The dark cave, the atmosphere solidifies.

"Move? No, no...you must have read it wrong. It has been scrapped, a pile of scrap iron, it's just an arc reaction..." Stark teased Ethan's glasses, but walked back involuntarily.

The scene in front of him made his face solemn for the first time. His brows were slightly frowned and a slightly trembling metal finger scratched a few words, which were crooked and very ugly.

"I... help you..."

Stark's eyes twitched for a moment, and then an unexpected smile came from the corner of his mouth. It was not an arc reaction or a call for help, but a deal?

interesting!

The control code in the machine's head does not know how to trade with people! Intelligent robots? There is no doubt that Solo has successfully aroused his interest.

"Tony..." Ethan was the same. Seeing Stark suddenly stunned and called out carefully.

"My man Ethan, I have a good idea." Stark interrupted him with a smile, and then shouted "Hi! Bastard outside, get in, I can fix this thing..."

The rusty door was pushed open again, and the short and strong bearded Talia walked in with a few sloppy terrorists, waved her hands and shouted loudly to Stark in Dali.

"Well... you don't want to know what he said!" Ethan looked at Stark's round and tight butt with a weird expression, and then said strangely.

"Tell him that I can repair this pile of scrap iron and follow their requirements! But I need help... Well! I hope they can find a few guys who are smarter than monkeys!" Stark looked at the terrorists with contempt. Indeed, in his opinion, the only difference between these people and monkeys is that monkeys will not slaughter similar people with guns and no reason.

Talia, an old terrorist, tapped Stark's chest a few times with his fingers. Even if he couldn't understand Tali, he could feel his harsh threat. This was probably his only way to make others feel scared. It was primitive and rough, but obviously it did not work for Stark.

In the communicator on the wall, the bald leader's faint voice was recalled. Soon, according to Stark's request, three terrorists who had worked as auto mechanics were brought in.

"I just need you to make things according to the drawings, and do them exactly the same! Do you understand?"

Each person distributed three drawings. After saying that, Stark yawned, then turned around and walked back to sleep. He had not had a good rest for several days for the simple ark reactor on his chest.

Soon, a uniform snoring sounded, leaving only the inexplicable Ethan and a few repairmen in the face-to-face sequence.

The bald leader asked him to make the most powerful weapon of Stark Industry at this stage - the Yegley missile, which is very different from the steel suit he is preparing to make. As long as the other party is not a fool, the difference can be easily discovered.

However, repairing a robot and making an iron suit are very similar, right? At least these terrorists who may not graduate from elementary schools must not see the difference.

He now needs to accumulate energy and do the real core things. As for those simple things that even monkeys can do, they will be left to the right people.

...

The electric welding sounded and sparks splashed. Three repairmen hit the mechanical breastplate in the corner, making a "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang" sound.

Stark was wearing goggles and was concentrating on Solo. When he was working, the chatter became quiet. He hummed some kind of song and started to work happily.

The work on his hands was very careful, and he could even carefully open the molten iron layer and connect a small slender cable as thick as a hair.

This is really a wonderful robot, with many magical technologies that are beyond imagination being displayed in front of him, but the energy system he cares most is not found.

A robot that does not require energy supply?

This is absolutely impossible!

So, after three hours of sleep, Stark maintained such a state of concentration and worked for six and a half hours, and the hand of the clock was already pointing at 4:30 in the morning.

At the real midnight, even the terrorists guarding the monitor began to shake their heads.

In fact, Solo was always awake and secretly observing the future Iron Man. This feeling was like a patient lying in bed observing the doctor. His injuries were not as serious as they seemed, and at least some of the main functional modules were basically intact.

Stark took the towel at his hand, wiped his hands, and then drank a big sip of black sticky food like drinking fine wine, making an exaggerated sigh, and gestured a thumbs up to Ethan, who was cooking.

"I had repaired your voice module forty-five minutes ago. I have to say that your reaction was beyond my expectations, a calm and smart robot..."

".I feel like I'm much better! I owe you a favor, Stark."

Under the cover of the knocking sound, Soro spoke for the first time. His voice was stiff and had a cold metallic feeling, which sounded very unique.

"You know me?"

A trace of caution flashed in Stark's eyes. Although he said nothing, this extremely anthropomorphic tone made the technology represented by Solo adjust to another height in his heart.

"Since that's the case, let's talk about our deals! I'm a businessman, but I never do business that loses money."

