Marvel's female superheroine travels through multiple worlds

"It's just a minor scratch, don't worry, leave the rest to me." Tony waved his hand lazily, trying to brush it off.

He really didn't want to tell his friends about the palladium poisoning, and he would never give up hope of survival unless absolutely necessary.

Meanwhile, in Hammer Industrial District in Queens, New York, Justin Hammer is showing Ivan Vanko around his properties.

"You can work here without worry. Sometimes it's nice to be invisible; no one will notice you, right?"

Ivan has been imprisoned by local police since his attack on Tony Stark in Monaco.

As a long-time rival of the Starks, the shrewd Justin Hammour keenly set his sights on Ivan, this "hot commodity."

Before anyone could react, he spent a large sum of money to bribe the prison guards and secretly rescued Ivan from prison.

Of course, all of this was done with the tacit approval of the US government; otherwise, with Hamm's little tricks, the FBI could have easily investigated him thoroughly.

“They’re all here, and that’s what I wanted to show you. I’m very excited about this because they’re ready to be deployed at any time.”

Hamm led Ivan to an area displaying a large number of steel armors and enthusiastically introduced them to the exhibits.

Ivan looked at these seemingly imposing behemoths, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He harbored deep hatred for the Stark family and loathed Tony Stark's arrogant demeanor, yet he couldn't deny the excellence of the Iron Man armor.

In comparison, these so-called battle armors in front of us are just a pile of scrap metal. What are they?

A design that prioritizes aesthetics on the outside but results in a chaotic internal structure is utterly useless.

With his abilities, he could easily create far superior weapons and equipment in a short time.

"I might have made some mistakes with the data, or been too eager to mass-produce the prototype, which resulted in... Oh well, I'm just an impatient person. Come on, take a look."

Han Mo remembered the poor wretch who had broken his lumbar spine while participating in the armor test, and his words stopped abruptly. He then smiled and changed the subject.

Ivan walked straight to the computer and started operating it without saying a word. A deep meaning flashed in his eyes. He suddenly felt that these seemingly useless pieces of trash might still have some value to be reused.

"Wait, you can't just do it like that! I set a password!"

Seeing this, Hamm quickly spoke up to stop him.

But he shut his mouth before he could finish speaking, because the burly man in front of him had easily cracked the system password and firewall, successfully hacking into the main control program.

"Your software is absolutely terrible." Ivan made no attempt to hide his disdain and criticized it mercilessly.

This idiot spent so much money researching something pointless...

"Okay, you're really amazing!"

Hamm took a deep breath, showing no sign of blame; instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement, knowing he had struck gold.

Ivan, too lazy to waste any more words, moved a spiral ladder over, climbed up, and began to carefully examine the "scrap metal."

He fiddled with it a few times, and ended up pulling the head off the armor, which made Hammo feel heartbroken.

It's worth noting that while these pieces of equipment aren't as impressive as Iron Man's armor, each one still costs a whopping $125.7 million.

"The driver's seat is inside, but I haven't been able to find any volunteers." Hamm chuckled awkwardly, trying to hide his embarrassment and guilt.

The armor of the 'half-cut' tester is still displayed in the last row.

Moreover, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Was it a mistake to let this unidentified guy into his factory?

"What do you need these suits of armor for?" Ivan pressed the steel head back down, turned around, and calmly looked at Hamm and asked.

"In the long run, I want to use them to secure a 25-year weapons production and sales contract with the Department of Defense."

"I'm going to make Iron Man's technology look outdated. I'm going to go to the Stark Expo and humiliate Tony on his own turf. Do you understand what I mean?" Hammer said ambitiously, his hands in his pockets, his expression manic.

"I can do it, no problem."

A smile appeared on Ivan's face; Iron Man's enemy was also his enemy.

With this idiot providing the materials and facilities, he has to make Tony pay!

"Great! I knew it! You're my savior!" Hamm clapped his hands exaggeratedly, his face plastered with a fake smile.

Both sides knew in their hearts that their relationship was nothing more than mutual exploitation, simple and straightforward.

If the plan succeeds, both sides will get what they want.

At night, luxury cars lined up outside a villa by the sea in Malibu, one after another.

Heavy-makeup, scantily clad beauties came and went in a steady stream from the villa’s lobby.

Today is Tony's 39th birthday.

In his private lounge, Tony stared at the black lines covering his upper body in the mirror, feeling utterly dejected.

In just one week, his palladium poisoning level soared to 89%, which could very well be the last birthday he would ever have.

"Tony, pick out a watch you need to wear tonight. Pepper told me to bring it to you." Natasha walked into the room carrying a box, her expression languid, lacking her usual shrewdness and competence.

The two were already familiar with each other, so there was no need for pretense when they were alone together.

"Should I cancel the party?" Tony frowned, not answering, but instead posing a question.

“Perhaps. You know how many eyes are watching you. S.H.I.E.L.D. has shielded you from a lot of trouble,” Natasha said casually, tilting her head.

