After calming down, Tony immediately gave the order.
" JARVIS! Record the mistakes you just made!"
"High altitude and low temperatures can cause system crashes and mechanical freezing! The next version of the Warframe must address this flaw! It must adopt an anti-icing coating!"
"It's on record, Sir," JARVIS replied dutifully.
After finishing the important business.
Tony turned his head and looked at Luca, who was trying not to laugh.
To cover his embarrassment, Tony started making sarcastic remarks, trying to save face.
"Don't look at me like that, Luca."
"You know, even a genius's brain processes a lot of information every day. Occasionally, they forget some common sense."
Tony spread his hands, arguing righteously.
"The fact that ice forms at high altitudes was simply because I accidentally missed a line of code when designing the blueprints. It's absolutely a trivial mistake and doesn't diminish my greatness."
Seeing that Tony was still stubbornly refusing to admit it, Luca finally couldn't hold back any longer.
He clutched his stomach and burst into loud laughter.
"Yes, yes, you're absolutely right. It was just a small mistake. You're a great genius."
"A genius who almost became a frozen roast duck."
Damn it!
Why is Luca laughing so unrestrainedly?!
This is terrible! This is a disgrace to the Stark Family!
Tony sighed helplessly.
He knew that he had truly lost to Luca today.
"Okay, okay."
Tony raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"I admit, I forgot to consider extreme weather conditions. But next time! I promise the upgraded armor will definitely be able to fly to the moon!"
"Also, stop laughing, it really was just a mistake!!"
Luca stopped laughing.
To be honest, the most effective way to educate an older brother is to let him experience things for himself.
Tony would never admit defeat without experiencing it for himself.
That's just the Stark family's character.
Their father Howard, was like that, he was like that, and Tony was like that too.
He flew to Tony, his tone becoming serious.
" Tony, I told you that a long time ago."
"Relying on external forces has its limits. Only internal strength is true strength!"
Tony didn't speak, but his brows were furrowed.
Luca knew what he was thinking and immediately pointed to Tony's chest.
"Think about it carefully. What would you do if I weren't with you during this test flight?"
"What would you do if the system never restarted and you fell to the ground from tens of thousands of feet?"
"All your money, all your beautiful women, and even Potts —they're all going to be left to someone else. Are you willing to accept that?"
Tony opened his mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal.
But seeing Luca's incredibly serious expression, Tony ultimately chose to remain silent.
He knew Luca was right.
He was indeed too arrogant this time.
Without Luca, he would be dead by now.
Yes, a person who was as dead as could be.
Tony is a proud man; he is not used to saying thank you to others, and he is even less used to admitting his own weaknesses.
But he kept this life-saving grace deep in his heart.
However, on the other hand, the two brothers' relationship wouldn't break down because of an argument.
Tony, unusually, chose to remain silent.
Luca knew his words had worked.
Tony's pride needs to be tempered, but not too harshly.
After all, Tony is still his older brother.
What else can a younger brother do?
Luca sighed and resumed his playful grin.
"Alright! Stop making that 'my dad just died' look on your face."
"Men of the Stark Family have always been responsible for their actions. So what if they made a mistake? They just correct it!"
Luca raised an eyebrow at Tony, his words laced with smugness.
"Besides, failure is the mother of success. When I broke the world record with the Swedish twins in the hotel, I was just two minutes away from setting it!"
"Although I failed that time because of leg cramps, didn't I still manage to exceed the record by half an hour the second time?"
Before Tony could react...
Luca then spread his hands, looking completely at ease.
"You see, I've never hidden this from the outside world. A real man dares to face his shortcomings."
Tony:...
What the hell are you talking about?!
Tony, who had been gathering his emotions, instantly forgot all about being touched.
"Shut up, you scumbag."
Then, Tony, not to be outdone, straightened his chest.
"If we absolutely must discuss that kind of record, I'm sorry, but I have more experience than you."
"Last month, when I was with some of the girls on the cover of Playboy magazine, I broke the record four times in a row."
"And I've never had a leg cramp!"
The two brothers looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Of course, the somber atmosphere dissipated amidst the laughter.
Between brothers, no words are needed.
After the laughter subsided.
Luca glanced down.
This is downtown Los Angeles.
The lights illuminated half the sky, and the pedestrians on the street were as dense as ants.
"Alright, warm-up exercises are over."
"Have JARVIS send out the Demon Armor. The citizens of Los Angeles have had too much of a leisurely evening; it's time to give them something truly exciting."
Tony was stunned for a moment, not reacting immediately.
"What Demon Armor?"
"It's that Demon Armor we built in the lab!"
Luca frowned, puzzled as to why Tony's IQ seemed to have dropped.
Was it too exciting just now?
No, I have to throw a party when I get back to make up for it.
The models from last time were pretty good; no wonder it's a European and American section.
The usage of yes and no is very professional.
Tony paused for a moment before realizing what was happening.
Luca was referring to their new suit of armor specifically designed for villains.
But the name Demon Armor...
Tony shook his head with a look of disgust.
" Luca, I really have to remind you again, your ability to come up with nicknames is as bad as ever."
" Demon Armor? That name sounds like a villain from an old-fashioned comic book—utterly unoriginal!"
Tony stroked his chin and offered a suggestion.
"Since it has horns and looks so evil, I think calling it Lucifer is much more impressive than your country bumpkin nickname!"
Luca was speechless.
He didn't want to argue with Tony about this.
"Call me whatever you want! Lucifer is Lucifer! It's just a name used as a target, what's there to argue about!"
"When people are fleeing, they don't care what the guy who trampled their cars is called!"