Marvel: Little Genius

"Alright, for dangerous weapons like the Dominator, only I can help you test them.

Jarvis, how is the assembly of Mark III coming along?" Tony put the Dominator back in the box and turned to Jarvis to inquire about the progress of Mark III.

"Sir, it is estimated to be completed in one hour."

"With one hour left, Mark, project the design diagram of the high-density energy microwave generator you designed. We'll measure a rough threshold value for now, and I'll have Jarvis assist in recording detailed data when we get to Gulmira."

...

In just a short hour, which passed in an instant, for two mechanical enthusiasts immersed in testing experiments, that amount of time was simply not enough for them.

They had just roughly measured the power supply of the Dominator's three modes when Jarvis's reminder sounded in the garage, "Sir, Mark III has been assembled and painted in red and gold as per your request."

Only then did Tony remember his plan to rescue Gulmira Town. Reluctantly putting down the Dominator in his hand, he ordered, "Jarvis, prepare for suiting up!"

"Understood, sir."

Tony changed into a black bodysuit and stood at the designated spot on the dressing platform. Sensing that Tony was in position, the floor of the platform began to rotate and transform. Mark III, which had been assembled by mechanical arms, rose from beneath the ground.

Tony looked at Mark III, which had risen in front of him, and without hesitation, he stepped onto it. The mechanical arms immediately followed, attaching the red and gold leg armor and securing the connection structures.

At this point, with the completion of the armor for the limbs and torso, four sets of mechanical arms descended from the ceiling, corresponding to Mark III's chest armor, back armor, and the arm armor on both sides. After the chest armor was connected, the Arc Reactor on Tony's chest also integrated into the entire suit as Mark III's power source.

Once all the limb and torso armor was in place, the red helmet of Mark III, accompanied by a golden faceplate, was seamlessly combined and fastened onto Tony's head.

Click—the mask closed, and a blue light shone from the eye area of the faceplate, indicating that Tony was fully suited up and ready to go.

"Be careful and stay safe. Baymax, take good care of the old man." Mark leaned on the chair he was sitting in, gripping the edge of the seat tightly, revealing his concern and nervousness.

(●─●) "Baymax understood. Baymax will do everything possible to protect the old master."

"Don't worry. Call and order a few cheeseburgers for me. Let's have lunch together when I come back. I'm off!" After comforting Mark with those words, Tony rushed straight out of the underground garage and into the night.

Observing this, Baymax also deployed the flight flaps on its back and followed with a swoosh as the propulsion system was activated.

"I hope everything goes as smoothly as in the movies. I hope nothing goes wrong because of my arrival like a little butterfly..." Mark murmured anxiously.

What he didn't know was that the reason Tony left in a hurry after saying those words was to prevent him from knowing that he was moved by those caring words and nearly shed a tear. To conceal his teary voice and preserve his dignity as a father, Tony swiftly fled the scene.

...

Boom!

"Ah! Spare me, spare me—"

"Die, you bastard!"

Crisis and chaos, slaughter and pleas for mercy, this chaotic land is the hometown of Dr. Yinsen, which was once peaceful and tranquil - Gulmira.

At this moment, Dr. Yinsen is exerting all his efforts to fulfill the promise he made. When Yinsen and Tony separated, he made a wish to return to his hometown and protect the land, as well as the happiness of the families living there for generations.

However, what Dr. Yinsen can do now is just to protect the lives of as many of his fellow countrymen as possible. Sending them out of Gulmira also means sending them on a perilous journey through the desert. For the Gulmira residents who have just escaped the threat of war and have no food or tools, this is nothing but a desperate measure.

But even so, it is the only option they have now, and Dr. Yinsen has to painfully help them embark on this dangerous escape route.

Because even wearing the miraculous suit, facing the overwhelming numbers and superior weapons of the Ten Rings Organization, and even holding hostages, Yinsen is powerless. He can only compromise with reality time and time again and hypnotize himself that it is the only way to keep hope alive.

"Hurry up! The Ten Rings Organization is getting closer, you need to pass through here quickly." At a secret exit from Gulmira, Yinsen, escorting the villagers, is urgently urging the people passing through. The intelligent system embedded in the miraculous suit, which Tony presented to him and was meticulously developed by Mark, has already issued a warning to him.

Bang! Bang! Before the villagers could completely pass through, the sound of gunfire from the terrorists of the Ten Rings Organization had already resounded. "Stop them quickly and put the women in the car!"

The villagers who hadn't had a chance to escape were all controlled by the members of the Ten Rings Organization who arrived, and even Yinsen with the miraculous suit had no means of fighting back. He knew that if he resisted, even though his high-tech suit could save his life, the children around him and their parents would lose their precious lives and loved ones because of his impulsiveness. So he could only wait for the right moment and look for an opportunity to help everyone escape.

But when everyone had already surrendered with resignation, a young boy, after seeing his father being taken away by the members of the Ten Rings Organization, broke free from his mother's embrace and rushed to his father's side.

Seeing the order he established with terror being overthrown, the enraged leader grabbed the collar of the young boy with his hand, forcefully throwing him aside, and then kicked down the boy's father. "Execute him for me! Let them know the consequences of disobedience!"

After receiving the order, one of the armed terrorists of the Ten Rings Organization pressed against the man, about to shoot right in front of the young boy.

"No, Daddy!" the young boy, tightly held in his mother's arms, let out a desperate cry.

Just when Yinsen and everyone present had already lost hope, buzz—boom! A figure in red and gold descended from the sky. "Looks like I'm not too late, scum—"