After the helmet transformed into its standard, full-coverage shape, Russell walked to the window and pushed it open.
Looking at the various data displayed on the helmet's internal screen, he didn't hesitate and directly activated the armor's flight system.
It was his first time wearing the armor; it wouldn't make sense not to actually fly.
Tony even dared to test fly the not-yet-perfected Mark 2 armor, so wearing the Inner Symbiote Armor, he naturally had even less to worry about regarding safety.
Blue-white exhaust flared from his feet, and Russell, clad in the armor, shot out of the office like a cannonball.
Flying!
A dream humanity has possessed since ancient times.
Although there are all sorts of airplanes in the world, flying in a plane and flying while wearing armor are two completely different feelings.
As he flew while wearing the Inner Symbiote Armor, Russell finally understood why Tony was as happy as a child when he first flew the Mark 2.
Speed 700 mph, feeling utterly free!
Awesome!
Russell's mood right now was no less exhilarating than Tony's when he first flew the Mark 2.
Although flying over New York in armor in broad daylight was a little high-profile.
But right now, Russell completely disregarded that.
Let it be high-profile!
Even if he was photographed or attracted the attention of certain organizations, it didn't matter.
Not to mention he had Diana's long, strong, and excellent-feeling thigh to rely on, even without Diana, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra would have to seriously consider if it was worth making a move against him.
Tony was already building his armor now; compared to him, Tony seemed a bit easier to mess with.
Although he didn't know if Tony would skip the Mark 1 and go straight to building the Mark 2, that wasn't important.
Given Tony's personality, once he built the armor, he would only become more high-profile.
Maybe he'd even wear the armor to host some kind of decadent capitalist party.
Flying through the steel jungle of New York in the armor, he zoomed past the tall buildings as if showing off.
Russell experienced a speed and passion he had never felt before.
The speed and passion brought by high-speed flight were far more exhilarating than speeding in a car.
Enjoying the thrill of flying, Russell couldn't help but recall a saying.
Only by flying in the air can you truly feel that the world is three-dimensional, not just back, forth, left, and right.
This feeling is something you can never experience by driving a car or sailing a boat.
After satisfyingly experiencing the thrill of flying, he returned to the office and happily deactivated the Inner Symbiote Armor on his body.
The Inner Symbiote Armor first turned into tendrils that left his body, then reformed into the shape of the armor, standing before him.
Looking at the armor in front of him and the container next to it still holding a large barrel of fully intelligent liquid metal, he activated his system space and put both the armor and the container inside.
Only after doing all this did he sit down, reminiscing about the thrill of flying moments ago.
"Reward: Inner Symbiote Armor; Activation Effect: Upon activation, obtain the Inner Symbiote Armor!"
This was the reward information given by the system.
But it was clear that the system hadn't fully explained the effect after activation.
He did indeed obtain the Inner Symbiote Armor, but what he obtained wasn't just one set of Inner Symbiote Armor.
Rather than saying the system rewarded him with the Inner Symbiote Armor, it was more accurate to say the system rewarded him with the fully intelligent liquid metal that constructs the Inner Symbiote Armor.
That barrel of fully intelligent liquid metal was the proof.
Although he had just worn the armor, it hadn't used up all the liquid metal in the container, not even a tenth of it.
From this perspective, he should also be able to absorb more of the fully intelligent liquid metal, like the evil Tony in the comics, to turn the Inner Symbiote Armor into a giant armor like the Hulkbuster.
In addition, to ensure he could use the Inner Symbiote Armor normally, the system also gave him a small extra reward.
Telepathy!
The Inner Symbiote Armor was the only set among the many armors Tony built that could be activated and controlled through telepathy.
Although the telepathy rewarded by the system could currently only be used to activate and control the Inner Symbiote Armor, having more skills is never a burden, and having an extra ability is always a good thing.
If he was lucky enough, perhaps someday, this telepathy that could only be used to activate and control the Inner Symbiote Armor would turn into a true telepathic superpower.
A massive sum of 600 million US dollars, and the Inner Symbiote Armor, which far surpassed current technology!
Russell was now increasingly agreeing with Obadiah's assessment of Tony.
Tony was indeed a goose that laid golden eggs!
Speaking of which, he still didn't know what Obadiah's final fate was.
Because of him, Obadiah avoided the fate of dying in the large Arc Reactor while wearing the Iron Monger armor.
Thinking of this, he opened his computer and searched for information about Obadiah online.
Plane crash?
Uh...
Looking at the obituary on Stark Industries' official website, Russell was momentarily at a loss for words.
According to the description in the obituary, the small plane Obadiah was traveling in while on vacation had an accident, and he was buried at sea, with no remains found.
Russell didn't doubt that Obadiah was dead.
But he didn't quite believe the story about the plane crash.
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Tony definitely didn't kill Obadiah; given Tony's personality, at most, he would have handed Obadiah over to the law.
If it wasn't arranged by Tony, then Obadiah's death was highly suspicious.
Based on his killer instincts and experience, he felt it was more likely that Obadiah had been silenced.
So the question arose again!
If Obadiah was truly silenced, then who was the mastermind behind it?
For some reason, the name Hydra appeared in Russell's mind.
Hydra's reputation as the Marvel troublemakers isn't for nothing!
In the Marvel world, if there's a conspiracy or scheme where you can't find the mastermind, don't doubt it, it was basically done by Hydra.
Hydra's combat power isn't considered very strong, but their ability to stir up trouble is definitely top-notch.
Russell didn't waste time thinking about whether or not Hydra had silenced Obadiah.
Glancing at the time, he decisively shut down the computer, picked up the envelope from the drawer, and left the office without looking back.
While the bank wasn't closed yet, he'd go exchange the cashier's check first.
A cashier's check is something that cannot be reported lost and is not registered; whoever gets it can cash it upon presentation.
He certainly didn't want anything unexpected to happen.
After dealing with the cashier's check, he drove his Porsche back to the apartment, looking forward to the evening's activities.
Before he went to Afghanistan, he had ordered several very hot pieces of lingerie from Maxim magazine.
American express delivery speed was far from comparable to China's.
It wasn't until this morning that the express delivery finally arrived at the apartment.
Receiving the delivery today was actually pretty good.
Online shopping in America was like having an online romance; you could call out a thousand times and still not see the "real person."
Regarding how slow American express delivery speed is, there's a very interesting meme online.
A regular turtle's speed is 270 meters per hour; it would take 87 hours to crawl from a postal center to the San Francisco Airport cargo hub, while the same distance takes the US Postal Service 179 hours!
Not only is the delivery slow, but the service attitude is also baffling!
Let's not even mention things like rough handling of packages.
Even more amazing is the express delivery guy's elusiveness.
Either the knock is so soft you can't hear it at all, and then they disappear again with your package.
Or, the doorbell rings or the knock just happens, the package is at the door, and the delivery guy is gone.
If he hadn't had keen hearing, noticed that almost inaudible knock, and appeared at the door with speed far beyond ordinary people, he estimated he might have had to wait another week to sign for the package.
Fantasizing about the alluring sight of Diana wearing that lingerie, he felt he might consider a long-term subscription to Maxim magazine.
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