The Martial God of the Marvel World

Chapter 20 Tony in vain

"Ah!" Tony Stark woke up from his nightmare again.

"Damn it! I took sleeping pills!"

Tony got up from the bed angrily, picked up the cup on the bedside, and drank a glass of ice water.

After he regained some consciousness, he went straight to the laboratory downstairs in his pajamas.

"JARVIS, find me which mutant has the ability to continuously create nightmares for others?"

"Searching for information, estimated time is one hour and twenty-three minutes."

Tony went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of beer. He lay on the sofa, sipping it slowly, his face gloomy and his eyes flickering.

He suspected that the nightmares he had been having came from the abilities of a certain mutant, whose purpose might be for money, or he might want to change the situation of mutants through his social status.

"Nice idea!" he murmured, "but you got the wrong person!"

He threw the bottle of wine away, stood up and started looking up information.

Thanks to his identity, he can see a lot of confidential data and information. Even if the content is not open to him, he can steal it through Jarvis.

Soon, he obtained a large amount of public research results on mutants.

As for those things that cannot be made public or even mentioned, they are not connected to the external network at all. No matter how high his technical level is or how fast his supercomputer is, it is useless.

His genius brain began to work at high speed. He flipped through the information at a glance and quickly digested and absorbed the research results on mutants.

"The information search is complete, and no mutant information with matching abilities has been found. This search covers all public information, as well as some government, military, scientific research institutions, corporate databases, etc. However, we cannot rule out the possibility that mutant information exists outside of these databases."

"I know, it doesn't matter anymore." Tony pushed the information in front of him away, "Jarvis, I need something."

He began to dictate a bunch of materials and asked Jarvis to place the order.

A few seconds later, Jarvis replied: "Order completed, estimated delivery time, seven days."

"Too slow, I want it before I go to bed tomorrow night!"

"Okay, triple the price has been paid, and all items will be delivered before 17:00 tomorrow afternoon."

Jarvis is now very smart and is completely accustomed to his master's style of throwing money at people.

"Very good." Tony nodded with satisfaction, took out a pen and paper, and began to design the item structure diagram.

He wanted to create a room that could isolate mutant abilities and eliminate the mutant abilities that affected him through nightmares.

After he solves his own problems, he will take some time to let the mutant from that martial arts gym experience the power of money!
Why is he pretending to be so arrogant in front of a big capitalist like him? He even said, "For the God of War, money is meaningless."

After the special forces team captured him, Tony wanted to see if he could still maintain that nonchalant and pretentious attitude!
Tony was in a very good spirit while doing scientific research. He was busy until dawn and didn't even notice Pepper coming.

"Hey, Tony, you didn't sleep last night? What were you doing?"

"Wow, don't worry about me, Pepper. After I assemble this thing, I will definitely have a good sleep tonight, the kind that will last until tomorrow noon." Tony hugged Pepper and said with a playful smile. Pepper shook her head helplessly and advised: "Tony, you have to pay attention to your health. You are already in your thirties this year. I don't want to see you die young."

"I have regular physical examinations, Pepper, and I'm in good health." Tony said seriously, "Don't worry about me, I just haven't had enough sleep recently, and everything will be back to normal soon, I promise."

Tony used some sweet words to make Pepper smile.

After Pepper left, Tony checked his design carefully again and asked Jarvis to review it again. After finding no errors, he put the design away and waited for the materials to arrive before assembling it.

Now it was already bright outside and he was very sleepy, so he ate some hamburgers and went back to his bedroom to sleep.

When he woke up from the nightmare again, the sky had already darkened.

"Damn it! This nightmare has become more and more frequent recently. I have to solve this problem today."

He looked up and asked, "Jarvis, where is the cargo?"

"Some of them have already been delivered and are being stored in the underground storage area. The rest are on the way and are expected to be delivered within two hours. Do you need to send the existing goods to the laboratory?"

"Send it here first. I need to assemble it now."

Tony couldn't wait any longer now, he was desperate to get a good night's sleep.

He is one of the best engineers in the world. He was able to build the first iron armor in the cave with just a bunch of broken tools. Now it is not difficult for him to assemble an instrument to isolate the abilities of mutants.

As materials were delivered one after another, he assembled faster and faster. Finally, after three hours, a pile of large and small boxes similar to speakers were assembled.

He debugged it carefully and took measurements with precision instruments, and finally, he was convinced that this thing could effectively isolate the mutants' superpowers from spreading in the air.

"Great, I can finally have a good sleep tonight!" Tony straightened up, stretched his tired muscles, clapped his hands proudly, and looked at the masterpiece that he had spent nearly a day to create.

He transported all these things to the bedroom with a cart, then installed them in the calculated positions and tested them again. They were all in good working order.

Only then did he lie back on the bed with peace of mind, ready to enjoy his long-lost good sleep.

A few hours later, Tony Stark woke up from a nightmare again.

"Ah! Why is there no effect?" Tony got up from the bed and tested the equipment, but it was still running well without any faults.

He took out the design drawings again and checked them carefully several times, but still did not find any problems with the design.

He returned to the laboratory again, took out the relevant materials again, and read them carefully to see if there was any key data or information that he had overlooked.

But unfortunately, after tossing and turning for a whole night, he still couldn't find out what went wrong.

The sun rose, and through the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, it cast its warm rays on Tony who was sitting on the sofa.

After a long while, Tony let out a breath, and his eyes regained their spirit.

"Eliminate the impossible. Whatever remains, no matter how unbelievable, must be the truth. That guy is not a mutant. He is actually an alien."

(End of this chapter)