Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

"What's going on? Jarvis, activate the armor!"

"Sir, the program failed, the program applauded, I think I need to take a break..."

Before he could finish his words, Jarvis had completely lost his movement.

Although Stark wrote an independent system for the armor in order to prevent the occurrence of some special situations, the driving force of the entire armor ultimately depends on the assistance of Jarvis. Now that Jarvis is offline, he is also a little helpless.

"It seems that I need to write a more independent program. Yes, I will upgrade it when I get back. Jarvis also needs to be upgraded to be more user-friendly."

Stark identified the direction and walked towards the nearest town.

"Fortunately, I got the Knight System from Mu En. Otherwise, it would be torture to drag the armor that has turned into a pile of scrap metal on this road in this weather."

In this icy and snowy place, Stark didn't know how long he had been walking before he finally saw a glimmer of hope: lights and a telephone booth.

Walking to the convenience store and seeing a model, Stark said thank you and took off the cloak from the model. Although it was a bit thin, it was better than nothing at this time.

Stark secure server, now forwarding to all one recipients.

Using the bracelet, Stark contacted Stark Industries' server through a phone booth.

Stark picked up the phone and left an apology message for Pepper.

"Pepper, it's me. I'm so sorry, but time is limited. First of all, I'm sorry for involving you in such a dangerous thing. It was selfish and stupid. I swear I won't make the same mistake again.

Then I want to apologize to you in advance because I can't go home for the time being. I want to find that guy so that you and I can return to normal life, so you also have to pay attention to safety.

That's all. I apologize again for my selfishness and stupidity. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Stark hung up the phone, stared at the cold wind and walked towards the village. He needed to find a place to rest.

In Valentine, the bishop squatted in the hall, and he became extremely depressed.

"Bishop? What's wrong with you? Why are you squatting here? This is not like your style."

Aihilya, who was preparing snacks for the children, passed by with a cake mold and was a little surprised to see the bishop squatting in the hall.

"Your Highness! I have disappointed His Highness the King."

The bishop said somewhat uncomfortably.

"What happened? Why did you disappoint Mu En?"

Ashlia asked, soothing him.

"Is such that......"

The bishop briefly recounted the task assigned by Muen and what happened.

"Well, actually you don't have to blame yourself too much. Maybe there is still a chance to make amends. I heard from Mu En that Stark is also a very tough person. He shouldn't get into trouble easily."

Just as Ashlia was comforting the bishop, Izzy's voice rang out at the right time.

"The communication signal between Tony Stark and the Stark Industries server has been detected. Tony Stark's location has been successfully located."

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"We finally found Tony Stark. He is worthy of being the King's creation. Thank you so much, Izzy!"

As he spoke, he bowed towards Aihilya.

"And thank you, Your Highness, the Queen. I have a mission to complete, so I'll take my leave now. Izzy, send me the location."

Having said that, he left in a hurry without staying any longer.

"Hey, what a person who has gone."

Looking at the bishop's back, Aihilya couldn't help but sigh.

Izzy scanned the ingredients in Ashlia's hand.

"Ms. Ashlia, according to the information in my database, it seems that pigments and quicklime are not needed to make any kind of dessert. I suggest that you take a look at the recipe again."

When Izzy discovered her little secret, Ashley's face turned red.

"I, I, I didn't actually want to make snacks. Yes, I was planning to take the children to do handicrafts. Well, I won't say any more to you. The children are waiting impatiently."

After saying that, Aishlia fled from the hall.

Chapter 420: Stark and the Little Boy

Dragging his tired body, Stark found a locked warehouse, took a look, and picked up the axe beside him.

"Boom~!"

With a crisp sound, Tony directly smashed the door lock of the warehouse.

"Wow, that looks good."

There are a lot of tools in the warehouse, as well as an old sofa and a car. At least I have a place to rest. The best thing is that there are a lot of tools here, the most basic tools.

Stark closed the door of the warehouse casually, took off the belt around his waist, and looking at the scarred belt, Stark shook his head helplessly.

"Thank you for your hard work. No, it should be me who has worked hard."

As he spoke, he activated the clothing puppet mode, and an empty shell of an iron battle suit fell on the sofa.

Jarvis was disconnected from the armor's system and was unable to repair the armor in the background, so he had to do everything himself.

"Okay, but before that, I need to 'fix' myself."

There were several bruises on the arm, and the fragments had penetrated into the muscles, but fortunately the tendons and bones were not injured.

On the other side, a little boy who was left alone at home heard a strange noise coming from his warehouse, as if something was knocking on the door.

The little boy picked up his homemade potato launcher, put on his clothes, and walked out carefully.

