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Chapter 107 A New Look in New York
You really have to pay for it as well as put in the effort!
Tony, who had inexplicably put on the bishop's robes, just wanted to curse. How could this be done?
Although Tony was filled with helplessness and wry smiles in his heart, on the surface he had to maintain the solemnity and dignity that a bishop should have.

He looked down at the slightly ill-fitting bishop's attire on himself. The golden lines sparkled in the sun, but made him feel inexplicably restrained and uncomfortable.

"This is simply... more troublesome than wearing the Iron Man suit."

Tony muttered in a low voice. Although his voice was small, it was enough for Coulson, Natasha and Xia Ling who were standing beside him to catch a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Tony, even though the church hasn't been built yet, the citizens still need a place to pray. Since the statue is here, let the citizens come here to pray. For the sake of New York, you can be the bishop. Anyway, you have nothing else to do."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Xia Ling's words.

Coulson also stepped forward at the right time, patted Tony on the shoulder, and gave him encouragement and support: "Tony, we all need you. Your joining will make our team more complete and the future of New York brighter."

"Tony, you are the best person to be the bishop."

Natasha followed closely behind.

"What do you mean by needing me? It's nothing more than borrowing my influence to promote the Son of God. Is there anyone in New York who doesn't know me?"

Tony's words revealed a bit of self-mockery and helplessness, but there was no way. Even though he was reluctant, being pushed into the position of bishop meant that he would have to shoulder a heavy responsibility.

"Since you think so highly of me, I'll give it a try."

Tony sighed slightly, then changed the subject.

"But I will not act in a traditional way. I will let this church and this new identity become my new stage to protect New York."

As Tony finished speaking, a dozen mecha guards flew in the sky, but for some reason, they were all wearing priest uniforms.

After circling in the air for a while, these mecha guards slowly landed in the square in front of the church. Their priest robes swayed gently in the breeze, echoing the bishop's robes on Tony, forming an unprecedented spectacle.

"It seems that even my Iron Legion can't wait to join this 'holy' adventure."

Tony's lips curled up in a playful smile, his eyes gleaming with a cunning light.

He walked up to a mecha and gently patted its metal shell, as if he was greeting an old friend.

"From today on, you are not only the crystallization of science and technology, but also the sacred messengers protecting this city."

Tony's voice spread throughout the square through the mecha's built-in loudspeaker, attracting the curiosity and amazement of the people around him.

"Tony is quite creative in combining theology with machinery. It's worth it that I introduced the God of All Machines to him."

Xia Ling was a little surprised. It was really unexpected to let robots serve as priests. He didn't know whether he could give these robots divine powers.

If possible, it should be done by a living person.

After Tony's mecha guards landed in the church square, they quickly and orderly arranged themselves in rows. Although they had no fire of life, through precise programming and intelligent simulation, they displayed an atmosphere that was close to piety and solemnity.

The citizens were attracted by this sudden scene and stopped to watch, some in surprise, some in curiosity, and some in awe. Tony was secretly proud of the effect of his creativity, while also fulfilling his duties as a bishop.

He slowly walked down the steps and towards the citizens who were gathered in front of the statue to pray. The mecha guards automatically dispersed and guarded them at a distance that was neither too intrusive nor enough to provide a sense of security.

"Fellow citizens, I'm sure you all know that I'm Tony Stark, and I'm the new temporary bishop of this church."

Tony's voice was gentle but powerful, and was clearly conveyed to everyone through the mecha's built-in loudspeaker.

"I know you may be confused by my friend who wears strange clothes and carries a bunch of machines, but please believe me, we have only one goal, which is to protect New York and you."

As soon as Tony finished speaking, there was a murmur and discussion among the crowd. Some people began to question, some expressed understanding, but most of them were curious and looking forward to new things.

"I know that faith is a sacred place in everyone's heart and should not be easily disturbed."

Tony continued, "But in this era, we need to understand and interpret it in a new way. My mecha guards are not just cold machines, they are the embodiment of technology and the power of protection. Together with me, they will bring peace and tranquility to this city."

As he spoke, Tony motioned to the mecha guard beside him to approach an elderly praying man.

The mecha squatted down gently and handed over a warm blanket with its built-in mechanical arm. Its movements were so delicate, as if it could really understand human emotions and needs.

This caused the citizens to exclaim in surprise, perhaps this bishop and his mecha priests were more avant-garde?
"It seems that I am a very competent bishop."

Tony was secretly proud of himself, but then he restrained his smile and became more serious and earnest.

Tony finally breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed the priests dressed as agents who came to help. At least Director Xia didn't intend to let him do all the work.

"Where did the blind man and the other guy from your bureau go?"

Tony glanced around, but didn't see the two members he usually saw who he was not very familiar with. One of them was said to be a special employee of S.H.I.E.L.D., comparable to him as a special consultant.

“Oh, you mean Matt and Hawkeye, they are both indispensable forces, protecting the city on their respective battlefields.

And today, you, Tony, and your Iron Legion are here, and that is enough."

"Even if you say that, I won't continue to allocate funds."

Tony's tone made everyone present laugh. This bishop was surprisingly not easily amused.

On the other side of the city, Matt and Hawkeye are helping their senior brother Amoghavajra to spread Buddhism.

The three of them worked together to closely combine the wisdom of Buddhism with the needs of modern society, find the right approach, and create a series of creative and effective communication methods.

Although there are not as many people as the Holy Son Hong Xiuqing, at least he has a place in New York City.

I believe that if the Yellow-browed Buddha saw this, he would be very happy that his heresy could develop into a new market in a foreign land.

(End of this chapter)