Marvel: Son of Tomorrow

On the way home, Clark had a smile on his face.

"I think my disguise today is acceptable. With the help of my virtual personality, I should be at the level of an excellent human commander. Tony's words should be based on the fact that I am only 14 years old."

It was obvious that Clark, who had never commanded a war or communicated with any commander, had misunderstood something.

I had no idea how incredible my performance was today.

He thought his performance was at the level of an excellent human commander, but he didn't know that his performance skills were the limit of human beings.

But being able to maintain a state at the limit of human nature is itself a non-human.

It's just that young Clark hasn't realized this yet.

..........

At this time, in a cave base of the Ten Commandments Gang.

Different from the desolate desert scenery outside.

Inside the cave is a new world made entirely of metal, full of technology.

If someone with a discerning eye comes here and observes carefully, they will find that some important facilities inside the cave have begun to use Parker Group's ultra-high-tensile steel.

You know, countries that have obtained ultra-high-strength steel are still conducting experiments in various aspects, constantly exploring the future uses of this new material.

However, such a terrorist organization existing in the desert managed to obtain ultra-high-strength steel when it was only sold to major countries and began to use it in practice.

And in the deepest part of the cave, in a magnificent room, on the high throne, a man with long hair, a thin face, but filled with a murderous aura, was looking down at the man below the stairs.

If Richard were there, he would recognize the man kneeling on the ground. He was Killian, who had once received help from the Parker Group and has now become a potential capitalist.

"Great Mandarin, I am sorry that you have to endure such a great loss."

Is the loss big? Of course it is.

Mandarin, born in 1920, possesses immortality and various magical powers, so he has naturally accumulated huge wealth. Although a day's battle consumed a lot of his money, it was insignificant compared to his accumulation.

However, the dead warriors will not be resurrected. No matter how powerful the Mandarin is, he needs his subordinates to help him rule the world. Compared with the loss of money, the subordinates killed by international mercenaries are the real loss.

However, Mandarin would not blame the man in front of him, or the organization behind this man.

A.I.M., or Avant-garde Technology, is an organization composed of a group of crazy scientists. In order to promote scientific progress, they have tried every possible means and attracted countless talented scientists to join. However, in Mandarin's opinion, this organization has long forgotten its original intention. Today, Avant-garde Technology, like itself, aims to rule the world.

This means that the two organizations cannot always live in peace, but when necessary, they can still join forces, such as the current action against the Stark Group.

The Mandarin needs the Stark Group itself, while Vanguard Technologies needs the technology possessed by the Stark Group. The two parties hit it off, but after the failure of the previous day, the next cooperation needs to be renegotiated.

"I don't have any thoughts on your apology, I just need you to come up with a solution."

Killian nodded. Previously, they had obtained the equipment information that Tony Stark gave to the mercenaries. Using this information, they created weapons and equipment that completely surpassed the opponent's performance. The battle the day before was an experiment, and the direct result was not good. The opponent's cheating command made it impossible for them to fully utilize the advantages of their equipment, and they were declared bankrupt.

"We have already created it. We have used the technology we know so far, combined with the magical technology provided by you, my lord, to create a brand new combat weapon. Tomorrow, we will definitely be able to repel the rabble sent by Tony Stark."

"Well! I hope so."

...............

The next day, Clark did not come to Tony's villa. The Parker Group had its own affairs to deal with, and it was impossible for him to help in the rest of the war.

But the war will not stop, and at this time, the military district commanders invited by Tony will play a role.

Working together with the virtual personality left behind by Clark, these American officers got a taste of what future wars will be like.

It feels so cool to have the commander-in-chief sit at the center, and technological products such as artificial intelligence present reports from all parties, and finally the commander takes charge.

But gradually, the situation on the battlefield changed.

It's not because the virtual personalities performed poorly, nor is it because Clark's commander-in-chief made a huge mistake by not being here.

It’s because the enemy has taken out some brand new weapons that are extremely powerful.

These new local soldiers were not armed with modern firearms.

It was a medieval long sword, and he was wearing the knight armor from medieval novels.

But it is precisely these outrageous weapons that, every time they are swung, can easily raise a huge sword energy and split everything in front of them in two, with amazing power.

Those medieval armors can also generate special energy barriers to block all attacks.

Even Stark Group's missiles and armor-piercing bullets made of ultra-high-tensile steel cannot break through this special energy barrier.

"how so!"

Everyone was shocked by this scene, but at this time, the virtual personality left by Clark also conveyed the situation here to Clark who was still handling official business in Parker Group.

"Special weapons?"

Clark immediately used his super vision to look over and found that the battle situation was completely different from what he had commanded yesterday.

This cannot be said to be a change in the war situation; it is simply that the balance of war has reversed 180 degrees. The greater the victory yesterday, the greater the defeat today.

"No, if this continues, these mercenaries will be wiped out."

Clark looked at the dance on the table again. After processing the next hour's worth of documents in one second, Clark disappeared from the office. In his place, Superman cut through the sky and flew towards the battlefield.

"That special weapon... is it magic? No matter what, we must hurry and save people."

With Clark speeding along, in less than a second, his figure arrived above the desert battlefield from the United States.

His appearance was clearly seen by both parties.

"It's Superman..."