"Sir, are you alright?"
As the armor restarted, a voice echoed in his ear. Looking through the helmet's eyes, he suddenly widened them.
He saw a tall man holding a girl, floating in mid-air without any technological equipment.
Is he a Mutant, or a super-powered individual?
"Oh, I'm fine, I'm fine. Did you just help me stop the armor?"
Tony, through the microphone in his armor, calmly asked after a moment of composure.
Adam, holding Wanda, nodded:
"You seemed to be in a bit of trouble, so I just lent a hand."
"Actually, I didn't need your help just now. I could have removed the ice from the armor and restarted it before crashing."
Tony coughed and replied.
Naturally, he was grateful for Adam's help.
However, being so proud, he was unwilling to admit that his armor had problems, and he wasn't exaggerating; he truly believed he could have recovered the armor in the end.
Of course, as soon as he said that, it gave people a rather unpleasant feeling.
"How rude of you! You don't even say thank you after being saved, and instead you're talking nonsense here. Are we being nosy?
I think we shouldn't have saved you just now. It would have been better to let you and your ugly armor smash into pieces!"
Wanda was not one to be good-tempered. Seeing the guy Adam saved speak in such a punchable manner, she immediately retorted without ceremony.
"Ugly..."
Hearing Wanda's words, Tony felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He thought the design of his armor was incredibly cool, and that everyone would envy him when he wore it out.
Yet, the first evaluation he received was that it was "ugly," which was a severe blow to him.
"Wanda, don't say that. This gentleman probably didn't mean it that way.
Since you're fine, we'll be going now!"
Adam smiled at the situation and continued flying towards the amusement park with Wanda.
He hadn't expected to coincidentally meet Tony Stark, who had just completed the Mark armor experimental flight. It seemed that different Multiverse versions meant different timings for events.
However, it was also possible that his influence had caused it.
Speaking of different versions, he wondered which version of Tony Stark this Universe had.
Iron Man from the Main Universe wasn't particularly powerful; his strongest armor before his death was just the Nano Armor, which was no match for Thanos.
However, to his knowledge, some versions of Tony Stark were terrifyingly strong.
For example, there was a Tony who invented the Anti-Phoenix Armor, capable of fighting Phoenix, a Multiverse-level entity, by neutralizing and absorbing the Phoenix Force to battle.
There was a Tony who wore the Godslayer Armor, capable of easily destroying the Milky Way Galaxy.
There was a Tony who collaborated with the Dwarf King to forge a set of magic armor from Uru metal, perfectly integrating technology and magic.
And there was a Tony who, in order to counter Galactus's attempt to devour Earth, built an invincible Anti-Galactus Armor.
"Uh... thank you. My name is Tony Stark. If you have a chance, come find me at Stark Tower. I'll buy you a drink!"
Seeing Adam leave, Tony, who had come to his senses, finally expressed his thanks.
Although he could have handled the situation himself, the other person had kindly helped, so a thank you was not out of place.
"Alright, I'm Adam."
Adam didn't look back but still responded.
"An interesting fellow."
Watching Adam and Wanda's figures gradually disappear, Tony asked Jarvis:
"Is the design of my armor really ugly?"
"Sir, human aesthetics vary. According to current data, the armor you designed should conform to the aesthetics of most people today. The effect would be even better if it were colored."
Jarvis's answer immediately made Tony nod in satisfaction:
"I knew it! It's definitely not my problem. Come on, let's go back and see what color to paint it!"
"What an arrogant guy, flying around in a broken armor, thinking he's so great. If you hadn't stopped me just now, I would have taught him a lesson."
Wanda, holding Adam with one hand, clenched her other hand into a fist and waved it.
Adam chuckled at her words:
"He's not a bad person, just a bit of a smart aleck."
Due to the influence of watching movies in his past life, he still had a somewhat favorable impression of Tony Stark.
Although he was just a mortal and had a sharp tongue, he always stepped up when things got serious and ultimately sacrificed himself to save the entire Universe.
"He's Tony Stark, isn't he that playboy the news always reports about?"
Wanda suddenly thought of something and looked at Adam with a wary expression:
"Adam, you should avoid contact with people like him. You'll be led astray!"
She had heard many rumors about Tony Stark's romantic escapades and didn't want Adam to become like that in the future.
Adam smiled and nodded:
"Alright, alright. We've arrived at the amusement park, let's go down."
As he spoke, they had already reached the sky above the amusement park.
They found a less crowded spot to land, took Wanda for lunch first, then bought tickets and entered, beginning their day of fun.
Pirate ship, drop tower, roller coaster, carousel—Wanda dragged him to play almost every single ride.
It wasn't until evening that the two, holding ice cream, arrived at the last attraction: the Ferris wheel.
"Adam, have you heard a legend about the Ferris wheel?"
Wanda looked at the Ferris wheel with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
Adam, directly swallowing half his ice cream, shook his head.
He had never ridden a Ferris wheel, nor had he heard any legends about them. When he was little, he only cared about the legends of Saiyan and Ultraman.
"Legend has it that if two people in love sit on the Ferris wheel and kiss at the highest point, they will stay together forever."
"Nonsense!"
Adam threw the remaining half of his ice cream into his mouth, then grabbed Wanda by the collar and tossed her into the Ferris wheel car.
"Alright, it's our turn."
What he was thinking now was to finish playing with Wanda quickly so he could go back to training.
"Adam, if you keep this up, you'll never find a girlfriend!"
Wanda rubbed her bottom, glaring at Adam through gritted teeth, like a ruffled kitten.
She wasn't angry that Adam threw her; she was angry at the way Adam spoke to her, still treating her like a child.
"But didn't you used to love it when I threw you around?"
Adam shrugged and sat opposite Wanda.
He remembered that when Wanda was little, she loved being tossed around in the air by him, always giggling with laughter.
Wanda deliberately puffed out her chest and said:
"You know that was when I was little. I've grown up now, so stop treating me like a child."
She emphasized the word "grown up."
"Alright, alright, you've grown up, you've grown up, you're the biggest."
As the Ferris wheel ascended, Adam gave a perfunctory reply and began to ponder his training plan.
He flew in the sky every day; there was no scenery he hadn't seen.
"Oh dear, I've fallen!"
Wanda, seeing this, bit her lip in annoyance. Then, her eyes darted around, and she pretended to stand up to look at the scenery, performing the classic left-foot-trips-right-foot move, falling towards Adam.
The oldest tricks are always the most effective.