The Time Controller of American Comics

Tony looked stunned outside the cave. He never imagined that he was clearly assembling a low-quality experimental mecha inside the cave. The scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically in the next moment. He was so fast that he couldn't react at all. From a dark cave, it turned into a vast desert.

Tony covered his eyes with his hands to prevent his eyes that continued to experience darkness from being stabbed by the sunlight. Looking at his close friend Colonel Roddy running towards him in small steps, Tony asked softly: "What's going on?"

"What's going on? Mr. Green has been searching for you in the past few days since you were kidnapped. Finally, he found clues here and immediately asked us to contact the rescue. But it seems that we came in vain. Unexpectedly You actually wiped out all these terrorists with a dagger. These are the sons of bitches and scum. It’s really embarrassing to see them killed by you one by one."

"What to kill? I don't know. How did you put this knife in my hand?"

"I don't know, right? We don't know what's going on."

Colonel Rody first gave Tony a bear hug and checked whether Tony was seriously injured. When he heard what Tony said, Colonel Rody immediately looked like he suddenly understood.

Because Colonel Roddy also knew some inside information, Tony's father Howard was secretly researching a super serum. This serum originated during World War II. Injecting this serum can increase a person's combat effectiveness to the limit of what the human body can possess. .

It was obvious that after Tony took this serum, although there was no visible change in his physical appearance, he must be undergoing potential changes. He said this because the research results of the serum must be kept confidential.

Yes, that's what happened

It has to be said that Colonel Roddy's imagination was too great. He simply believed that Tony had become a figure like Captain America, and that with the power of one person, he eliminated all the terrorists in the cave. He was afraid that the serum would leak, so he must not I will admit that when I think about it, it is surprisingly reasonable.

"What the hell"

When Tony was about to explode, a white-haired young man who was protected by soldiers in the desert walked over quickly with an anxious look on his face. This was Tony's predecessor and the real owner of Stark Company.

When Tony was young, he was ignorant and believed that his father only cared about his work and that he did not have any thoughts about himself in his heart. Therefore, in the hospital where his father passed away, he was so angry that he did not say the last words to his father.

Now imagine how much of a bastard I was back then. Fortunately, there is an elder at home who cares about me like a father. Although most of the time I don't want to admit that everything I have is related to him.

"Tony, I'm relieved to see you're fine. But I really didn't expect that you actually have such fighting ability. Not only do you inherit your father's intelligence, but you far surpass him in combat."

"Mr. Green, can you stop talking? I really don't know what's going on."

At this moment, Tony almost collapsed. He was standing in front of the cave with a dagger inexplicably. He was misunderstood by others as a hero who eliminated a group of terrorists. The look in the eyes of these soldiers was obviously , you make it up, keep making it up, it depends on whether we believe it or not

Jonathan really didn't want to say anything about the serum. Howard had clearly promised to destroy the data and promised in front of Agent Carter not to use the serum, but he was still researching it in secret.

A magical thing appeared in this cave, the original model of the future Iron Man mecha. This model was created by Tony, but three companies were studying it together.

One is Jonathan, the other is Tony, and the third is these Afghan terrorists who are clumsily assembling it in secret. They have no idea that having a mecha is useless, because this kind of mecha needs the Ark reactor to start. It's impossible to make it with their technology. The number of people in this world who can make it can be counted on one hand.

Unless they steal the reactor from Tony's chest

A Mercedes-Benz G-series off-road vehicle was driving in front of a green corn field. At this time, the corn had grown to ankle height. In the world that belonged to Jonathan, several farm workers were working. "Soil under the grass", but in this era there are already a variety of seeders and harvesting machines, and farm laborers generally only operate some farm machines.

This super off-road vehicle, worth more than 300,000 meters, drove to the iron gate of a large courtyard. Jonathan was afraid that some unsighted minions would miss his little money, so he specially built a wall and pulled it. On the grid.

There are green small fruit trees in the yard, along with winding paths, and several large warehouses in an open space. A large harvester parked in front of the warehouse is being repaired by a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Child, just rest for the time being, and don't forget to give the workers something delicious to eat at noon."

This middle-aged man is the son of the little fat Hans. Jonathan recalled that when he was a child, he still remembered that he was pinned down by wooden nails. Hans's mouth was wide open in surprise. He also remembered that he was pointed at a gun by that scumbag. While he was sleeping, Hans was afraid of hiding in his mother's arms.

Time flies, and Hans passed away due to illness more than 20 years ago. The cause of death was difficulty breathing due to obesity, which oppressed the heart. Now his grandson is in his twenties.

In the blink of an eye, all the people of my generation have passed away, and those fifty-odd old people have become my next generation. If I were an ordinary person, this would be my life, right?

"It's okay. Don't worry, Mr. Green, I'm here."

"Well, your kid is much more reliable than your dad." Jonathan smiled when he heard this, retracted his head, and closed the window of the Mercedes-Benz SUV.

Percy didn't ask much about why Jonathan looked the same for decades. This world is not an ordinary world. Today, when mutants are rampant in black technology, it is normal for any incredible thing to happen.

What's more, Jonathan's statement to the outside world is that his family has a gene that delays aging. After an investigation by "relevant departments", it turns out that more than 50% of Jonathan's older generation lived to be 200 or 300 years old. , and many died of incurable diseases.

Apart from their longevity, they are all ordinary people. If it weren't for the outstanding scientists of Jonathan's generation, their family's secrets would probably have been hidden forever.

In front of the two-story building covered with vines, Jonathan opened the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz G. Nowadays, Jonathan usually lives alone on this second floor. During the day, Ms. Emma, ​​Jane, Psylocke, and the White Queen often come here. After all, it's only a ten-minute drive from the White Queen's courtyard.

Jonathan's decision to abandon his sister and mother was unanimously approved by everyone. It was not because he was afraid of any monsters coming, but mainly because Jonathan often studied in the middle of the night, which made it difficult for everyone to rest, and even the whole family was affected by him. It's too dangerous to tear it down.

"Okay, come on, let's go. I'm quite happy here." Jonathan still remembered that at that time, when he was driving away alone in a Mercedes-Benz, his sister waved impatiently while holding Psylocke in her arms. She didn't know what this girl was. t orientation