[Welcome back, esteemed Navigator] [Navigator: Alvin] [Race: Human] [Occupation: Scavenger] [Remaining Energy: 0 units] [Remaining Source Power: 500 units] [Main World: Warhammer M41.999] [Anchor World: Marvel Cinematic Universe-199999] [World Authority Level: LV1] [Time Flow Rate: 1-10]
Before he even opened his eyes, Alvin could already smell the Underhive's rotting stench and pungent industrial exhaust.
Gazing at the filthy alley, which seemed vaguely unfamiliar, his thoughts stalled for half a second before quickly returning to normal. He let out a heavy breath. "I'm back again."
Those thirty days in the Marvel Universe had certainly left a deep impression on him.
But sadly, no matter how reluctant he was to leave, he had to return to this "cesspit" in the end.
Shedding the last trace of weakness in his heart, Alvin decisively lowered his head to inspect what he had brought back from his trip to Marvel. A smile spread across his face.
First and foremost, without a doubt, his greatest reward was the portable Mark V he was carrying in his left hand—a silver-and-black metal briefcase with a distinctly futuristic design.
Its outer armor incorporated Adamantium, so its defensive capabilities hadn't diminished in the slightest. In fact, they surpassed those of the modified Mark III in combat form.
Alvin felt he owed a sincere thanks to the generous sponsorship of the concerned citizen known as Bullseye.
The portable Mark V's weapons systems were rather limited. Due to its small size and light weight, it had only two weapons: an Arc Pulse Cannon in the palm and a Cluster Pulse Cannon in the chest.
The miniature Arc Reactor embedded in its chest could continuously power the armor, meeting the demands of long-distance flight and high-intensity combat for short periods.
Tony had also taken certain extreme situations into account, so he'd