will naturally ask you, but not now."
"Okay, I'll take a tube of blood for a test!" Tony looked at John with curiosity in his eyes.
John rolled up his sleeves, put his hand on the mat, and squeezed his palm lightly, causing his blue veins to appear. Tony leaned in with the needle and suddenly called out, "John, am I seeing things? Are your blood vessels glowing?"
The tip of the needle stabbed, and the muscles on the arm were slightly recessed, but it didn't penetrate. Even when Tony added more force, the needle still didn't enter the flesh.
"Unbelievable. Are your muscles so strong?" Tony released the needle, leaving only an invisible white spot that disappeared with a touch.
"Well, try again. I'll try not to use my strength," John said, amused.
Tony used most of his strength, even bending the metal needle slightly before it barely pierced into the blood vessel.
The small vacuum tube connected to the needle absorbed the blood, and the bright red blood with a little golden light flowed into the catheter, slowly filling the vacuum bottle.
Tony's eyes widened, and he leaned closer, staring at the golden light in the hose.
He pulled out the needle, and the small scar healed as soon as John's feet touched the ground, within a second.
Tony took the small tube of blood and quickly walked to the observation platform, placing two drops on a glass slide, putting half in the machine, and storing the other half in the freezer.
Tony did not observe anything unusual under the microscope. It was no different from ordinary human blood. Even after a delay, the golden light disappeared.
"It's weird. What is that glowing thing?" Tony couldn't figure it out, but the test results from the machine would take some time.
"John, go and test your physical fitness. I prepared the equipment, especially for you. The goods just arrived today. It has a load limit of one ton and an accuracy of 100 grams. I am looking forward to your performance."