The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The weather in New York is gradually getting colder. The early morning mist clings to the glass of the windows, leaving a hazy layer of white and casting a hazy yellow light on the newly lit street lamps.

Schiller was holding a cup of coffee and sitting at the desk in Stark's laboratory. Stark came over with a pile of data and said: "We need to modify the No. 5 joint again, and then do it with the No. 13 joint. A control group experiment, and there is also a problem with the data on the outer armor of No. 7’s arm. I will have to readjust it later..."

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

While laying out the data on the table, Stark said: "You have asked me this question at least 20 times in the night. You started asking me at 7 o'clock last night and continued until 7 o'clock this morning."

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

"Then what are you doing now? Three minutes have passed. Have you finished drinking? We still have two groups of experiments to do, and they must be completed before 8 o'clock today."

Schiller fell down on the table.

Peter took two documents and walked out from behind the glass door of the laboratory. He said: "Mr. Stark, there seems to be something wrong with the external bracket of leg bone No. 5. In the third data that Jarvis just gave me, , the bone support structure seems to have a tendency to become unstable, and the bracket is also at risk of fragmentation. 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, "This is not a big problem."

He reached out and pointed to Peter on the blueprint. "We will add a cushioning system to this joint later, and then move it down two centimeters..."

Peter touched his chin with his hand and thought, and Stark stepped forward and pulled Schiller up. He said: "Usually it only takes you 3 seconds to drink a cup of strong coffee, but now you have been drinking it for almost 5 minutes. Get up and work quickly. "

"My magical abilities need to be restored..."

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

Schiller covered his eyes and said, "Can you get a complete set of mecha? Then I cast magic on it once, and then you can use it directly. Why do you have to dismantle it into parts?" Parts for experiments?”

Stark said quite speechlessly: "Why do I sometimes think you understand these things very well, but sometimes I think you are a mechanical idiot."

He spread the design drawing on the table, then pointed to the pattern on it and said: "See? After you use magic to help me solve the problem of shrinking and expanding the Mark 4, I can focus on it in the design. "In terms of performance and functionality, once I improve the performance and functionality of a certain part, I have to retest whether it can be shrunk and expanded, or whether the expanded functionality is the same as I expected."

“So I had to do a lot of modular experimentation to test whether a feature would work as I expected when it was scaled down and scaled out individually.”

"So is there any part that didn't work as well for you?" Schiller asked.

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

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

Peter said: "I agree with Mr. Stark. The manufacture of this kind of mecha is no joke. Once you fly to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters and a certain component fails, it will be too dangerous. "

"It's more than that." Stark said while sorting out the design drawings: "The effects of low-power operation, high-power and even overclocking operation are different. You must ensure that it is as perfect as possible at each level of energy efficiency output. Performance."

Then Stark took Schiller's arm and pulled him to the edge of the experimental table. Peter handed over a component, and Schiller disassembled and reassembled it. Then Stark took it to test, and Peter handed over another component. Schiller then broke them down and reassembled them, and then put them to the test.

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

The symbiote kept repeating in his mind: "The heads of both of them smell so good. They really smell good. I want to eat them. Can I eat one of them? Just eat one, and then the other one will be eaten next time. I I want to eat the one with blue eyes first..."

Schiller discovered that the symbiote seems to be able to detect people's brain waves. When a person's brain starts to operate rapidly, he will detect a kind of pheromone released in their brain. The faster the person's brain activity, the faster the person's brain activity. It smells better.

Unfortunately, for super geniuses like Peter and Stark, their brains are like a walking piece of super-invincible fried chicken that the symbiote cannot refuse.

Somehow, the symbiote also learned to play the sound of swallowing saliva over and over again in Schiller's head, making him hungry.

Schiller finished twisting the last light bulb that was handed over and said, "Let's go get something to eat. Aren't you hungry?"

Stark threw him two compressed cookies and said, "Thanks to SHIELD's new gadget, I can now work for 40 hours straight."

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

"The reason I asked this kid to come here is because he has much more energy than the others."

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

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"Why don't you, a mage, feel sleepy? Don't you have any refreshing magic?"

Schiller doesn't actually feel physically sleepy. With the symbiote, he can even go without eating, drinking or sleeping. However, anyone who has turned on the light bulb here for more than 20 hours will also feel mentally sleepy.

Schiller actually didn't understand the design of their armor at all, but whenever Stark came out from behind the glass door and excitedly showed off his new ideas, Schiller had to act as a cheerleader and applaud him. If he didn't Do this, and Stark will then rush through the glass door, go through a series of clanging explosions, and emerge with a new idea.

Stark said: "How can you be so indifferent to such a great cause? This is a milestone in the history of human science! Perhaps it is also magical! For the first time, we have combined the products of human technology with a new magical power. Together, don’t you look forward to the results they produce?”

"I'm more concerned about another question." Schiller said: "Are you going to call this series of armors Mark? I think it should have a new name."

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

"Peter would be heartbroken, he had a hand in making it."

Stark scratched his head, and Peter said: "I don't care about this, but compared to the name, I think the new armor should have a cooler appearance, something completely different from the Mark series."

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

"So let's hurry up. As soon as we have tested all the parts, we can start assembling it, and then soon we can paint it a nice color. I think blue and silver would be great." good."

"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 has no offensive capabilities." Schiller said.

"What about the weightlessness technique? I think being able to levitate objects is not bad."

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

By the time Natasha came over, the three of them had not slept for nearly 50 hours. Schiller and Peter looked normal because they had superpowers, but Stark had a huge panda eye. Natasha said: "We almost sent you a missing persons notice. You disappeared for almost three days."

"But we had a great result!" said Stark.

Immediately afterwards, Natasha saw Stark take out a cigarette. The female agent smiled and said, "It seems that you are still so confused. Since I joined SHIELD, I have stopped smoking."

"Isn't it too late for you to think about health care now?" Schiller asked her.

"To maintain health? I'm not doing it for health! Which Russian person have you seen to maintain health? That damn smoke alarm in the S.H.I.E.L.D. office would go off more than 20 times a day. I couldn't stand the noise from it, 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 upward, and in an instant, a mecha composed of silver and dark blue appeared on his body.

The shape of this mecha is indeed slightly different from that of the Mark series. It appears to be thinner, smoother, and better fits Stark's body shape. Moreover, when he is armed and moving, he will not emit any mechanical noise from other mechas. The voice is more like a unique set of tights than a mecha.

Schiller stood up and said: "Originally you were 10 centimeters taller than me in the mecha, but now you are only 3 centimeters taller."

"Is this the point?!"

"Of course, because you don't wear a mecha and you are one centimeter shorter than me."

"Two centimeters shorter, sir," said Peter, "and you have to lose your shoes."

Stark took a deep breath, and with a slight jump, the armor floated in the air, without making as much movement as before. Stark said, "Thank you for giving me the inspiration. I also feel that jet power is a bit cheap. However, this magnetic levitation system is still a bit immature, and I still need to improve it.”

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

Natasha said: "Okay, there's something going on. It seems to be related to the group of ninjas that Captain and Peter dealt with before."

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

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

"No charge this time?"

"certainly!"