Stark Tower.
The peculiarly shaped building, a marvel of architecture, stood tall in the heart of New York City.
Martina's gaze slowly traveled upwards from the base.
"Wow, what a tall building!"
"That must have cost a fortune..." Martina's focus was a bit peculiar.
"What are we going there for? Do you live there?"
Martina followed Lin Feng's steps, asking curiously.
Lin Feng grinned, "What are you thinking? Living there?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just follow me!"
Before taking Martina home, Lin Feng needed to get her an energy suppressor.
Martina's current stability was like a reactor with its control rods removed, incredibly volatile, prone to exploding at any moment!
He wasn't inclined to research technological matters; he'd leave that to Tony.
He trusted his good brother, the mechanic Tony, not to disappoint him!
Lin Feng, with Martina in tow, smoothly reached the top floor of Stark Tower.
The top three floors of Stark Tower were not accessible to ordinary employees, and very few had clearance to the very top.
Lin Feng, however, possessed exceptionally high clearance within Stark Tower, allowing him to reach the top floor even with a stranger.
He opened Tony's door, but Tony wasn't inside.
Lin Feng wasn't surprised. Tony wasn't the type to idly sit around his office all day.
He was likely busy researching the two spaceships Lin Feng had given him.
Lin Feng walked over to the bar, unceremoniously grabbed a bottle of fine wine, and took a carton of orange juice from the refrigerator.
That was for Martina; she was too young to drink alcohol!
"Make yourself comfortable," Lin Feng said, plopping down on the sofa and gesturing expansively, treating the place like his own home.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., where is Tony right now?" Lin Feng asked casually.
Tony's office area would undoubtedly be connected to J.A.R.V.I.S.
Of course, it was more accurate to call it Tony's lounge than his office.
"Mr. Lin Feng, Mr. Tony is currently in country H."
"Would you like me to contact Mr. Tony?"
J.A.R.V.I.S. responded quickly upon hearing the question.
Lin Feng also had very high clearance with J.A.R.V.I.S., allowing him to use J.A.R.V.I.S.'s resources to a certain extent.
"In South Korea?" Lin Feng blinked, having assumed Tony was at his workshop in the hills researching the spaceships.
"Contact him, I need to speak with him!"
"Certainly, Mr. Lin Feng."
J.A.R.V.I.S. replied and promptly connected Tony's communication device.
A few seconds later, Tony's voice echoed in the room.
"Lin?"
"Tony, why are you in country H?" Lin Feng asked.
"Hahaha, isn't it because I was running an errand for you!" Tony laughed heartily.
"Running an errand for me?"
Lin Feng, holding his wine glass, was utterly bewildered.
What on earth? Running an errand for him in country H?
Lin Feng had clearly forgotten about the matter he had entrusted Tony with previously.
Tony, the teacher, felt speechless and reminded him, "What, you forgot... the little brat you brought back last time?"
Had he already forgotten about the clingy child he himself had brought back so soon?
"Little brat?" Lin Feng suddenly realized!
Oh, right, right, right. He had indeed forgotten about the little brat.
It was that strange white life form that had nearly snatched Lin Feng's physical body in hyperspace.
He had previously asked Tony to help contact a geneticist named Helen to help create a body for it.
But with so much going on lately, and the little brat's presence being so faint...
Well... it wasn't his fault!
"Heh, of course I remember! You should have just said 'the little brat,' why mention country H!" Lin Feng chuckled.
"So, has the body been completed?" Lin Feng followed up.
That little brat also needed to be taken care of, at least until Lin Feng figured out what it was.
Lin Feng planned to bring the little brat to the villa as well, letting Susan experience the feeling of raising a child in advance.
Tony pursed his lips. Didn't you specifically ask me to find Dr. Helen? Don't you know she's from country H?
However, Dr. Helen was truly... right up Tony's alley. If he didn't already have Pepper, and hadn't known about the existence of little Morgan...
Ahem... Getting off track.
"It has just been completed!"
"The regeneration cradle is truly magical. Although it's not fully mature yet, with my technological enhancement, creating a body for a little brat is more than enough!"
"The fusion of the little brat also went very smoothly, without any accidents!"
"We're about to depart. Are you waiting for me at Stark Tower?" Tony inquired.
Lin Feng had proactively contacted Tony through J.A.R.V.I.S., so his location was naturally marked.
"Alright, I'll wait here for you. We'll talk when you arrive!" Lin Feng replied.
After ending the communication, Lin Feng glanced at the time. It was eleven o'clock in the morning.
Since the body had been completed, Lin Feng was eager to see how it turned out.
Perfect timing, they could all have lunch together when Tony returned!
Half an hour later, Tony, clad in his black symbiote armor, flew to Stark Tower.
With a rather flashy landing, Tony landed on the helipad.
The high-tech black suit dissolved like flowing water, revealing Tony's smiling face.
Lin Feng was used to it, but Martina was seeing the Iron Man suit for the first time.
"Wow! Is the technology in your world this advanced?" Martina exclaimed in awe.
Although their world had Transformers, they weren't from Earth technology.
Earth's technology was quite backward compared to the Transformers. Martina was incredibly curious that Tony could not only fly but also retract his seemingly high-tech suit into his body.
"Is he an alien too?" Martina couldn't help but ask.
Tony walked in through the window with a smile.
"Beautiful lady, I am not an alien! I'm just a mechanic!"
"My name is Tony Stark, just call me Tony!"
Tony, hearing Martina's question, adopted a very friendly demeanor.
Could an ordinary person be on the top floor of Stark Tower? Ridiculous!
She was likely brought here by Lin Feng.
However, Tony's friendly attitude wasn't solely because she was Lin Feng's guest.
It was because, like Lin Feng, beautiful women always received special treatment from him!
Well, Tony was indiscriminate; he liked them all.
"Hello, Mr. Tony. My name is Martina." Martina, with her lovely large eyes, scrutinized Tony, seemingly fascinated by the black Iron Man suit he had just been wearing.
Lin Feng, without even sitting up, sprawled on the sofa, his gaze drifting towards Tony's back.
"Tony, where's the little brat?"
Tony rolled his eyes.
"Seriously, do you know the straight-line flying distance from country H to here?"
"Do you expect me to carry the little brat on my back?"
If it weren't for wanting to see Lin Feng, Tony wouldn't have flown so fast.
"The little brat is on the plane behind us. It's expected to arrive in about 4 hours."
Stark Industries' private jet, although faster than commercial flights, still required several hours to fly back.