Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 81 Although it is an important task to save the world, it can't stop me from outsourcing this work
"When I was in this world, I was a real playboy. Although my temper wasn't as bad as that of a megalomaniac like Tony Eleven, I was definitely not gentle either.
I know other Tonys have their own Pepper Potts, but I don’t.”
In Mason's engineering laboratory, Tony No. 7, who had changed into his researcher's outfit, used 2077's hacker computer components to try to crack the sealing program of Stark's biological cryostat in front of him, while saying to Mason, who was serving as an assistant and preparing first aid supplies,
"I drove away the Pepper in this world myself. She ended up marrying Happy and having a child, but it wasn't my child. I didn't care about it until I entered the Fox Lair and met the other Starks after the end of the world."
Number 7 snorted, tapped on the keyboard quickly, and said:
"They all have happy families. Even a scumbag like Tony No. 11 has his own children, more than one. Tony, who is a great cook, was planning to have a third child with her husband Steve last month.
It's really like seeing a ghost.
I am the only one traveling alone.
Every time they bring the kids to work, I feel excluded from the group. But that’s not to say that being single is bad. My single life can be very enjoyable. For example, I had a friendly fire with the White Tiger girl, the security officer of Fox Nest, a few days ago and it was very enjoyable.
But you know, it sucks when everyone else has something that you don't... It's not that the thing is really that good, but my philosophy is that if everyone else has it, then I must have a better one.
At least not worse than others!"
"so what?"
Mason placed nine bottles of potions with different effects on the first aid table beside him, and took out the surgical tools he made of vibranium. While preparing the magic pattern bandage, he listened to Tony No. 7's nagging complaints and said:
"Are you planning to adopt this poor Morgan Stark who lost her father? It's not impossible. Although she is already 32 years old, the containment chamber of Stark Technology has almost stopped her growth.
She has been sleeping for seventeen years, but her mental age and appearance are still that of fifteen.
Anyway, don't expect me to take care of the baby, but you have to talk to Sonny Stark, the guy who is technically Morgan Jr.'s guardian.
He is currently having a good time in my world. I heard that he found four android girls on his first night there... Tsk tsk, are all the people in your Stark family gifted?"
"It's not about adoption..."
Tony No. 7 paused, glanced at Mason, and said:
"But your suggestion can be modified. What I mean is, if this little girl is already 32 years old, I have a bold idea..."
"bass"
A vibranium scalpel bounced from Mason's fingertips and pressed against the back of Tony No. 7's head. The captain pushed his glasses and said:
"Take back your bold idea, Tony. This is another daughter of yours! It's also your daughter. The similarity between your DNA is absolutely ridiculous."
"Tsk, I just said it casually. I'm not a jerk without bottom line."
Tony No. 7 curled his lips, reached out and typed the last line of cracking instructions on the keyboard. With his absolute understanding of Stark technology, the biological capsule that had been sealed for seventeen years was quietly opened in the next moment.
Mason, who was well prepared, immediately stepped forward, picked up the unconscious Morgan Stark along with the Iron Heart armor on her body as the low-temperature gas escaped, and placed her on the operating table.
"The armor cannot be removed yet!"
Tony No. 7 checked the data of the Iron Heart Armor and said to Mason:
"This child was hit in the spine by energy, and there are shrapnel embedded in her heart, just like what happened to Tony No. 3. You have to take those shrapnel out first, otherwise she will die once the armor is removed."
"Please help keep an eye on it."
Mason put on surgical gown, gloves and a mask, picked up the laser cutter, and gently cut open the outer armor of the Mark Armor, then began first aid.
Lv5 first aid made him adept at dealing with such injuries. With the help of strong magnets, he and Tony No. 7 quickly helped Morgan Stark complete the debridement.
But the child had been frozen for too long and could not hold on after the long operation.
Mason was forced to use a combination of a "super-powered" cardiac stimulant and Isu Biotech's specially formulated adrenaline injections to keep her conscious in order to complete the sutures and subsequent alchemical treatment.
During this process, little Morgan, who had been sleeping in a daze for seventeen years, woke up. The long-haired girl tried hard to open her eyes and saw Mason, an unfamiliar woman, busy at the operating table. This made her realize that she was finally rescued.
But then Tony No. 7's profile came into view, and little Morgan was struck by lightning.
"Father...Father?"
She said with difficulty, her heart rate soaring in excitement, frightening Mason so much that he quickly took emergency measures and shouted at Tony:
"Get out of here! Do you want her heart to explode? Damn it! The wound I just stitched has split open again!"
