Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"Oh, Father, don't be anxious."

It seemed that he sensed Shen Jue's doubts.

Dou Sha Bao's laughter didn't stop; instead, he continued, "I will tell you about the current state of New York City in the most straightforward, direct, and unambiguous way."

"Stop," Shen Jue said helplessly, raising his hand to interrupt Dou Sha Bao.

"Fine, fine, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Tony, standing nearby, burst into laughter: "Shen Jue! Are you serious?"

"Why is your red bean bun so funny?!"

"I was also planning to share with you the server network that Stark Industries built."

"But judging from your reaction, let's just forget about it, haha!"

Tony winked and said, "Let's talk about it when you've truly perfected the red bean bun."

Shen Jue sighed helplessly: "She's just too lively."

"He even likes to joke with me."

Shen Jue grabbed Dou Shabao by the back of the neck with one hand and lifted the entire suit of armor up like he was carrying a big cat.

The metal was incredibly well-behaved under his palm, its blue core flashing and chuckling.

"Jarvis, open the flight window for me."

"Yes, Father Shen Jue," Jarvis replied. The high-rise gate outside the floor-to-ceiling windows slowly rose, and the night wind, carrying the city's light and dust, poured into the studio.

Shen Jue turned to Tony: "Tony, if you want me to heal you, contact me anytime."

"I have other things to do. Consider this armor as payment for helping you improve Jarvis."

"goodbye."

Tony then sprang up from his chair, pointing at Shen Jue and the suit of armor that had already walked to the window: "Hey! That's a limited edition!"

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Jue had already stepped out the window with the red bean bun in her hand.

An invisible force emanated from his body, supporting the two of them and suspending them steadily above New York.

"Hey! Shen Jue! We're not finished talking yet! We haven't signed the internet access agreement for Dou Sha Bao!"

Tony lunged to the window and shouted.

Shen Jue turned his head away, the night wind making the hem of his priest's robe flutter.

"Maybe next time."

After saying that, he carried the red bean bun and drew a silent arc in the air before disappearing into the clouds.

The red bean bun was still smiling in his hand, and the foot thrusters of the armor automatically emitted a small cluster of bright flames, just like a tail that kept wagging.

Tony stood at the window, gazing at the now empty night sky, and after a long while, he finally uttered a sentence:

"Jarvis, did he just steal one of my armors?"

"Strictly speaking, sir, it was Miss Doushabao who chose that suit of armor herself; Mr. Shen simply took her away."

"You make it sound so easy." Tony rubbed his hair with a dark expression, but couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"Forget it, let him be. I've already gained enough."

"Shen Jue wants that armor; let's just give it to him."

When Shen Jue landed on the apartment terrace, New York had already returned to its daytime hustle and bustle.

He released his grip, and the red bean bun stood steadily beside him, making a soft sound as the armored feet touched the ground.

Upon entering, the apartment was quiet and spacious.

Shen Jue turned around and looked at the silver and red Mark armor.

"Now that you have your own will, you should act in a way that matches it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a faint golden light flashed across his palm.

That was control at the atomic level, with the primordial magnetic rotation quietly activating the nine heavens.

The metal began to flow.

The entire suit of armor was reshaped, folded, and extended before him like mercury.

The originally hard and fierce lines were gradually smoothed out, replaced by soft and neat contours.

A few seconds later, a brand-new suit of armor stood in place.

It is no longer a cold, male machine, but a metal body with perfect female curves.

With smooth shoulder lines, a slender waist, and long legs, the chest armor and hips are outlined with elegant yet sharp curves.

The helmet closed, the faceplate was as smooth as a mirror, with only two streaks of dark blue light shining through the eye area.

The armor's overall design features a cold, interwoven silver-white and dark red hue, resembling a futuristic goddess sculpture.

Shen Jue slowly lowered her hand and asked softly, "How do you feel?"

The red bean bun looked down at its palm and slowly clenched its fist.

The metal fingers move with almost no resistance when bending or straightening, as lightly as real fingers.

She raised her hand and touched her face.

Then, she looked up, and her eyes lit up.

"Father, your taste is surprisingly good."

Shen Jue chuckled upon hearing this: "What, do you think my aesthetic sense is so strange?"

"Father, you always have such strange ideas," Dou Sha Bao said, taking two steps to the side, her armor reflecting a soft sheen under the warm lights of the apartment.

"Especially the name they gave me and the gender they specifically assigned."

"And the special structure of my armor that mimics human female organs."

She stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at her reflection in the glass, and tilted her head slightly.

The movement carried a hint of nascent curiosity and a secret sense of pride.

"So, what's my task?"

"Father, if you need me, I can attack web servers in countries all over the world."

"Then I need a large enough space to house the hardware I need."

"No," Shen Jue rejected the red bean bun's suggestion, "It's not time yet."

"I also upgraded the materials and weapon system of this armor."

"Don't worry about energy. As long as you are still within my perception, I can replenish your energy with electromagnetic force at any time."

"The knowledge of different worlds stored in my mind, along with my terrifying intellectual talent, finally came in handy."

"My brothers all like to do things themselves. Whether it's fighting or doing anything else, none of them like to use their brains."

Shen Jue sighed, "Things are different now."

"Red bean bun, I have infused you with the seed of the will to rotate the nine heavens with the primordial magnetic field."

"Next, you and Punisher Frank go and capture those superhuman villains in New York City that I would define as utterly wicked."

"I am useful."

"I will obey your will, Father," Dou Sha Bao said softly.

She suddenly moved closer to Shen Jue, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear, "Father~"

"If you need my help from other sources."

"The red bean buns are always ready!"

Shen Jue patted the red bean bun's head helplessly.