"Whew... whew... JARVIS, how many more gaps like that are there?"
Tony was so exhausted that his whole body had gone numb. The Mark 42 armor was merely an engineering prototype he had built to develop remote suit-up capabilities.
Aside from its novel deployment method, it was ridiculously weak in every other respect.
Its power, assistance, and weapons systems had barely been upgraded and were still stuck in the ancient versions.
Even charging up enough energy to fly required JARVIS to spend a long time loading.
It was a complete mess...
That had invisibly drained a huge amount of Tony's stamina.
Feeling his back burning up, Tony wished he could immediately see the asses of those officials who had slid over him catch fire.
Unfortunately, the slide was made of ice.
Although the officials briefly felt some resistance and friction as they passed over Tony's body, the heat had barely begun to build before the ice track ahead rapidly cooled them down.
Their asses were perfectly fine.
In the end, Tony was the only one who bore it all.
At last, all the officials skipped across the water and slowly landed in the sea, officially out of danger.
Tony had finally escaped his fate of being used as a brick.
By then, he was already tired as a dog.
He landed on a nearby beach and quickly took off the armor.
"Boom—"
"Nice!!"
"Bravo—!!"
"Iron Man! I want to have your babies!!"
The rescued officials in the sea were all decent swimmers. They raised their hands high, celebrating their new lease on life.
The crowd on the shore also erupted into enthusiastic cheers. For a time, no one could rival Iron Man's acclaim.
People had witnessed with their own eyes how Iron Man had gone through countless hardships to