Chapter 812: Smart, Uneducated Criminals
An hour later, Tony sat up on the bed.
He looked down at the ring of blue light on his chest, closed his eyes for a moment, then nodded. âNo problem. Itâs much more comfortable than I expected. I thought it would be as bad as a girlâs first time.â
Yinsen smiled. âNo, this took your first time.â As he spoke, he shook the simple electromagnet that was connected to the battery with wires.
Tony chuckled. âFine, I remembered wrong. After all, I was still unconscious when you did it the first time.â
After joking around, they started working again.
They didnât have much time left.
As more and more parts were processed, there would be more and more gaps in the work. Tony couldnât pin all his hopes on the criminals being uneducated.
Looking at the surveillance footage in the cave, a slightly smarter criminal mumbled in confusion, âWhy doesnât it look like the picture at all?â
As he spoke, he looked back and forth between the photo of the Jericho missile and the parts in the surveillance footage.
His partner came over and explained confidently, âMaybe itâs an improved version? This isnât an American military factory. Itâs very normal for it to be different.â
The smart criminal shook his head and insisted, âLook at the tail. It really doesnât look like a Jericho missile.â
His partner gestured with his hand. âYouâre too stupid. Look at the other end. Isnât that right?â
The smart criminal looked at the photo suspiciously and compared it for a moment. âIs that so? It... does look like it.â
His partner patted his shoulder. âDonât be paranoid. As long as theyâre working, itâs fine. Do you want a smoke? I got it from the American soldier last time.â
The smart criminalâs attention finally shifted away. âGive me one.â
After lighting his cigarette, he no longer focused on the surveillance footage.
As his partner had said, it was fine as long as the American tycoon continued working. In any case, everyone here was from their group, and the tycoon couldnât try anything funny.
Tony finished making all the parts in the cave two days later. He took out a stack of blueprints, overlaid them on a glass panel, and turned on the light under the glass.
Looking at the blueprints, each of which initially didnât look like they had anything to do with the metal armor, Yinsen couldnât help but exclaim, âThis is amazing.â
Tonyâs eyes glowed. âItâs our only hope of getting out alive.
âLetâs get to work. We donât have much time left.â Saying that, he messed up the blueprints, threw them to the side, and went to one side to assemble the armor.
While he was doing all this, he also thought of a certain Charcoal Head, but he absolutely wasnât grateful to him.
His Iron Man Armor wasnât a copy of Batmanâs armor.
It was just that he had simplified the design of the armor in the cave, which made it look like Batmanâs armor in some respects.
For example, its ugly appearance was more like Batmanâs armor.
Of course, he wouldnât copy such an ugly design. It was just that the structure was too simple, which inevitably made the two look similar.
Also, he wouldnât thank Batman for the mini electric generator in his chest.
This was something which his father had designed long ago, and he had successfully activated a big one at home.
Two months ago, he had successfully miniaturized the electric generator in order to solve the problem of power for the metal armor. The only difference was that the reactor had no electromagnetic function.
In private, he called it an arc reactor.
This was all thanks to his own efforts.
It was just that Charcoal Headâs appearance had reminded him of the arc reactor research.
Did that mean if he got out alive this time, he wouldnât have to bother Batman anymore? As if.
At most, when he unmasked the guy, he would choose a place with no onlookers so that the guy could continue pretending to be mysterious. These thoughts flashed through Tonyâs mind as he moved even quicker.
After assembling armor so many times, he was already very familiar with the process.
Compared with Mark 1, this simple suit-up was like the difference between constructing a building and a childâs building blocks.
The armor didnât need too many functions. The most important was defensive capabilities, and a certain amount of offensive power.
However, as the biggest hope in this desperate situation, Tony still gave it a name: Mark 0.
0 meant that it was less advanced than Mark 1, and also represented how it had been created in a cave with nothing.
An hour later, with Yinsenâs help, Tony basically put on his armor without any major problems.
Only some of the interface and parts werenât handled perfectly, and the slight rubbing and pressure on certain parts made him uncomfortable.
Holding back the urge to adjust his dick, Tony called out to Yinsen, âStart the launch program and activate the energy system for the armor.â
A few minutes ago, a baldie walked over to the surveillance camera and observed the situation in the cave.
In just a moment, he sensed the anomaly and shouted, âWhereâs Stark? Where is he?â
The two slightly drowsy criminals in front of the monitor jolted awake.
When they turned around and saw the baldie, they trembled in fear. âThey, theyâve been working all this time. Weâve been watching. They worked all night and didnât sleep.â
The baldieâs face was dark and his eyes flashed fiercely. âShow me where he is.â
The two criminals quickly looked at the surveillance footage, and the smart one immediately pointed at it. âHere, heâs here. The workbench is just covering his body. Look, he just took the tools from Yinsen.â
The bald criminal snorted, but still felt that something wasnât right. âYou two, go get Omar and have him take a look.â He pointed at the two criminals in front of the surveillance feed and gave the order.
âOkay, Boss Raza.â The two criminals didnât dare waste any time. They got up and ran.
The bald bandit leader, Raza, looked at the surveillance footage again with a grim expression.
In the surveillance footage, Yinsen was nodding at the area blocked by the workbench. He was clearly talking to Stark, and was operating his laptop.
They really did look like they were working.
But Razaâs keen senses kept telling him that something was wrong.
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At dawn, Luke arrived at the suspected location of the Ten Rings group.
This time, he didnât charge in directly. Firstly, it was already dawn, and secondly, there were too many people.
Although he had worked swiftly in the last few days, that was only at night, and he had to scout out the situation first before he took action.
It was the first time he was releasing this medium-sized drone, which was several times bigger than a mini drone and used a regular flight engine.
This type of drone had more surveillance equipment and had more functionality. It was suitable for use with multiple targets in more complicated areas.