Reborn in Marvel, I am Iron Man's son?

Therefore, it is natural to choose the school closest to your home, which makes going to and from school safer.

After making the decision, Rosalie took Mark to the community elementary school to register him.

When school officially started a month later, Mark carried his schoolbag and took a bus to the community primary school, becoming a proud primary school student.

However, unlike other elementary school students, Mark's backpack did not contain books, but instead contained various devices such as a modified stun gun, drones, listening devices, positioning devices, alarms, and emergency call devices.

Two armed bodyguards followed behind him to protect his safety.

The community primary school is less than two kilometers from Mark's home, so if he is in danger, the other bodyguards at home can come to his aid quickly.

After entering the community primary school, Mark quickly found his classroom and went inside.

He glanced at the classroom and found that most of the students had already arrived.

A group of five- or six-year-old children were chattering excitedly in the classroom, seemingly saying something inappropriate.

The seats by the window on the south side were all taken by other children; only the seats on the north side were available.

Mark didn't want to miss out on gaining Sunlight Points.

He walked to the sunniest spot on the south side, patted the shoulder of a chubby boy with a round face sitting there, and pointed to an empty seat on the north side, saying, "Chubby boy, go sit over there."

This chubby boy was probably used to being arrogant at home, and upon hearing Mark's words, he immediately turned red with anger: "No! You go if you want!"

"Ok?"

Mark frowned, his imposing presence radiating authority without anger.

"Okay, alright..."

Under his intense gaze, the chubby boy finally gave in, picked up his schoolbag with a wronged expression, and left his seat.

He felt that facing Mark was like facing other adults, not like facing a child his own age, and his psychological instincts were suppressed.

Mark chuckled, finding it rather amusing to tease a little kid occasionally.

He then sat down in the window seat.

[Sunlight Value +1]

Mark was even more satisfied to see the increasing daylight index.

After class started, a beautiful woman in her early twenties walked into the classroom.

"Hello children, I am your language teacher and homeroom teacher, Helena Field..."

Helena first introduced herself, and then asked the children present to introduce themselves one by one.

Mark didn't want to stand out too much, so he introduced himself simply, just like the other children.

After he sat down, he took out his laptop and continued to fill in Alice's core code, adding more features to her.

It took Tony Stark ten years to elevate Jarvis to the level of pseudo-artificial intelligence, and Alice is still far from being able to compare.

Compared to the other children who were chattering excitedly, Mark, sitting by the window constantly typing on his keyboard, was so unique that he immediately caught Helena's attention.

After a slight hesitation, she decided to temporarily abandon her plan to talk to Mark.

After the first class ended and Helena announced the end of get out of class, she walked over to Mark, who was still typing on the keyboard.

"Mark, what are you doing?"

Looking at the dense code on the screen, Helena asked curiously.

"Writing a smart program."

Mark didn't stop working and replied casually.

"You...you know computer programming?"

Helena was astonished, unable to believe that a five-year-old child could understand such profound knowledge.

"Yes, I learned it myself online."

Mark answered honestly.

Helena was speechless for a moment, unable to bring herself to say the words she wanted to use to persuade Mark to pay attention in class.

After all, a child who has already learned to write computer programs really doesn't need to take elementary school language classes anymore.

Over the next day, teachers of other subjects also began teaching one after another.

Mark, however, ignored it and continued doing his own thing.

When a teacher came to inquire about the situation, he answered truthfully.

Mark quickly became a celebrity in the entire community's elementary school.

All the teachers knew that a genius had come to their school, who was only five years old and already knew how to program computers.

When a teacher recognized Mark and realized he was the kidnapped man from the previous CBS interview, who also seemed to be Tony Stark's child, they were no longer so surprised.

After all, they would be shocked if an ordinary child showed genius, but if it were Tony Stark's child, they could accept it even if the child showed a little more genius.

Sunlight index: 25638

When school was over, Mark saw his current daylight value and couldn't help but laugh.

After accumulating this amount of time, his sunlight value finally met the requirements for the Super Brain to upgrade again.

Mark didn't rush to upgrade; instead, he returned home under the escort of his bodyguards.

"Upgrade your super brain!"

With a thought, his super brain, originally at level 8, instantly leveled up to level 9.

[Super Brain LV9: 0/51200]

At that moment, Mark felt all the knowledge he had learned instantly transform into streams of light, intertwining and merging with each other.

The knowledge from various disciplines that was originally somewhat fragmented has now been truly integrated and become Mark's own.

