Mark took an ice pack from the freezer and handed it to Dad Tony.
Tony was struggling to dismantle his Mark II suit with the help of a bunch of robotic arms. The icing at high altitude had caused some structural parts to deform slightly, making the process even more difficult.
Tony took the ice pack that Mark handed to him and gently applied it on his head where a big bump had appeared. "Hiss~" Tony took a breath of cold air, not knowing whether it was from the cold or the pain.
"I told you to let Beat come over and show you. Is he really okay?" Looking at his unreliable father, Mark asked with concern.
"It's okay, I just bumped into it accidentally. You have to have confidence in the battle suit I developed. By the way, how's the progress on your side? I already have a finished product." Tony changed the subject stubbornly.
"It's okay. Everything else is going smoothly. However, the design of the weapon system I replaced encountered some obstacles during implementation, so the progress will definitely be slower than yours." Mark shrugged helplessly and told Tony about his progress.
"Normal, normal! Hahaha, after all, I am the father and you are the son, there is nothing shameful in losing to me! Let me tell you, the feeling of me flying in the air wearing the Mark II just now was simply amazing, it's a pity that you can't experience it, hahaha!" After knowing that he was faster, Tony laughed triumphantly and released his own taunting move.
Mark turned his head away and rolled his eyes. He didn't want to see the smug, triumphant expression on his dad's face. With a quick glance, Mark saw a neatly packaged box on the workbench, with a coffee cup on top.
Mark pointed to the box on the table and asked, "What is this? Is it a gift from someone?"
Following the direction of Mark's finger, Tony also turned his head and looked over. "Oh, that should be what Pepper sent over before. I was busy dealing with the Mark II matter later and didn't have time to open it and take a look. Jarvis, hurry up!"
"Okay, sir." After receiving the order, Jarvis controlled the mechanical arm to speed up the disassembly of the suit and quickly helped Tony free himself.
Mark took the coffee cup off the box and saw a note signed by Pepper. He handed the box to Tony: "Sister Pepper finally gave you a gift, and you didn't respond quickly. You deserve to be single. Open it and take a look!"
Tony looked at the box in his hand, carefully tore off the sticky note on it, and then opened the brown paper wrapping it. When the outer packaging was completely removed, a miniature glass display box was revealed, and inside the box was the old Ark reactor that Pepper had helped Tony replace.
Tony asked Pepper to help him deal with it, burn it, bury it, it didn't matter which one it was, Tony didn't care, as he said, he was not a nostalgic person.
However, Tony didn't expect that Pepper would repackage it and give it to him as a gift. At this time, there was an extra line of text on the old reactor - [Tony Stark has a warm heart].
Tony smiled knowingly. From that moment on, Tony was sure that he had fallen deeply in love with this woman and could not extricate himself.
Mark came over and looked at this classic, familiar yet unfamiliar scene, and the words written on the Ark reactor. Mark only said one sentence to Tony: "If you break her heart, don't expect me to call you daddy in the future."
"I know. If I really do that, please wake me up, my dear son!"
"Don't worry, I would have done the same thing even if you hadn't told me. Beating up assholes is my favorite sideshow. By the way, why did you fall just now? Haven't the stabilizers and thrusters been calibrated?"
"I flew too high. At the maximum altitude, high-altitude icing occurred, and the suit's system crashed. However, the specific cause will not be known until after testing. Jarvis, how is the analysis going?"
"The results have been uploaded to your private server, sir."
"Open it quickly and take a look. I have reminded you long ago that the suit should have a defense mechanism against extreme cold and heat. You have suffered a loss!" Mark finally got back at Tony, but he was also very harsh and retorted to him.
Tony was speechless and could only obediently open the analysis results. "The work records show that the main sensor of the battle suit failed above 40,000 feet. The entire pressurization system also had problems. It's probably caused by icing."
"A very accurate observation, sir. If you plan on visiting other planets, perhaps we should enhance our exhaust system."
"Hahahaha!" Jarvis's sneak attack and suggestions made Mark next to him laugh so hard that his stomach hurt.
Tony glanced at Mark awkwardly, then feigned composure as he continued communicating with Jarvis. "Contact the Sith Corporation and have them reconfigure the metal material for the outer shell. Use the gold-titanium alloy from the Seraph satellite. That should maintain the power-to-weight ratio while also strengthening the fuselage. Got it?"
"Yes, sir. Do I need to color it as instructed in the instructions?"
"That's right!"
"By the way, I remember there is an annual party of the Fire House tonight. You have always been the award presenter. Don't you need to go?" Mark reminded Tony as if he suddenly remembered something.
"Jarvis, turn on the TV."
"Yes, sir."
Tonight, the heat is on, right here at the red-carpeted Walt Disney Concert Hall, where Tony Stark presents his third annual benefit for the Fire Department's Home Foundation.
Listening to the hostess's endless introduction on TV, Tony asked, "Jarvis, did I receive their invitation?"
"I have no records here sir."
"Oh, it seems that the big money man Tony Stark has been forgotten—" Mark sneered sarcastically.
He hasn't been seen in public since that ridiculous and highly controversial press conference. Some claim he's suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder and has been bedridden for weeks. Whatever the truth, no one expects him to appear tonight...
Tony calmly watched the live coverage on TV until Jarvis informed him that the rendering of the suit's paint job was complete. "That's a bit ostentatious, isn't it? What do you think?"
Looking at the all-over gold, glittering color scheme, it seemed a bit too much for someone as high-profile as Tony.
"What can I think? You are always ambiguous, sir." Jarvis's fatal complaint appeared again.
Mark suggested, "How about adding a little fiery red?"
What Mark suggested was indeed Iron Man's classic color scheme, and he also thought the combination of red and gold looked good, so he made the suggestion.
Tony nodded. Mark's idea coincided with his. "You are worthy of being my own son, Jarvis. Do as you are told."
"It does keep you more low-key, sir.
—Rendering complete."
Looking at the rendering on the screen, Tony smiled with satisfaction, "Well, I like it! Let's make it like this and paint it."
"Automated assembly has begun and is expected to be completed in five hours."
Tony looked at his watch, then turned to Mark and asked, "Do you want to go to the party together?"
"The kind that makes a big fuss?" Mark raised his eyebrows.
"You still understand me--" Tony drove the supercar and took Mark to the Disney Concert Hall.
What Tony didn't know was that the Ten Rings gang members who had managed to survive the terrorist base where he was imprisoned had already found the wreckage of the Mark I in the desert and were trying to restore it. However, due to the fact that the gang was composed of illiterate men who only knew how to fight with guns, they hadn't made any progress, and the danger was not over yet...
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