Chapter 48: Evil Will Be Rewarded

The weather in New York began to get colder. The morning mist attached to the window glass, leaving a hazy white layer, and the street lamps that had just been lit were shrouded in a circle of dim light and shadow.

Schiller sat at the desk in Stark's laboratory with a cup of coffee. Stark came over with a pile of data and said, "We need to modify joint No. 5 again, and then do a control experiment with joint No. 13. There are also problems with the data of the outer armor of arm No. 7. I will readjust it later..."

Schiller said, "Can't you take a break? Aren't you tired?"

Stark spread the data on the table and sorted it out, saying, "You have asked me this question at least 20 times in one night, starting at 7 o'clock last night and asking until 7 o'clock this morning."

"That's because you have been dragging me to do experiments since 7 o'clock last night, and I didn't even have time to drink a cup of coffee."

"So what are you doing now? It's been 3 minutes, have you finished drinking? We still have two groups of experiments to do, and we must finish them before 8 o'clock today."

Schiller fell headfirst on the table.

Peter walked out from behind the glass door of the laboratory with two documents. He said, "Mr. Stark, there seems to be a problem with the external support of the leg bone of No. 5. In the third data that Jarvis just gave me, the bone support structure seems to be unstable and the support is also at risk of breaking. Although Jarvis suggested that we change the material, if a keel that is too hard is used, the flexibility and flexibility will be weakened..." Stark took the information from Peter, looked at it and said, "It's not a big problem." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the design drawing for Peter to see. "We'll add a buffer system to this joint later, and then move it down two centimeters..."

Peter touched his chin and thought, Stark came forward and pulled Schiller up, he said: "Usually it only takes you 3 seconds to drink a cup of espresso, now you've been drinking it for almost 5 minutes, hurry up and get to work."

"My magic ability needs to be restored..."

"I remember someone said that it was a low-end operation?"

Schiller covered his eyes, he said: "Can you get a complete mecha, then I cast a spell on it, and then you can use it directly, why do you have to disassemble it into parts and parts to do experiments?"

Stark said speechlessly: "Why do I sometimes feel that you understand These things, but sometimes I feel like you are a mechanical idiot. "

He spread the design on the table, then pointed to the pattern on it and said: "See? When you use magic to help me solve the problem of shrinking and expanding the Mark 4, I can focus on its performance and function, but once I improve the performance and function of a certain part, I must retest whether it can be shrunk and then expanded, or whether the function after expansion is the same as I expected. "

"So I have to conduct a lot of modular experiments to test whether a certain function can achieve its effect as I expected when it is shrunk and expanded alone. "

"So is there any part that didn't achieve your effect?" Schiller asked.

"What if it's the next one?" Stark said.

This group of damn rigorous science students, Schiller fell headfirst on the table again.

Peter said, "I agree with Mr. Stark. The manufacture of this kind of mecha is not a joke. Once you fly to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters and a certain component has a problem, it will be too dangerous."

"More than that." Stark said while sorting out the design drawings: "The effects of low-power operation and high-power or even overclocked operation are different. You must ensure that it has the best possible performance at each level of energy efficiency output."

Then Stark pulled Schiller's arm and pulled him to the side of the experimental table. Peter handed over a component, and Schiller disassembled and reassembled it, and then Stark took it for testing. Peter handed over another component, and Schiller disassembled and reassembled them again, and then took them for testing.

Peter and Stark were doing experiments, but Schiller felt like he was just screwing in a light bulb on an assembly line.

The symbiote kept repeating in his mind: "Both of their heads smell so good, really so good, I want to eat them, can I eat one of them? Just eat one, and then the other one for the next meal, I want to eat the one with blue eyes first..."

Schiller discovered that the symbiote seemed to be able to detect people's brain waves. When a person's brain starts to work rapidly, he will detect a pheromone released in their brain. The faster the person's brain works, the more fragrant it smells.

Unfortunately, super geniuses like Peter and Stark, their brains are like a walking super invincible and fragrant fried chicken to the symbiote, which is simply irresistible.

Somehow, the symbiote also learned to play the sound of swallowing saliva repeatedly in Schiller's mind, which made him hungry.

Schiller turned off the last light bulb handed to him and said, "Let's go eat something, aren't you hungry?"

Stark threw him two compressed biscuits and said, "Thanks to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s new gadgets, I can now work for 40 hours in a row."

