They're All Mark Series, It's Not Too Much to Borrow, Right?

When Alvin came down from upstairs, the charity gala was basically nearing its end.

He took a look and found Tony still sitting in a corner, drinking alone. Alvin couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yo, isn't this our playboy?"

Alvin tidied his clothes, sat down beside him, and teased, "I thought you would have left with a few models by now."

"Don't mention it, bad luck!" Tony slammed his wine glass down fiercely, his face full of resentment. "It's just because I announced I'm shutting down the weapons industry. Everyone's come to oppose me, even Obadiah doesn't agree. Don't they have any confidence in me?"

Judging by the situation, it seemed he had missed a crucial plot point. Alvin surveyed the banquet hall and indeed found Obadiah missing.

He probably argued with Tony and then left directly.

"I can see you're in a bad mood," Alvin patted his shoulder. At this moment, Tony needed something other than comfort or consolation.

"Tell me. Did I really do the wrong thing?"

At this moment, Tony hadn't experienced the profound reflection that came from Yinsen's death, so he was still in a phase of confusion.

He wasn't sure if closing the weapons industry was the right decision, especially when he was opposed by Obadiah, the person closest to him, which made him hesitant and at a loss.

Before truly growing into Iron Man, he still needed to overcome a considerable amount of hardship.

Only when an iron will was etched into his bones would he transform into the Iron Man who saved the Marvel Cinematic Universe!

Looking at Tony, who was lost and helpless, Alvin was filled with mixed emotions. He said softly, "This isn't the Tony Stark I know. If you believe something is right, then pursue it with unwavering determination, even if many people oppose you in the process."

"You mean, you agree with me shutting down the weapons industry?" Tony's face was full of confusion, and he stared blankly at Alvin.

"No, I mean, you need to think clearly," Alvin said earnestly. "Why are you shutting down the weapons industry? Is it because Yinsen told you that Stark Industries' weapons were being sold to the Middle East, causing many civilian casualties, and you felt guilty, so you want to shut it down?"

"I..."

Tony opened his mouth, but the words got stuck.

"Think it through carefully before deciding what to do," Alvin said with a smile, handing him a glass of wine. "No matter what decision you make, I believe in you."

"Why... do you believe in me so much?"

Tony took the glass of wine, a look of surprise on his face.

After all, even his own uncle Obadiah, and even Pepper Potts, were questioning his decision to shut down the weapons system.

Yet Alvin, whom he had only recently met, always seemed to trust him.

"Need I say more?"

Alvin clinked glasses and, under Tony's astonished gaze, slowly said, "Because, you are Tony Stark."

This simple sentence suddenly made the dejected Tony perk up again. "Yes, you're right. I am Tony Stark, the smartest genius in the world!"

"Oh, right, I have some good news I forgot to tell you."

After clinking glasses, Tony downed the strong liquor, drunkenly slung an arm around Alvin's shoulder, and whispered, "Come on, go home with me, I'll show you something amazing!"

Alvin, completely bewildered, was dragged along by Tony into a luxurious business car.

The driver was naturally not the director, but should be called Happy.

Soon, Happy drove them to Stark Industries Group. The already drunk Tony dragged Alvin directly to the top-floor laboratory.

Looking at Tony, who was being deliberately mysterious, Alvin had already guessed what the surprise was.

As expected, Tony stood on the circular platform in the center of the laboratory, spread his arms, and shouted with a strong smell of alcohol, "J.A.R.V.I.S., play some dynamic music, and then let's put on a show!"

With 360-degree surround sound playing dynamic music, several robotic arms extended from beneath the platform.

A silver, streamlined battle suit was quickly assembled onto Tony's body. As the faceplate closed, the Iron Man of the Marvel Universe was finally born!

Tony's bad habit of showing off never changed, no matter when. He spun around a few times in front of Alvin, proudly saying, "What do you think? Pretty cool, right?"

"Just so-so, nothing special."

Alvin didn't indulge him, pouting. "Except it looks lighter and less bulky, I don't see anything else amazing."

"...I haven't shown you the really amazing part yet!"

Tony wasn't about to admit defeat. He had been secretly working on this for days, all for the chance to show off in front of Alvin.

"J.A.R.V.I.S., activate combat mode!" he commanded. Two robotic arms grabbed a huge metal backpack and directly attached it to the back of the armor. More robotic arms emerged from beneath the platform, attaching external weapons, reinforced shoulder pads, chest plates, and so on, all onto the Mark II!

The Mark II, originally only two meters tall and still resembling a humanoid armor, instantly transformed into heavy armor!

And, why did the weapon equipment mounted on its thigh look so familiar?

Oh, it turned out to be a Bolter, lacking its purity seal.

Wait, what kind of normal person mounts two mini shoulder cannons on an armor? Is he preparing for war?

The Mark II had become the Mark IV!

So, it was all the Mark series, and he just copied it directly, right?

"Uh... did you pay the copyright fee?"

Looking at the Iron Man armor attached to the metal backpack, Alvin's eyes twitched uncontrollably.

By the Emperor Lord, he could swear on the holy scriptures of the State Religion that this thing wasn't taught to Tony by him. If there were any copyright fees to be collected later, they shouldn't come looking for him!

"What do you know? This is called art!"

Tony, having completed all combat modes, introduced his modification ideas to Alvin like a child showing off a toy. "Originally, I didn't think that much, but considering that in the future, I might encounter enemies like you, I developed this, the Mark II model!"

"So I increased the thickness of the external armor to prevent penetration by high-energy weapons, like your gun."

"But considering the excessive weapon systems loaded, the energy might not be enough, so I chose to add external Energy Batteries."

"I studied your Bolter. As a melee weapon, it has incomparable lethality. The only drawback is the excessive recoil, but with armor, you don't need to worry about it!"

"Moreover, I've also added two external shoulder cannons, developed based on the principle of your 'Plasma Gun', although they haven't been successful yet."

"Finally, at the core of the armor, your 'Deflection Field' defense device is integrated into J.A.R.V.I.S.'s command system, allowing for all-around defense against attacks."

"The name of this thing... it wouldn't happen to be 'Anti-Alvin Armor', would it?"

Alvin's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed he was the one being targeted first!

"That's not important!"

Tony confidently put his hands on his hips and said, "Believe me, with the next generation, the Mark III, all weapons mounted and an energy backpack, it will be able to achieve infrared fully automatic dressing. That's when it'll be the complete form!"

By the Emperor Lord.

If there are any problems, go find Tzeentch.

This had nothing to do with him, not even a cent. Who knew what Tony was thinking.

Alvin silently prayed in his heart, and at the same time, mourned for Obadiah for three seconds.