Tony's Return (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

"Sorry, Mr. Superman, but all those features were added by Mr. Stark on his own initiative."

Reed, scowling at Tony's flashy display, came over to Peter and explained.

"Hmm? I almost forgot—Mr. Richards also applied some of his special technology to this suit."

Tony, seeing Reed call him out, shifted his gaze and said slowly.

Then he flew over to the metal wall of the lab, raised his hand toward it, and—

The next moment, a beam of azure light shot out, striking the metal wall instantly.

The blue light spread across the wall, forming a rectangular blue light screen about two meters high and less than a meter wide.

"What's that?"

Peter stared at the blue light screen on the wall, curiosity flickering in his eyes.

"Heh heh, just watch..."

Tony chuckled, then stepped straight into the blue light screen. It rippled faintly, like the surface of water.

The next moment, Tony's figure appeared outside the lab, waving at Peter and the others.

"This is...?"

Peter turned to Reed, surprise in his expression.

"Mr. Superman, I swear, I developed this technology with absolutely no intention of escaping from here."

Reed broke out in a cold sweat, hastily explaining to Peter.

"It's fine. I just want to know what this technology actually is."

Peter looked at Reed with a hint of admiration—after all, this was the smartest man in the Marvel Universe.

"Uh, well, this was actually an idea I had before coming here, but it never worked out due to limitations in equipment and energy."

"Now that we have plenty of lab gear and the Arc Reactor as a powerful energy source, I gave it a simple try. I didn't expect it to actually succeed."

"But I really had no intention of using it to escape. After all, you're Superman—where could I even run?"

Seeing that Peter didn't seem angry, Reed finally explained.

"So, this technology lets people walk through walls?"

It was almost like magic—astonishing.

"Actually, this is just the basic version of my idea."

Reed said slowly, which only made everyone present even more amazed.

If the basic version could let someone pass through walls, what was the ultimate version supposed to be?

"My original idea was to open a passage to some special space. If two linked devices were activated simultaneously, we could ignore space and distance, and go anywhere we wanted..."

Reed laid out his truly wild concept.

"Isn't that just a tech-based Teleportation Gate?"

At that moment, Peter couldn't hide his surprise as he looked at Reed.

This guy was trying to create magic through science.

Right then, Peter decided he'd keep Reed locked up here under strict surveillance.

He finally understood the saying: when Earth is safe, Reed is the greatest danger.

Of course, if there was any organization that could cause even more trouble, it would be one formed by Reed, Tony, and the others...

Back to Reed—this guy, as the smartest genius on Earth, had immense creative power.

But his inventions, before they succeeded, carried severe unknown risks.

Take this idea of using science to create a magical Teleportation Gate.

If, during his experiments, he accidentally opened a door to some unknown dimension, wouldn't the entire Earth be thrown into grave danger?

After all, the Marvel Universe was full of all kinds of special and terrifying dimensions.

The famous ones included the Dark Dimension, the Crimson Dimension, the Hell Dimension, and so on.

"If you ever want to experiment with those special ideas of yours again, you'd better notify me first."

Thinking this over, Peter could only warn Reed.

"Still, I'm fairly satisfied with the Nano-Suit you two completed."

"It's just that the surface is too smooth and feels too metallic. I think it could be made to highlight my muscle outline more."

"Black is cool—it looks mysterious and imposing—but it's too plain. I think adding some elegant silver and gold lines or patterns would help."

"In short, I need that kind of... colorful black. You know what I mean?"

Peter was mostly happy with the Nano-Suit, but the appearance needed some tweaks.

"No problem. You just want it to look more 'low-key,' right? I'm an expert at that—I've always been very low-key."

While the others were still pondering what the hell "colorful black" was supposed to be, Tony, who had just returned to the lab from outside, immediately agreed to Peter's suggestion.

A few hours later, a figure streaked across the night sky at high speed.

Inside Tony Stark's luxurious villa.

A figure suddenly appeared on the sofa.

"Sir... welcome home!"

Seeing the familiar figure suddenly materialize in the villa and frantically search for a trash can, J.A.R.V.I.S.'s warning alert immediately ceased, and the villa's lights gradually brightened to welcome its master's return.

"Cough, J.A.R.V.I.S., long time no see!"

Rinsing his mouth with some expensive wine from the fridge, Tony slumped onto the sofa and greeted J.A.R.V.I.S. lazily.

"Sir, should I notify the others?"

J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice continued, seeking Tony's opinion.

"Forget it, it's too late today. Let them rest well first. I'll notify them tomorrow morning."

Tony thought for a moment and declined.

"Understood, sir."

With J.A.R.V.I.S.'s confirmation, the villa fell back into silence.

"What an unforgettable experience."

Staring at the familiar ceiling, Tony's mind replayed the peculiar process of his kidnapping.

"Superman... Nano-Suit..."

Muttering under his breath, Tony suddenly sat up from the sofa.

"J.A.R.V.I.S..."

"Sir, I'm always at your service."

"Create a new research project. Name it—Anti—"

"Cough, let's just call it Nano Armor MK1."

Instantly suppressing that strange urge to name it, Tony slowly uttered a relatively normal name.

"Oh, and help me purchase and source some experimental equipment and special materials from around the world..."

"Understood, sir. The new project has been successfully created. Orders for materials and equipment have been placed and are being expedited..."

"Sir, is there anything else you need?"

As J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice trailed off, Tony slowly sank into thought.

After a long while, Tony spoke again: "J.A.R.V.I.S., pull up all the recent files on Superman."

"Finally, find me every comic about Superman..."

"Sir, didn't you say before that only three-year-olds—"

"Cough, J.A.R.V.I.S., I think you should learn how to speak with emotional intelligence so you don't embarrass your boss."

Unable to escape the law of "what you once denied, you'll later embrace," Tony figured that as long as he wasn't embarrassed, someone else would be.

"Yes, sir. I'm working on it..."

"Nano-tech... you really have pointed me in a promising direction for the future!"

Thinking back to the Nano-Suit he had experienced in the lab today, a hint of fascination crept across Tony's face.