Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The soft singing can heal the soul, the fragrant wine can heal tiredness, and the friends who have not seen for a long time can soothe the nerves, but often when the three are combined, the effect is not as good as we think...

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Saber frowned and swallowed the wine in the glass. He felt the cold liquid in his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty. Finally, he sighed in deep relief, leaning on the very futuristic chair, and stretched out his hand. Picked up the wine bottle on the table and looked at it before his eyes,

"This thing is really worth $100? How do I feel that it tastes weird. {Follow}{}щ{suimеng][lā}"

Tony Stark, who was busy, glanced at him. He took off his gold glasses and put on special experimental gloves on his hands. He placed the dark red helmet that Cybertron had brought in front of him. On the test bench.

"That's what you need. It's not like swallowing like you, drinking like yours, vodka is the best for you."

Tony's hands circled around the helmet up and down, and a very delicate blue light structural drawing appeared on the top of the test bench, and the seemingly ordinary structural drawing accompanied his fingers shaking up and down.

"This thing looks ordinary, there is no technological content in it, Jarvis, 100 times magnification!"

Tony said casually, Saibo was shocked, and then looked around, "Who are you talking to?"

"Jarvis, electronic butler, laboratory assistant..."

The billionaire turned his head to look at him, looking at the awkward expression on Saibo's face, he rubbed his forehead with a helpless expression, "Artificial intelligence, genius..."

While they were talking, the internal structure diagram of the helmet composed entirely of blue lines in front of the two people was quickly enlarged. Cyber ​​couldn’t help but stand up from the chair, and Tony put his hands on the edge of the test bench and curiously placed the large model. Flipped over,

"Tsk tsk, 7 layers of erection, 7 different metals, even with the outermost coating is weird, it seems that this thing is really unique!"

Tony was amazed. He held the cold helmet in his hand and looked at it over and over. His eyes were full of special joy. As a real rich man, he was always interested in these weird things. He tried Buckle the helmet on top of your head, walk around a few times, take it down and put it in your hand,

"It is close to a full-covered defense, and the weight is far more than a normal helmet. People who wear this thing for a long time must be very painful."

There was a disapproving sarcasm on the playboy's face, "Perfect design ideas, bad design products, this must be done by a layman, but its effect should be very strong."

Cyber ​​is not interested in these theories at all, he only cares about one thing,

"Hey, buddy, can you copy it?"

"Copy? Are you kidding?"

Tony Stark glanced at Cyber ​​with contempt, and threw the helmet aside, "Are you humiliating me, right? Knowing the principle, we can improve it and make a more perfect product."

He opened his hands like a fanatical research lunatic,

"Thinner, more stable, and feel better, add some other features...make a better shape...for example, right! Your mask..."

Tony snapped his fingers, "You can put this idea into your mask and make it a generator with some kind of shielding force field. You only need to protect your head and add a headband at most, or Simply design it as a full-cover helmet! Weapons of this idea must be very popular in the battle against mutants."

Seeing that Tony was about to fall into research frenzy, Cyber ​​had to reach out and interrupt him.

"Hey, hey, man, calm down, this stuff is here, you can research it at any time, I don’t have time to be a guinea pig here recently... I’m going out, if nothing else When you research some results, I will go back to New York or Gotham."

Tony Stark’s fanatical thinking was interrupted,

Reporters are never afraid of things going wrong, so the pictures they shoot are always direct and violent.

"Look at this messy world. I heard that a guy named Magneto detonated the EMP? He also fought with you at the Statue of Liberty one night. It is said that 7 blocks around the battlefield were completely destroyed. Hundreds of people were killed and injured. Looking at now, the whole of New York is in a mess."

Tony was holding a wine glass, leaning on one side of the table, and said with a strange expression.

"When I was a young man, the club also had contact with mutants. I felt that they were very pitiful and lonely. Now it seems that my club should thank them for not killing..."

He picked up the wine glass again and sipped the amber liquid. He looked at Cyber.

"How come mutants are such dangerous guys? One person can paralyze a city? What is the origin of that mutant brotherhood, it looks like a group of violent people."

"A mutant as strong as Eric, there is probably no third in this world."

Cyber ​​scratched his head, "I don't know much. A lot of information about mutants is blocked by SHIELD. As for the Brotherhood of Mutants, I don't want to say more about their concepts, but their style is too hateful... ."

He lit a cigarette and sat on the chair in a limp posture, staring at the gentle light above his head.

"A few hours ago, I should be considered a moderate, who was specifically against these radicals. Our leader was a dim old man who could fight Eric. He had a big bald head and was in a wheelchair. It takes a look to replace your thinking with a six-year-old girl..."

Cyber ​​squeezed his eyes maliciously at Tony, "Maybe you will let your little pepper braid your braids for you..."

Tony glanced at him suspiciously. For these secrets that belonged to the outside of the world, he showed a kind of eagerness and excitement peculiar to young people, but he is a smart person after all, and he soon tasted Cyber The meaning of the words,

"What about now? You fell out with them?"

Tony drank the rest of the wine bit by bit, took out a box of exquisite cigars from the drawer with his backhand, threw it to Cyber, and whispered, "I can smell the story from you, come, let’s talk. ."

Saibo glanced at him, spent a few minutes telling the ins and outs of the matter, and finally lit a cigar again, leaned on the chair, and said in the smoke,

"In fact, it’s nothing, it’s just a different concept...I think I’m still not suitable for this kind of saving the world. This kind of attempt is enough. I think I’m more suitable for being alone. Go there where you want, do whatever you want."