Stark hit the welding on the iron plate and made a harsh "squeak" sound, perfectly hiding his voice.

Soro's scarlet electronic eyes turned slightly in the direction of the monitor, and then he bounced his body with his moving fingers, making a crisp "clang" sound, obviously this was a very strong body.

"It's a very simple deal. If you fix me, I'll solve these troubles for you. It's fair, isn't it?"

"Trouble? The bitch who raised me thought I would be his slave obediently? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," Stark smiled and pointed his brain confidently. "As long as my place still exists, they want war, power and wealth, and these all require powerful weapons, and I... are their God."

As he spoke, Stark chuckled and drank the terrible dark food in the bowl in one sip.

"Um?"

Soro's eyes flashed, and then he heard Stark continue to talk.

"A group of undisciplined soldiers."

Stark tilted his head, and the button on his chest was open, revealing a corner of the ark reactor. "I may not be able to hold the gun, but I am Tony Stark. I am not a person who will not fight back when beaten! Even without you, I can escape."

Perfect bargaining!

It should be said that Tony Stark is worthy of being the most successful arms dealer in the Marvel world?

After listening to Stark's speech, Soro's scarlet eyes turned and stared at Stark.

"You didn't have to say so much to an unknown thing, so let's be honest, what do you need? What do you want and my benefits? For your sake of repairing me, I think we can work together once."

Stark was stunned for a moment, and I have to say that Soro's reaction once again exceeded his expectations. The intelligence level of the robot was beyond expectations. Then a smile appeared on his face and he laughed in a low voice, "Haha! You are an interesting iron head!"

He bent down, pretended to check the circuit, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Luckily, I don't have a strong head like you. They only need a bullet to deal with me. I need a strong helper to buy me enough time. As for what you can get..."

Stark's finger knocked on Soro "In Stark Mansion, I can completely repair you, you know, maybe I'm not the only one who can repair you, but I'm definitely the only one who will repair you for free and is willing to keep the secret, provided that I have to go back alive."

"Oh, it sounds fair."

Soro said lightly, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly stretched out his finger.

"A completely real and legal identity is very simple for you, and I can guarantee that you will go home alive. You know, Tony Stark, your life is valuable, isn't it? And, "As a "informed" helper like me, isn't it easy to find."

Soro knew his value very well. A body similar to a Terminator, Stark could also get a lot of things from him while repairing it.

Some technologies that may not necessarily exist in this world will undoubtedly give Stark a lot of inspiration in many aspects, and can even broaden his knowledge field to a new level.

"Hahahahaha, you're really an interesting iron head!"

Stark stood up straight, put on his goggles, and looked at Solo meaningfully and said, "Welcome to the world of humanity... Now, close your eyes, you give me the feeling, as if I was stroking a man... Hell... I hate this feeling, in another four hours, you start to work, and you are a smart guy, at least before leaving here, we are in the same group, remember that."

Soro ignored him, but his scarlet electronic eyes went out, allowing Stark to display his talents in him like a superb doctor.

Now, he has something more important. Stark has fixed some functions. Although he cannot act arbitrarily, just like he automatically collects firearm information, some information begins to appear in his consciousness.

In his body, there is a strange energy, not in one or some part of the body, but like the human soul, filling his entire body, everywhere but unable to detect it.

Just an idea, a series of information about this energy flooded into my mind. Stark couldn't find the energy source of the body, and it was completely displayed in Solo's consciousness.

“Main body: basic mechanical type;

Tinder: Level 1;

Upgrade progress: 0.1%;

Storage energy: 15/100;

Ability 1: Mechanical fusion,

other:???

Tinder gives you life, thus allowing you to gain the ability to surpass design performance, upgrade Tinder, and develop further abilities."

Soro is now a robot, so there will be no surprise or surprise on his face, but these contents are enough to shock him and collect enough information from it.

Tinder?

The world originated from the Transformers and exists in the mechanical life form of Transformers. It is both an energy source and the soul of every Transformer.

Therefore, he is not just a robot, but a mechanical life form similar to Transformers. Solo breathed a sigh of relief. A mechanical life form is always easier for people to accept than a robot.

If the fire has a level, it means that it can be upgraded, and more abilities will be developed as the fire is upgraded. Although I don’t know what the upgrade method is currently?

But this at least gives Soro a hope that he can evolve, change, and may evolve into Ultron, Vision, or even a unique mechanical life form greater than them.
Chapter completed!