Marvel: I can extract props from the heavens

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X01 has been back from Afghanistan for a few days. Stark shamelessly keeps keeping the mecha in his hands. This makes Frank very unhappy. He always urges Shang Wen to get it back. He also says that the kid has a sinister eyebrow and a trim beard. Like a shrewd Los Angeles native, he would definitely hide the mecha privately.

Shang Wen naturally knew that Stark just wanted to research. The original Mark 1 ended hastily, which left him unsatisfied. Now that he has returned to his own territory, he must make a perfect follow-up model.

Since Stark announced the shutdown of the weapons manufacturing business after his return, Stark Industries' stock has plummeted. Shang Wen, who had already prepared it, invested all his money to take advantage of the dip.

"Hey, Shang Wen, Playboy sent someone to pick you up. I guess he must have seen how confident you are in his stocks and was ready to bury his head in your arms and cry."

Happy, who came to pick them up from the side, glared at Frank.

It's no wonder that Frank has a problem with buying stocks. After all, in his opinion, a weapons manufacturer that no longer produces weapons is like Michael Tyson giving up the ring to sing. It was just a fancy way of seeking death.

However, after being invited to Stark's house, all the doubts in Frank's mind disappeared.

"Is this the new product you're going to use to replace your weapon? That’s awesome bro, you’re going to make a fortune."

In front of me, Stark's Mark 2 is only halfway developed, and the propellers on its hands, feet, and limbs are still a little unstable when flying. But Frank has played with X01 and knows that it is only a matter of time before this armor is developed.

Stark Firmly deny

"No, no, no, I think you have misunderstood. This thing is more dangerous than Jericho. I will never use it to make money, never. In turn, I would like to advise you not to spread the stuff you have in your hands, otherwise it will cause big trouble if it falls into the wrong hands.

Today I want to invite you to participate in the research and development of the new armor. Now that you have made that iron can, what is it called?"

"X01"

"Oh, yes, X01, it has a very careless name, it is also very clumsy, and it is powered by a nuclear fusion core. How did you come up with such a bad idea? But the idea of ​​​​the balance system is very interesting. What do you think? Are you willing to join?"

Shang Wen then understood that Stark must have gone to see Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes before, and the other party did not want to participate. Only then did he think of the two of them.

In Stark's eyes, they had already 'created' X01. I didn't keep too many secrets from them

"Tony, X01 is just a big toy. It doesn’t have much technical content to you, so you don’t need our help at all. I can promise not to let it spread, but we can't give you any advice on developing new armors, because we didn't make them."

Stark looked a little disappointed, but he was very satisfied with Shang Wen's conservative attitude towards mechas.

"Tony, the reactor on your chest has been replaced with a new one, so you must be ready for my two batteries, right?"

Stark said with some embarrassment.

"Man, I'm not one to keep my word, but how about we thank you in a different way, like a blank check and you can write whatever number you want on it?"

The reactor is too sensitive. He would not dare to hand it over to two strangers casually, even if it saved his life. Now he is extremely cautious about things that may cause damage.

"Tony...Tony, Stark!"Shang Wen didn't answer, just stared at the other person with a half-smile.

"Alright alright...Two micro-reactors will be given to you tomorrow, but you must promise me not to use them in weapons or spread them to others."

"Of course, in fact, of these two batteries, one is for X01 and the other is for...It's not a weapon."

Shang Wen pointed outside, where parked was an electric tricycle flown in from Manhattan on Stark's private plane.

Stark looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Are you kidding me? What the hell is that?"

"That's my car"

"Did you develop your driving skills on that 'baby carriage'?"After being reminded by Jarvis afterwards, Stark finally remembered Shang Wen, the Asian man who had beaten him with his car skills.

"You don’t have to worry about this, it’s just feelings, understand? And it’s better to use it on an electric tricycle than a murder weapon. Don’t you think this has the beauty of forging swords into plowshares?"

Stark put his hand on his forehead.

"This reactor can make your old car run non-stop for thousands of years. You can really mess with it."

"Now that the battery issue is settled, let’s talk about compensation, shall we?"