I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 289: Decadent Tony Stark
The press conference of the SHIELD was held at noon, but the actual time in Los Angeles, located in the West 8th District, should be 8 o'clock in the evening.

However, the American custom is to adopt "daylight saving time" starting at 2 a.m. on the second Sunday in March each year. They will turn the clock forward one hour, and at 2 a.m. on the first Sunday in November each year, they will turn the clock back one hour.

So when the S.H.I.E.A. held a press conference, the clocks in Los Angeles showed nine o'clock in the evening, which was exactly prime time.

The American "eagles" on the East Coast still had to enjoy a "midnight thriller", but Los Angeles on the West Coast enjoyed a great thrill when the interest was at its highest.

The bars in the city became noisy again after a period of silence. Countless glasses and bottles were smashed to the ground by angry customers, making a series of crackling sounds.

The sound echoed with the sound of firecrackers on the other side of the ocean.

The happier the Chinese are, the angrier the Americans are, creating a contrast.

"Damn the federal government! Damn the yellow monkey!"

Yes, in America, no matter what happens, it is politically correct to blame the federal government.

Moreover, when such scientific and technological achievements lag behind those of potential enemy countries, who else should we blame but the federal government?
This time it is not only politically correct, but also factually correct.

"Let's go, take to the streets!"

“Yes, protest against the government’s inaction!”

"China has a spaceship, we need one too!"

"Find those damn yellow monkeys and beat them to death!"

That night, Chinese immigrants in Los Angeles and even throughout the United States became the targets of the angry and helpless.

In response to the chaos, the SHIELD Bureau immediately issued a stern warning to the United States, asking them to ensure the safety of Chinese tourists. As for immigrants, they have already lost their Chinese nationality when they get a green card.

In this regard, the newly formed provisional government of the United States was helpless and overwhelmed.

They didn't have much grassroots control to begin with, and the prestige of the interim government was even worse than that of the previous federal government.

But the threat posed by the S.H.I.E. Bureau today cannot be ignored. Who knows where their spacecraft will choose to test their weapon systems after they are launched?
Realizing that things might get out of control, and the sudden appearance of the S.H.I.E. spaceship from S.H.I.E. had frightened the "elites" so much that they couldn't sleep, they immediately took action.

Instead of saving the Chinese tourists and immigrants who were being killed by the crazy citizens in the country, they immediately gathered all the well-known physicists, astronomers, and aerospace engineers in the country to start the country's spacecraft project.

If the yellow monkeys can do it, there is no reason why these noble white people can't do it?
A trail of flame streaked across the sky, crossing the already chaotic city of Los Angeles and flying towards Malibu on the western coast.

James "War Machine" Rhodes lands at the clifftop villa of his friend Tony Stark.

The last time President Ellis was assassinated, his iron armor was taken away by the "Desperate Warrior", but he was stranded in the suburbs of Florida and avoided the disaster in Washington, and luckily survived.

As he walked in wearing the armor that Tony had remade for him, the strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face.

“Damn, has this place been turned into a winery?”

"Mr. Rhodes, I'm glad you came to visit. Perhaps you can persuade Mr. Stark to cheer up." The artificial intelligence Jarvis spoke quickly.

"What happened?" Rhodes immediately asked, "Where is Tony?"

"He's downstairs. Mr. Stark has converted the original studio into a wine cellar." Jarvis opened the glass door at the staircase for Rhodes. The smell of alcohol here was even stronger, and Rhodes felt like he was walking into a wine barrel.

A man was curled up on the sofa in the corner, his hair was messy and below his ears, he had a beard on his chin, which was covered with dust and alcohol and gave off a strong stench. The man's clothes looked like they had not been changed for a long time, the smell of alcohol and sweat concentrated together, the smell was not much better than that of the homeless man under the bridge.

"Oh my God, you are Tony Stark?" Rhodes' voice was filled with shock and anger.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Rhodes, ever since Mr. Stark saw what happened in Tokyo that night, he has completely lost confidence." Jarvis explained to Rhodes, "Mr. Stark believes that no matter how hard he tries, even if he spends his entire life, he will never be able to create a battle armor that can defeat those extraordinary people."

"Shit!" Rhode suddenly realized, but he could only shout angrily: "Damn the pride of the genius!"

He took a few steps forward, picked up Tony, who was curled up on the sofa, with one hand while wearing his armor, walked to the cabinet, grabbed some ice water with his free hand and poured it on his friend's head.

He hurried here tonight because there was a large group of people waiting for the genius Tony Stark at the temporary government headquarters outside New York.

Now was not the time for him to become an alcoholic.

"Tony Stark, I know you used to be very proud, and I also know you've rarely experienced setbacks since you were a child, but wake up!"

In anger, Rod kept grabbing ice cubes from the freezer and rubbing his friend's face roughly, stimulating his nerves that had been numbed by alcohol.

"Jarvis, prepare some clean clothes for him." Rhode took over and ordered Jarvis, "Put on his armor and you will drive him."

"America is at a critical juncture. Everyone is waiting for him. There is no time for him to fall!"

"Okay, Mr. Rhodes." Jarvis is highly intelligent and authoritative, and is happy to help his master get back on his feet.

Tony was still drunk, and Rhodes roughly tore off his stinking clothes, changed him into a set of clean casual clothes, and stuffed him into the armor that Jarvis was controlling.

Two sets of armor took off one after another and flew towards New York on the east coast.

The wealthy don’t care about energy consumption, they just want to show off.

If I don’t walk from east to west and then from west to east twice every day, I feel like I’m not feeling well.

By the time the two of them arrived at the temporary government headquarters outside New York, it was already three o'clock in the morning local time in New York. The press conference of the S.H.I.E.A. had ended long ago, but the whole world was not at peace. Almost all countries were holding emergency high-level meetings to discuss the unprecedented new situation.

Rhodes and Jarvis each controlled their armor and flew over the estate outside New York. They opened their masks while in the air so that their identities could be identified by the soldiers and Secret Service personnel on the ground.

Previously, Killian used the "Iron Patriot" to play a "Trojan Horse Strategy" and broke into "Air Force One" openly and kidnapped President Ellis. Since then, the US military, the Secret Service and all security personnel protecting bigwigs have been wary of the iron armor, requiring people to reveal their true faces from a distance.

Every failure makes you wiser. They are scared!

Tony Stark was still hungover and he bent over to vomit as soon as he landed. It was obvious that the rapid journey had made him very uncomfortable as he had been immersed in alcohol recently.

After many verifications, Rhodes and Tony Stark finally arrived at the temporary government office located in the basement of the manor. After several turns, they walked into a large conference room.

The conference room was already filled with well-known scientists who had been urgently called in from all over the United States by the "Elite Eagles".

(End of this chapter)