Yingsen used iron tongs to heat a cup of palladium metal into a liquid state, and then carefully poured it into the mold: "There is only so much palladium, don't mess it up."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What about you, Stark?"
Tony's eyes were lonely for a moment: "No."
"No." Yingsen watched Tony fiddle with the parts quietly: "So you are a person who has everything and nothing..."
Is there everything...and nothing?
Tony put the parts together.
He thought of Robert and the female companion Vanessa beside him. For the first time, he envied Robert. This had nothing to do with the mysterious power he possessed, but simply longed for this solid relationship from the perspective of "family".
Bond.
If Dr. Inson's wife was such a beautiful lady, Tony would be envious of him.
But it seems that Yingsen will not find such a charming wife.
"What is this? This doesn't look like making a Jack Missile."
"Because this is a small arc emitter, and I have a high-powered one at the factory, this should keep the shrapnel from getting close to my heart."
"But how powerful can it be?"
"If I'm not wrong, and I've never been wrong...it's three joules per second."
"That will keep your heart beating for fifty lifetimes."
"Yeah...or some big guy for fifty minutes."
Yingsen frowned: "Big guy?"
Tony Stark took out a pile of paper, each piece of paper only had a part of the pattern, but when they were stacked together, under the light, a model of a mecha appeared.
"This is?"
"Flying over the valley armor."
The two looked at each other.
This is the happiest day since Yingsen came to this hellish place, just because he saw the hope of escaping from this place today!
The energy core problem has been solved!
The materials are also readily available... Do they really think they are going to devote all their efforts to the development of Jack missiles... Damn Jack missiles!
As for the manpower... with the genius of Tony Stark and his own help, the Flying Over Valley Armor can definitely be successfully developed!
At that time, I can leave here, return to the town of Gumila, and see my wife and children...
In such an atmosphere, even though the night in the desert continent was clearly cool, Yingsen and Tony were still enthusiastic. Yingsen looked at the burning charcoal fire and asked with interest: "Stark, do you have a dream?"
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"Dream?" Tony scratched his curly hair in boredom. Yingson's topics always made him restless. These boring words that reporters finally asked before, he usually ended the topic with casual teasing and pressure.<
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But facing Yingsen, a partner in a common predicament...Tony instinctively doesn't want to deal with it.
"Making money...developing new technologies?"
"Stark, isn't this what you are doing now?" Yingsen looked strange.
"Dreams are basically things you can't achieve at the moment."
Tony fiddled with the glowing energy core on his chest: "My dream is...world peace?"
"Sorry, this joke is not funny...haha..." Yingsen held his forehead and sighed.
"The cold jokes you tell are like the lines of lame heroes in movies decades ago. I'm afraid you can only hear them from the mouths of little kids on the street now. I never thought that one day I would hear from such a high-profile person like you."
I heard such words coming from the mouth of the chairman of Stark Group."
Yingsen looked directly at Tony seriously: "Stark, seriously, do you really have no dreams?"
"Dreams..." Tony was made a little uncomfortable by Yingsen's gaze. If the little reporter girl in the past asked him this, his first answer would be: "Dreams are something only poor people have. For people like us,
There is no such thing as a dream for people, there is only the difference between wanting and not wanting.”
Dream...
What is my dream...
Tony gave up the search for the time being.
Since you can't answer it, you might as well see how Yingsen answered...
Tony skillfully threw the question back: "Yingson, what is your dream?"
"Aren't we talking about your dream? Well... I'm convinced... My dream is to develop an invention of my own."
"This is not very simple..."
"I know this is a simple thing for you, but this is my lifelong dream..." At this point, Yingsen showed a longing look.
"My parents, my wife and children will all see me on the stage receiving the award on that day... holding the trophy in my hand... Their silent support over the past decades is something I will repay no matter what."<
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"Of course, there are also my own efforts. I can't live up to my decades of research."
Yingsen looked at Tony with a smile.
"That's it?"
"Yes, that's it."
Tony breathed out: "If you think about it carefully, my previous dream was to take over the Stark Group from my parents, let their hard work continue to flourish in my hands, and continue their unfinished business. As for what kind of
To a certain extent... They didn’t say they wanted the Stark Group to rule the world. I think it’s okay to keep the upward trend..."
"Before?"
"Yes, this is what I thought before."
Tony touched the energy core on his chest: "Now, I'm thinking, should I change something?"
"Hey, Stark, we're talking about dreams!" Yingson joked.
"Some changes? Are you talking about a change like turning a poor student in school into a top student, or a change like letting an ugly girl go to a beauty hospital for plastic surgery..."
Tony didn't think he was joking, but said seriously: "The cynical and messy Stark before has changed into a character that makes everyone admire..."
"Amazed? Haven't you received enough honors?" Yingsen couldn't help laughing.
"Honor? Those guys from Inmet are just a bunch of useless people who can't afford to start early. For example... in your opinion... what kind of person do you think I am?"
Yingsen thought hard with a grimace: "This is really hard to comment on."
"Isn't that enough... They are not allowed to criticize me in private. Of course, I am not trying to get their praise and intend to make changes..."
Tony clenched his fists: "But I think I have to make changes, and this is for myself."
"Of course, I know this is difficult for me, just like the dream you said."
"But this is the dream, isn't it?"
"Yes."
The charcoal fire crackled in front of the two of them, and the flames in their hearts were like the stars in the sky... shining brightly.