This time, Tony Stark was the protagonist—the true protagonist. He would use his Battle Suit Legion to put on a grand show before the people of the world and everyone across the Empire.
What? Everyone could watch tomorrow's battle? Of course they could, because tomorrow's battle would be livestreamed.
In fact, Andrew had gathered plenty of material during this period, intending to air it tomorrow—before attacking The Citadel—then seamlessly transition into a live broadcast of the assault.
What, broadcasting their intentions before a battle? Had they been kicked in the head by a donkey?
Andrew said a donkey could not kick his head, not even Zhang Guolao's donkey. The reason he was making it public was that whether they revealed it or not would not affect the battle.
After all, Chthon and the others had long guessed that the Earth army would attack The Citadel. They had also guessed it would happen within the next day or two, because those Noble Legion forces simply could not hold them back.
To perform well tomorrow, Tony was extremely busy that day. He attended meetings, conducted research, squeezed in a haircut, and had Jarvis control mechanical arms to trim his beard.
Andrew was speechless about this. Even Jupiter looked at Tony with disdain. Was this guy really reliable?
Tony Stark might be a bit of a goofball, but there was no doubt that he was reliable. The next day, the Earth army and Queen Jupiter's troops, fully armed and aboard warships, flew aggressively toward The Citadel without any intention of concealing themselves.
At the same time, projections appeared in the sky again. Having experienced the previous broadcast, the citizens knew it was a wartime livestream and hurried out of their homes to watch.
"I like livestreams, but the problem is, it's raining here.