"Hello, Mr. Stark, your uncle often mentions you to me..."

Stark rolled his eyes and said without any concealment: "He often mentions you to me, Admiral Robert, he said you are a half-brained idiot..."

The faces of several people in military uniforms opposite him turned dark.

Stark is in a bad mood now. He just finished a fight with Venom. This symbiosis with strong appetite wants to eat people's brains wherever he goes. He also likes to pull Stark to hit the wall. Stark's head was just knocked by him, and he is now scolding this symbiosis in his heart.

"Please sit down." Admiral Robert pointed his finger at the chair.

"No need, what's the matter with you asking me for? Tell me quickly if you have something to do. I'll have to go back to do the experiment if I have nothing to do."

These people in the military seemed to be completely unable to adapt to Stark's straightforward style. After all, their previous negotiations were all about politeness for half an hour, then joking around for half an hour, missing the past and imagining the future for half an hour, like-minded, and having fun for 20 minutes, and then talking about the important matter in the last 10 minutes.

Stark doesn't want to take their tricks at all. It's not that he can't learn to be silly, but he doesn't think it's necessary. He doesn't want to spend more words to these people. In Stark's words, every word he said to these people is a waste of time for the development of all mankind.

Finally Stark sat down.

Admiral Robert still stubbornly followed his own pace and began to test Stark one round after another.

Stark didn't want to deal with him at all, Venom said in his mind: "You seem to hate him very much, then I can eat his head..."

"No, eating stupid people's brains will reduce IQ."

"Really?"

"certainly."

"Can't you beat him?"

"cannot."

"Why? Where are your hard clothes?"

"Hard clothes? Are you talking about my steel suit?"

"I want to wear that dress, too."

"You still need to wear clothes?"

“It looks interesting.”

"No, no, you won't open it, you will break my battle suit."

"I will drive, believe me."

At this time, Stark heard Admiral Robert say, "We are very sincere in cooperation. I heard that a friend of yours has been troubled recently. Just like Obadaiah, I sympathize with my old friend's experience. Just so happened that the military has obtained a potion that can fully stimulate the nerves and awaken the brain's activity."

"Experiments have proven that he has very good results for unconscious patients, which can make their brains clear and restore control of the body."

Stark raised his eyebrows and said, "So you are still doing some serious business."

A lieutenant general came in and he saluted. Then the two researchers took a box and placed it on the table. After the lid of the box was opened, white mist floated out, and an injection was placed in the center of the box.

Stark had no particular understanding of medicine and pharmacy. He was about to get closer to see what the syringe looked like when the venom suddenly became excited in his mind. He said, "This is delicious!! Kill him and take this thing away! It is delicious! It works for you! It is also for me!"

Stark frowned and said, "What principle did you get this conclusion?"

"My genes tell me!!"

"Is your genes really reliable?"

Stark felt Venom get more and more excited, and even get a little confused. General Robert saw Stark trembling all over and said, "I know, Stark is in a bad situation now, we are happy to help you help you for your uncle's sake..."

"We are even willing to provide you with this kind of potion for free. The military is very interested in the nanomech you developed. Of course, we are not going to want those mechas. Our cooperation with the Osborne Group is getting better, and the direction of biological armor is also promising..."

"But nanotechnology can give us the lead in information warfare and intelligence warfare. You know, we cannot lose to others in these two battlefields. This is also a consideration for the life safety of more soldiers. If the intelligence can be more accurate, so many people would not have sacrificed..."

Robert said with great emotion: "I know the Stark Group is not like those reporters reported. I know that Stark, like his father, is actually a hero who cares about ordinary people..."

"From another perspective, cooperating with the military is also saving the lives of more soldiers, after all..."

As soon as he said this, Robert found Stark trembling. He thought he had successfully broken through the genius' psychological defense. He was about to add a fire when he suddenly found that a trace of black mucus climbed up Stark's neck.

Then in an instant, a huge black monster with sharp fangs appeared in his sight.

Venom swallowed Admiral Robert's head in one mouthful, grabbed the box containing the potion, and broke out of the window.

Such an accident did not happen that Stark was sitting there one second before, and the next second, a ball of mucus covered his whole body, turning it into a black monster that was nearly three meters high.

The black monster, with a bright red tongue and sharp fangs all over his mouth, bit off a general's head in one bite and snatched away the potion.

The others were in a mess, but soon, several helicopters caught up with Venom running.

Venom jumped rapidly on the rooftop, and even the helicopter machine gun fired almost no longer hit him.

Until he ran to an open space in the outskirts of the city, Venom stopped and directly swung a stone to hit one of the helicopters. The unlucky guy was hit by a propeller and fell into smoke.

Another helicopter also fired all bullets and dared to fly away from a distance, not to get close.

