The cliffhanger wasn't very good, so this chapter is best enjoyed alongside tomorrow's update~ In other words, wait until I update tomorrow before reading~
The story begins----
Boom!
The one-sided beating continued. Tony Stark was thrown away by Obadiah once again, and several missiles followed up right after him.
However, the armor Tony Stark had designed was still remarkably good at defense. Its shock-absorption system was even more advanced than cutting-edge technology. After several missiles hit, the only damage was a few scratches on the armor. Tony himself was completely unharmed inside.
"Not bad. You even improved it."
Obadiah watched as the blast-sent Tony Stark regained his balance and hovered in midair. His laughter came through the armor, muffled and echoing. "But I made a few improvements of my own!"
As he spoke, flames burst from the feet of the Iron Monger Armor, and its enormous body took flight.
Seeing this, Tony Stark had a sudden inspiration and sped toward the higher reaches of the sky.
Obadiah followed without hesitation, trailing a huge plume of black smoke as he soared upward.
"Sure enough, quantitative change leads to qualitative change. The Multi-Turret Cult never lies!"
Lee Si shook his head and sighed after watching for a long while.
Just like the name the game system had given this mission, this was a contest between quality and quantity.
Honestly, he felt sorry for Tony Stark.
In terms of technology alone, the Iron Monger was nowhere near the Mark III.
The Iron Monger Armor was merely a modified imitation based on Tony Stark's Mark I. It was huge and clumsy, and its shock-absorption and control systems were nothing to write home about. Even its flight thrusters were chemical rockets that required vast amounts of fuel and oxidizer. The Mini Arc Reactor that powered