Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 589

A great man once said that.

The curse we planted with our own hands will one day take root.

It doesn't matter who said it and what it means now, at least we both feel it deeply.

I'm Tony Stark, the greatest inventor of the century, or maybe playboy, and a reformed prodigal, capitalist who holds the keys to a new era, of course, compared to these titles, people Prefer to call me Iron Man.

It's just that from that day onwards, the normal life in the past seems to be gradually drifting away from me.

Introduce myself again, my name is Tony Stark, a...Shinigami.

No, not the skeleton monster in the movie, wearing a black cloak and holding a scythe, but a human with extraordinary power.

It may seem unbelievable to you, but it is the source of my sleepless nights and even my fears.

In New York Battle, I saw the ultimate power of Shinigami, the Gotei 13 Captains.

The destructive power displayed by these people is unbelievable. Although I am not a devout believer, I can swear to God that if these Captain-Rank Shinigami want to York City was wiped off the United States map!

And this...is the source of my fear!

I am not a regular Shinigami, but a guy with a bad taste forced me to transform into a Shinigami form, which means I am a smuggler, once found, I will be arrested and punished. execution .

So the question is, how do I deal with these problems?

I tried to invent the God Slayer Armor and the Atlas support system, but from the New York alien invasion, I found that these external equipments have limited improvement and cannot be perfectly integrated with spiritual power.

Maybe I should try Lorde's suggestion and look at it spiritually.

Wait...Jarvis, let this guy stop shaking the camera!

Oh fuck, you idiot, you simply didn't get a picture of me, who made you mess around? !

...

Tony looked flustered and exasperated in front of the camera held up by the robotic arm.

He worked so hard to record a long section, but found that there was only sound, so he could not wait to dismantle the robotic arm on the spot.

"Jarvis, remember to remind me next time, throw this idiot robotic arm out when recording." Tony grabbed the recorder and waited to the side, panting with rage on the lab sofa .

"It has been recorded in the system log, and the intelligent control system of the robotic arm has been replaced." Jarvis said in deadly earnest.

"No, I regret it, don't memorize such useless things, just replace it with you next time." Tony's mind became faster than a woman's, and after thinking about it, he decided to keep more Okay, grab a hot cup of coffee: "That's it for today's recording, I don't want to do it a second time."

"No problem, sir." Jarvis added: " Colonel Rhodes is here, in the hall, saying he has something very important to look for you."

"Why did he come to me instead of being his own patriot?" Tony wondered, but Still put down the coffee at hand, and said, "Let him wait a while, I'll change clothes and go."

A moment later, Tony changed into a dark blue striped T-shirt and took the elevator to the living room.

"Long time no see, Tony." Rhodey stepped forward and hugged Tony, patted him hard, said with a smile: "I mean you're in good spirits, better than before. Much better."

"It's okay, okay, I don't like hugging a man." Tony pushed Rhodey away with a look of disgust, then walked over to the wine cabinet, reached out and took out a bottle of exquisite packaging , a whisky worth a fortune at a glance.

"No no no, I'm here today for business and I can't drink." Rhodey swallowed saliva, hurriedly waved his hands and refused.

"Actually, I didn't plan to share this bottle with you." Tony gave him a surprised look and shook the bottle in his hand: "This is a 62-year-old Macallan, I It took a lot of thought to buy it from a guy."

Grump...

Rhodey's saliva got louder, it was 62 years The McCarran, the wine insects were hooked up in his stomach.

But after all, Tony poured Rhodey a glass, put it in front of him, sat on the sofa each minding their own business, leaned one leg over the other comfortably, and took a sip. Wine said: "For a busy person like you to come to me, I guess something must have happened, and it's not too small, right?"

When it came to business, Rhodey straightened his back and looked solemn. "Tony, you know the Ten Rings, are there any recent bombings?"

"Jarvis!" Tony yelled.

News about the Ten Rings and the recent bombing came to him as a projection.

It turned out that there was an al-Qaeda organization named 'Ten Rings' recently, which caused a series of violent terrorist actions under the planning of Mandarin, such as the three recent bombings, which attacked the troops stationed in United States respectively. bases, as well as embassies and numerous places.

"Well, now I know." Tony took a sip of wine and raised his eyebrows for Rhodey to continue.

"..." Rhodey corner of the mouth twitched, but fortunately already used to this friend's neuroticism, after sorting out his thoughts, he said: "The following content is confidential, Remember not to spread the word, Tony."

"Hmmm ahhhh..." Tony replied vaguely, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

"In fact, there were nine bombings, but the public only knew about three of them." Rhodey took a deep breath and continued: "The crux of the problem is that we didn't find it at the crime scene. Detonator, and no bomb left."

"So, then?"

Tony shook the glass, and the ice slammed against the side of the glass, making a crisp sound.

"We want to ask you for help, Tony." Rhodey didn't hide his intentions, and said directly: "You have a high-tech armor, as well as a lot of technology that we don't know, maybe you can investigate the explosion. The truth."

"Sounds good, but... it's a pity." Tony put down the glass, curled one's lip, looked at Rhodey and said, "I've been busy lately, so this work Get someone else to do it, like SHIELD, aren't they the best at doing this?"

"...Tony, I'm not kidding you." Rhodey was a little anxious. , said seriously: "Since New York was invaded by the alien, the credibility of United States has been declining continuously. We can't let things go any further, otherwise it will seriously damage the self-confidence of the people."

"Yes, yes... I know, world wars, world destruction and so on." Tony spread his hands helplessly and said, "But I'm really busy right now, and I don't have time to care about it. It's a mess, so you'd better find someone else to do it."

After saying that, Tony got up and was about to leave.

"Wait, Tony!"

Rhodey didn't expect this scene at all, and grabbed Tony: "You can't ignore this, if SHIELD intervenes, President It's likely to go down because of this, and don't forget Pierce is one of the contenders for the next president."

"Tell you the truth, Rhodey."

Tony's rare serious look , sighed heavily, and said, "I'm really busy right now, I have to solve the matter at hand, I don't have time to manage a terrorist organization, and I don't have time to manage who is the next president."

Rhodey was stunned. He was stunned, he had never seen such a serious Tony before, and subconsciously put down his hand.

"No, Tony, you have to take care of this."

At this moment, a red-haired beauty came out of the elevator, with a bulging figure that attracted two people. A man scans.

"Natasha...can you tell me how you got in?" Tony said with a blue cross at the corner of his brow, gnashing one's teeth.

"It's not important."

Natasha pulled a lock of hair behind her crystal ear, and ran her fingertips across the tablet: "It's important that you now Gotta see this, Tony."