I'm the Demon King in Marvel

"Stretch your arms and legs..." Tony laughed at Steve's clumsy look. "Actually, I've always been curious, how did you manage to lose your left leg and your right hand at the same time?"

"Is it that the shockwave can turn, or is it that the brick is precisely guiding you?"

Steve was busy getting familiar with his prosthesis and didn't bother to respond to Tony's teasing.

"Not bad." Steve stood up again and thanked Tony sincerely: "Thank you, Tony."

Tony shrugged, still cynical and sharp-tongued as always: "Now you can finally experience the happiness of Bucky Barnes."

Steve's eyes immediately became dangerous. It was okay to tease him, but it was not okay to talk about his good friend, especially since Steve's good friend had died under the alien's cannon.

Tony reacted and quickly put his hand on his mouth and made a zipper gesture, indicating that he would no longer be so sharp-tongued.

"Your burnt skin needs to be soaked in nutrient solution a few more times before it can..."

"Alarm, alarm!" Jarvis issued a mechanical warning.

Ever since Tony knew that the consciousness of "OAA" was hidden inside the Jarvis program, he immediately weakened Jarvis's intelligence and changed it into a pure artificial intelligence instead of the electronic life that could transform into Vision.

"FBI?" Tony saw a row of police cars driving towards his farm on the surveillance screen and wondered, "What's going on? Are they coming to warn me?"

In the first two months since he came into this world, Tony Stark devoted himself to his work and didn't even have a nightlife. He felt he could run for "The Best Man in America".

That's all, and it still warrants a warning from the FBI?

"Something's wrong. The two vehicles behind are clearly armed explosion-proof vehicles." Steve walked to Tony's side.

Tony was stunned at first, then he laughed bitterly: "This damn familiar feeling..."

He dared to swear on his toes that this group of sudden federal investigators was definitely the work of Lin Hao!

"Get out of the car, get out of the car!" Agent Kyle Lutz shouted to the fully armed team members: "Surround this farm, be careful, they have weapons of mass destruction."

"..." Tony, who heard this sentence from the surveillance, once again confirmed that this was definitely Lin Hao's work.

Full of bad taste.

"I'm going to go out for a while and see if I can get rid of them." Tony said as he walked towards the elevator.

"You're not wearing armor?" Steve, who knew the American style very well, was worried that Tony would suffer.

"Have you forgotten my previous identity? In front of me, they have no chance to open fire." Tony pressed the elevator switch.

Steve was silent. He almost forgot that the other party was an arms dealer.

Tony pushed open the wooden door, walked out of the unremarkable wooden house, and walked towards the FBI agent with confidence.

"Guys, Christmas is over, and there's no party going on here."

Seeing that the man was unarmed and looked well-educated, Kyle Lutz raised his fist and signaled his team members not to fire for the time being, but he did not let down his guard.

"Are you the owner here?"

"Captain, he seems to be alone..." The team member next to him was a young man in his twenties. Looking at Tony approaching, he suddenly shouted strangely: "Robert Downey Jr."

"Do you know him?" Kyle Lutz asked his men.

"A Hollywood star who acted on TV when he was a kid." But the subordinate hesitated again: "Uh... maybe I saw it wrong. Donny is only 26 years old and has just entered a compulsory drug rehabilitation center."

"Then what are you yelling about?" Kyle Lutz glared at his men.

"It seems you have the wrong person. Let me make it clear in advance that I have absolutely no illegal drugs here." Tony spread his hands and faced the gun calmly.

But it was this calm performance that made experienced agent Kyle Lutz even more suspicious.

When ordinary Americans face the muzzle of a law enforcement agency's gun, they either skillfully raise their hands or skillfully draw their guns and fight back. Only habitual criminals will face the muzzle of a police officer so calmly.

"We have received a tip that your farm contains weapons of mass destruction," Kyle Lutz shouted, "We need to go in and check. Please cooperate."

Although the 1990s was America's "golden age", cult organizations were still rampant, especially in farms and estates outside cities.

At this time, there was a "Davidian sect" in Texas. It not only deceived believers, but also stockpiled a large amount of weapons, forcing the FBI to make up its mind to launch an attack on it in 1993. They organized a battle of thousands of people, dispatched armed helicopters and armored vehicles, and relied on rocket coverage to destroy the Davidian bunker.

So after Kyle Lutz saw a few blurry photos of gun barrels and machine guns in the anonymous report letter, he immediately took his men to the address provided in the letter.

If it's true, it would be a great achievement!

Chapter 556: Fate controlled by others and terrifying expectations

In order not to attract attention, Tony Stark deliberately chose a plain-looking farm. This playboy who had experienced too many hardships was forced to learn to keep a low profile, but he still could not escape the fate arranged by others.

Although he was powerless to resist, it didn't mean that someone as proud as him was willing to accept this arrangement.

"I don't know where the police officers got the information, but I can assure you that this is just an ordinary farm."

Tony pointed to the cornfields around him, his cynicism incorrigible.

"If the FBI's definition of a weapon includes corn cobs, then I do have a lot of weapons."

Seeing that the other party was easy to talk to, Agent Kyle Lutz pressed the issue: "Step aside, we need to conduct a thorough search!"

Tony acted indifferent, stepped aside and made way for the door.

