The 5000-year-old girl in American comics

“This doesn’t make sense scientifically,” Banner said to Tony after a moment’s hesitation.

Tony simply shrugged: "Get used to it, bro. You'll only see this kind of thing more and more often. After all, if you join us, this kind of thing will become the norm in the future."

“So, will you join us?” Tony extended his hand to Banner.

“I am honored.” Banner smiled and shook Tony’s hand.

After all, nothing can prevent the substances inside one's body from being released, which is a better condition for Banner.

“Now that we have three people, let’s have a glass of champagne,” Tony said excitedly, spreading his arms wide.

"Wait, just three people?" Banner felt he had agreed too hastily.

This is clearly a makeshift operation!

But the other two ignored Banner.

Having already walked outside, Banner glanced back at the place and lingered a while longer in Hercules's cell.

They then caught up with the two people who had already left.

"Can we not drink?"

Chapter 68 Hammer's Arc Reactor

Bruce Banner only remembered that no matter how he tried to persuade Tony, he couldn't stop him. Almost all the famous wines he'd only ever heard of could be found in Tony's house.

Although Banner wasn't particularly interested in drinking, he couldn't resist his curiosity about expensive alcoholic beverages.

Banner's last memory was of Diana holding a glass of whiskey, smiling at the two of them. After that, he had no further recollection.

“Hello, Mr. Banner. You can go downstairs now and have breakfast,” Jarvis’s voice rang out.

"Artificial intelligence?" Banner wasn't particularly startled by this scene, though he was somewhat surprised by the almost human-like expression of the AI ​​Tony had created. Considering Tony's technological prowess, however, it didn't seem like there was anything wrong with it.

You can call me Jarvis.

"OK." Banner rubbed his face, hoping this would help him recover from his hangover as quickly as possible.

"So, what about the other two?" Banner was a little confused. They had all been drinking together, so why was he the only one like this? The only thing he was thankful for was that at least his clothes were still safely on his body.

“Mr. Stark is already used to this kind of life, so…”

Although he knew that artificial intelligence would have difficulty developing an emotional system these days, he could still hear a hint of... mockery in Jarvis's words.

"Looks like I'm still not quite used to this kind of thing." Banner rubbed his head, got up to leave and get something to eat, "That lady..."

As soon as Banner finished speaking, he slapped his head in annoyance: "Did I ask a stupid question?"

“Yes, sir.” Jarvis’s voice remained calm and even.

Banner didn't want to dwell on the issue anymore.

Sure enough, alcohol was a hindrance to him.

"Looks like you slept quite well."

The person Banner saw as soon as he came downstairs was Diana, who was holding a coffee cup.

"Thanks for your concern, it's actually not bad. It's just that I sometimes ask some completely unnecessary and stupid questions," Banner shrugged, saying somewhat nonchalantly.

“Hey Bruce, your image last night really shattered my preconceived notions about you,” Tony said, looking at Banner with a smile.

Banner felt there was a deep malice in that smile.

really.

Tony pulled up the details of what happened when the three of them were drinking last night.

Banner wept bitterly, as if he had lost his most beloved doll.

Sometimes, he would burst into laughter because the big green thing inside him could no longer come out at will. He was the spitting image of a schizophrenic.

“If you were to play Banner in Identity, you would be a truly memorable new face,” Tony said, stroking his chin as he commented on Banner after he had been drinking the night before.

"Oh God." Banner himself couldn't stand it anymore. "Tony, please turn it off, turn it off."

Tony waved his hand, and the image disappeared: "Of course, no problem. I'll definitely show this clip to any new recruits we have."

“No,” Banner said seriously to Tony, “Never.”

“OK.” Tony smiled and agreed to Banner’s suggestion. As for whether or not to show it to the newcomer, that would depend on his mood.

Diana, who was standing to the side, did not interrupt, but simply watched the news broadcast that she had turned down the volume on.

“I think you need to take a look at this, Tony.” Diana pointed to the screen in front of her.

Jarvis.

“Yes, sir.” Jarvis quickly switched the news that Diana was looking at to the main screen.

He was a fool that everyone knew, a real fool.

Justin Hammer.

“We may not be able to get our hands on that sword of limitless possibilities in Antony’s hands, even though he calls it a shield to protect the citizens.” Justin crossed his legs, staring at the camera in front of him with a hint of mockery, as if he were looking at Tony Stark, who was not present at the scene.

“But now, we can have real shields,” Justin said with a smile. “We’ve tailored armor specifically for the American military.”

Justin suddenly lifted the cloth covering the coffee table next to him.

There stood a magnificent arc reactor, a real reactor capable of powering the armor.

"You don't seem worried at all," Banner said, intending to comfort Tony, since it must be upsetting to have your things stolen. But Tony's expression clearly showed he didn't take it seriously.

