Third-Generation Bat Armor

This time he equipped his bat armor with a pair of adamantium claws.

He also added the bat cape that he had previously discarded, except that his cape was no ordinary cape.

That was woven using vibranium threads combined with precious memory metal material.

However, the functions of this bat cape were similar to the original version, both turning rigid when electricity passed through them.

Thus achieving the roles of gliding and defending against attacks.

Only because the material used was vibranium, the toughness was definitely incomparable to the original version.

"Boss, is this your third-generation bat armor?"

"It even has a cape, it looks so cool!"

"And this pair of adamantium claws, they also look so destructive."

"By the way, does this third-generation bat armor have a new code name?"

"The first generation is called the standard bat armor, the second generation is called the swift-flying bat armor, then what about this third generation?"

Looking at the third-generation bat armor standing erect before her eyes, little 2B's eyes were also filled with fanaticism.

Loren raised a hand and gently stroked the body of the third-generation bat armor, with an undisguisable fondness on his face.

Then he smiled and said, "Where do you even get these code names, I didn't even know myself?"

"Hehe, I came up with these myself when I had nothing to do."

"Since you like making up code names so much, then you can come up with the name for this third-generation bat armor too!"

"Fine, this third-generation bat armor focuses on the adamantium claws, so let's call it the ripper bat armor!"

"Uh, you really are a naming genius!"

"Boss, do you want to have a sparring match with me?" Just at that moment, 2B said with an eager-to-try look.

"Still sparring? We just disarmed once earlier, and this old waist of mine can't handle you tossing it around like that." Loren quickly shook his head.

Hearing this, 2B looked shy and hurriedly explained, "Boss, I didn't mean that kind, I meant combat. Use your claws to have a spar with my Miao saber. Didn't you also want to test my limit?"

"Combat? Then let's forget it!"

"I don't want to look for abuse. Under your maximum power right now, you can burst out with nearly twenty tons of strength."

"And even when I wear the bat armor, at most I can only exert around eight tons of strength."

"The two are simply not on the same level. You must know that in front of absolute strength, any moves are just flashy tricks."

"So even if I fight with you, it's impossible to test out your limit. You need a stronger opponent."

"But where can I find a stronger opponent?" little 2B said dejectedly.

"This requires waiting, anyway we'll run into one eventually. After all, this is the Marvel Universe!" Loren smiled.

"Boss, I'm starting to understand a bit why you didn't kill Tony Stark before. It's because masters really are lonely!"

"Ha, as long as you understand, it shows that you've improved again." Loren let out a yawn.

Over the past few days, he had devoted himself heart and soul into the upgrade and modification of little 2B and the bat armor, suffering from severe sleep deprivation.

Although he had injected the perfected super-soldier serum, his body wasn't made of iron either, and he would still feel tired.

And now it had evidently reached his limit, so it was time to go catch up on some sleep.

"2B, you go out and do the tests yourself next! I have to go make up for lost sleep, I'm so sleepy."

As Loren spoke, he walked toward the bedroom.

And hearing Loren say he was going to sleep, it was just like triggering a keyword for little 2B.

It instantly excited little 2B.

"Boss, are you going to sleep? Then that's just right to test my body temperature regulation function. I'll go warm the bed for you right now!"

Saying that, little 2B bounced and skipped like a little rabbit as she rushed into the bedroom first, then lay naked into the covers.

Then, she slowly stretched her slender and fair long legs out of the quilt, and then crooked her finger at Loren.

"Boss, come quickly!!"

"...Loren."

Looking at such a seductive scene, Loren couldn't help raising his hand to slap his forehead.

Then a Huang Bo-like expression appeared on his face.

"Here it comes again, won't you ever quit!!"

Under little 2B's attentive service, Loren quickly drifted off into sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, little 2B had already left, not knowing what she went off to do.

However, Tifa had taken over 2B's shift and was lying by Loren's side.

"How long have I slept?" Loren sat up and stretched, looking at Tifa with a trace of curiosity.

"Boss, you started sleeping from 10:00 yesterday morning, and it's already 17:00 this afternoon. You've slept for a full thirty-one hours."

"Thirty-one hours? That is quite long, but sleeping feels truly amazing! I've finally come back to life."

As Loren spoke, he directly performed a carp kipping motion and stood up.

"Where is 2B?"

"She just went out, saying she went to do body tests and hasn't returned yet."

"Mn, let her be! Right, during the time I was sleeping, did any mothons occur?"

"Mothons didn't occur, but the Stark Group sent you an invitation card."

"The Stark Group sent me an invitation card?"

"Boss, have you forgotten?"

"Your Morgan family is one of the shareholders of the Stark Group, holding twenty percent of the shares. You are the second largest shareholder second only to Tony Stark."

"When their group holds the latest technological achievement exhibition party, they definitely have to invite you," Tifa reminded him.

"What, I'm still the second largest shareholder of the Stark Group? How come I didn't know about this?" Loren wore a blank expression, feeling somewhat startled.

"Boss, you can't blame this on you either. The Morgan family has a huge fortune and invests in hundreds of top enterprises globally."

"And you have only just taken over the family business not long ago, so it's very normal not to know."

"Besides, these affairs were originally managed by your previous butler, Freddie."

"He presumably didn't want you to worry too much, which is why he didn't hand all official duties over to you," Tifa explained.

Hearing this, Loren silently nodded. Actually, in Freddie's heart, he was still that piece of mud that couldn't be plastered onto a wall.

So naturally, he wouldn't hand the family affairs over to this prodigal son of his to handle. That was also understandable.

"Mn, although Freddie is a mole planted by my aunt's side, he really knows how to get things done."

"This is undeniable. If he doesn't betray me, he truly is a capable assistant of mine."

"But having you by my side now is the same, and moreover I'll feel much more at ease."

"Boss, Tifa will definitely help you manage this family fortune well, and will never let you disappoint."

"Mn, I believe you have this ability. Right, when is the time of the party?"

"7:00 tonight."

"7:00 tonight? Then doesn't that mean there's not much time left!"

"Quickly change my clothes, I'm going to go take a good look at how that pretentious prick Tony Stark puts on airs!"