Marvel's Gene Collection System

Chapter 213: It doesn’t matter at all

Chapter 213: It doesn’t matter at all

Tony is the most talented genius in the Marvel universe. He doesn’t have any abilities, but he has developed a Mark’s armor that can rival the gods.

In three months, from the crudely manufactured Mark 1 to the portable Mark 5 now.

It can be seen how talented Tony is. Even if the military has obtained the manufacturing process and wants to make it, let alone other things, it will take a month.

You just made Mark 5, sorry, I have updated it, Mark 6 has been born.

Then continue to let Natasha Romanoff steal the Mark 6. How was it made?

Tony said, if you steal it, your production speed is faster than my replacement speed, even if I lose.

Apple’s mobile phones are not updated as fast as Tony’s armor.

So, even if Natasha Romanoff stole this manufacturing technology 727, it would be fine. Perhaps Tony knew about it and didn’t even let J.A.R.V.I.S stop it.

Smir got up, walked to the water dispenser, and made coffee.

Natasha Romanoff ran over in a hurry, but there were secrets she had stored in it.

I rushed into my office and saw a figure leisurely brewing coffee.

Natasha Romanoff’s pupils shrank, but his expression remained the same. He looked at Smir with a puzzled look and asked, “Mr. Smir, why are you here?”

“I am definitely going to come to you and invite you to have a meal.” Smir said with a slight smile.

“Then I am really honored, but I have to wait, I still have some information to finish.” Natasha Romanoff also smiled.

Natasha Romanoff hurriedly walked to his computer and looked at Smir with a smile on his face. The palm of his hand was a little sweaty. After entering the password (aiei), it was clean and there were no weird browsing records, but the cleaner, it means The stranger it is.

She set up the alarm function, and someone invaded her computer, but there was no trace. How could this be possible?

Combined with what Smir said before, Natasha Romanoff was 80% sure that this guy definitely knew his identity, but he didn’t say anything.

This makes people feel very strange.

I have now found the manufacturing process of Tony’s steel armor, why doesn’t Smir say anything.

Don’t even stop her?

However, these doubts Natasha Romanoff would not show up, pretending to store the data in the USB flash drive, cleared all the data, and then secretly warned himself that he would store the data in the USB flash drive and carry it with him.

“Is it weird? What if you get Tony’s steel armor technology? You can make it faster than Tony can update it. What if you build it? You still can’t drive Tony’s armor without the Ark reactor. “Smir said lightly while drinking coffee, and his eyes fell on Natasha Romanoff.

Okay, now Natasha Romanoff understands that Smir has known his identity a long time ago, and has also browsed the information in the computer.

So Natasha Romanoff didn’t pretend to be a fool.

“You knew it a long time ago?” Natasha Romanoff simply didn’t pretend.

“Definitely, I know who you are the first time I see you, Natasha Romanoff Romanoff.” Smir stirred the coffee and smiled faintly.

“Then why do you want me to take up this position?” Natasha Romanoff looked at Smir strangely, knowing that she was a spy, and let her become Tony’s personal secretary. Isn’t it stupid?

“Because it doesn’t matter, what if you get the technology to make armor? You can’t drive it without the Ark reactor, and without the help of artificial intelligence like JARVIS, haha…Even if it is manufactured, it is all scrap iron. And I Guess you came to Tony only because of the steel armor.” Smir smiled and said faintly.

“Yes, I mainly protect Tony. These materials are only incidental.” Natasha Romanoff smiled seductively and said with a smile.

“For the metal poisoning in Tony’s body, we found that the dioxide can neutralize the metal in the blood, but the effect is temporary. So we plan to find a new energy source to replace that device. We learned from Tony’s father in SHIELD’s information , I found some clues, but the goal progress is that there is no progress.” Natasha Romanoff said helplessly.

“Huh? Why do you think that Tony is metal poisoned?” Smir looked dumbfounded, who told you.

“Isn’t it obvious that Tony looks like this? It’s already being explained.” Natasha Romanoff looked at Smir strangely, don’t you, a brother, know?

“Haha, I solved Tony’s problem a long time ago, and I don’t need you at all. Tony is just too stressed and relaxed.” Smir smiled and shook his head.

“Is that so?” Natasha Romanoff is also in the circle. The co-author is not because of elemental poisoning, so he is giving up on himself? It is to relax the pressure?

You rich people really know how to play.

“So are you still willing to go out with me for a drink?” Smir asked with a chuckle.

“Definitely! Why not?” Natasha Romanoff said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)