69novels Chapter 175
Chapter 175
"Jarvis, give me a glass of beer," he said with a lively smile, "By the way, let me report on the situation of the captain. How long will it take for him to wake up? I really want to know when he sees Bucky The face of the Winter Soldier. Ha! It's going to be fun."
As soon as he got out of the battle suit, he couldn't wait to jump down the landing platform, almost jumping, twisting his waist, and swaying to the working platform with dancing steps.
"Your beer, sir." Jarvis's steady voice sounded, and the movable mechanical arm sent a can of beer to Tony, "Captain America's recovery is good, but he hasn't been sober for a short time yet. signs. If there is no external stimulation, it is estimated that he will wake up within three months."
"I can really sleep." Tony commented absently.
He picked up the can of beer, pulled the tab, drank it up in one gulp, threw the empty can aside, and moved his shoulders to command Jarvis: "Bring me the Winter Soldier."
"Are you sure you want to keep working, sir? You haven't had a break for more than 24 hours. If you insist on continuing to work, I'm afraid I'll have to send Carl a message to ask him to stop your inappropriate activities."
"Excuse me?" Tony paused. "I don't remember installing this stupid... early toddler program on you, Jarvis."
"You really didn't install this program for me, sir. It's full name is 'Nini's Guide to Safe Living', including but not limited to setting your daily rest time, vitamin intake, alcohol and dessert intake. Once the standard set by the procedure is exceeded or lowered, I will send a notification to Pep and Carl according to the predetermined plan."
"You call her Pep? When did you know her well enough to call her by her first name?"
Tony selectively skipped the program with a strange full name that Carl did not know when it was installed. First of all, the program that Carl installed has not been deleted so far, and secondly, he has no way to do anything to Carl.
He focuses on the illicit relationship between his smart secretary and his living secretary.
"At a time when you were disregarding those jobs that belonged to you, sir," replied Jarvis, "I formed a revolutionary friendship with Miss Pep."
"...don't recklessly update your language library, Jarvis."
"Okay, sir. You should rest, sir."
Tony weighed for a few seconds between not listening to Jarvis’s advice and welcoming the duo of Carl and Pep, and temporarily putting aside the Winter Soldier to rest, and decided to choose the former .
"Let me remind you, sir, as you know, Mr. Luthor encountered a murder case at tonight's banquet, was forced to stay in Manhattan, and was attempted to be assassinated by the Winter Soldier." Jarvis added unhurriedly Said, "Karl has received the news and is on his way to New York."
Tony's choice immediately began to lean towards the latter.
Carl and Pep's phone calls were easy to deal with, and Pep's positive criticisms to Tony had long been used to it, and it didn't hurt.
But being "educated" by Karl face to face?
He has been lucky enough to experience it a few times, and Carl doesn't seem particularly fierce or dissatisfied. He just curls his lips and rolls his eyes at Tony, tirelessly persuading Tony, and instructing Pep and Happy, Tony's secretary and driver to stand with him. Standing in line, texting Tony for his mistakes, then hiding all of Tony's beer and donuts.
Actions like this are not coercive at all. As the one being threatened and educated, Tony often has the illusion that it is not Karl who is losing his temper, but himself is embarrassing the children.
Pep and Happy would laugh at him, and so would Howard, and even Maria, holding back her laughter, advised him that it would be better to listen to Carl.
Tony was [-]% sure he didn't like that to happen.
He feels that Carl always has a way to make small things big, and muttering and chattering are just the beginning. Once something makes Carl feel unhappy, he will use all his powers to make you more unhappy than him. .
Worst of all, Carl can always get big supporters.
That damn good popularity, Tony was still thinking bitterly when he fell asleep in bed.
He resolutely refused to admit that one of the most important reasons why Karl was able to get everyone's support was that he usually pulls too much hatred. As long as there is a chance to see him jumping around, everyone is happy to contribute to it.
Jarvis thoughtfully turned off the lights.
The night slowly crept into the bedroom, wrapping Tony in its arms.
During this period, Carl was paying attention to Bruce's situation, Howard and Maria were making plans for the Winter Soldier from Hydra, Lex was trying to receive Hydra's laboratory and information, Diana Tony got along well with all the teachers and students of Xavier College, and Tony was naturally not idle.
After returning from Afghanistan to Manhattan, New York, he was driven by a certain force to seize the time to manufacture and improve the suit, constantly experimenting, testing and modifying, trying to make the suit reach the highest level he can present.
