Looking at Tony's armor, Jiang Hao felt like his eyes were shining. Of all the Marvel movies, he thought Iron Man's suit was the coolest. Maybe boys were born with a love for machinery—after all, didn't all kids love excavators and road rollers?
Iron Man's suit should only have been the Mark IV by now. Later models would become increasingly advanced, with ever flashier ways of putting them on. Eventually, individual parts could equip themselves automatically, and by the end, Iron Man's suit used nanotechnology and could flow onto his body like water.
Looking at the circular Arc Reactor, Jiang Hao knew it was still the first-generation model, and Tony was still suffering terribly from Palladium Element radiation.
The suit was powered by an energy-gathering reactor whose core material was Palladium Element. But because of Palladium Element's radioactivity, Tony himself had suffered greatly. His blood poisoning had grown increasingly severe, and even after trying every known element on Earth, he still had not found a better substitute.
Tony's life had already entered its countdown. He had yet to receive his father's inspiration and design the New Element. While using the Arc Reactor to sustain his life, the radiation was also rapidly eating away at his body.
The doctor had told him there was no cure. He had less than a year left to live and should do whatever he wanted, which was why Tony Stark had begun completely letting himself go and thrown this lively birthday party tonight.
The party began. The DJ started the music, and people began to dance. Tony weaved through a crowd of beautiful women, drinking and flirting, looking like a man wandering through a thousand flowers without touching a leaf.
Jiang Hao took a pair of contact lenses from his storage space and put them