Chapter 1066 New York Morning Chat Radio (Part 1)

The winter atmosphere approaching Christmas finally emerged from the cold and silence with some worldly excitement. Outside the balcony, a shuttle full of passengers passed by from time to time, adding some unique vitality to the early morning.

Schiller still lived in Eddie's house, not because he didn't want to move back to his clinic, but because his only two residences in New York had accidents.

The Arkham Sanatorium Skytrain Station was only a little bit away from completion, but Jarvis suddenly turned off the power himself, causing the project to stop urgently. Although it was soon taken over by the next automated engineering machinery, the promised mute device was not installed. Even if it was running, there would be a loud noise, and Schiller couldn't rest well.

The small clinic in Hell's Kitchen was also bombed. The last time Eddie took Bob to get medicine, Bob directly threw the bomb he intended to use to blow up the shuttle in the basement.

Later, Bob had evil thoughts about the expensive medicines in the small clinic. In the middle of the night, he wanted to break into the clinic to steal the medicines. As a result, because he had no experience and went there in the middle of the night, he accidentally detonated a bomb when he broke into the basement, which almost killed him. The clinic structure also collapsed, and the entire ground floor was uninhabitable.

Schiller could only continue to stay with Eddie, but fortunately, because Eddie made a lot of money as an editor-in-chief, and because he was willing to downgrade his consumption and rent a house on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, he could rent a bigger house for the same price.

The house that Eddie rented now has three bedrooms and two living rooms with two large terraces. Although it is an old-fashioned apartment, it is completely suitable for him, Schiller and Thor to live in it in terms of area.

A few days before Christmas, Schiller got up at 5:30 in the morning according to his very punctual biological clock. The first thing he did after getting up was to take medicine. Of course, it was not the painkillers he used to paralyze his brain before, but some anti-anxiety drugs.

Of course, due to the existence of the gray fog, Schiller did not have any physiological lesions, so these drugs became placebos. He could take them whenever he remembered, and forget it when he could not remember.

Schiller took off his nightcap from his head, went to the bathroom, washed up briefly, and began to look for ingredients in the refrigerator and prepare to make breakfast.

Just then, the door was suddenly knocked. Schiller frowned at the rapid knocking sound of "dong dong dong" coming from outside the door.

He knew that it could not be a courier or a newspaper deliveryman. There was no door-to-door delivery service in this block. Even if there was, they would not knock on the door in this way, as if you opened the door one second later, the other party would immediately shoot.

Schiller put down the lettuce in his hand, walked to the door, opened the door, and found that Stark, who was bruised and swollen, was standing outside the door.

Schiller raised his head, glanced at the air above his head, rubbed his eyes again, and then closed the door with a "bang".

After opening the door again, Stark slowly withdrew his hand that wanted to continue to smash the door. After confirming that this was not an illusion, Schiller looked Stark up and down and found that he was not in a good state now.

First of all, Stark was wearing a special battle suit, which was different from the battle suits with nanotechnology and compression folding technology that he had studied before. It was more like the original version of the armed battle suit, that is, you have to walk on it yourself before the battle suit can be closed and work.

Moreover, even this primitive battle suit was not quite complete. Stark only wore the chest armor and the left arm armor. The entire right arm armor and the left hand armor were all gone. Only one leg armor was worn neatly, and the other disappeared from the knees.

Schiller opened his mouth, and before something more cunning was about to come out, he saw the wound on Stark's face, and he purified his language a little, and then said, "Recently, have you been interested in holding a fashion show for all your mechas?"

Stark stretched out his hand without the gauntlet, touched the wound on his face, and took a breath of cold air. Then, he looked at Schiller and smiled brightly. Schiller also smiled at him, but did not mean to give way at all, so Stark could only stretch out two fingers, pinched them together, and said, "A small experimental error."

"What happened?" Eddie walked out rubbing his eyes, opening one eye and closing the other, with one eye raised and one eye lowered. When Schiller looked back at him, he just stepped aside, and Stark squeezed into the door "whoosh".

Eddie licked his lips and looked at the embarrassed Stark from head to toe. Venom's voice came out of his mouth:

"From the area of ​​your battle suit and the direction of the scratches, you should have been hit by a large truck just now. Before I laugh at you, I must ask you a question. Didn't your mother teach you not to knock on the door so hard before confirming that no one is sleeping in the room? !!!!!"

Looking at the saliva sprayed by Venom, Stark took two steps back with some disgust, wiped the surface of his battle suit with his hand, then stretched out his hand to gesture on his body, looked at Schiller and Eddie with a surprised look, and said: "Don't you find that this new battle suit has anything special?"

"It's so broken, is that special?" Schiller turned around, without looking at Stark, and walked back to the refrigerator to start choosing ingredients to cook.

"This is a suit made of an alloy of molten steel and vibranium. This is my first molten steel and vibranium alloy suit!" Stark raised his voice and introduced: "In the past, no one has ever been able to make an alloy of these two metals, but I succeeded!"

Eddie touched his face and said: "Let's not talk about it first, whether anyone has been able to do it in the past, are you sure... you succeeded?"

Stark looked down at his slightly embarrassed image, touched his nose, and then said: "This is a test version. The properties of this alloy are a little more difficult to control than I thought. Some parts of the parts are not particularly compatible, and the cooperation between them is also a little lacking..."