There was a rare fatigue in his eyes, and a trace of determination,

"If you have too much contact with those who have ideals and convictions, it is easy to turn yourself into that passionate appearance. I am not discriminating against them, but some people are destined to be heroes, and there are always some who must be obscured and restrained , I don’t like... it’s nice to go straight."

"But you didn't find out. Are you worried now?"

As a bystander, Tony helped Cyber ​​analyze rationally,

"The noisy kids you brought... I remember the last time Hogan told me that there was only one girl by your side, that was your sister, right, but look at you now, wow, a bunch of kids are following you, if not I know who you are, and I almost thought you changed your career to become a youth counselor..."

"You have changed, Cyber, admit it, you are not the same as before! If you don't consider your age, can we call it "growth trouble"?"

Tony reached out and took out two apples from the plate next to him, threw one to Cyber, and took a bite of his own. "You have become more like a normal person... The coldness that strangers don’t get near has dissipated a lot. , Uh, of course except for those weird red lights in your eyes...seriously, don't you need a full body check?"

Saibo was speechless in Tony's remarks. He didn't even know how to refute it, but he had to admit that maybe Tony was right. He had never encountered such a problem before, which made him For a while, he was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with this change. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Tony with a look of help.

"Then... Then what should I do?"

Tony looked at him, looked at this perhaps murderous guy, looked at the confusion in Saibo’s eyes, he shrugged and took a bite of the apple.

"Uh, when my parents died, I locked myself in the room for three days, but not because of sadness..."

The playboy opened his hands, "I know I should be sad, I should feel pain like a normal person, but... can't, you know, I have had a very poor relationship with my parents since I was a child, I just feel It's very blocked, I always feel that I have lost some important things, but there is no sadness...nothing at all."

Tony turned his head and looked at the basement wall, where an abstract painting hung, clumsy like a child’s graffiti.

"My sadness is a year late. When I recently thought of them, I realized that their impression in my mind has never been blurred. This is probably sadness, but life will always change..."

Playboy turned his head and saw Saibo looking at him dumbfounded. The latter scratched his head and said in confusion,

"Although I don't think I should interrupt you, but...what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Damn it!"

Tony scratched his hair fiercely, "What I want to say is, what does the change of TM and the change of life have to do with you? Do what you should do! If a change changes your personality, you How miserable have you lived for the first 20 years of life?"

A few minutes later, Cyber ​​shrugged.

"You are right. Although it is of no use to me, thank you, Tony... Okay, I'm leaving. First send them back to Gotham, and then... a trip."

"Traveling? Where are you going? If it's me, I can recommend several places for you, it's the best place to relax!"

Tony wanted to talk excitedly, but was interrupted by a look in Saibo's eyes. This guy got up from the chair, moved his arms, stretched out his hand and held the alloy knife aside.

"I am very grateful for your kindness, but the destination has been selected...Western Desert, I am going to meet someone there."

On the other side, on the 17th floor of the Delta Wing Building, the circuit that has just been repaired is not very stable. The flickering voltage makes the atmosphere of the entire office become weird.

Nick Fury was sitting behind the desk, and Coleson was sitting in front of him. There were still bruises on the corners of Lv8's eyes and bruises on his face, looking very miserable.

"What are you looking for, Coleson?"

Fry flipped through the files and glanced at his capable man. "You should go back to recover now."

A hesitation flashed in Coulson's eyes, but soon he gritted his teeth.

"Director, Weapon X Project, have you really not sent anyone to assist?"

"Ok?"

The pen in Fury's hand stopped. He looked at Coleson, "What did you find?"

"Syber told me that while he was chasing down the remnants of Stryker, he found agents from S.H.I.E.L.D. looking for samples for this system!"

Coleson took out a data card from his pocket and placed it on Fury’s desk.

"I re-read the dossier of Weapon X and found this. In November 2 years ago, you personally signed a document authorizing 5 Lv5 agents to enter the experimental project of the Ministry of Defense to assist... What Bo is right, Director Fury, it seems you have concealed a lot of things."

Ferry did not answer, but inserted the data card into the computer next to him, knocked a few times, and saw the photocopy of the document, his one-eyed staring at the screen, ten seconds later, he reached out The edge of the office, lightly pressed on an inconspicuous wall, a light blue light curtain swept across the office,

"Coleson, tell me, this time you led the team to assist the X-Men in the fight against the Brotherhood, whose order you received..."

When Coleson heard this question, he was a little confused. Finally, he pointed at Ferry in confusion, "It's you, Chief, you personally gave me the order from the encrypted channel!"

"Ha ha..."

Nick Fury let out a deep laugh, "What if I told you that I didn't issue any orders at that time? I thought the world was peaceful, and when I received the news, Magneto grabbed Hawkeye. ...And the documents you brought were not signed by me, and there are top-secret information of the fake Magneto. I checked a personnel transfer in the past 15 years this morning, but I have not seen more than 0% of the transfer documents Passed, but got my approval, Coleson, there are invisible hands manipulating all this, our enemy is not just outside..."

"what?!"

Coleson sat up on the spot in shock, and Fury glanced at him.

"Now I need you to search around Greenland and Iceland. I will give you another 2 months, at any cost!... Bring back the people we need! Colson, this period before the danger is lifted In time, don't believe...anyone."