How ridiculous that the military-industrial system has destroyed half of the previous generation’s hard work!”

"For him, you refused my request several times and only brought me a set of old and outdated mecha technical information. But what did you get in exchange? You are just a foil for Iron Man. He is so beautiful.

Light, you are unknown, like Howard and Obadiah..."

"...the barking of a loser." A voice came from the steel monster still lying on the ground.

"We chose old Andro back then because you were too stupid. Decades later, you still haven't changed at all, so I still didn't choose you, idiot."

Obadiah's tone was slow and light, not like he was on a battlefield at all, but this made Johnson even more angry.

He gritted his teeth and pressed the remote control hard, and dozens more robots flew over. They were smaller than those self-destructing robots, but looked more advanced.

"Now you don't have mechas, but I do." General Johnson said, "Just like old Stark did back then, when he used his new invention to conquer my army, now it's my turn!"

"Ahem... It's been decades and you still haven't figured out one thing." Obadiah's voice came, "You're wearing an iron shell and it's useless."

Hearing this, Stark exhaled and slowly relaxed the muscles in his shoulders. He said as if talking to himself: "...Maybe what he said is right. What they said is right. Just...

Being in an iron shell is really useless and it won't make me feel better at all."

Rhodes stared at the front. Those tall robots made them look even dwarfed with their bare hands. He said, "Stop feeling sad. Don't you think we should think of a solution now?"

Stark raised his head and glanced at the surrounding robot army, then he turned to look at Rhodes and said, "Do you think we are like them?"

"No, you are worse than your father."

In a wasteland that was burnt black by the explosion, Stark lowered his head and touched his chest. Compared with the huge robots opposite, they seemed weak, but Stark was not anxious at all. His tone

Relax and feel like chatting with an old friend.

Then, in the pitch-black night, with only the glimmer of the robot's eyes shining like stars, Stark turned to ask Rhodes:
Chapter completed!