Chapter 90: The Avengers Building

After Xing Batian left, Su Jing was alone in the corridor and looked at the night view of New York outside the floor-to-ceiling window. At this time, it suddenly started to rain outside the window. The raindrops hit the tempered glass, making the bright lights outside the window blurred, just like he was alone at home when he was a child watching the rain view outside the window, very lonely and lonely... No, at that time, he was still Su Luo with him.

At that time, there was no father and my mother went out to work overtime. On weekends, the two brothers and sisters could only turn on the TV, turn on the volume, and make the family feel a little more popular. Modern cities and modern communities... If you often go downstairs to play, you might be able to find friends. However, due to family reasons, the family had to move frequently. Sometimes they had to move once a year or two to a new, unfamiliar place to cut off the connection system they had met before... Over time, the brothers and sisters had become accustomed to this kind of life without a fixed place. It doesn't matter whether they have friends or not. As long as the other party is there, it doesn't matter where they are.

At that time, neither of them liked to speak, and the vague telepathy often replaced the function of language. The two often sat in front of the TV and sat silently for a day. Many times, both of them did not put their minds on the TV at all, but instead looked for a book to read by themselves.

Yes...reading books. Because books are one strange and novel world after another, where the brother and sister can find a window to escape from this terrible reality. Leave this cold and silent family and go to another place where happiness exists... there are dazzling legends, stirring epics, lingering love and... those stories full of passion, passion, and happiness.

What do you want to do in the future?

Once, I couldn't remember which of the siblings said to the other party.

Want to be a scientist.

Children's standard answer.

Because I want to invent a machine that makes everyone happy.

The other party was silent, and the two thoughts on the same channel vibrated each other.

Scientists... are too far away. Let's be novelists. Don't be sad and profound. We should write superficial and stupid stories. We should write stories of happiness and happiness, just like fairy tales for adults, just like painkillers for people in pain, so that every reader can feel the warmth...

Yes, both sides held each other's hands and made this vow.

Do you still remember the oath?

After a long time, she lay on the hospital bed, holding her pale palm, and on her similar face were a pair of eyes that were twinkling with the same light. At that moment, she felt that the telepathy between the two was unprecedentedly strong, and the two emotions were intertwined, and she seemed to have become the person lying on the hospital bed, looking at a silent and solemn self.

You have to live for me, live more wonderfully and more beautiful than anyone else... Don't say anything that makes everyone happy and happy, I want you to make me happy and happy, that is, make yourself happy... Become a unrestrained and selfish person. You can build your own happiness in the pain of others, and burn, kill, loot to satisfy your desires. In any case, you have to be kind to yourself and never sacrifice yourself for others.

Because you have the responsibility to be happy for me and be happy for me...

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"Hey? buddy, why are you asleep here? Wake up, the public residence is inside."

Someone patted Su Jing on the shoulder. He opened his eyes and saw Iron Man Tony Stark standing next to him in a nightgown. This scene made him feel a little confused. Then he found himself asleep in the backrest chair, and his saliva flowed to his chest.

The heavy rain outside the window still did not stop.

It turns out that the Zerg would fall asleep too? Su Jing wiped his saliva in a little embarrassed manner, stood up, and greeted Stark.

"Hey...I have an impression, I remember you're the guy who fights people in Central Park, right?"

【Yes, sir, your memory is flawless.】The voice of an electronic butler comes from an external speaker that doesn’t know where.

"Jarvis, arrange a free guest room for this guest. There should be a lot of free locations on this floor," Tony Stark snapped his fingers, "This place can be considered half of my home, Stark Building, or the Avengers Building. Now the 85th floor has been rented to you adventurers. According to the space technology you provide, this floor is equivalent to a seventy or eighty times expanding. Unfortunately, I rarely do land business, otherwise with your space technology, the entire real estate industry in New York can be destroyed... I'm just kidding."

【Yes, sir, please follow the arrow sign, I will prepare a room for you.】

In the corridor, a three-dimensional laser projection showed a white arrow in the air. As Su Jing moved, the white arrow also moved. Tony Stark seemed to be talking very well. He accompanied Su Jing to the door of the guest room, chattering all the way and introducing his skills.