What exactly was the force that drove him to do it, Tony hadn't had time to think about it.
He just knew he had to.
After the mech has been improved to the extreme that can be improved so far, Tony prepared for a long time and endured for a long time before he seized the opportunity to hack into Fury's computer while Howard was in contact with S.H.I.E.L.D. After receiving the specific news of the Winter Soldier, he immediately robbed the Winter Soldier from the S.H.I.E.L.D.
Captain America is currently sleeping in his garage, and the Winter Soldier is temporarily in the lab, but when the mechanical arm is removed, the Winter Soldier will eventually have to stay in the garage.
——What the old man failed to accomplish and failed to do, he did.
This made Tony feel extremely happy.
He thought he would be too excited to sleep, he thought he would throw himself into the laboratory in a state of ecstasy like every time he had beaten Howard in some way in the past, and develop something that the world would cheer and cheer for. something to marvel at.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he lay down on the bed, the nerves that had been tense since he learned of his parents' death suddenly relaxed, and the drowsiness that he didn't know where he had hidden in the past time gradually surged up.
He fell into a dark and sweet sleep.
The screen of the mobile phone that Tony threw in a pile of discarded parts lighted up, and Carl dialed his number. After ringing for half a minute, the phone that didn't answer was automatically connected.
"Hello, Nini," Carl whispered.
The wind noise that can only be heard when the vehicle is driving can be clearly heard from the microphone, and Carl's voice is very soft in the background sound.
But it's not sure if his voice is so soft because of the background sound, because when he's not angry, he always speaks in this tone to people other than Lex.
Blurred mood, blurred age, even blurred gender, sweet almost naive, submissive almost boring.
He seemed to consider for a while what to say to Tony, but finally gave up.
"...I'm in New York, and I'll be right there if you need me. Anyway, whatever decision you make..." he said, his tone tinged with melancholy for a split second, "...whatever Whatever you do, no matter how ridiculous others think you are... I will support you."
"That's all." He said softly, "That's all, Nini."
Carl hung up the phone.
He looked out of the window, and in his eyes the night view of New York turned into a mass of disorganized data streams, the noise that humans can hear and the frequency bands that humans cannot hear are entangled in his ears, but he is actually not very Can tell which sounds and colors belong to everyone and which belong to him.
The driver, Andrew, drove the car in silence, not making any comments on the boss's sudden desire to go to Manhattan.
He takes instructions, and obeys, as Alexander had promised him when he was hired.
And Karl?Carl rarely objected to Alexander's decisions, and if Alexander's decisions did not contradict his ideas, he would acquiesce in everything Alexander did.
The vehicle drove smoothly into Manhattan and stopped in front of the best hotel chain.
The general manager was already waiting at the door. As soon as the car stopped, he led the people behind him and trotted over to open the car door for Karl.
"Good evening, Mr. Al, the room is ready for you." He had a professional smile all over his face, and he was courteous without making people feel disgusted because of his over-flattery, "Please let us know if you need anything. "
"Thank you." Carl said listlessly, "Andrew just take me to the room."
The general manager took the people behind him out of Karl's sight without saying a word, as if it was not difficult for him to meet Karl at the front of the hotel at this time, as soon as he saw Karl, he didn't say anything. Being swung back didn't seem to surprise him at all.
In fact, it is true to say so.
When he first entered the industry, he was still envious and dissatisfied with the rich, but as time passed, he realized that his existence was indeed as small as dust in the eyes of some people, and he was also used to being regarded by those who had already Wealthy people who are used to being courteous ignore her.
No matter how he was treated, he just kept his mind and worked hard.
"Oh, by the way, Andrew." Carl said as he walked into the hotel, "write a check to the manager for 50. I'm in a bad mood tonight, so I won't work, and no one is in there anyway..."
He murmured the last sentence quietly, so that no one else could hear him.
The general manager accepted the check from Andrew with a dazed face. He didn't recover from the development of this matter. His subordinates all cast envious eyes at him. Amidst a burst of congratulations, he received a call from his daughter. .
"Dad!" she cried, "Our house is on fire!"
All the disputes in the outside world were left behind by Carl. He paced in the suite, closed his eyes, thinking about Lex's tireless theone, Nini's psychological transformation, Bruce's confession, and the far away Angela in the universe.
Then he sighed, and put on the uniform that belonged to Superman.