The military, government, secret research institutions, and various special departments all coveted Tony's Iron Man armor technology, as if it were already theirs.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has gone to great lengths this time, sending numerous agents to help Tony resolve his troubles, and all for him alone—something that has never happened before.

Of course, Natasha also understood Tony's importance.

He is not only exceptionally intelligent, but also backed by the powerful Blackwatch organization, and most importantly, by the Supergirl who may return at any time.

If it weren't for S.H.I.E.L.D.'s coordination, the special forces deployed by the military on the perimeter would likely have been dealt with by the Shadow Guard long ago.

As a Black Widow agent who came from the Red Room, Natasha was well aware of the immense power possessed by the Shadow Guard.

"Sir, the banquet may begin. Miss Pepper is waiting for you in the foyer," Jarvis's voice reminded him.

Tony rubbed his cheeks vigorously, flashed what he thought was a charming smile, and strode outside with his head held high.

Chapter 66 Burst Boost

In the deep, boundless, pitch-black space, the scorching sun burns fiercely, its immense size radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

When viewed up close, it appears as a massive fireball, accompanied by terrifying temperatures high enough to instantly evaporate any moisture from an object and vaporize it.

At the closest point, there is a planet that appears grayish.

Mercury is very similar in appearance to the Moon, but it is much larger in size.

Europeans named it Mercury. In ancient Roman mythology, Mercury was a swift messenger god, and Mercury is indeed the fastest orbiting planet in the solar system.

Because its atmosphere is extremely thin and can hardly retain heat effectively, the temperature in the equatorial region can reach 437°C during the day, while at night the temperature can plummet to -172°C, a staggering temperature difference.

The planet's environment is extremely harsh; as far as the eye can see, there are endless ring-shaped mountain ranges, which simply do not meet the necessary conditions for the evolution of life.

Currently, humans mainly observe and explore Mercury using high-powered telescopes and probes.

Mercury is 7800 million kilometers away from Earth at its closest point and a staggering 2.18 million kilometers away at its farthest. Such a vast distance makes it very difficult for manned spacecraft to reach it.

Even with heavy protective suits, astronauts would have no chance of adapting to Mercury's extremely harsh environment.

At this moment, in Mercury's near-Earth orbit, floats an energy cocoon emitting a soft white light.

It continues to orbit Mercury under the pull of the planet's gravity.

From a distance, it looks like a miniature white sun.

Because it is located between the Sun and Mercury, this energy cocoon is directly subjected to the intense impact of stellar radiation.

The terrifying solar wind, like a surging, towering wave, rushed towards the energy cocoon.

The energy cocoon is like a lone boat tossed about in a storm at sea, seemingly on the verge of being capsized at any moment.

However, this energy cocoon radiating white light was exceptionally resilient, remaining firmly upright and unmoved even under the terrifying onslaught of the solar wind.

Moreover, its light film surface is continuously absorbing the energy that covers it and converting it into white, unknown energy that slowly flows into the cocoon.

This cyclical state has continued for an unknown period of time. In this vast expanse of space, where there is no precise concept of time and space, everything seems to stand still.

Until a certain moment, the white light of the energy cocoon gradually dimmed.

Suddenly, a slender yet powerful arm burst through the light membrane and emerged from the energy cocoon.

Then, another arm, head, and legs appeared in turn.

As the white light completely dissipated, Lu Yunmeng gradually appeared in the vast, dark universe.

She stretched lazily towards the sun, even yawning, and instantly, an explosive energy flowed through her limbs and bones.

He clenched his fist, truly feeling the immense power that far surpassed anything he had ever experienced before, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Two years have passed since I left Earth and came to Mercury, the planet closest to the Sun!

In order to become stronger quickly, Lu Yunmeng chose the most direct and brutal method—sunbathing up close!

To be honest, the initial process was extremely difficult. The energy of the star was too powerful, and she was almost burned to ashes by the high temperature.

Given her previous level of ability, she was simply unable to penetrate deep into the sun's core to absorb energy.

Therefore, in order to improve her own strength as soon as possible, Lu Yunmeng chose the orbit of Mercury.

Here, she endured terrifying radiation powerful enough to easily destroy a planet, constantly converting the radiation energy with her mutated biological energy.

The thermonuclear radiation felt like a sharp knife scraping at the bone, causing excruciating pain as if the body was being torn apart.

Even so, she endured the excruciating pain, covered her entire body with energy, wrapped herself in a cocoon, and then entered a dormant state.

Her steel-like body granted her a powerful physique that meant she didn't need to eat, drink, or even breathe.

Lu Yunmeng maintained the continuous transformation of her internal energy until her body gradually adapted to this high-intensity energy baptism.

Over the past two years, the microscopic biological star within her body has grown continuously, and now it has reached the size of a ping-pong ball, achieving a qualitative leap.

Name: Lu Yunmeng

[Level: Early stage of Sub-Celestial Father level]

Status: Active

Gender: Female

[Benchmark Template: (Superman: Man of Steel 65%)]