"I mean... my Iron Man suit has five systems in total. Movement system, energy system, defense system, electronic system, nervous system... If you want to subdivide, you can subdivide it, such as different models, different specialized weapons, and different armor... If I want to say, exoskeleton armor is qualified to open two more in college, no, three professional courses! And some of the things you adventurers bring are simply eye-opening, and some metals or composites that are not available in this universe have also given me a lot of inspiration."

Su Jing followed the arrow to the door of his guest room. He heard his loud talk and couldn't help but talk about sex. He showed his Hellfire Power Armor and smiled and said, "How about my armor?"

Tony Stark whistled loudly and applauded hard: "Great!"

"Uh... Compared to your Iron Man armor, there are still some..."

"I'm not talking about performance. Your armor is simply...ah, not worth mentioning in terms of functional design. I mean that your postmodern painting and retro shape organically combine the aesthetic style of the two, which is great. Don't sleep tonight, come to my lab, I'll burn the appearance of your armor, and then we can discuss how to make the appearance of the armor more...awesome." Stark looked around his modified Hellfire armor.

Su Jing was not unable to understand the view that "styling is the embodiment of combat effectiveness", and he himself firmly believed that the cool appearance could increase the combat effectiveness of the armor. This Hellfire armor was originally a heavy and practical military style. If it were the aesthetic system, it was more sturdy and durable, silly, black and thick Soviet style. However, after he put in a lot of effort to modify it, not only did he simplify the operating system, but the armor was slimmed down successfully, and relying on the maintenance tools that radiate the world and his powerful power, the armor lines were smoother. He also repainted the Hellfire power armor with pure black paint, and carefully painted some runes of unknown significance on the surface of the large armor with white paint - in short, it looked very powerful.

"Is your armor number..." Stark asked as he stood in the elevator.

"'Demon Hunting Dusk'." Su Jing answered the answer that came to his mind in an instant.

The Avengers Building is Tony Stark's private property, built in the busiest center of New York, where there is no more than two blocks. In this area where every inch of land is worth a fortune, a skyscraper with more than 80 floors can be used as the headquarters of the superhero organization - this kind of game can only be done by Tony Stark, the helm of Stark's industrial, who is rich enough to compete with. This is a playboy, billionaire, adventurer, philanthropist, patriot, talented inventor, former Secretary of Defense, and superhero, who has become one of the pillars of the Avengers with his unique cynical charm.

"I have to say, my lab is the best in New York." Tony Stark walked out of the elevator and snapped his fingers, "Jarvis, let's have some music, we need a little excitement, a little inspiration. This floor is something I'm specifically using to assemble and study various armor...workshop, you can say that."

The heavy-tempo rock, AC/DC's "T.N.T" sounded at the right time. Stark picked up a playboy magazine from an armchair and threw it into the corner of the room. Then he let Su Jing stand in the middle of a disc, and then a scanning light bathed the entire Hellfire Armor, or "Demon Hunting Dusk", and then projected it into a three-dimensional model and presented it in front of the two.

"Well... interesting. Now, if you don't mind, can you let me see the internal structure? You know, old-fashioned exoskeleton armor models like you usually need a neuron link clothing as an intermediary, just like the armor I made at the beginning." Stark stared at the three-dimensional virtual image in the air, and then saved the document into a folder numbered "External Design".

Su Jing took off the armor in front of him. Stark immediately noticed the black nerve connection on the back of his hand. His eyes lit up and praised: "The very interesting creativity coincides with me. I don't have a card system as convenient as you, so in order to improve the portability of the armor, I stored it in the gap between the bones - and that transformation of the body also gave me the idea of ​​directly using the nervous system to transform armor - but it is not as extreme as you."

"So...what do you use to solve the lossless conversion of neural electrical signals to the electrical signals that control the power armor? Another question is how to prevent the redundant information of the nervous system from interfering with the control of power armor - I forcibly filter the redundant information through the brain, and then..."
Chapter completed!