Su Han thought to himself, "No wonder he's a superhuman scientist from the Marvel universe." After much deliberation, he went to the lobby of his dormitory.
Although it was nominally a dormitory, Su Han's room was extremely luxurious, spanning two floors. The central hall, in particular, was a full eight meters above the highest point, making it resemble a high-rise duplex villa.
This is also why Su Zhu would complain every time she came to Su Han's dorm before his identity was exposed. It's simply that Su Han's dorm was so different from everyone else's.
With a flick of his wrist, five cards emitted a dazzling light, then shattered into pieces. Five suits of armor slowly materialized.
The tallest of these armors is the Tremor-Tremor Fruit armor, which is over six meters tall, clearly taking into account Whitebeard's own height.
After examining them for a moment, Su Han gave the order in a low voice, "On Friday, connect these armors."
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Chapter 227 The Truth About Hydra? Tony Stark's Wrath (Fourth Update)
A calm voice sounded on Friday, "Sir... docking has begun. Docking successful! Initiating the first self-check...Sir, these armors contain a great deal of advanced technology."
"How high is the salary?" Su Han raised an eyebrow.
"It's about twenty years more advanced than what we currently control," Friday said simply and clearly.
But this is an extremely frightening number, because the technology that Friday currently controls is on average thirty years ahead of the current society... This means that the technology of these five mechs is at least fifty years behind the current society.
This is still the theoretical fifty years. It means that you have been given the right research direction, and you still need to study for another fifty years... In scientific research, it is very normal to go in the wrong direction... You might just hit a hurdle that can hold you back for a hundred years.
In short, even if humanity had hundreds of years, it might not be able to create these five suits of armor.
"Tony Stark."
Su Han felt a pang of emotion, but didn't say much. He was already used to Tony Stark's technological genius.
"Then on Friday, these armors will be yours."
“Don’t worry, sir,” Friday’s voice remained as calm as ever, “I will definitely strip the technology off these armors and digest it.”
Su Han's brow twitched slightly. That wasn't actually what he meant, but after thinking about it, he didn't elaborate. Friday's technological advancements were also a good thing for him.
At dinner time, Su Han did not go to the cafeteria for dinner, but ordered takeout instead.
While eating, a powerful yet subtle aura suddenly emanated from the balcony. Su Han stopped eating and asked, "Why do you guys all like to use the balcony?"
"Perhaps it's more convenient to enter from the balcony." A gentle voice sounded as Xu Changnan pushed open the balcony door and entered, nodding to Su Han. Then, seeing the simple takeout on Su Han's table, his expression paused.
"Does King Su usually... eat this kind of thing?"
"It's alright. For me, I can eat whatever I want." Su Han remained noncommittal. With the help of various energies within his body, he would be fine even if he didn't eat or drink. Now, eating was more of a habit.
“God King, how about… I go to our cultivation association and transfer a chef over here to cook for you?” Xu Changnan sighed. “Don’t worry, it will definitely be five-star hotel quality.”
"There's no need to discuss that." After finishing the last bite of his meal, Su Han casually pushed his bowl aside. Under Friday's control, the Iron Man armor beside him began tidying up the table for him.
Xu Changnan saw the Anti-Rinnegan Armor and the Hulkbuster Armor standing quietly to the side, and his pupils suddenly contracted. "Just as I thought."
He recognized these newly appeared armors as the same ones that had wreaked havoc in the sub-dimension in the array projection, and he understood immediately.
But he didn't say much. Instead, he took out a stack of manuscripts from his pocket and reported to Su Han on the specific progress of the array construction that day.
Su Han remained calm, listening intently while using his powerful computing abilities to deduce the possibilities, occasionally offering helpful suggestions.
"Thank you for your trouble." Xu Changnan said awkwardly as he took back the manuscript.
Originally, this was supposed to be a briefing for Su Han, but in the end, his speech ended up being filled with dense writing...
This document contains all of Su Han's suggested revisions. What's most alarming is that these suggestions were all highly effective.
The specific plan they implemented was supported by the computational power of the Huaya headquarters' innate Bagua diagram, and many array diagram experts were also present to supervise the construction...
This not only shows that everyone else's array diagrams are inferior to Su Han's, but also that Su Han's computing power surpasses the Innate Eight Trigrams at Huaya headquarters... which is currently Huaya's most powerful computer.
Human computing power has surpassed that of computers… Xu Changnan no longer knows how to describe it.
He truly deserves to be called the chief architect who single-handedly designed the entire Nanjing battle formation.
It's really hard to imagine how someone under twenty years old could have worked so hard and possessed such exceptional talent to have such a wealth of knowledge, mental arithmetic skills, and experience with array formations.
Xu Changnan glanced at the trash can, remembering the takeout he had ordered earlier, and his expression became complicated. Perhaps it was because he had been so focused on learning these things that he lacked self-care skills. It was truly worrying.
Su Han, of course, had no idea what Xu Changnan was thinking. He waved his hand, then turned and walked towards his bedroom. Xu Changnan bowed to Su Han again and left.
Sitting on the bed, Su Han closed his eyes and first entered the Cultivation Moon, cultivating for a period of time. Then, he entered the Misty Space.
...
Above the mist, the majestic palace stands, its grandeur accentuated by the scattered wisps of fog, making the place appear exceptionally profound.
Su Han's figure appeared silently on the bronze throne, looking down at the people below.
At this moment, many members of the council had obviously finished watching the Marvel storyline and were having a serious discussion.
"Mr. Stark, what are you thinking right now?" Conan tightened his tie, staring at the silent Tony Stark with a strange expression. "Or rather... what do you plan to do next?"
“I’ll do what I have to do.” Tony Stark’s voice was slightly hoarse, but his grip on the bronze armrests revealed that he was far from calm.
"I don't understand what you're agonizing over," Madara Uchiha said coldly. "That Winter Soldier, since he killed your parents, whether he was manipulated or not, he must die! In the original timeline, you made your decisions so quickly, why are you hesitating now?"
“Perhaps it’s because I saw how passive the Avengers were when they faced Thanos after the split… and then we lost Spider-Man, so I hesitated because of self-blame.” Tony Stark suddenly laughed, with a self-deprecating tone, “That’s so unlike me.”