The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 177 I am the fleet!
Hello, 996 billion players of Marvel-Earth-70!

This game has officially entered version 1.10 "Ivan: Automata", adding a new race - 36 different genders of robots and their subordinates.

(Note: Except for Europe and America, most genders are not open yet)
In addition, we have also added a world-class boss—Mechanical Head Ivan Vanke and a regional boss—Death Warrior Mike Peterson, and fixed the bug that villains cannot rely on their charisma to recruit teammates.

I am the fleet!
Ivan used his own sixteen interfaces to connect to the completed machine factory, allowing this terrifying giant steel monster to operate at full capacity.

A bird-sized lightweight self-destruct drone, a wristband microwave focused cannon used to arm a large number of subordinates, and a bee-shaped floating high-definition camera for collecting information.
These productions could have been completed before coming to the expo, but Ivan still stubbornly chose to put the production process at the expo, after declaring war on Tony Stark——

Who knows Jin Yi Ye Xing, if he doesn't pretend to be a wave in front of Stark, his thoughts will not be clear!

Stark looked solemnly at the rumbling mechanical factory in front of him. With his top-level mechanical engineering literacy, he could even guess what the factory produced from the looming parts on the assembly line.

"Jarvis, can you hack into the system of Ivan's factory?"

"Unfortunately sir, I can't do it!"

As an artificial intelligence, Jarvis has always carried a trace of grievance in his calm and peaceful words:

"The underlying code construction of that fortress is completely different from all known code logic, it seems to come from another planet!"

On weekdays, Stark would definitely open a bottle of champagne to celebrate Jarvis's more human performance, and treat himself with two cover girls.

But now, he only hated himself two weeks ago for spending hundreds of millions of fluids on that green beauty named Ophelia, instead of using all this time and energy to upgrade his armor!

"Jarvis, I need stronger fire support, deploy the anti-Ivan armor, we are in trouble!"

Without saying a word, Stark directly raised his hand and aimed several air-to-air missiles equipped with Mark VII at a corner of the machinery factory, and several streamers whizzed away at a high speed.

In an instant, the flames soared into the sky, the violent explosion sounded like thunder, and the smoke and dust rose like thick fog.

Mark VII's internal circulation system is excellent, even in such a large amount of smoke, Stark's breathing under the mask will not be affected in any way.However, Stark's breathing was still heavy.

The missile did nothing at all!

When the missile was about ten meters away from the factory, it was accurately intercepted by small drones and detonated in advance, failing to include the factory in the maximum killing radius.

The shrapnel and shock waves scattered by the missile are like scratching an itch for a machinery factory with meter-thick special steel armor.

The speed and accuracy of this self-destruct drone are terrifying!

Iron Man speeded up with all his strength, quickly lifted into the air, and opened a distance of several hundred meters from the fortress, and Stark felt a little relieved.

Suddenly, the gate of the factory opened, and a small car slowly drove towards the mechanical unit not far behind the factory, which was always on standby.

Although I don't know what this car is going to do, but what the enemy is going to do is what I want to stop.

Iron Man raised his altitude a bit, landed on the top of the highest booth in the expo, and fired another round of dense missiles condescendingly.

"Stark, why are you so anxious?"

The dense drones perfectly blocked the missiles again, turning them into useless and gorgeous fireworks. Ivan's mocking laughter sounded again:

"Are you in such a hurry to go to hell? No, no, no, I won't let you die so easily! Little ones, come to a squad and pick up the weapons I gave you, and say hello to our hero!"

"Yes!"

Amid bursts of cheers, dozens of robots ran to the cart from the factory and took out the full load of 'goods'.

Those are thick wristbands like arm armors. Once they are pressed on the arms, they will quickly fit into the mechanical structure of the robot itself.

An equipped robot excitedly aimed its palm at Stark, and the simulated prosthetic eyes in the eye sockets rotated at high speed, locking onto Iron Man flying in the air.

Four or five small and twisted metal mechanical tentacles protruded from the wristband, wrapped around the robot's hand, and the tips of the last few tentacles fit together in the palm of the robot before unfolding, turning into a strangely shaped metal flower bud.

Bright white rays of light gathered in the center of the flower bud, and then there was a short muffled sound of 'bang', and a thumb-sized light bullet shot towards Stark, leaving a burn mark several centimeters long on the outer armor of his left leg.

Mass-produced energy weapons?

Stark, who was careless for a while, was shocked again. He may be surprised more times in one day today than in the first half of his life combined.

These cyborgs belonging to Ivan are not highly modified, and they can change some swords, and the sound wave attack is difficult to hurt Stark who is protected by the battle suit.

But now, with the small shaped cannon, they are no longer nobody to Stark.

Dozens of people took the shaped cannon and made a mess of it, and the iron man flying in the sky emitted black smoke.

"Warning, 43% of the external armor is damaged, the internal circulation system"

"Jarvis, is the anti-Ivan armor in place?"

Stark's voice was a little anxious, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he immediately shouted: "Eject me out of the armor!"

In an instant, Stark popped out of the Mark VII, and under Jarvis' precise calculation, he was caught by a thick yellow and black armor with a princess hug, and then quickly wrapped Stark inside.

Anti-Ivan Armor, take your place!

Dozens of gun barrels popped out from the chest and limbs of the thick yellow armor, and then there was an endless rain of bullets.

If you can't beat it, join in!
The best way to sanction multiple turrets is more and more powerful turrets, and when it comes to building missiles, that is the old line of the Stark family!
Let's watch the meteor shower together, falling on the earth~~
In less than three seconds, hundreds of Sidewinder missiles poured out, drawing a graceful arc in the sky, bringing death and destruction to the world.

This time, even drones can't stop these missiles that are so flexible that they can bend the drain.

The dense rain of bullets directly plowed the machinery factory, and at the same time blasted the dozens of shaped artillery into the sky.

"Good job! But it's a pity, Stark, wearing a royal armor is a crooked path in itself."

Ivan's voice sounded again: "It doesn't matter how many and powerful mechas you have, because my factory will evolve!"

A large number of drones flew out again, but this time the model was obviously different from what Stark had seen before, it was bigger and straighter.

Stark repeated his old trick and released a sky full of Sidewinder missiles again, but missed nothing.

Ivan once again projected his own image in the sky, condescendingly watching the anti-Ivan armor who was hiding in the Middle East while the drone was chasing him:
"Collect data, analyze and optimize, and then produce after targeted transformation!
Isn't the self-adaptive and self-evolving machinery factory and the torrent of steel more practical and lethal than the high-tech individual mecha?
I am the fleet, and I am the master of this ever-evolving torrent of steel!

Stark, you have no escape! "

　Yesterday, I was dragged by a friend I hadn't seen for a long time and drank all night until seven or eight in the morning.I'm not drunk, but my chest is a little tight after coding this chapter in the morning.To prevent sudden death, sleep first, and then change it at night when you wake up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)