Chapitre 122: Chapter 122: Come On, Buddy, Be More Careful!
Sitting in Clark's exclusive vehicle, Captain America looked like a curious child, observing everything through the car window. His gaze became puzzled again when he saw the vague and unfamiliar face reflected on the glass.
This was a piece of high-tech bionic mask technology, capable of changing a person's appearance at will, akin to the one used by Black Widow in "Captain America: The Winter Soldier."
As Clark inserted the key and started the car, he casually said, "I'm sure you know how famous you are, Captain. Although it's been seventy years, there are definitely people who would recognize you. To avoid unnecessary trouble, I suggest you not try to take it off."
As they left the parking lot, Clark continued, "This arrangement isn't to restrict your freedom. I just hope that after you have enough understanding of this new world, you can then make your decision. Whether you decide to stay or leave, I won't stop you."
Captain America nodded gently, "I trust you. After all, you saved me, and you don't seem to have any ulterior motives, at least you haven't asked me to give my blood for your experiments."
After executing a beautiful overtaking maneuver, Clark leisurely
said, "Although I'd like to claim the moral high ground, the truth is, I've already taken quite a few samples of your blood before you woke up."
Captain America: ...
Impression points from Steve Rogers: +12587!
What happened to no ill intentions?
Where does the trust between people stand? And, this guy named Clark, telling me about the blood drawing so casually without any concealment, does this mean he's a straightforward person, worthy of trust?
For a moment, the great Captain America was caught in a dilemma.
Today was an important day for Tony Stark, as the Stark Expo was scheduled to happen.
Another great opportunity to show off! Tony knew his days were numbered due to palladium poisoning, making each chance to show off precious.
Thus, he treasured every opportunity to flaunt himself. Above the expo, ready in his private fighter jet, Tony was geared up. Then, a sweet female voice said, "Wind speed 30 miles, altitude 15,000 feet, you may now enter the landing zone."
"Alright, Jarvis," Tony said confidently with a smile, "Make sure to bring the plane back safely, darling."
"Call me Your Majesty!"
"Oh, my God!"
Tony was almost driven mad. Can't he show off in peace?
Sighing deeply, after making sure there was no one else on the plane, Tony finally said, "Please, Your Majesty."
Once he heard the satisfactory title, the plane's rear hatch slowly opened...
Dressed in his Iron Man suit, Tony leaped from the plane, activated the propulsion system, and plummeted towards the expo faster than freefall.
Under the control of the AI system "Jarvis," the plane turned away and flew into the distance.
Plummeting from the sky, executing a 180-degree spin before landing.
Tony Stark completed a perfect show-off moment and, with the help of mechanical arms, performed an on-the-spot undressing show to cheers from the crowd.
At the front of the crowd, Clark and Captain America, seeing this, couldn't help but exclaim, "Has technology advanced this far? It seems I really can consider retiring."
"In fact, you've already passed the retirement age. According to the labor laws of the United States, you're more than eligible for an honorable retirement," Clark's words left Captain America feeling depressed.
Impression points from Steve Rogers: +23333!
Meanwhile, Tony, after a brief speech and releasing a video of his father introducing a future city concept, evoked a sense of nostalgia in Captain America, "It's Howard. He looks thinner, more haggard."
Although somewhat reluctant, Clark chose to be honest, "This was recorded while he was still alive."
"What!" Captain America exclaimed, "You mean, he's no longer with us? What exactly happened?"
"Believe me, you wouldn't want to know the truth," Clark said, patting Captain America on the shoulder, "Come with me. Let's meet the son of your old friend backstage."
Backstage, Tony checked his blood for toxin levels using a homemade device, his face becoming increasingly somber.
However, he quickly put on a carefree facade, stepping out of the restroom with a confident smile.
He was Iron Man, the proud Iron Man.
He needed applause and flowers, not sympathy or pity!
But his confidence vanished the moment he stepped out of the restroom, replaced by frustration: "Clark, how come no matter where I go, I run into you, you annoying guy."
Tony's undisguised displeasure met with a smile from Clark, "This annoying guy has saved your life more than once, this being the third time, right?"
Tony was momentarily taken aback, then became wary, "I've paid for the first two times. As for this third time, sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."
Clark pointed at the reactor on Tony's chest, "This device saved your life, but now it's slowly killing you."
"Palladium is a radioactive substance!"
"Come on, buddy, be more careful!"
Impression points from Tony Stark: +55555!
Clark's words were so clear, Tony knew he had a solution to his dilemma. This guy was here to bargain with him today! Taking a deep breath, Tony asked, "What exactly do you want?"
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