Chapter 13 Anti-Logic Battle Armor!_1

Wang Miao had successfully developed the Flying Blades.

The Flying Blades were not a knife.

Instead, they were an extremely tiny material at the nanometer level.

Nanometer level, which is far smaller than a strand of hair, fundamentally at the multiple atomic level, which is incredibly terrifying.

Any object, any living creature, as long as it was lightly touched by the fine thread made of this nanomaterial, would be divided into pieces unknowingly.

The ETO organization, led by Evans, as well as the Second Red Coast Base, which is that massive cruise ship, were penetrated by the fine filaments of this nanomaterial, their bodies chopped into bits like playing card slices, with not a single part left intact.

Even in death, they retained some awareness, watching in horror as their bodies crumbled into disarray.

Just the thought alone—

made it feel like Sadako was blowing a cold breeze on your back, sending a shiver down the entire spine!

Logic had always wanted to apply this technology to weapons because it was one of the few highest forms of technology he could access at the moment.

To analyze Sophon, to unlock Tony, to unlock new QQ Space, to unlock even more powerful technology required more energy points.

Although the ETO organization had already set out to collect items that could replenish energy points, it still required some time.

This Flying Blades.

This murder weapon that leaves no blood.

For quite a long time, this would remain his secret weapon.

At least on Earth, there was nothing to be found that could defend against these Flying Blades.

After Logic had replicated Wang Miao's Flying Blades, he began itching to test them; he took 108 and, under Shi Qiang's mischievously broken gaze, left the funeral and boarded a plane, heading straight back to his Second Red Coast Base.

He went directly into his laboratory, studying the further flexible uses of the Flying Blades.

While 108 took over the entire ETO organization, assigning tasks to each member of the organization with precision and skill, he also monitored global trends and selected new blood for the ETO organization.

He was also responsible for directing the transport of various items Logic needed that could provide energy points.

He was responsible for purchasing the materials to manufacture Iron Armor and the machinery for modifications.

He was responsible for directing the planning of the blueprints for the Third Red Coast Base.

He had to purchase building materials.

He was responsible for operating the newly minted Iron Armor to build the Third Red Coast Base and for completing the maintenance and after-sales service of the Iron Armor.

Every time Logic looked at 108's work journal, he would feel endlessly grateful that he had chosen the Marvel Universe, chosen Tony, chosen the intelligent butler Jarvis...

If not...

Gulp!

Just the sheer volume of work arrangements for thousands of individuals, plus surveillance and preventing exposure, were enough to give Logic such a headache that he wanted to bang his head to death on them, not to mention all the other troubles that followed.

An ordinary person renovating their own home would practically want to take a couple of swings at themselves, let alone constructing a massive base underwater that could house tens of thousands, integrating living, research, and manufacturing.

It would truly drive you insane!

Jarvis.

Truly worthy of being the number one Wise Inner Helper throughout all the universes!

With the help of 108, the massive ETO organization unleashed unimaginable power, their efficiency reaching a terrifying pinnacle, and nearly every day, the plans set by Logic would steadily move forward, with the immense Third Red Coast Base gradually taking shape.

As usual, Logic was immersed in his laboratory when he suddenly heard the voice of 108; expecting it to be a regular work report like always, he was caught off guard by something beyond his imagination.

"Sir!"

"I have detected that one of the individuals you are monitoring is in a life-threatening situation, with their vital signs continuously dropping. I predict they will meet their end within fifteen minutes."

Logic frowned. For his own safety and to control the global situation, he had monitored certain vital figures within the storyline and had 108 keep a constant watch, ready to handle any emergency.

Someone's life was in danger...

But in his memory—

At this time, Earth was still relatively safe. How could someone's life be in danger?

"Who is it?"

"Tony Stark!"

Logic instantly recalled the last time he had traveled through time, when scanning Earth, he had spotted a certain bald head, Tony's uncle Obadiah, also known as the classic arch-villain Iron Monger.

He had thought that with Sophon's help, Tony wouldn't face the crisis of having his life-sustaining Ark Reactor stolen.

Regrettably...

He seemed not to have this vigilance!

Who would expect their uncle, almost like family, to harm them?

"Iron Monger, huh…"

A flicker of surprise shone in Logic's eyes. With a slight movement of his finger, the three iron balls on the table wobbled and then levitated, starting to rotate around him, eventually hovering behind him.

Let this guy.

Try out his new weapon!

...

Marvel Universe.

Tony squirmed restlessly, speaking in a whiny tone, "Hey, buddy! Go easy, I swear it's my first time!"

Logic: …

With a full face of exasperation, Logic's originally cautious hand gave a firm shove, accompanied by Tony's ecstatic shout. The Ark Reactor was successfully installed into Tony's chest. As the light brightened, Tony, who seemed to have gone through a grueling battle, instantly revived in full health.

"Your craftsmanship is beyond words!"

Tony twisted his neck. "I thought you aliens had three heads and six arms. I was wondering which head would be in charge if you had a stroke…"

He stood up, supporting his weary back with his hands, "Hey, buddy, I've got some things to handle, a beautiful lady in need of the protective Iron Knight!"

Then Tony extended his hands, reaching out for an embrace from Logic, "Come on, buddy! Give it all you got! I can take it!"

Logic pursed his lips, but still placed his hand on the other's chest. His arm melted like flowing water and sunk into Tony's chest. Within seconds, Tony was enveloped, and his eyes sparkled with white light.

Sophon's version of the Mark III comes online!

"Cool! You are truly a genius!"

Tony couldn't help but praise. With his hands pressing down, and aided by fierce flames, he shot off like a meteor.

Logic had loaded him with a fully charged Ark Reactor, not the leftovers he used to have. So, he could confidently go into battle without the life-threatening risk of blowing up a giant Ark Reactor.

Of course.

Today's protagonist isn't him!

Logic raised his right hand. The three floating spheres in his palm flew continuously, circling around him, speeding toward the location of Iron Monger.

By the time he arrived,

the thunderous roar was incessant. Tony and Iron Monger were already fighting, their armor-clad bodies like rampant tanks tearing through the city, leaving ruins in their wake, unstoppable.

Logic didn't say a word but slowly raised a finger, and the three spheres circling his hand instantly shot out, whizzing towards Iron Monger.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, the three spheres hit the ground and in the next moment, Iron Monger's towering figure froze. Amidst Tony's shocked, incredulous, and bewildered gaze, it collapsed with a bang, dissolving like water, its flesh and pieces of armor flushing onto the street.

Iron Monger looked as if it had been cut by sharp blades thousands of times.

It was no longer human in appearance.

Turned into a pile of debris!

Witnessing this horrifying scene, Tony swallowed hard, contemplating. The Anti-Logic Battle Armor, must be scheduled!