"Ding ding"

Tony tapped the glowing arc reactor on his chest: "This is the latest development; that's an outdated version of mine."

“However, I can’t let this thing become a standard weapon on a large scale because of the actions of an idiot.” Tony knew very well that as long as the energy problem was solved, the armor was not something that could not be replicated.

He didn't believe that Justin, that idiot, and his equally unintelligent researchers could build an arc reactor.

Seeing that the person in question didn't seem too worried, Banner relaxed and began preparing to enjoy his breakfast.

After Diana told Tony about it, she stopped caring. After all, Tony would handle these things.

"Tony! Have you seen the news?" Pepper walked in anxiously.

“I already know about the news about that Hammer guy you’re talking about,” Tony replied to Pepper’s question. “And I also have a pretty good idea of ​​who made the Arc Reactor.”

Tony thought of the things he had brought back from S.H.I.E.L.D., including the blueprints for the Arc Reactor, which featured a Russian.

Anton Vanke.

I guess Justin found this dying old man somewhere and that's how he made this.

Meanwhile, Justin Hammer on screen continued to boast, even setting a date for the Hammer Industries Iron Man suit launch event.

"Hammer Industries will demonstrate the true use of the Iron Man suit to the world in a month." Justin looked smug on television, even taunting one of the Iron Man suit owners, "Hammer Industries also welcomes our Mr. Iron Man to our press conference, it would be even better if he didn't bring his new little girlfriend."

Even Tony was baffled by Justin's thought process. He knew perfectly well that the "girlfriend" Justin was referring to wasn't Pepper, but Diana, who was currently elegantly sipping her coffee.

“What he said…” Pepper walked over to Tony and whispered. She pointed to the pretty figure who seemed completely unconcerned.

Tony simply nodded.

Although Diana seemed completely unconcerned, Tony was certain that his coffee cups did not have those glittering gold patterns.

All I can say is that Justin played himself.

Banner didn't seem to realize who Justin was referring to as his girlfriend. After all, all Banner wanted after a hangover was to fill his stomach.

He looked up at Tony and Pepper; the two looked like a match made in heaven. Probably no one would question whether they were actually a couple.

"You two? You've confirmed your relationship?" Banner swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and said to Tony.

Chapter 69 A Farce-like Meeting

Diana and Tony were both speechless, but they let it go when they realized that this guy was a newcomer.

"Think carefully about how to deal with that clown. Let me know when the time comes, and I'll be there." Diana finished her coffee and got up to leave.

“Jarvis, get Diana a car,” Tony said.

“It’s okay, I’ve always wanted to drive that Saleen S7 from your garage.” With that, Diana walked toward Tony’s underground garage, which was also his laboratory.

Tony could only helplessly say to Pepper, "It seems your idol had his eye on the stuff in my garage from the very beginning."

“Oh, please.” Pepper just rolled her eyes at Tony. She had no idea that Tony was feeling sorry for his supercar that was basically just collecting dust.

“OK, OK.” Tony shrugged, but still grumbled, “That car would cost at least her previous job as an antiquities researcher, a lifetime’s salary.”

Unfortunately, no one felt that the car held any special meaning for Tony. He was just venting a little; after all, he didn't resent Diana taking his car.

"When I saw you before, you were almost always in that Audi R8, weren't you?" Banner, who had been silent before because of the interruption, finally spoke up again.

Tony pointed at Banner, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed his words.

Meanwhile, Diana was already cruising down the highway in Tony's Saleen S7.

Sometimes, it really feels like having a super-rich person as a friend is a wonderful thing. They always seem to bring you unexpected and wonderful things.

Diana's current state perfectly embodies the phrase "luxury cars and beautiful women."

However, sometimes the most pleasant and relaxing time is when there are the most things to do.

“Miss Prince, there is a call from Mr. Fisker. Would you like to answer it?” A familiar electronic voice suddenly came from the Saleen S7.

“I never expected Tony to have even installed a smart system in his car.” Diana raised an eyebrow. “Connect, Jarvis.”

“Diana, I’m all set and ready to handle anything.” The next moment, Wilson Fisk’s voice came through the car stereo to Diana’s ears.

"Ready to move into the high table?" Diana said calmly.

“I’m all set, and I’ll also take this opportunity to meet those so-called traditional underground aristocrats.” Fisk was clearly very interested. Just as the traditional British aristocracy looked down on the newly rich in America, the traditional families at the top of the social hierarchy also disdained people like them.

Now, Wilson Fisk has the confidence to flip the table with these guys.

A god who could easily raze the entire Washington Senate to the ground with the mere aftermath of a battle.

While the American leadership is trying to cover up what happened in Washington, the destruction of the Washington Monument and the near-total razing of the Senate are not things that can be easily concealed.

Moreover, for someone like Fisk, knowing inside information is incredibly easy.