"I've discovered that humanity, as a civilization, seems genuinely lucky. Not only were we born on such a habitable planet, but whenever we run into trouble, there always seems to be a suitable solution that lets us solve it." In Stark Laboratories, Stark spoke while calibrating a device.
"Perhaps humanity is even luckier than you think." Schiller wrote in a medical record as he spoke. Stark looked up at him, and Schiller asked, "For example, what do you want to do most right now?"
Before Stark could answer, Schiller said, "My guess is that you want to visit the Planet Battleship that still has a few remnants left after being blown apart by a star."
Stark waved a hand. "No scientist could refuse an opportunity like that. Actually, I think its wreckage is more valuable for reference than its intact form. Once all that energy has reduced every insufficiently sturdy component to ash, I'll be able to see the overall support structure of the Planet Battleship."
"To build a battleship that large, gravity alone is a nearly insurmountable problem. Without a good support structure, it simply couldn't function."
"Many people think the antigravity system and propulsion are the crucial parts, but to me, as long as there's enough energy, those are easy to solve. What has always troubled me instead is the most fundamental structural problem."
"Just like with your armor?"
Stark raised an eyebrow and looked at Schiller in surprise. "So you finally know how to do more than screw in lightbulbs?"
Then he lowered his head and wrote as he said, "That's right. Sometimes, I wish I could reshape my limbs to fit my armor better and unlock more of its functions."
"Once the structure and outer form are fixed, how to arrange the internal components for maximum