Chapter 1067 Mark 42!

"Forty-six!"

"what!"

"forty seven!"

"Oh!"

In the basement at the bottom of the villa, Tony Stark sat alone at a table and shot down his arm with an injection gun.

"Forty eight!"

"Oh!"

After gritting his teeth and finishing the last shot at the front of his arm, Tony Stark put down the injection gun, picked up the gauze he was biting in his mouth, and wiped the blood oozing from his arm.

"Micro sensor implantation completed!"

While wiping the blood on his arm, Tony Stark said, and there was a look of impatience on his face.

Just then, Jarvis' voice sounded in the room.

"Sir, please give me a few hours to calibrate."

"no need!"

Tony Stark can't wait to test his new suit, calibrating or something, just do it later.

"As you wish, sir."

Jarvis' voice sounded again.

"I also prepared a safety manual for you."

"I don't need that thing!"

Tony Stark can't even wait for the calibration of the sensor, and he doesn't even bother to read any safety manual. With his long-standing style, of course, go straight to it!

"Okay, let's get started!"

Throwing the blood-stained gauze in his hand onto the table, Tony Stark stood up and strode towards a circular platform in the middle of the room.

"Sir, you haven't rested for seventy-two hours"

Jarvis tried to persuade Tony Stark, but he was directly ignored.

Standing on the platform, Tony Stark turned to look at the row of Mark 1, Mark 2 and several other original steel battle suits placed in the showcase on the side of the room. Like a speech at a press conference, he said solemnly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, welcome to the delivery room! I'm very happy to announce to you that your mighty little brother is about to be born!"

After Tony Stark finished speaking, he turned to look at the pile of scattered battle suit parts placed on the table in front of him, and the expression on his face became solemn.

"Mark 42 Adaptive Active Navigation Assembles the armor, start the assembly process!"

Tony Stark's voice just fell, and the parts of the battle suit placed on the table in front of him suddenly lit up with blue light and seemed to be activated.

Tony Stark couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and then said.

"Jarvis, some music!"

Following Tony Stark's instruction, the vinyl record player on the other table next to him was activated, and a burst of melodious music sounded. Tony Stark twisted along with the music for a while, feeling very good.

This time, I was busy for three nights and closed my eyes for 72 hours. Finally, it was time to test the final result!

He spent a lot of effort on this Mark 42 suit, which is very different from the previous suits.

Whether it can achieve the effect he expects depends on this test!

Tony Stark immediately stopped his body, which was twisting with the music, and looked at the pile of battle suit parts lying on the table a few meters in front of him.

After waiting for several seconds, nothing happened, and Tony Stark couldn't help frowning.

"waste!"

Retracting his posture, Tony Stark angrily patted the part where the sensor was injected on his arm a few times, and then he once again assumed the posture of a white crane and bright wings. This time, the parts of the battle suit on the table were finally available. reaction!

In the sound of the propeller running, one of the parts first slowly rose from the table, and then the main propeller started violently, a white flame spurted out, and the armor part slammed towards Tony Stark. Flying away, it just caught on his outstretched left hand.

Immediately, this part quickly unfolded, deformed, and quickly wrapped the entire palm to the forearm!

Immediately afterwards, two more parts flew over from the table quickly, landed on Tony Stark's shoulders and upper arms, and immediately unfolded. In a blink of an eye, his entire left arm was completely wrapped in armor!

Upon seeing this, Tony Stark raised his arms again, and his right hand moved forward, again posing as a white crane with wings. This time, another battle suit part flew over and wrapped his right hand.

Tony Stark couldn't help laughing happily when he saw this.

"Haha, it seems no problem! Come on!"

Tony Stark raised his arms and made a full-dress gesture. The parts of the battle suits on the table were suspended from the table one by one and flew towards Tony Stark one by one.

The biggest difference between the Mark 42 made by Tony Stark this time and the ones made before is the huge change in the way of dressing!

Mark No. 42 is no longer a complete battle armor, but has been decomposed into a dozen individual battle suit parts, each of which has built-in propellers and can fly independently in the air.

Tony Stark implanted forty-eight micro-sensors all over his body. When he made some preset special actions, the sensors in his body would capture these action commands, which are equivalent to gesture operations, and control Mark forty. Number two dress according to instructions!

Even if it is a long distance, as long as he is in a dressed posture, no matter how far it is, the Mark No. 42 suit will start quickly, fly towards Tony Stark's position, and according to the sensor quickly in their respective positions. Dress for the location!

If successful, the flexibility of this suit and the speed of dressing will far exceed all previous suits!

However, just when Tony Stark lifted his leg to catch the flying leg armor and finished the dressing of his right leg, two parts almost flew towards him at a high speed. Look at them rushing towards With the rapid momentum and the violent sound of breaking through the air, Tony Stark could not help but dodge away, and an armored component passed by him and slammed into the glass of the initial battle suit showcase behind him with a bang. Directly embedded in!

Another armor component, Tony Stark, didn't have time to dodge completely, so he could only raise his arm to block.

"when!"

A metal crash sounded, but after hitting the armor on Tony Stark's arm, the rapidly flying armor part collapsed and flew out, hitting the ceiling and damaging the lights.

"Maybe a little too fast, slow down, slow down a little more!"

Tony Stark hurriedly ordered Jarvis, but before he finished speaking, an armored part flew towards his head. If he was hit, it would definitely end badly. I think that the handsome and compelling face can't be kept, and it will be light to turn into a pig's head, and maybe the teeth will be polished!