Chapter 1326 Interstellar Stage (Thirty-Three)

Many of the data in Tony Stark's laboratory data are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The genius scientist's jumping thinking makes him not completely follow the requirements of data recording when recording certain key data, so it seems not very coherent, and even ordinary scientists can hardly understand it.

This phenomenon, which is a bit like a knowledge barrier, is one-sided. Stark can almost understand the experimental data of other scientists in his professional field, so he thinks that if it is another of his own experimental data, it should not be difficult to read.

As a result, Stark saw a series of data that made him a little confused, or it was not like data, but a bit like philosophical and metaphysical inferences, with few numbers, letters and symbols, and a lot of incoherent English annotations.

Moreover, the grammar of these sentences is very fragmented, a bit like it was written by a drunk person, and the key words in them also have some metaphysical meanings, such as origin, foundation, and destiny.

Stark wondered if this was the drunken Iron Man of this universe typing it randomly, so he said to Jarvis: "Bring up another one."

As a result, he flipped through several articles in succession, all of which were similar data, until he kept flipping through the data that was a little old, and Stark could barely understand it.

Stark frowned and squinted at the experimental data. He knew that it was some data on the properties of materials. He whispered: "Testing new materials, so the suit..."

"Jarvis, help me put the latest model of the suit on the display stand." Stark said immediately. He believed that by looking at the level of the suit, he could know how far the technology of the Iron Man of this universe had developed.

"Okay, sir, you can go to Debug Area 3 for debugging."

Stark took a notebook and a pen from the drawer, walked through the corridor connecting the laboratory to Debug Area 3, and then saw an empty shelf.

Before the question mark on Stark's head appeared, he heard a series of "buzzing" sounds behind him. He had a bad premonition, so he immediately rolled forward and then lay on the ground.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Several parts flew onto the display stand, forming a familiar-looking steel suit. Stark, who was lying on the ground, sighed helplessly and said, "Long time no see, prodigal."

Stark got up from the ground, walked to the display stand of the suit, stretched out a hand and touched the surface of the long-lost suit, but he froze when he just touched the suit. KEY

He felt that he seemed to have an extra organ, as if his arm extended infinitely outward, and his arm also had eyes, ears and nose.

This was a new and extremely wonderful sensory experience. He seemed to have two visions. Facing the seemingly ordinary suit, Stark blinked, then he screamed, withdrew his hand in a panic, and retreated to the wall.

Because just now he saw himself blinking, and at the same time he saw the other side of the battle suit blinking.

Perhaps many people have played third-person games, in which you can see the protagonist from a God's perspective, but in reality, everyone's life is in the first person, but what if one day your life becomes a third person?

Stark just experienced such a scene, he stood at another angle to see himself, as if the camera became a spirit, but at the same time another angle saw the camera.

The momentary confusion made Stark a little dizzy, he shook his head vigorously, and looked at the battle suit he named "Prodigal Son" again.

Stark swallowed his saliva, moved over step by step, and stretched out his arm to touch the faceplate of the battle suit again. Key

"Ah!!!"

Stark screamed again, but this time he forced his arm to control himself. He didn't shake his hand away immediately, but tried to adapt to this vision, and then whispered: "...Nerve control?"

Stark was stunned in front of the battle suit for more than ten minutes, and then he withdrew his hand. His eyes seemed a little empty, and he was obviously completely immersed in his thoughts.

Just as Stark was walking back slowly with his chin in his hand, he suddenly heard a series of rapid high-heeled shoes coming from outside the laboratory door.

This sound can be said to be engraved in Stark's genes. He immediately stretched out his hands to smooth his messy hair, touched the stubble around his mouth, adjusted his collar, stamped his feet, looked down at his leather shoes, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his image, and then moved his lips and smiled.

But it was not Pepper who came in.

A black-haired girl in a professional suit walked in quickly. She wore a silk shirt with a short suit jacket, a long fishtail skirt, Prada high heels, and a Louis Vuitton bag. She looked like an elite professional woman on Wall Street.

"Oh my God! I didn't believe Schiller when he said you were back! Didn't you go on a scientific expedition to the Andromeda Galaxy? How come you're back so soon?"

The black-haired girl threw her bag on the lab table next to her, smoothed her hair, took out a rubber band from her coat pocket, tied her long black hair into a ponytail, fanned herself with her hands, and said, "Oh my God, I'm dying of heat. If it weren't for the quarterly report meeting, I wouldn't wear so much!"

Stark stood there without moving. He glanced left and right, and then blinked gently, because he was really not sure what his relationship with the lady in front of him was.