"It's my fault, it's my fault! Don't be impatient, take your time!"
Tony No. 7, who thought he didn't care about anything, also panicked when he saw the painful look on little Morgan's face on the operating table. At this moment, a very rare emotion arose in the heart of Tony, who called himself a "bastard".
He fell into panic, and hurriedly took out the nanoscale therapeutic robot from his mechanical bag and threw it to Mason, then grabbed little Morgan's cold fingers.
Although this is not his daughter...
But he really couldn't convince himself to ignore that cute face that looked almost exactly like his, and that he had no chance to have a family while the world still existed.
However, after the end of the world, an almost impossible opportunity appeared before him.
He had no daughter, and the child in front of him had lost his father.
Wow, isn’t this a match made in heaven!
Thinking of the weird expressions on the faces of those annoying Starks in Fox's Nest who always brought their children to work on purpose, Tony No. 7 made up his mind.
"You know what the best part of this is?"
After Mason finished stitching again and injected Morgan with a sleeping potion made from purified water of life and death to put the child into a deep sleep, Tony No. 7 put little Morgan's hand, which was tightly holding his fingers, back to the bed.
He winked at Mason and said:
"I don't need to go through the process of changing diapers and enduring their babbling and being hated by everyone. I will directly get a genius daughter who is so powerful that she can make her own Mark Armor..."
"I think you're overthinking it."
Mason took off his bloodstained gloves and said:
"Don't be so optimistic. A fifteen-year-old girl already has her own worldview. She has witnessed her world engulfed in war and her father's death in battle.
I don't think it would be easy for her to accept a playboy as her adoptive father.
Although you are both called Tony Stark, the Stark in my hometown is obviously not of the same style as yours.
I have a lot of experience with this kind of thing, so don't rush it. Take your time."
"That's what you said."
Tony No. 7 gradually calmed down from the hellish mood he had just had.
He glanced at Morgan Stark Jr., whose condition had stabilized, then looked at the dismantled Iron Heart suit next to him, and then said to Mason:
"What are you going to do with this kid?"
"Don't use the word 'deal with'. It's creepy."
Mason took off his Isu Shroud and covered little Morgan with it to help her heal her wounds. He then began to mix potions , mixing several potions together like a cocktail and shaking them at a special frequency. He said to Tony No. 7:
“She will be kept in Osborne Tower first. Her condition is quite complicated and it will take some time for her to recover. I will ask for her opinion, but I think she will choose to join Team K.
This is a high probability event.
I have formed a juvenile K team before, and little Morgan may become a main player. If you really want to adopt her, you actually have plenty of time.
Although I cannot guarantee your character, your knowledge and wisdom are real.
She can learn from you, and it’s a great opportunity for father-daughter bonding.”
"Well, actually, I still have an underground laboratory preserved in this wasteland."
Tony No. 7 stroked his chin and said:
"Just east of the Appalachian Mountains, there is a refuge facility where Morgan Jr. can receive my remote instruction and re-edit the data of this suit.
The Iron Man in your hometown seems to be a fool. He is still at the stage of Mark Armor and has not made a breakthrough to a higher level. "
"You still have a lab?"
Mason said in surprise:
"Why don't you tell old Norman? He's been fretting about the inadequacy of the equipment at Osborne Tower."
"If you were me, would you believe old Norman?"
Tony asked a question that left Mason speechless, then the coquettish No. 7 Tony shook his head and said:
"But the situation is different now. The laboratory can be opened to him. But when I first came here, I hacked into the old Green Goblin's poorly defended database and found some very interesting things."
He raised his left arm and projected onto his wrist several blueprints of the large construction project that had just been launched. It was a very sophisticated magnetic field equipment.
Through this optical projection, Tony No. 7 looked at Mason and said:
"This magnetic field enhancement device is a technology from the mutants. The magnetic field it generates is enhanced tenfold, which is enough to reverse the Earth's magnetic poles in an instant.
If you are not setting up a suicide device, then you are attempting something very dangerous.
Hank from X Royal Family and I are friends and have worked together before.
I've seen similar designs from him, so Mason Cooper, you're actually a hidden mutant ? And you're connected to Utopia?
The 'World Fusion' project they had been tinkering with was officially cancelled by Fox Nest yesterday, but I knew Hank wouldn't give up so easily.
He chose you to continue secretly completing this experiment that has already advanced to the second stage of impact?"
“All correct!”
