------------Stark Tower-----------
Sōugo and Tony stand together in front of a broken Mark 2.
"Listen, the problem is the braking system. We need to fix it before we can do it." Tony picked up the wrench, stepped forward, and tinkered with the armor. "Sounds good! I think it is A special kind of atomic force. What do you think is the best application for it? Extreme compression?"
"...what is the best form of application? Extreme compression?"
"It's decomposition and refactoring," Sōugo directly pressed his hand on the broken joint. A large piece of parts there flashed. When it returned to its original position, it looked brand new again.
Tony stood up, his eyes widened, and he folded his arms and said, "The so-called magic you're talking about looks much stronger than the weightlessness you demonstrated."
"Shrink the armor," Sōugo said.
"Of course, I have considered this. My Mark 5, in the subsequent version, was originally intended to be compressed into a suitcase. But, it has developed yet, and uncomfortable to carry it around at will."
"I think the suitcase plan is a bit conservative."
"Can it be smaller?"
"Certainly."
"How small do you think it can be?"
"About To the size of 20 ml Bottles."
After hearing Sōugo, Tony walked around the room excitedly, saying: "It's atomic-level structure and reorganization, and if you put it that way, maybe it's more than 20 ml Bottles. Smaller, maybe even nano-scale..."
"Yes, but I am not sure whether it is safe."
"Let's come with more advanced technology, and then I will throw all those old versions to the military. Let's make them deal with the garbage, and save money. Pepper will be happy with my e-waste disposal fee. There are so many benefits of being armed at any time!" Stark said, clenching one hand into a fist and pounding the palm of the other, "I can even shove a full-body Jarvis into a mobile phone. A mobile phone with such a powerful smart housekeeper, can you believe it?"
"...God bless Jarvis."
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Tony put Mark 2 down. Before he could see it clearly, a white light flashed, and the Mark 2 disappeared. Then Sōugo reappeared, holding something like an arc reactor in his hand.
"This is it?"
"There shouldn't be any spellcasting spells... I mean, such as rituals and staff..."
"No need! That's too low-end,"
Tony suddenly had beautiful expectations for magic. But, this expectation would make Strange crazy. He's just a mage. How can Iron Man think of it as an omnipotent god? Hearing that the Supreme Mage needs preparation to cast spells, Tony called him a [low-end Mage]. Strange was so angry that he almost broke his staff.
"Why is there a cute monkey image here?"
"To make it cuter~"
"..."
"Don't worry about such details~!"
"..." Forget it! He can change it later. Tony wisely decided not to argue with that weird psychiatrist. "How do I turn it into armor? How do I wear it on my body?"
"Use this."
Sougo handed something about the size of an Arc reactor.
"What it is?"
"I call it the 「Transformation Belt Sclash Driver」. In short, 「Sclash Driver」. Put the driver in the middle of your waist. Yeah, Just like that! Like waistband."
「Sclash Driver」
Suddenly, They heard a mechanical sound from the surrounding.
"Why do we need sound effects to transform?"
"It is man romance! Why are you so babbling~?"
"..."
"Put Bottles into the middle of the driver. Then press the handle on the driver's right side!"
「Robot Jelly!」
Tony was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly did Sougo's instruction. Unknowingly he had put on a cowboy pose as if he was going to shoot someone with his hand.
「Blu, blubu, blubu!」When Tony presses the handle as Sougo instructed, A boiling water sound effect hears.
「Are You ready?」
「Transform」
Almost instantly, a test tube appears, and Tony is already in it. The tube loaded a sticky, oil-like liquid. As high as Tony's neck and continues to move until it drowns Tony. The liquid condensed and formed a golden armor that covered Tony's body. Tony has worn Mark 2 on his body, of course with slight modifications to the shoulders and helmet. Their process was a reorganization at the atomic level.
「Tsubureru! Nagareru! Afurederu! (Epic orchestral music) Robot in Grease! Buraa!」
"What is the principle behind this? Do you use brain waves or something? Or bioelectricity?"
Sōugo no longer answers Tony's questions. He's too lazy to explain, "It's easy to use, isn't it? I will give you the guidebook. Just learn in yourself."
"Okay, okay, I know, your amazing magic. Sooner or later, I will make it better than you."
Sōugo banishes from the Stark Building, but he isn't angry. Tony Stark always does this. When he wants to do research, his EQ will drop drastically. Well, for example, If a Zombie Character increased their luck, their HP level would drop. If he increased his strength, his speed might drop. Something like that~
------------Hell's Kitchen-----------
When Sōugo reached the clinic, Sōugo saw Steve waiting for him.
"Nick asked me to run an errand. He wants to see you. I think it might be something to do with Stark."
"How about $10 million an hour? Chief Nick?"
"The Fuc.k!" A voice suddenly came from the phone on Steve's waist.
"Okay, I originally wanted to give you an invoice of 10 million."
The other side was silent for a while and then said, "There is an invoice for a late payment of 50 million..."
"Deal," said Sōugo.
After a while, Sōugo came to the S.H.I.E.L.D. International Reception Center again. Nick, who was wearing a blindfold, shook hands with Sōugo. Then the two sat down face to face. Coulson poured them a cup of coffee. For Sōugo is espresso.
Sōugo drank the coffee, but Nick picked up the cup and drank it slowly. "We'll talk about business or invoice first?"
"Invoice first," Nick said. After a while, Nick asked him, "I know Stark gave the armor technology to the military, but it doesn't matter. We don't want his Armor."
"What you want is him."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. created by his father."
"If you mention this to him now, He won't join in. You can talk to him, don't come to me. It's useless. I'm a psychiatrist, not his father."
"We knew he wouldn't listen. What do you think of our idea? A team of people with special abilities?"
"It's good. But it depends on who those teams work for."
"Isn't it for S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"So, Who does S.H.I.E.L.D. work for?"
Nick frowned, decisively bypassing the topic. "Okay, we want to invite you to join..."
"I'm just an ordinary person. I can only run for a few kilos before I'm exhausted. My jump never surpassed 50 centimeters."
"Are you talking to a fool? Listen, we don't care how you disappear and abruptly appear a few hundred meters away, nor your quaint horrific psychoanalysis. A particular neurologist himself told us that you threatened him with a flip Phone..."
"Do you believe in magic in this world?"
"Some scientific forces have created these special abilities, so I also believe that there are other forces that create other people. Are you one of them?"
"No, I'm just an ordinary person, but I think I can exchange a piece of information for my freedom."
"About What? Magic?"
"That's right. I believe you have the authority to mobilize satellites to find out where the connection is missing in New York."
Nick frowned, but Sōugo didn't tell him anymore.
The wireless network of the New York Temple should not use magic. They use magic to cover up the way to access this network. If Nick checked it out, he would find some clues. Sōugo didn't refuse firmly. He knows in the various main events that followed, Sōugo had to rely on the Avengers to save the world. He wouldn't have to deal with the lizardmen and the Red Hulk. At most, for the safety of his own life, he can provide a little help.