Could it be that at this time, he and Pepper had not yet confirmed their relationship?

Stark was doubting, and saw the black-haired girl in front of him hugged her arms, looked Stark up and down, and said, "...Where is the child?"

Stark froze.

Without waiting for his answer, the black-haired girl began to walk into the lounge on her own, saying as she walked: "I have to pick up Helen quickly. The flower girl dress that Frigga ordered for her was made last week. I have been busy with the quarterly summary of the Sanctuary and have no time to come. She is driving me crazy!" "Oh, by the way, didn't you say before that you would customize a crown for him with new materials? Thor is still waiting for your crown base? Please ask Jarvis to deliver it so that I can take it back together." Stark was stunned and couldn't say anything, but the black-haired girl stood at the door, turned around and looked at Stark with a surprised look and said: "Odin's Hu Zi! You didn't forget it, did you? "

"Come on, Tony Stark! Even if you are so focused on your experiment, you won't forget such an important thing, right? ! Thor is getting married next month, don't tell me you haven't even prepared a formal dress for the wedding!"

The black-haired girl raised her head, covered her eyes with one hand and said, "Forget it, I shouldn't count on you, a jerk! Just give me the new materials you have researched, and I will find the dwarves to make the crown. "

Stark seemed to be suddenly awakened, and instinctively repeated: "Thor is getting married... to whom?"

The black-haired girl widened her eyes, and she slowly walked around the laboratory table , walked in front of Stark, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said as if he suddenly realized something: "Oh, I remember, the invitation sent to you by Asgard was intercepted by your security system and returned by the same route. You don't know about this yet, do you?"

Stark tried to focus his eyes on the face of the black-haired girl. The black-haired girl was stunned for a moment, as if her tail was suddenly stepped on, and said: "Oh my God! You didn't believe the rumor too?!"

"Thor is not marrying me! He is marrying Sif! Sif is the future queen of the gods, and her name is also written on the invitation!"

The black-haired girl looked up at the ceiling , then gritted his teeth and said: "That damn Strange! He spread gossip about you and me in Asgard, and gossip about Thor and me on Earth. One day I will throw away my work, and I want to see what he will do with my clients?!"

"And you, you can even forget such an important thing as your daughter's crown. I have never seen such an irresponsible father!"

The black-haired girl walked towards the lounge angrily, shouting as she walked: "Helen! Helen! Come with me quickly, if you stay here, your irresponsible father may starve you to death!"

Stark then realized that the Iron Man in this world has a daughter? This lady is the child's mother, so what about Thor?

After a little thought, Stark came to the conclusion that the Iron Man in this world married a goddess in Asgard? Or did they divorce again, so they needed the child to run around?

Stark was about to say something to improve his father's character, when he saw a little girl rushing into the laboratory at a speed of at least 100 miles per hour, and then crashing into the laboratory table with a bang. Key

The laboratory table was broken.

"Helen, where have you been?" The black-haired girl rushed out of the lounge again in a hurry. After hearing this name, Stark lowered his head slightly and looked at the little girl standing next to the broken laboratory table.

Very good, at least 70% like her mother.

But what's the matter with the reactor on the chest? ! ! !

Stark roared in his heart, can the reactor be inherited? ! ! !

Looking at the girl who was suspected to be the child's mother, Stark thought that she could only be called a girl. Perhaps Asgard's face was not old, and the lady in front of him could be regarded as a girl at most. To put it more bluntly, if Stark was older, he could be her father.

Stark pursed his lips and watched the black-haired girl packing things for Helen. He thought to himself, the Iron Man in this world is quite brave. He actually hooked up with the goddess of Asgard and even had a child. Isn't this directly becoming a relative of Thor? Key

Watching the professionally dressed girl packing things for Helen swiftly, Stark walked up and wanted to ask about Thor's marriage, but at this time, the black-haired girl waved her hand and said, "Frigga is too anxious. I'll go over first. Let's talk on the phone if there's anything!"

"By the way, don't let your security robot block our invitation. There is no bomb there. Even if there is, it is definitely not placed by me. Bye!"

After that, the black-haired girl took out a staff, waved it gently, and a portal opened in the air. The mother and daughter disappeared into the portal.

But Stark was completely frozen in place.

Because in just a few seconds, he clearly saw every detail of the staff in the girl's hand.

This slightly curved short staff with an iron-gray upper part and a golden lower part, more importantly, a dazzling blue gem was inlaid in the middle of the iron-gray staff head like a blade.

In the universe where Stark is, this staff is generally called "Loki's Mind Scepter". Key

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