Mason exclaimed:
"This is the second thing I came to tell you today. I won't hide it from you. The X Royal Family asked me to continue the fusion experiment they have devoted so much effort to during the Fourth Impact.
But they currently have no way to solve the problem of releasing the force squeezed by the two planes after the fusion of the earth.
Hank said he would set up a research team in Fox Nest to study this model, but I think the progress is a bit slow with only one research team, so I would like to ask you to mobilize the Stark Legion to join the research.
I absolutely believe that your wisdom can give us a reliable solution. "
“This is tough, man.”
Tony No. 7 rubbed his brows with a headache and said:
“We have our own experimental projects to be responsible for. Although Fox Nest is a gathering place for researchers, there are progress reviews every month. The consequences of wasting resources at will are quite serious.
I can't convince all the Starks.
but……"
He looked back at little Morgan Stark on the operating table, and after a few minutes of hesitation and thought, he said:
"I'll give it a try, but Mason, at most we can give you a feasible theoretical model. We can't help you with how to turn the theory into practice."
"I understand. That's enough."
Mason let out a long breath, nodded and said:
"Let wisdom play its due role, and engineers like me are responsible for turning your ideas into reality. The Fourth Impact is the moment of gamble.
If we win the bet, we will have everything.”
"I suggest you be more cautious."
Tony No. 7 said softly:
"If you really want to go to the table, make sure you have as many cards as possible, huh? What's that?"
He saw Mason take out a strange-shaped mechanical seat from his bag and placed it beside him. The unique structure of the thing immediately attracted Tony Stark's attention .
He stepped forward and checked it with a special instrument, and said:
"The legendary Mobius Chair that contains the knowledge of all things? There is also one in the Fox Nest, which is used by various experimental groups in turn. I heard that there is another one in the treasury of the Hope Council, which is the treasure of a certain councilor.
You have it too?"
"It was given to me by a friend and has been in my possession for quite some time."
Mason sighed and said:
"But I never made up my mind to sit on it. Apparently I didn't have enough confidence in my wisdom, and once I got on it, I might not be able to get off."
"Your vigilance is commendable. It is said that this chair chooses its own users."
Tony No. 7 flexed his fingers and said:
"If an unqualified person sits on it, he will turn into ashes, but the knowledge it contains is indeed tempting..."
"I lent it to you."
Mason pushed the black mechanical chair to Tony and said:
"The Stark family will need it. I need the theoretical model, Tony, just for your 'daughter'."
"I think you have a plan for me!"
Tony No. 7 tasted it. He looked at Little Morgan, then at Mason, and said:
"I feel like I've been trapped by you. And this chair, you little bastard, I guess you designed it long ago. Well, now that you've said this, the loan of such a valuable treasure also represents your attitude.
I will take it back to Foxhound and call a meeting of the Stark family."
"But look, you're here anyway, right?"
Mason took out a bunch of blueprints and put them in front of him. He winked at Tony No. 7 and said:
"It may take a few hours for little Morgan to wake up. We have nothing to do but wait. Why don't we use your terrifying wisdom to help me adjust the design of these drawings?
These are all for future use.
I also want to see how powerful the legendary Iron Wisdom is...
Come on, let's start with the third upgrade plan for Fenrir Armor. I guess you must have a lot of cool ideas that you want to implement on this design that is completely different from your Mark Armor.
Just consider it a small favor from me, in consideration of the fact that I gave you a daughter?
Oh, and this too!"
He took out the closed sandbox program that Sonny Stark had given him from his bag, handed it to Tony No. 7, and said:
“Here is a split program of Ultron, which should have been sealed by Tony Stark from my hometown. It just so happens that my power armor needs a new onboard auxiliary AI.
The AI used by your White Tank Armor is the Ultron module.
You should be very familiar with this thing, help me set it up, at least to prevent it from suddenly rebelling in the middle of a fight and roaring that it wants to destroy the world."
"Why do you have so many strange things in your hands?"
Tony No. 7 took the Ultron data box, looked at it in his hand, then glanced at Mason and said:
“It is said that you, the hunting dogs of the Star Club, can always find precious things. Since you are doing so well in the Star Club, you must have a lot of good things. Bring them out for us to see.
I mean, I can't do your work for nothing, can I?"
Mason unpacked his bag again and laid out his gains from his home world one by one. He placed a box of Pym particles on the table and checked the time on his watch. He said:
"I have to go somewhere else soon. I have an appointment with someone else. So, hurry up, Tony. We are really short on time and have a heavy task to accomplish."