Schiller took a deep breath and said, "Aren't you sleepy? And you, Peter, you haven't slept for two days, right?"

"The reason I asked this guy to come here is that he is much more energetic than others."

Peter also shrugged and said, "Since I gained my ability, I only need to sleep for a short time to stay energetic. I just slept for 15 minutes in the lounge and now I feel pretty good."

"Why do you feel sleepy as a mage? Don't you have any magic to refresh yourself?"

Schiller didn't feel physically sleepy. With the symbiont, he could even go without food, drink or sleep, but anyone who had been screwing in the light bulbs for more than 20 hours here would feel mentally tired.

Schiller actually didn't understand the design of their armor at all, but every time Stark came out from behind the glass door and excitedly showed his new ideas, Schiller would play the role of cheerleader to applaud him. If he didn't do this, Stark would rush into the glass door and then come out with new ideas after a series of clanging explosions.

Stark said: "How can you be so indifferent to such a great cause? This is a milestone in the history of human science! Maybe it's also magical! For the first time, we have combined the products of human technology with a new magical power. Don't you look forward to their results?"

"I am more concerned about another issue." Schiller said: "Are you going to call this series of armor Mark? I think it should have a new name."

"New name? What do you think of the S series? The initials of your name and my last name."

"Peter will be sad, he also participated in the manufacturing."

Stark scratched his head, and Peter said: "I don't care about this, but it's better than Naming, I think the new armor should have a cooler appearance, completely different from the Mark series. "

"I think you can design it in blue. "Schiller said, "It goes well with magic and can also be distinguished from your Mark series."

"Then let's hurry up, as long as we test all the parts, we can start assembling it, and then we can paint it in a beautiful color soon. I think blue and silver are a good match."

"In addition." Stark looked at Schiller and said, "I think this mecha should have some magic attack capabilities."

"But I'm sorry, the magic I learned doesn't have much attack capabilities." Schiller said.

"What about the weightlessness technique? I think it's not bad to be able to float objects."

"You can consider magnetism." Schiller betrayed Magneto without any psychological burden. He said, "Maybe magnetism is stronger than you think."

When Natasha came over, the three people had not slept for more than 50 hours. Schiller and Peter looked normal because of their superpowers, but Stark had a huge panda eye. Natasha said, "We almost had to issue a missing person notice for you. You disappeared for almost three days."

"But we have an excellent result!" Stark said.

Then, Natasha saw Stark took out a cigarette. The female agent smiled and said, "It seems that you are still so unromantic. Since I joined S.H.I.E.L.D., I have stopped smoking."

"Is it too late for you to think about keeping healthy now?" Schiller asked her.

"Health preservation? I'm not doing it for health preservation! Have you ever seen any Russians do it? The damn smoke alarm in the SHIELD office goes off more than 20 times a day. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I quit smoking."

"Hey, look here! What are you talking about? Look at me, look at my results!" Stark said.

He threw the cigarette up, and in an instant, a mecha composed of silver and dark blue appeared on his body.

This mecha is indeed slightly different from the Mark series. It looks lighter, smoother, and more suitable for Stark's body shape. In addition, he will not make any mechanical sounds made by other battle armor during the process of arming and moving. It is more like a set of tights with a unique shape than a mecha.

Schiller stood up and said, "You were 10 centimeters taller than me when you were wearing the armor, but now you are only 3 centimeters taller."

"Is that the point?!"

"Of course, because you are one centimeter shorter than me without the armor."

"It's two centimeters shorter, sir." Peter said, "You have to subtract the shoes."

Stark took a deep breath, and he jumped lightly, and the armor floated in the air without as much movement as before. Stark said, "Thank you for giving me inspiration. I also think that jet power is a bit cheap, but this magnetic levitation system is still a bit immature, and I need to improve it."

Schiller hurriedly asked Natasha, "Does Nick Fury have anything to do with me? I can go over and give him another invoice, no matter how big it is."

Natasha said, "Well, there is something, and it seems to be related to the group of ninjas that the captain and Peter dealt with before."

"So, you are here to find Peter, then Schiller..." Stark said,

"No, no, no, I received a lot of money from SHIELD, and I think it is necessary to give them all a basic psychological and emotional test. You know, this is very important for some field agents to prevent them from going crazy due to anxiety."

"No charge this time?"

"Of course!"