I'm a party

Chapter 127 Long-admired

Shaking his heavy head in the hope of dispelling the fog, Tony suddenly realized that he was flying in the sky. When he called Jarvis, there was no response, which surprised him even more. What was even more amazing was that even without Jarvis' help, he could control the armor as he pleased, as if it had become an extension of his body.

"Could it be that because of the awakening of superpowers, this armor has become one with me?" Tony whispered to himself, recalling the scene of blood melting into the armor. He thought to himself that if he were to name this armor, the three words "Bloodline Armor" would seem to be a good choice.

Just as Tony was thinking, the armor suddenly sounded an alarm of energy shortage. "Oh, this is not good. I don't even know where I am. I..."

Before he could finish his words, his armor lost its power and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Damn it!" Cursing, Tony struggled to stand up from the mud. The armor that had lost its power became a burden at this moment.

"Does anyone know how to take off this armor?" After saying that, the armor immediately turned into red liquid and merged into Tony's body.

Without the protection of the iron, a cold wind blew across his face, chilling his spine, and he suddenly found himself in the snow, naked.

"How stupid!" Tony hurriedly covered up his private parts and tried to call for the armor again, but his skills were not good enough and the call failed.

In desperation, he hurried to the nearest house, intending to find some clothes in the storage room to keep out the cold.

"Don't move!" A shout rang out, and a young man stood in front of the door, holding some kind of transmitter on his wrist, pointing directly at Tony.

"Who are you? A thief? Or a lunatic running naked in the snow? Whatever you are, this is where my grandparents live, and they don't like strangers."

"Okay, you win." Tony raised his hand and focused his eyes on the device on the boy's wrist. "What is this? A water gun? This place may be remote, but the toys I had when I was young are far from what you can compare to."

The young man frowned when he heard that, and immediately pressed the button. Instantly a spider web spurted out and nailed Tony firmly to the wall.

"Your thing is amazing." Trapped in the wall, Tony was stunned. The saying "the roads in the countryside are slippery and the terrain is complicated" is true. Are the villagers today so proficient in such tricks?

"Hey, wait a minute, I know you, Tony Stark." The young man approached and suddenly realized. "I can't believe you are here?"

"Well, it's hard to explain, so..."

"It is indeed difficult to understand. The outside world has spread rumors that you have met with misfortune and died."

The boy waved the spider silk and it stuck to the newspaper next to him, revealing the headline: "Tony was suspected to have been attacked, his life or death is uncertain."

"I have admired you for a long time, Iron Man, you are truly a masterpiece." The young man said this and removed the cobwebs on Tony's body.

"Strictly speaking, I am Iron Man, not just the design." Tony's face was solemn. "That is my honor..."

"Disguise and protection." Tony was interrupted by the boy's laughter before he finished speaking. "I understand, because I also designed a battle suit for myself."

"Uncle Ben once taught me that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. When I gained super powers and became a member of the Super Power Academy, I aspired to become a hero who punishes evil and promotes good. However, this journey is quite risky. I am afraid that the evil people will retaliate and hurt my relatives, so I created the spider suit and transformed myself into the famous Spider-Man." After the young man finished speaking, he scratched his head shyly and smiled.

"Spider-Man is my disguise. Spider-Man only exists because of Peter Parker, who longs for justice under the suit."

"So that's it?" Tony looked at himself in confusion. Iron Man was actually a cover-up for realizing his ideal, and he, Tony, was the key?

"Interesting idea." After a long silence, Tony suddenly smiled with relief. "Young man, what's your name?"

"I'm Peter Parker, Spider-Man of Academy City!" Peter introduced seriously.

"So, Spider-Man, can you get me a notebook, a map of the town, a cell phone, a screwdriver, and a chicken burger? Mechanic Tony will need these to rebuild Iron Man."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll take care of these immediately..." Spider-Man was about to turn around, but Tony stopped him again.

"Wait, where are your family members? Don't you need to tell your parents about this?"

"My parents... have been gone since I can remember." Spider-Man's face was gloomy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Tony looked at the boy with a loving look in his eyes. "Who else is in your family?"

"I'm the only one here. Grandpa had a heart attack. Aunt Mei and grandmother are taking care of him in the hospital. The doctor said he's fine and can go home tomorrow to spend Christmas Eve with us. I prepared this gift for them." Spider-Man took out two glittering golden crystals.

"According to what the academy has taught, people with special abilities have stronger physiques than ordinary people, and their life span is also more than thirty years longer. Therefore, I spent a lot of points in exchange for these two X crystals."

"It's really a wonderful thing." Tony stared at the crystal with a complicated expression.

The little spider just smiled and said nothing, and went out to prepare what he needed.

Half an hour later, Tony, who had eaten and drunk enough, summoned the armor and began to repair it. Although the tools were simple, fortunately the blood armor had its own repairing function, and Tony easily repaired several serious injuries.

"Next, charging. How do I charge this armor?" The energy core was almost exhausted. Tony wanted to directly connect it, but he found that the charging port of the armor was nowhere to be found...