Just when Steve and everyone doubted their life because of Hattie's complaints, Oaks had come to Malibu, Tony's sea view villa.

"Oh, Oaks!"

Pepper, who came to greet him, looked at Oaks, who was a little confused with his arms raised:

"Have you returned to Earth?"

"Oh? I actually have access?"

The door has been opened, Oaks greeted Pepper with a smile, and put down his hand that wanted to knock on the glass door:

"Tony this guy, this time is quite good."

The last time he came, he couldn't get in.

"Of course, you saved him twice."

Pepper looked emotional and made a "please" gesture:

"Thank you so much, otherwise I don't know what Tony would have been like."

"I just played a supporting role."

Oaks walked into the door with a smile:

"What about Tony?"

"In the laboratory, you can go directly."

Pepper sighed and spread his hands:

"Perhaps it would be useful for you to persuade him that the alcohol in his lab is running out too fast.

And since what happened in New York..."

Speaking of which, Pepper's face is a bit complicated:

"You know, I just want him to be okay, what superheroes, Avengers, Iron Man...

None of this is more important to me than getting him a good night's sleep.

It's still with your necklace, otherwise I can't imagine the pain he'd be in. "

"...I understand that this time I went to Asgard, I have gained something, and maybe it can be of some help."

Oaks gave her a "reassuring" look:

"Although I'm not a professional psychiatrist, I'm a good pharmacist."

In the laboratory downstairs, as soon as Oaks entered the door, he saw Tony holding an arm in his hand...

An arm model is staring at the test bench ten meters away.

"call out!"

A gold and red armor component flew up from the test bench, and after shaking it slightly, it flew towards the arm model in Tony's hand with a puff of smoke.

"boom!"

"Ow! Shet!"

The armor assembly slammed into Tony's forehead, and the latter fell on his back.

"..."

Oaks' mouth twitched as he watched Tony cover his head as he struggled to get up, cursing in his mouth.

Jarvis's happy voice sounded:

"Sir, it's a pleasure to see you at work... By the way, Mr. Oakes has been looking at the door for twenty-five seconds."

"what?!"

Tony's hand froze when he was about to pick up the arm model, and slowly raised his head, he saw Oaks with a strange face at the door.

"Jarvis! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"You told me not to disturb you until the experiment is over."

Jarvis took it for granted:

"And Mr. Oaks has permission, which you set yourself."

"...Jarvis, you're getting smarter and more glib!"

Tony rubbed his face in Jarvis' "Thank you for the compliment" voice, forced a smile, stood up and strode towards Oaks:

"Hey man, I thought you were going to live in Asgard and not come back!"

"That's not a good place to live."

Oakes shrugged and slapped Tony:

"They spend more than half of their day fighting and drinking, and most importantly, they like loud noises and smashing glasses too much."

He looked at the arm model that Tony had thrown aside, and touched his chin:

"Are you... playing baseball?"

"...Don't mention baseball to me! Quickly reduce the swelling for me!"

Tony pointed to the swollen bag on his forehead, and looked carefully at the stairs:

"Just in time for you to come, it's another trouble for Pepper to find out!"

"Pepper said you haven't slept well lately, let me persuade you to drink less alcohol..."

Oaks rubbed his fingers, a green light flashed, and the big bag on Tony's forehead quickly disappeared without leaving a trace.

"But I haven't had time to ask her, don't you sleep more dead after drinking?"

"..."

This time, Tony was silent.

He turned around and walked to the workbench with erratic eyes, subconsciously fiddling with the parts on it with both hands.

It took a full minute before his eyes regained focus.

"Ah... come and sit, I'm experimenting with a new idea, after all, you know it's too inconvenient to put on and take off my suit."

Tony smiled stiffly, and threw the parts in his hand to Oaks who came over:

"Embedded miniature laser-guided neuro-motion sensors can navigate suit components, allowing them to fly to where they need to be equipped."

"So you were using that arm model just now to test whether the glove can be donned accurately and automatically?"

Oaks took the sensor, looked over and over, and grinned:

"You're going to embed this thing in your muscles? I don't think you'd be wearing a tailored bra."

"Yes, I have developed a brand new remote control system for ultra-long-range suits!"

Speaking of his new idea, Tony got excited, he waved his hand and showed Oaks a hologram—

That's a bunch of Mark series armors located in the underground warehouse of the laboratory!

Tony has completely entered the self-healing mode. He picked up a headband-like device on the table and waved to Oaks:

Hobby Chinese Network

"I call this new deployment method the 'Laser Guided Tracking Rapid Deployment System'.

In this way, even if I am separated from the battle suit, I can directly command the battle suit to fight by myself, and I can summon the battle suit to my side at any time! "

"Crazy idea, and it looks like you're close to it."

Oaks turned his head to look at the latest battle armor that was being modeled on the monitor, marked with the number ~lightnovelpub.net~Mark 42, codename: Prodigal Son.

"But... no matter how powerful the armor is, it still depends on the people inside."

Oaks stepped forward and held Tony's shoulders, looking directly into his slightly flustered eyes:

"The feeling of going through a wormhole...isn't it good?"

"what!"

Tony subconsciously covered his chest and gasped violently:

"I... huh... I... I..."

"Shet! I can't forget it at all!"

He threw the parts in his hands to the ground irritably, and slammed himself into the chair again, looking haggard:

"Whenever I close my eyes, or hear 'New York'...damn!"

He slapped his head hard.

"Hey~"

Oaks' soothing spell is much more effective now, and under his spell, Tony's breathing gradually calmed down:

"I think you should build a hospital, the kind that is full of departments."

"I don't have a medical license."

Oaks pouted, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and grabbed a bottle of liquid sapphire-like beautiful potion from the air.

"Wow! Baby teddy bear, is this your new magic?!"

Tony stood up abruptly:

"Shet! How enviable!"

"Don't pay attention to these details, Depression Man."

Oakes tossed the bottle to Tony, who hurriedly took it.

"Drinking it will not only make you refreshed, but also bring some of your abilities back to the peak..."

Watching Tony's complexion change greatly, Oaks squeezed his eyes:

"Although I don't have a pharmacist's license, this is an Asgard certification, and Odin personally experienced it!" read!