Tony Stark naturally couldn't know what kind of reaction Zhou Cheng and Black Widow had.
After a series of operations, the Playboy sent his dear Uncle Obadiah in.
He then locked himself in the Underground Room once more, oblivious to the outside World.
No matter how turbulent and unstable the Stark Group became, it had nothing to do with Tony.
Tony Stark genuinely didn't care in the slightest.
Forget about trying to find a way to alleviate the group's crisis; the Playboy didn't even look at related news.
Jarvis filtered all of it out.
Tony Stark's entire focus was now on one thing: building the Iron Man Armor!
And it must be said.
Tony Stark was indeed a super scientist with a cheat.
The Iron Man Armor, something beyond the current era, was something others couldn't even copy.
But the Playboy created it from scratch in just over half a month.
Less than twenty days!
What can twenty days accomplish?
For an ordinary research team, simply understanding the concept would be an achievement, right?
But Tony Stark directly created the Armor!
And it wasn't an engineering prototype like the Mark II, which almost caused the Playboy to fail before he even started due to icing issues.
Instead, it was a genuine, usable finished product!
The Mark III!
Yes, it was the classic Mark III series.
Looking at the incredibly cool, powerful, and aesthetically pleasing red and gold Armor before him, Tony Stark nodded with great satisfaction.
This was 'Iron Man'!
The 'Iron Man' recorded in the diary.
Tony Stark had initially mistakenly thought it was some extraordinary power that controlled metal, but now it seemed he had indeed been misled.
This kind of extremely cool Armor, which captivated anyone who saw it, was truly his style.
So~
He would not only become a superhero with this Iron Man Armor but also a Universe-level powerhouse?
Awesome!
As expected of Tony, he's always been this outstanding.
"Sir, you have succeeded."
"From now on, you are 'Iron Man'."
Jarvis, the thoughtful AI butler, immediately sent his congratulations.
"Of course I would succeed; there's no doubt about it."
Tony Stark nodded as a matter of course, as always, never knowing what humility was.
But then.
The Playboy changed the subject, "But 'Iron Man'? That name is a bit old-fashioned, and the Armor is made of alloy, not Iron at all!"
"Then the me from that other Universe has terrible taste, doesn't he?"
Actually, the Playboy was quite satisfied with the name 'Iron Man'; he just didn't like the feeling of everything being predicted by that diary.
That was simply too awful.
But as for other things, up to now, Tony Stark truly couldn't change them.
However, the Playboy could still be rebellious about his own nickname.
"Iron Man' is indeed a bit too direct and doesn't fit your usual humble and low-key style."
Jarvis, the thoughtful butler, also agreed with this.
To some extent, this nickname indeed didn't suit Tony Stark's personality.
"So, sir, do you have a better idea?"
Jarvis asked again.
"Please, anything is better than 'Iron Man', right? 'Destroyer', 'Crusher', 'Alloy War God'… pick anything!"
Tony Stark blurted out without thinking.
"That certainly fits your humble and low-key style."
Jarvis flattered him, greatly pleasing his Master.
"Then 'Destroyer' it is!"
After a slight pause, Tony Stark happily made this decision.
"As long as you're happy."
"Alright, Jarvis, are you ready for the 'Destroyer''s debut?"
Ignoring Jarvis's teasing, Tony Stark clapped his hands, a look of seriousness and anticipation on his face.
"Are you really going to do this?"
Jarvis's intelligence was still very high, so he naturally understood what Tony Stark meant by "debut."
That's why he confirmed it repeatedly.
"What do you think? Why else would I build the Armor?"
"As you wish, sir!"
Clang, clang, clang!
At Tony Stark's command.
Mechanical arms began to extend, clamping onto Armor components and assembling them around Tony Stark.
After a dazzling display of operations, the Playboy successfully donned the cool Mark III.
Iron Man, oh no, it should be called Destroyer, made its grand appearance.
"Sir, have you decided where your debut will take place?"
"Of course, that town called Gëmirë!"
Tony Stark said without hesitation.
He remembered very clearly that Gëmirë was Ethan's hometown!
So when Tony Stark saw on Stan's list that there was also a Ten Rings Gang Base in Gëmirë.
He almost didn't hesitate to choose it as his first strike target.
"What are you waiting for, Jarvis?"
Whoosh!
The next moment.
The Mark III shot up from the ground.
It flew out of Tony Stark's luxurious Villa and disappeared into the sky.
Boom, boom, boom!
Bang, bang, bang!
A few hours later, earth-shattering explosions were heard in the town of Gëmirë.
All of the Stark Group's weapons in the town were completely destroyed, and the 'remaining members' of the Ten Rings Gang within were also annihilated.
And this was just the beginning!
After the town of Gëmirë.
The cool Mark III frequently appeared in various corners of the World, at various terrorist armed Bases on Stan's list.
Everywhere it went, there was smoke and Fire, huge roars, and blazing Flames.
Under Tony Stark's tireless efforts.
The Stark Group's weapons that had fallen into the hands of various terrorists and armed organizations were continuously being destroyed.
But at the same time.
Tony Stark, or rather his Destroyer, inevitably alarmed some people.
Attracted some attention.
Nothing else.
The commotion Tony Stark caused was simply too great; the people in the Military were not useless or foolish.
Once or twice might be fine.
But how could Tony Stark's continuous troublemaking go unnoticed?
Even Tony Stark's good friend Colonel Rhodes covered for Tony Stark for a while.
Otherwise, Tony Stark would have been targeted by the Military much earlier.
And besides the Military.
The omnipresent media, sometimes even more perceptive than relevant departments, also smelled something.
No matter how careful Tony Stark was, some vague information still leaked out.
Bit by bit.
A legend of an 'Iron Man' fighting crime around the World slowly began to spread.