He felt that his brain's computing power had been greatly enhanced once again, even reaching the speed of the personal supercomputer that Alice had used.

"Feels good!"

Mark nodded in satisfaction at first, then felt even more eager to upgrade his super brain to level 10 and unlock the next superpower.

For the next few days, Mark went to school on time every day.

Then he sat by the window, basking in the sun while continuing to write code.

After the class teachers got used to it, they stopped interfering with Mark's behavior.

That night, while Mark was fast asleep, he was suddenly awakened by Alice's alarm.

"Dangerous target detected! Dangerous target detected!"

Chapter Thirty-Five: Fierce Battle in the Dark

"what happened?"

Mark frowned as he was suddenly awakened.

The large screen in his room lit up, displaying an image taken by a drone.

A group of more than ten men in black, wearing hoods and carrying guns, were heading menacingly toward Clem Street.

Mark was startled and immediately became more vigilant.

He immediately put on his clothes, opened the door, and went out.

Mark first went to the monitoring room not far away, where he met Michael and his men.

They had clearly been reminded by Alice and gathered here to discuss how to deal with the situation.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on one of the large screens in the monitoring room.

The image shown above is exactly what Mark saw from the drone he was looking at earlier.

"mark!"

When Mark came in, Michael and the other bodyguards greeted him.

"Who are these guys?"

Mark pointed to the men in black getting closer and closer to Clem Street in the picture and asked a question.

"Judging from the weapons they're carrying, most of them are Glock 17s and TEC-9s, commonly used by gangsters..."

Although it was late at night, the footage from the drone was very clear, and Michael was able to identify the weapons they were carrying.

Mark then noticed that the men in black seemed to be targeting Mrs. Weston's house, which was not far from his own!

This made his voice turn cold: "It must be those Mexicans who just formed the Ironblood Gang. They really don't follow the rules!"

Mark recently investigated and discovered that the ongoing conflicts in the Clem neighborhood were between the newly formed Mexican Iron Blood gang and the Collin Street gang, composed of local Los Angeles residents.

Mrs. Weston has been hospitalized to recover from her injuries since she was shot a while ago.

After she was discharged from the hospital, Mr. Weston questioned nearby witnesses and concluded that it was the Ironbloods who had accidentally injured her.

Mr. Weston then took the Ironbloods to court, seeking $50 in medical expenses and other costs.

This kind of thing is actually quite normal.

Just like the local Collins Street gang, although they are nominally a gang, they are actually no different from other legitimate businesses. They have to pay taxes and will be punished if they violate the law.

But now it seems that the Ironbloods are not as rule-abiding as the Colin Street Gang.

Now they've actually brought guns into the residential community to cause trouble for Mrs. Weston's family.

"Mark, should we get involved in this?"

Michael asked Mark for his opinion.

Although Mark is young, Michael and his bodyguards already know that Mark is actually the one making the decisions at home now.

"We have to intervene! If we just let the Weston family be persecuted by the Ironbloods, they'll only become more and more lawless!"

After a moment's thought, Mark made a decision: "Michael, you guys get ready. Once they break into the Weston house, take them all out."

Besides Mrs. Weston's continued friendliness towards him, Mark also wanted to set rules for the Ironbloods, so that they would behave more restrained in the future.

Otherwise, if they dare to attack the Weston family tonight, they would dare to attack other families, including the Mark family, tomorrow.

"Okay, Mark!"

Michael nodded and accepted Mark's order.

With their equipment and strength, they wouldn't take a mere dozen or so gangsters seriously.

Michael immediately ordered his bodyguards to take action and begin making arrangements.

Two snipers were positioned on high ground on either side of the Weston house, forming a pincer attack.

Other bodyguards remained hidden around the perimeter to prevent the attackers from escaping if they were attacked.

Michael personally oversaw operations from the control room, directing the entire operation.

The Weston family's yard has not been renovated; it still retains the old iron fence.

These gangsters easily scaled the wall and entered the yard.

"Sniper, fire!"

Michael had been waiting for this moment and decisively issued the attack order.

When these gangsters scaled the wall into the yard, they had already violated the castle law.

Michael and his accomplices did not break the law by killing them; on the contrary, they were acting in a heroic manner.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two gunshots, two gang members who were approaching the house and preparing to break in were instantly shot in the chest, screamed, and fell to the ground.

Weston, who was inside the house, was awakened by the gunshots.

"Who goes there!"

The couple cried out in alarm and turned on the lights in the house.

"Sniper in sight! Take cover!"

The gang leader shouted a warning.