frightfiction Chapter 139: Steve
Chapter 139: Steve
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At Scythe Farm, Stark finally completed his research on the Destroyer Armor.
To be honest, due to the deviation of the skill trees of the two, many things are completely incompatible.
But there are also many things we can learn from.
For example, how the energy circuit in the Destroyer Armor works has a profound inspiration to Stark.
At the same time, you have to admire Jarvis' efficiency. Since receiving Stark's order, he has been working tirelessly to find information about the Winter Soldier.
No one knows how many networks he has hacked into, how many private computers he has broken into, and how many hackers he has fought online.
There is no doubt that Stark's orders were faithfully carried out.
Now the problem returns to Stark again. Even though he has already made up his mind, he still hopes that this guy named Bucky will die before he finds him.
Stark's brows grew deeper as he looked at the information in his hand. This guy's resume was simply full of evil.
He really had a hard time connecting this Winter Soldier to Steve's best friend Bucky.
After all, according to the information, Buggy is a perfect hero who will sacrifice himself for others, is always just and never jealous.
But this Winter Soldier is either assassinating others or on his way to assassinate others.
This guy was behind several riots and the resulting violence.
Even though Stark had expected this, he still couldn't help but sigh at the gravity of his sin.
If he had killed the guy without knowing it, Steve wouldn't be able to say anything.
But now that he knows the truth, and Steve has given him the task.
Then he felt that he could consider what Lao Zhou said.
Believe me, this is just because Stark recognizes Asian wisdom, and it is definitely not for any vague reason such as feeling respected.
"Good job Jarvis, any idea where these guys are?"
"According to the coordinates, the target should be in Antarctica, but I don't know the exact location."
"We will use our weather satellites to monitor Antarctica, and if necessary, we will move all our weather satellites over Antarctica.
Let’s say we’re studying meteorology in order to develop a new aircraft.”
Stark issued various instructions quickly.
After Jarvis had arranged everything, he spoke with some embarrassment.
"Miss Pepper sent you three messages. From her tone, I can probably tell that this female creature is in a very unstable mood right now."
"Oh!!! Damn it! JARVIS! You should have told me this earlier! How long ago was this?"
"The last message was sent at 8am yesterday morning, and taking into account her editing and network delays, I think she started editing and sent it at 7:58am.
Most importantly, Mr. Stark, before you start the experiment, tell me that nothing can disturb you."
Stark scratched his hair in panic, quickly took off his white coat and goggles, and picked up his suit from the chair beside him.
Even though this hand-made suit had suffered inhuman damage in the laboratory, he put it on without hesitation.
Just kidding, he's Tony Stark.
A playboy who became famous at the age of sixteen, no matter how inappropriate his suit was, no one would tell him that he was dressed inappropriately.
"JARVIS, please help me reserve dinner for tonight. I want the best and most expensive one. It's best if Pepper has searched for it many times. Please, if I mess this up again, it will be very difficult for me to end it!"
Stark left Scythe Farm in a hurry.
In fact, except for Lao Zhou and Lao John, no one else even knew that Stark was coming.
After all, this guy locked himself in the laboratory as soon as he arrived and never came out.
Thor and Richard, who were working on the farm, raised their heads at the same time. Stark greeted them and got into the armor that had been opened on the side without hesitation.
"You know, I thought it was a model."
Thor looked at Stark who was rising into the sky and muttered to Richard.
"Huh? Everything in Scythe Farm is real except racial discrimination. Hurry up and work. Don't expect me to do more today and give you the work points."
Richard said unhappily, and the latter continued swinging his scythe helplessly.
"Why do we have to cut grass here? Isn't this a pasture? The cows will eat all the grass anyway, so why do we have to cut it?"
"Because this is Earth, there will be a damn winter. When the time comes, the grass will be pressed down by the snow, and the cows won't be able to eat it. And the cows will have diarrhea if they eat grass covered with snow. We have to prepare for the winter in advance."
Richard acted as if he had been on the farm for twelve years.
Thor scratched his long golden hair and said with some displeasure.
"Then why can Loki do nothing? Doesn't he need work points?"
"No, in fact, he has saved us a lot of electricity bills with his ability. You know, since he came, the cold storage in Scythe Farm has never used electricity again."
After saying this, Richard straightened his back and looked at Thor sideways.
"Hey, big guy, don't think that if you talk to me for a few more words, I will give you the work points. That's impossible."
"You mean, the source of energy here is electricity?"
Thor's expression was even more confused than Richard's. Richard didn't know what was wrong with this kid again.
But he nodded anyway.
Thor immediately dropped his sickle and was as happy as a spoon.
"Oh yeah~!!! Mazefak! I don't have to cut grass to feed the cows anymore!"
Although Richard didn't know what this scene meant, he had heard from Steve that if Thor suddenly changed his temperament or had very drastic emotional fluctuations.
Then at this time his mental illness has relapsed, and you should hit him on the temple with a Jiamusi crutch, and then pick up some cow dung from the ground and stuff it into his mouth.
He certainly didn't know that this was a traditional Chinese method of exorcising evil spirits, nor did he know that Asgardians could not be possessed by evil spirits.
But he knew that the big golden-haired guy was in good physical condition, so he picked up the shovel from the side and hit Thor on the back of the head with all his strength.
The force was so great that even the handle of the shovel, which was made of solid engineering plastic, broke.
Thor felt a flash before his eyes, and then what came into view was Richard and the half-broken shovel in his hand.
"you?"
Richard saw him open his mouth and thought it was a rare opportunity, so he bent down, picked up a lump of something from the ground and stuffed it into the other's mouth.