People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

"Hey girls, it's my birthday party, but someone seems to be stealing the show?" Tony said as he approached with a smile.

"Hahaha, Tony, how is it possible? If you were ten years younger, I could pursue you so crazily." The young woman approached Tony and whispered: "He is really, too young."

The female perverts walked away laughing, leaving only Tony, who was dumbfounded, and Mo An, who had a slight smile on his face.

"If they knew you were [Doomsday], do you think they would still dare to approach you?" Tony asked Mo An with a smile.

"You have to know, Tony, sometimes a man's ability is fatal poison to a woman." Mo An wiped a hand of his hair with melancholy eyes, "No way, who made me so good? It's obvious that my ability has not been revealed yet, but This face captured their hearts.”

"You said you were fat and you were out of breath, but to be honest, brother," Tony put his hand on Mo An's shoulder, "I really appreciate your help. Although it is useless to say this in our friendship, I still want to explain."

"Look, Congress doesn't dare to mess with us now, and it's all because of you."

"I can't even think about what would happen if these things were gone without you. I...I might do a lot of stupid things." Tony was a little incoherent.

"No, I think even without me, maybe you know what you are doing." Mo An smiled.

The old man also said in the original book that the steel suit that Rhodes snatched was not stolen at all, but was authorized by Tony in advance. After all, it would be better to give it to the country than to his brother.

This was a decision made after 89% of the palladium poisoning. I have to say that Tony's thinking was clear.

"Really? Haha, maybe." Tony put down the wine glass and hugged Mo An, "Brother, it's great to have you here."

"I said, do you have to do this to sensationalize?" Mo An, who was dumbfounded, patted Tony on the back, "Did you drink too much? Should I ask Miss Potts to help you take a rest?"

Brother, what do you think of those female perverts who just left?

"How can revealing one's true feelings be called too much drinking?" Tony let go of his arms and said, "Tomorrow I'm going to study my father's relics. Can we come together?"

"Of course, just call me then." Mo An nodded and smiled.

After the party, Tony took Rhodes to the basement and handed him the prototype of the war machine, which was also an explanation to Congress.

the next day.

Tony placed the large box across the table, with "Private Property of H. Stark" printed on it, and Tony slowly opened it.

The first thing that caught Tony's eyes was a roll of drawings of the Ark reactor, which was exactly the same as the one in Ivan Vanko's hand.

He unfolded it, read it, put it aside, and then picked up another newspaper. It contained a report about former Russian scientist Anton Vanko's defection and seeking asylum in the United States.

There were two boxes of film inside, and Tony had a vague feeling that his father's unfinished business in his life might be among them.

He found a projector and projected the film on the screen.

It turned out to be a behind-the-scenes shot of the expo, or a scrap.

Howard Stark, who was standing in front of the bird's-eye view and talking nonstop, turned around and suddenly saw the troublemaking young Tony, "Tony, what are you doing there, what are you holding in your hand?"

Tony, who was watching attentively, suddenly laughed, and a faint warmth filled his heart.

"Put it back, put it back where you took it from, okay?"

Little Tony put it back obediently.

"Where's your mother? Maria?"

The mother didn't come, and the recording staff finally took little Tony away.

"Okay... let me say it again..."

There was one highlight after another. Seeing his father being serious at the beginning but failing in the end, Tony never let go of his lips.

Until the end of the film, Howard Stark slowly leaned on the edge of the table, looking at Tony as if through the distance of time and space.

"Tony, you're too young to understand now, so I'd better record it and show it to you."

Tony's expression slowly turned serious.

Howard Stark pointed to the table behind him, "I built this for you."

“One day, you’ll understand there’s more to it than just invention.”

"This is my life's work."

The camera slowly pans across the aerial view, "This is the key to the future."

Howard Stark continued: "I am limited by the technology of this era and cannot complete it, but one day you will be able to unlock it, and when the time comes, you will change the world."

"In my life, from beginning to end. The greatest creation."

"It's you."

Howard just looked at him with a smile until the end of the movie.

The corners of Tony's eyes were slightly moist.

......

Early in the morning, Tony drove to the Stark Group, and under the eyes of everyone's admiration and awe, he boarded the elevator.

Opening the door to the CEO's office, Tony came in and asked, "Pebo, do you remember where the desk in my dad's old house that I said was useless is placed?"

"The one in the corner?" Pepper thought for a moment.

Tony turned around and saw that a huge rectangular frame was covered by a huge curtain.

Tony lifted the curtain, and it was exactly the same as what he saw in his father's film.

"Thank God it wasn't broken!" Tony said happily.

"Then it should be me you're thanking, okay?" Pepper rolled her eyes.

"Oh, my dear Miss Pepper," Tony quickly walked up to her, hugged her, and kissed her forehead, "Of course it should be you. If you hadn't sorted this out, I really don't know what I would have done."

"Okay, don't be pretentious here." Although he said this, it seemed that Pepper still liked it.

"What's the use of it?" she asked.

"As it says," Tony laughed, "it's the key to the future."

Tony drove home with the model cut into several pieces.

"Jarvis, please make a digital structural wireframe." Tony blew away the dust on it, "I need an operable projection."

Jarvis scanned slowly and presented it in front of Tony, "The scan of the 1974 Stark Expo model is completed, sir."

While operating, Tony asked: "How many buildings are there in total?"

“Counting the Belgian waffle stand?”

"Knowing and asking questions, show it all."

Looking at the projection erected in front of him, Tony said: "It looks like atoms..."

After thinking for a while, "Jarvis, delete the trail."

"What are you doing, sir?"

"It should be rediscovering a new element."

Tony worked with both hands, "Removing landscaping, bushes, trees, etc."

"Parking lot, exit, entrance."

“Using the pavilion as a framework to frame protons and neutrons.”

In the end, all the scenes merged into a large sphere composed of many small spheres.

"Dad," Tony murmured, "he has been dead for nearly 20 years and he can still teach me lessons."

"As expected of you."