When he came to the back of the house, he saw that the lights were on in the originally dark warehouse.

The chains and locks used to lock the warehouse were thrown on the ground at random, and it looked like they were violently smashed open by something.

For a moment the little boy became a little nervous, but this was his home, his parents were not around, and he had to muster up the courage to do something even if he was alone.

"Dang~!"

The little boy kicked open the hatch door, picked up the gun and aimed at the man standing under the lamp.

"Stop, don't move!"

Stark was also shocked. He thought he would be kicked out by the owner of the warehouse, but he didn't expect that the one who came to catch him would be a child.

"Whoa whoa! You caught me."

Tony raised his hand and saw what the child was holding. It was a simple launching device, which was probably an anti-tank rocket launcher. Judging from the workmanship, it was probably a handicraft of the child. Although it was a bit crude, it was pretty good for a child.

“Nice potato gun, did you make it?

But the barrel is a bit long. If it is long and thick, it will reduce the kinetic energy of the potato when it leaves the barrel, which means it will affect its attack power. "

The little boy didn't say anything. He just raised his hand, aimed at the bottle on the wall and pulled the trigger. A potato flew out and smashed a wine bottle with a snap.

This is his masterpiece and he doesn't allow others to comment on it casually.

Tony was also stunned when he saw the glass bottle shattered in an instant, but then he put his hands down.

"Okay you're out of ammo now, but don't be afraid I'm not a bad guy."

The little boy looked at the glowing reactor on Stark's chest with curiosity.

"What's that on your chest?"

Stark pondered for a moment and returned.

"It's an electromagnet, a portable energy source. You should know that since you have one here too."

He pointed to a box on the table, which contained some batteries.

The little boy seemed to have thought of something and asked excitedly.

"The energy hitting my chest? Why does it provide energy?"

Stark glanced at him, then shone the lamp on the suit behind him.

"Oh my god! That! That's Iron Man!"

The moment he saw the Iron Suit, the little boy was so excited that he ignored the gun in his hand and walked excitedly towards Tony and the Iron Suit.

"It's Iron Man right? I don't have a son to dream."

Stark said looking at the little boy awkwardly.

"In fact, I am Iron Man and he is my suit."

The little boy walked up to Tony and took out a newspaper from his small bag.

"In fact, you are already dead. Look in the newspaper!"

After handing the newspaper to Tony, the little boy excitedly ran to the Iron Man suit and began to study and tinker with it.

Stark also saw the news in the newspaper, which clearly stated that the Mandarin announced that Stark was dead and took the blame for killing Tony Stark.

Stark frowned as he watched the newspapers hype up the news of his death.

"This guy is courting death. If my friends find out, it will no longer be a private matter between him and me."

"You mean the Avengers?"

"Yes and no."

The little boy didn't ask any more questions but continued to fiddle with the iron suit. After a while he asked.

"Hey, what's wrong with it? Why aren't its eyes lit up?"

Stark replied, throwing away the newspaper.

"Life is too hard. Even a thing made of steel needs a rest. But I will fix it."

"Fix it? Like a mechanic?"

"Yes, I am a mechanic, not an image."

The little boy ignored what Stark was saying and concentrated on fiddling with the iron suit.

"Let me tell you, if I were to create Iron Man and War Machine, I would add a few more things to him, such as remote control, and that reverse thing..."

Stark suddenly found this child interesting.

"You mean the retroreflective layer?"

"Yes, this way he can be invisible."

"Do you want him to be invisible?"

The little boy nodded excitedly and said.

"Yeah, think about how cool it would be, you can appear anywhere without anyone noticing, and catch the enemy off guard. Plus with remote control, it doesn't matter even if you are surrounded by the enemy."

The little boy became more and more excited as he spoke, and his imagination ran wild.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, such imagination is a little unrealistic, but in Stark's eyes, these are completely feasible things.

Stark nodded and praised.

"It's a good idea. Maybe I can create a suit like this."

Looking at the little boy who was concentrating on fiddling with the battle suit, Stark asked curiously.

"Who else is home?"

"Now, save me one, my mom went out to eat, and my dad went to buy lottery tickets."

The little boy suddenly said with a depressed look.

"I think he must have won the lottery. After all, it was six years ago."

For some reason, Tony seemed to see his own past in this boy.

"Actually, this is normal. After all, many fathers leave their children, just like when I was a child. Don't take it too seriously."

Then Stark said again.

"Son, I need some things, a laptop, a digital watch, a cell phone, your pneumatic spiral tube for rebounding muzzles, a map of the town, a rifle, and a sandwich."

After listening to Stark saying a long list of item names, the little boy did not take action immediately but asked back curiously.

"So what's in it for me?"