The underground laboratories and factories had been camouflaged since their construction and used a lot of alien technology. He was not worried at all that they would be detected by the technology of the 1990s.

Tony had a nice idea, but accidents always happened.

"Oh my god! What is that?" The agents who were about to enter the cabin to search looked up at the sky, each of them stunned.

Tony turned his head sharply, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

I saw two steel armors used for defense suddenly floating in the sky, raising their arms and pointing them at the agents below.

"Steve, don't tell me you did this!" Tony covered his ears with the tiny earbuds and gritted his teeth.

"It's Him!" Steve, who was in the underground laboratory, also had an angry expression: "Jarvis just emitted golden light."

"Damn it!" Tony immediately rushed back to the cabin, put out his hand and slapped the wall. Several hard steel plates emerged from the ground and blocked the wall and the door.

The time is still short. Although several production lines have been built using the automatic robots that have been manufactured previously, the scale is not large. Currently, we can only process and assemble materials using the raw materials that could be purchased in the 1990s.

Therefore, whether it is the iron armor or the automatic production line, the craftsmanship is relatively backward and has a bit of steampunk style.

The only thing that is close to the previous level is Steve's prosthetic limb, which is made entirely of expensive aviation alloys. After all, if Steve can regain his mobility as soon as possible, Tony will also have an extra helper.

Industrial production is a complex system. If you want to manufacture complex products such as nano armor and energy shields, you must have a complete industrial system, which is obviously impossible to do in just two months.

However, the two huge armors floating in the air are more shocking to people in the 1990s. At that time, the things in science fiction movies were all of this "stupid, big, rough and black" style, which was closer to their understanding of science fiction.

"Robots!" the agents screamed. "Robots that can fly!"

Kyle Lutz came to his senses and suddenly felt a surge of ecstasy. He immediately shouted, "Shoot! Shoot them down!"

He thought there were only some conventional weapons here, but two flying robots suddenly appeared.

what is this?

This is a huge fortune! This is a gift from heaven!

If Kyle Lutz didn't have such a strong desire for profit, Lin Hao wouldn't have sent him an anonymous letter on purpose.

While they were stunned and dazed, Tony, who had already rushed back to the cabin, immediately rushed back to the underground laboratory, forcibly disconnected Jarvis's connection, and turned on the manual control mode.

"What are you going to do..."

Before Steve could finish his question, Tony controlled the two robots in the sky to launch a shock wave that blew away the agents below, and then sprayed a large amount of hypnotic gas to knock everyone unconscious.

After calming down the situation outside temporarily, Tony immediately yelled at the dazed Jarvis: "Get out!"

A golden light flashed, and the consciousness of "OAA" turned into a big golden head again, glancing coldly at the two angry people.

"You don't have to be angry. I'm just helping you make the choice you have to make sooner or later."

"Haha!" Tony laughed in anger: "Should we thank you then?"

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

"..." For a moment they couldn't tell whether it was his true intention or a mockery.

"You were brought to this world by that traitor, and you were bound to be assigned to do something. Now we know the traitor's purpose. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Don't play dumb!" Steve shouted angrily, "You must have guessed what he was going to do. You pushed us out on purpose to achieve your own goal."

The golden head did not respond to Steve's anger, but said nonchalantly: "You can choose to kill everyone outside and leave the country."

After saying that, the big golden head disappeared, and the consciousness of "OAA" shrank back into the depths of Jarvis' program.

He concluded that the two would not massacre the agents outside, and the outcome was predictable.

"Assholes! You're all playing tricks on us!" Tony punched the metal lab table, feeling a sense of powerlessness mixed with his anger.

As proud as he is, he has to face this fate of being manipulated by others. You can imagine how painful it is.

Steve got over his anger faster and frowned in thought: "What exactly do they want us to do?"

Compared to the quick-thinking Tony, Steve's analytical ability is naturally inferior.

"What else?" Tony sneered. "They all want us to be discovered by the federal government and solve technical problems for NASA."

Thinking of the hottest topic in the world in the past two months, Steve finally understood: "They want you to build a spaceship for NASA?"

This Steve comes from the main universe of the movie in 2023. He has already taken the Guardians of the Galaxy spaceship to an alien planet to kill Thanos. Naturally, he knows what a spaceship that can fly out of the solar system means to NASA at the moment.

If this problem is solved, the life-bearing planet in the Centaurus system will no longer be an unattainable dream, but will immediately bring practical benefits to the people on Earth.

But a new problem came again.

"I don't understand. The 'OAA' wants us to help America in this world. I can understand that, but why does the man from the S.H.I.E.A. want to do the same?"

Steve looked puzzled.

"He should be a staunch nationalist and has never had a favorable impression of America."

This Steve had been to the "base universe" and had seen America under blockade, America full of zombies, and America bombed by aliens...

He had long seen through Lin Hao's attitude towards America, the mastermind behind the scenes, and had no illusions of luck.

Tony thought silently for a moment, then quickly figured out the logic behind it, and his expression was filled with astonishment and deep sorrow.

"He...he..." After hesitating for a while, Tony finally revealed Lin Hao's intention with a wry smile: "He wants us to see what kind of disaster the Americans...or to be more precise, the American capital consortium will bring to the grassroots people after owning this new life planet..."

"Wait!" Steve interrupted, not being able to sort out his logic for a moment: "After having a new planet with life, shouldn't people's lives be better..."