Chapter 360 You are Iron Man
Stark Building.
Tony rarely comes here now because the management of Stark Industries is handed over to Pepper Potts.
So, Mike, who is now his assistant, naturally doesn't have to go to Stark Building every day to go to work.
Basically, except for Saturday and Sunday off, Tony will only come to the Stark Building at most once a week.
Now, he spends more time at the Avengers Mansion and at home.
Early in the morning, Mike sent Clark and Gwen away, looked at the time, looked moved, and walked to the door.
Sure enough, outside the door is Tony in a suit.
"Uncle Mike, it's time to go to work."
As he spoke, he gently inhaled his nose.
"Wait for me, I'll change clothes."
Mike turned around and walked into the room, pointed to the dining table and said, "Your breakfast."
Tony finally showed a smile, and the grief of the boss coming to call the assistant to work also faded a little.
He hired an assistant for himself to help him with some daily and work matters, and as a result... he invited an 'uncle' to come back.
Hurry up and dare not rush, make calls but dare not make calls, have to call to work every day...
He was really unlucky.
However, when there is an advantage, he can eat a good breakfast.
Sitting at the dining table, Tony, who turned his grief into appetite, quickly ate breakfast, and quickly finished the breakfast before Mike went downstairs.
Rubbing his stomach, feeling more and more flesh, Tony suddenly thought of Sol, and shivered suddenly.
Mike's food is so good, and if it goes on like this, he won't be far from Sol.
But how can their family eat without getting fat?
Just when a question mark appeared in Tony's mind, Mike walked downstairs.
With a flick of his body, Mike disappeared in place, and when Tony reacted, he had already cleaned up the dining table.
"Let's go, boss."
Mike stood at the door with a smile and said to Tony.
Tony walked out quickly.
Destination: Avengers Tower.
One of the great things about Mike being an assistant is that you don't have to avoid Mike when doing superhero work.
Mike drove Tony to the Avengers Building and came to Tony's laboratory together.
As soon as he entered the laboratory, Tony devoted himself to the production of the steel suit.
Mike sat aside with his phone and started to swipe his phone. Seeing that Tony was already in production, he shook his head.
Tony has been crazy about making steel suits recently.
As an assistant, he is very relaxed, but he feels as boring as at home.
He can't do this job long, he's too busy.
At this moment, Tony suddenly screamed.
Mike turned his head to look, and saw Tony breathing heavily against his chest, with fear flashing in his eyes.
"Tony?"
Mike walked up to Tony and said, "Again?"
Tony nodded hard.
A purification card appeared between Mike's fingers.
When the card turned into a spot of light and dissipated, a cyan airflow appeared on Tony's body. After flashing past him, his anxiety and fear were cleared up.
Tony sat down in the chair with a sullen face, and said to Mike, "Thank you."
anxiety.
Since the Battle of New York, Tony, who was almost killed, got away with anxiety.
"Let's talk."
Mike pulled up a chair and sat beside Tony.
Tony put his hands in his hair and said painfully, "I've seen a doctor, it's an anxiety disorder."
"Why worry?"
"It should be..." He paused,
He murmured, "The Battle of New York."
"Battle of New York? Didn't we win?"
Mike asked suspiciously.
In the original plot, Tony's anxiety disorder was caused by the fact that he carried a nuclear bomb and flew through the space gate. Because he was almost unable to come back, he had no sense of security and was not confident in his own power. An anxiety disorder, but why now?
Tony took a deep breath and said slowly: "That day, I was almost killed by Kryptonians, really... just a little bit, even if it wasn't for your extensive treatment by Uncle Mike, I would..."
Speaking of this, his expression became more painful, and even his breathing gradually became faster.
"So, you frantically made battle suits for... a sense of security?"
"Um……"
Tony smiled wryly and said, "Sometimes, I feel safe in a battle suit."
Mike pinched his chin, suddenly smiled, and said, "This is somewhat similar to a special event I had before."
"Huh? You also suffer from anxiety?"
"I don't know if it counts, but... I did get a little scared at that time because of my lack of strength."
After a pause, Mike said, "Those children have been special since they were young. I'm afraid I can't protect them, so I try to make cards every day, because I'm afraid that because there are not enough cards, I won't be able to use them when it's time to use them."
"It's a bit like your behavior of making steel suits."
"Then... how did you overcome it?"
"overcome?"
Mike thought for a while and said, "I didn't get over it. Clark and the others became stronger and stronger, and my symptoms were cured."
"..."
Tony was speechless, and even felt that his already blocked heart became even more blocked.
"Ha ha!"
Mike laughed, patted Tony on the shoulder, then stopped laughing, and said seriously: "I can help you solve this symptom with some abilities."
A gleam of joy flashed in Tony's eyes.
Mike continued: "But you need to choose whether you need my ability completely, or I use my ability to guide you to overcome it. The second, you need to face your own fears."
Tony didn't hesitate at all, his eyes firmly said: "The second kind."
He can accept help, but he cannot accept that he is completely dependent on others.
Mike nodded, and a card appeared between his fingers.
Name: Professor X.
Character introduction: A powerful psychic.
Note: Let's communicate with heart.
The card turned into a spot of light and dissipated, and a phantom flashed behind Mike, turning into a band of light and rushing into Mike's body.
Mike stretched out his middle index finger and tapped lightly on his temple. Invisible spiritual power appeared and poured into Tony's head. He began to dig out the fear in the other party's heart, and found a solution for the other party.
Anxiety about the crisis and lack of his own strength caused him to rely heavily on the battle suit, even to the point where he couldn't sleep without the battle suit by his side.
In the final analysis, it is because he is an ordinary person, and he is nothing without the battle suit.
Aware of Tony's thoughts, Mike smiled slightly and said to Tony in his mind: "Lord also has an iron suit, why not Iron Man? Why are you the only Iron Man?"
"because……"
"Because of you! You made the steel suit!" Mike said softly, "Don't let it become a cocoon that binds you!"
"You are Iron Man, and no one can take that away."
"I'm Iron Man?"
Tony kept muttering, and after a few seconds, he said firmly: "Yes, I am Iron Man."
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