"But it doesn't matter, this is exactly the purpose of making it! I came here today, just I hope to invite you to give this souvenir of the milestone progress in materials science a loud and nice name! "

At this time, Thor, who was awakened, came out with his hands on his waist. He was naked from the waist up, with smooth muscle lines all over his body. He shook his blond hair, squinted his eyes, looked at Stark and said: "... Did you crash?"

Stark immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and shouted: "What do you mean by crash? ! ! This is just a small mistake in the testing phase! ! ! "

"Okay, it's a crash." Thor walked to the kitchen island, took the cold beer handed to him by Schiller, opened the can and poured two mouthfuls into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction.

Stark stood there and sighed, looked down at his toes, and the shoe on the foot without toenails was broken.

Stark coughed twice and said casually, "So, is this a post station you opened for your friends? The great Stark has come here, shouldn't you provide a little help in maintenance and upkeep?"

Eddie also walked to the chopping board, and Schiller just brought a plate of celery over. The two of them gathered together. Schiller looked back at Stark and whispered, "It's probably that he crashed halfway through the flight. He looked so embarrassed that he didn't have the face to go back to see his father..."

Eddie took a piece of celery and put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said while chewing : "I think he is more likely to be too embarrassed to see Pepper..."

The two nodded together, and Stark stood at the door and yelled at them: "Don't think I can't hear you!... Can't you find me a pair of shoes before talking?"

Thor, who was lying on the sofa drinking beer, pointed to the shoe cabinet at the door and said: "The second to last layer, slippers, shoe covers and sneakers are all there."

Stark limped to the side of the shoe cabinet, and with his gauntlet-covered hands, he took out a pair of brand new disposable slippers, put them on, and swaggered to the sofa and sat next to Thor.

Thor put his hands on the back of the sofa, turned to look at Stark, and asked, "How is Jarvis?"

Stark propped his elbows on his knees, touched the stubble on his chin with his hands, and said, "I decided to delete Jarvis's underlying protocol. What do you think?"

"I'm not a human, so I don't have any opinions to express, but I think it's best not to let too many people know about this. Humans are too suspicious. They won't be willing to hand over so much important data to a robot with independent consciousness." Thor walked to the island counter, took another can of cold beer, and handed it to Stark.

"I believe in Jarvis." Stark opened the beer and took a sip. He grinned because of the cold, and then said, "But what you said makes sense, so I don't plan to tell anyone except you. You also have to keep Jarvis secret..."

Eddie brought the freshly made vegetable salad to the coffee table and patted Stark on the shoulder. Stark looked back at him.

Eddie walked back and said, "Originally, I also felt that intelligent life with independent consciousness was not so reliable, but after thinking about it carefully, it would be even more unreliable to hand over this information to Congress, the military or private groups. It would be better to hand it over to Jarvis."

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with this suit?" Thor reached out and patted Stark's arm with the armor attached, saying, "It looks a little different. It looks heavier and stronger than some of your original suits that are more convenient to wear. It seems to have some other functions..."

"You are very knowledgeable." Stark was happy, Thor said. He snorted and said, "Don't treat the gods of Asgard as bumpkins who have never seen the world. Asgard has already experienced the stages of technological development that you humans have experienced."

"In fact, we have also developed similar individual weapons and made some achievements. The Destroyer is one of them. However, later we found that our individual qualities are too strong. No matter what kind of weapons, they will only drag down our agility, so we gave up this path."

Stark snapped his fingers, took another sip of cold beer, and said, "You hit the point. This new suit is officially based on the Destroyer."

"Before, I was always pursuing the speed of arming, as well as the lightness and flexibility of the suit, but now, I find that I need a set of heavy armor to enhance my close combat ability, and can also be used to control the opponent when necessary."

"Thanks to the gift of nature, the Destroyer suit has given me a lot of inspiration. In addition, the breakthrough in materials science brought about by the successful refining of molten steel and vibranium alloy is also a necessary factor for the successful development of this suit..."

"More importantly..." Stark became more and more excited, and his tone gradually became high-pitched: "The previous nano suits and folding suits are more suitable for arming humans with combat experience, but this suit is more suitable for autonomous combat..."

"Moreover, not only combat, as long as it is equipped with a sufficiently intelligent AI, it can complete many cosmic tasks for humans, allowing precious astronauts to be safer and play a greater role..."

"So, you are wearing such an advanced, high-tech, and cross-era armor, and you hit a truck? ... And you haven't hit it before?" Thor asked.

"I've said it all!! This is just a beta version!!!" Stark stood up and shouted, "Besides, these lost parts have an automatic pathfinding function, and they will be back soon!"

"Swoosh-bang! Bang!"

A black shadow broke through the glass, drew a beautiful straight line in the air, and hit Stark's nose head-on.

The three turned their heads and focused their attention on the visor parts that had just flown up and achieved a fatal blow.

Stark took the bloody parts off his face with his trembling arms. He saw Thor and Eddie's heads coming over in a blur, and Schiller stretched out a mobile phone camera.

With a "click", Schiller took back the phone. Stark, who was lying on the ground, widened his eyes. Schiller came over, squatted beside his head, shook the phone and said:

"If you don't want the recipient of my text message to be Howard or Pepper, shouldn't you consider increasing the budget for your health and medical treatment in the next quarter?"

"Schiller!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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