Black Book

Chapter 508 The Sin of Pride
"Divine pressure, threat level: SSS."

"Legendary power, threat level: SSS."

"Our winning rate assessment: 0.0000%"

"Battle advice: flee!"

Looking at the blood-red word "Run" that he had never seen before, the sturdy and majestic mecha did not hesitate at all. The steel wings behind it spewed out sword-shaped flames, drawing clear Mach loops, and rushed straight into the sky like a rocket.

"Want to run away in the middle of a slide?"

With the corners of his mouth curled up ferociously, Zhu Haomiao flapped his wings downwards suddenly, kicked the ground with his legs, and a milky white disc-shaped sonic boom cloud exploded directly above his head, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

boom!
The powerful reaction force blasted a shallow pit with a diameter of more than one meter on the ground, and the flying mud covered Tony's face.

"Bah bah bah!"

Tony spit out the sand in his mouth, stood up with difficulty, figured out the direction, and limped out of the park.

After finally hailing a taxi and returning to the mansion, Tony took off his suit with the help of the robotic arm Xiaodai. He endured the discomfort and immediately began to improve the armor.

The experience just now gave him such a huge shock that even in that dark cave, he had never felt as hopeless and powerless as he did today.

He clearly felt that everything was under control, and that even if he lost power and fell, he would be able to pull himself up again at the last moment. However, an accident came without warning, and instantly destroyed his composure and confidence.

If the mysterious Mr. Zhu hadn't arrived in time, he might have fallen to death!

How could Tony, who was so conceited and proud, tolerate such a stupid and miserable death?
Tony gnashed his teeth fiercely, and the peculiar sci-fi mecha appeared in his mind, and his heart became heavy.

That was obviously a technology he had never seen before. Could there be someone in this world who was smarter than him and could create a weapon that was far beyond the realistic level?
Tony Stark thought and improved at the same time, doing two things at the same time and advancing in an orderly manner.

I don’t know how long it had been, but I suddenly noticed a dark shadow in the reflection of the glass out of the corner of my eye.

"Ow!"

Tony was so frightened that his whole body shuddered. He turned his head and found that it was Zhu Haomiao who was observing his torn suit with great interest.

"How did you get in?"

Our own studio has the highest security level in the world!

He subconsciously asked the question in his heart, but before the black-clothed boy could answer, a gorgeous gate of sparks appeared in Tony's mind, and he slapped himself lightly.

"Sorry, I didn't ask."

After wiping his face, Tony straightened his face and asked solemnly.

"Do you know who attacked me just now?"

"do not know?"

Without raising his head, Zhu Haomiao's eyes were attracted by the silver armor in the window beside him, as if he was looking at a favorite toy.

"He ran away?!"

"No."

"You caught him?!"

"I didn't catch it. I ate it."

"???!!!"

Tony's face froze. He thought carefully and analyzed seriously. Finally, his facial features slowly wrinkled into an expression of an old man on the subway.

“Eat…eat?”

Is this a metaphor or a theological term?

However, Zhu Haomiao smacked his lips, swallowed his saliva with satisfaction, and gave a thumbs up.

"Mmm, it melts in your mouth and tastes delicious."

"........."

Vaguely realizing that this "eat" meant "eat" in the literal sense, Tony Stark fell into deep silence.

Thinking of Zhu Haomiao's pair of dark wings that covered the sky, Tony suddenly felt a sense of fear, as if the person standing in front of him was not a harmless boy, but a cold and brutal devil.

But in a blink of an eye, rationality overwhelmed emotion. Tony crushed the fear in his heart and looked directly at the boy's flawless profile.

"This is the armor I tried out before. Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it's pretty cool." "I can give it to you."

"No, this thing is just a toy to me. It will break if I squeeze it."

"........."

Although he really wanted to teach him about the hardness of titanium alloy, when he thought of his opponent's mysterious power, Tony painfully discovered that the weapon he was so proud of seemed like a toy in front of him.

All of a sudden, an inexplicable feeling of unwillingness arose in his heart, and a seed quietly took root and sprouted. Tony secretly decided to create an armor that could compete with him!

On the other side, a wonderful resonance was rippling in the depths of his soul. Zhu Haomiao turned his head in surprise and sensed a fleeting flash of original sin divinity from Tony.

"Tony..."

"Ok?"

"You are guilty of hubris."

"what??"

"With a mortal body, you want to be on par with gods. Haha, what an interesting fellow!"

Patting Tony on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he felt like he was looking forward to cultivating a work of art with his own hands.

"But perhaps it is this quality that supports you to take that last step and write your legend..."

There was a faint murmur as thin as a mosquito's buzz echoing in his ears, but Tony Stark couldn't hear it clearly. But before he could open his mouth to ask, his attention was diverted by the young man in black.

"By the way, the life-saving technique you've been dreaming of has been completed. Do you want to learn it?"

His eyes lit up, Tony Stark nodded vigorously, and bowed in a very formal manner.

"Father, please..."

"No, no, no! I'm not your master!"

He raised his hand and performed a series of three rejections. Zhu Haomiao interrupted Tony's spell and gave a serious explanation.

"You have to think it over carefully. You are just an ordinary person. It is very dangerous to practice this kind of technique. If something unexpected happens, I will not be responsible."

Hearing this, Tony Stark recalled the information he had looked up on putty-removing skills and asked solemnly.

"Will it lead to obsession?"

"Well... in a sense, almost."

After pondering for a few seconds, Tony gritted his teeth as he thought of the dark spot spreading more and more on his chest.

“I decided to give it a try!”

"OK, the name of this technique is [Stellar Furnace Body Tempering Technique]. Next, I will teach you the first level."

…………

More than half an hour later, looking at Tony with a confused face, Zhu Haomiao let out a soul-stirring sigh.

"I have never seen such a stupid person."

"........."

For the first time in his life, Tony Stark blushed and felt the pain of a poor student.

………………

"My lord."

The gorgeous Martian gate opened, and Wilson saluted respectfully with his hands on his chest. Suddenly, he noticed that his master looked a little tired.

Not only him, but even Bruce Banner beside him noticed Zhu Haomiao's fatigue and couldn't help but look at him curiously.

Soon, Bruce Banner had an epiphany, followed by even greater doubts.

It's not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue...

Who could make Mr. Zhu so upset? !
"Make me a pot of strong coffee."

Wiping his face, Zhu Haomiao forced himself to cheer up and put Tony Stark's suffocating stupidity behind him.

(End of this chapter)