After a while, the armed forces arrived at the scene. Venom and Stark's battle for control of their bodies slowed down the escape. Stark desperately used his willpower to suppress the overly excited Venom.

Finally, Venom woke up a little and returned to Stark's body. Stark became an ordinary person, but what he faced was the armed forces surrounded by layers.

Seeing Stark become an ordinary person, their commander did not take it lightly, and several warriors in some special clothes walked up.

Stark saw that they were wearing mechas, but this mecha was made by the technology provided by Stark to the military before, and it looked a bit old and outdated.

Stark took out a cigarette and a pair of brand new and beautiful armor and armed him. He made a sarcastic gesture, saying, "If you take these old things you stole from me, you should take them back and wear them for your grandfather! It's better to use than crutches, right?"

About a dozen warriors wearing mechas came up, and the leader of them looked around, stretched out his arms and said, "Fighting Clothes!"

Then Stark saw a layer of gelatinous film spreading out from the bottom of the mecha, instantly covering the surface, and then bridging the gaps of the mecha, turning the entire mecha into a complete green biological war suit.

Stark was furious in an instant.

"You actually dare to use Osborne's stupid method to insult my achievements!!!"

Stark never felt so angry. Even when the military used public opinion to discredit him and came out to act as a good person, he had never been so angry.

After all, what Stark is most proud of is the various inventions and creations created by his genius brain. Now, these people from the military actually use his mecha to give them to the Osborne Group for transformation!

He also made a piece of sticky glue, turning his mecha into an extremely ugly biological war suit!!

Stark was really furious.

He took a deep breath and asked in his mind: "Do you really know how to turn on the mecha?"

"It must be much better than them."

"Oh well……"

Stark stretched out his arms covered in metal armor and said, "Fighting Clothes!"

In an instant, black mucus covered his whole body.

Unlike the glue that looks sticky and soft, the black mucus is like a powerful net that directly wraps every part of the battle suit.

However, the nano suit was not covered by these mucus, but was dismantled in an orderly manner and turned into a new shape, covering the surface of the black monster's body.

Venom was originally nearly three meters high, but now he has completely turned into a steel monster more than four meters high.

It was a monster covered with pitch-black mechas. Venom seemed to inherit Stark's aesthetic. His body surface was no longer potholesy mucus tissue, but a streamlined black armor.

The head was no longer a big mouth full of sharp fangs, but turned into a helmet with two pairs of sharp thorns on both sides of the head, a diamond-shaped steel eyepiece in the middle, and then a helmet with a mask wrapped around the lower half of the face.

I have to say that this mecha looks so handsome. It is similar to the venomous liquid, but it is taller. There are spikes made of black mucus wrapped in metal on the shoulders, legs and wrists. The mask on the head is a bit like a gas mask, which looks terrifyingly beautiful, full of a wild charm between metal and punk.

More importantly, the one who controls this mecha is a symbiosis that is connected to Stark's mind, which means that Stark no longer needs to operate, but can make the mecha use fingers like an arm.

Stark shook his arms, and he felt that this feeling was so wonderful. He could even clearly feel the touch of each outer part exposed to the air, which was a great feeling for a mecha maniac.

He is the battle suit, and the battle suit is him.

"Okay." Stark said, "I will let you see what real biological armor is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped directly on the spot, slammed the group of biological mecha warriors with a "bang", and punched one of them in the head.

The creature mecha warrior flew backwards directly, and Stark shook his fist in surprise.

He doesn't know how to fight. In the past, he used to rely on Jarvis' intelligent calculations to fight, but now, he actually feels like he is personally slapped the enemy with his fists. I have to say that this feeling is really good.

The huge black mecha turned around and another hook punch. The biological mecha warrior, who was only more than two meters in size, was like a little chicken in front of this giant, and was knocked away immediately.

Originally, these creature mechas were made to restrain Stark's steel suit, but not to deal with a biological mecha monster that is more than four meters tall.

The biological mucus originally equipped on their mechas to limit Stark's actions, used to capture the echo position of the flight trajectory of the steel suit, and the bioglia joint transformation used to improve flexibility, are now useless. The Venom armor does not take this set at all. The mucus erupts? It is pulled away directly, and the echo position is useless at all. The flexible colloid joints are all dispersed with one punch.

The fighting style of Venom Clothes is completely different from Stark. The fighting style of this symbiosis is to put it bluntly, but his outrageous physical fitness and speeding self-healing ability allow him to take advantage of this kind of chaos.

Not long after, the group of biological mecha warriors were knocked down by Stark.

But soon, the military's heavy weapons entered the field, and Venom armor jumped, jumped directly onto a nearby tall building, and then began to run wildly.

After throwing away all the pursuers, the venom instantly retracted into Stark's body, and the nanomech returned to Stark. He looked down at his intact arms and the still brand new mech metal on it, and he said:

"It's not bad, thank you, mud."
Chapter completed!