Marvel : The God Of Punishment System

Stark lay rigid on the sofa, veins bulging across his body.

Moments ago, Obadiah—the man he'd regarded as a surrogate father—had forcibly removed the Arc Reactor from his chest with his own hands.

A searing pain radiated through his chest, as if the remaining shrapnel fragments were drilling directly into his heart. His consciousness began to blur, darkness encroaching on the edges of his vision.

But he fought against it. He couldn't die like this—Pepper was in danger!

He suddenly remembered the original Arc Reactor in the basement lab, and a flicker of hope reignited his determination.

Struggling to lift himself from the sofa, he braced his palms against the cushions for support. As he shifted his weight, his fingers brushed against the phone he'd used to call Pepper earlier. He paused, an idea forming through the haze of pain.

It was a beautiful evening, and Jason was treating himself to a lavish dinner.

David sat across from him, drooling slightly as he eyed the spread of food before them.

Jason picked up a piece of brisket and was about to place it in his mouth when the phone beside him began to ring.

He ignored it and continued with his meal.

David glanced up from his plate of BBQ corn and mashed potato with season brisket "The phone's ringing."

"I know."

"Looks like it's Tony Stark calling."

"How can you tell?"

"I set a special ringtone for him. Recognized it instantly."

Jason set down his chopsticks with a sigh of resignation. "This guy... I've told him eight hundred times that Yinsen came on his own accord, and he still calls non-stop! I'm going to tear him a new one!"

He picked up the phone, and before he could launch into the verbal tirade he'd prepared, a faint, desperate voice came through the speaker: "Father... help me..."

"Stark?"

When Jason arrived, he found Stark unconscious in the basement.

After reviving him, Stark immediately clutched Jason's arm. "Didn't I ask you to save Pepper? Why are you here?"

Jason rolled his eyes. "Funny coincidence—I called her, and she insisted I rescue you first. I wanted to tell her not to go running around with those useless agents and just stay put until we arrived, but she must have entered an area with phone interference because the signal cut out. I was worried you'd die here with no one to save you, so I came here first."

"There's a signal-jamming device at the Stark Industries factory. It has to be Obadiah's doing. We need to save her!"

Jason nodded. In truth, he'd warned Stark about Obadiah before, but the genius inventor hadn't taken it seriously.

Nothing could be done about that now. Some lessons were so painful you couldn't understand until you experienced them firsthand.

As Stark donned his Iron Man suit, he said, "If Pepper's truly in danger, I'll handle Obadiah while you get her to safety!"

"No problem."

Stark completed suiting up and prepared for takeoff, then paused suddenly. "Uh... how are you getting there?"

He'd never seen Jason fly before.

Jason rolled his eyes. "How about I straddle your neck and you carry me?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Do you still want to stop Obadiah and save Pepper?"

Iron Man gritted his teeth. If it weren't for Pepper's safety...

In the end, he soared into the sky with Jason clinging to his back.

Stark flew sideways, but Jason found the piggyback position too awkward, so he simply sat on Stark's waist with his legs clamped firmly around the armor.

Stark endured the indignity.

He could only console himself that if he flew fast enough, no one would see them! Speed up, speed up—it would be better if the wind could tear this guy right off my back.

Feeling the wind whistling past his ears, Jason couldn't help but marvel at Stark's velocity. Compared to this, his own top speed of 150 kilometers per hour was no better than an old jalopy.

Stark Industries factory.

After installing the Arc Reactor, Obadiah couldn't wait to don his massive armor.

As feedback signals flooded in from every section of the suit, an unprecedented sense of power surged through him. It felt like transcending humanity and becoming something greater—something divine.

But his moment of triumph was interrupted.

Stark's girlfriend, Pepper, burst in accompanied by several men in black suits.

He was genuinely surprised. Didn't these fools realize they were confronting a man in advanced battle armor? Charging in unarmed was practically suicide.

Their foolishness didn't diminish the effectiveness of his devastating blows.

With one lunge forward, he sent several agents flying.

This wasn't a movie—no mere human could escape the pursuit of his mechanized suit.

The only one who offered any resistance was an agent with a receding hairline and a mechanical prosthesis for his right hand. Obadiah recalled his name—Coulson.

However, even Coulson only managed to leave a few claw marks on the armor before being swatted aside like an insect.

Finally, at the building entrance, Obadiah raised his fist to crush the trembling Pepper.

But from the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a figure rapidly approaching through the sky. The shape appeared monstrous at first—as if it had two bodies and four legs.

He grew tense until it drew closer and he could see clearly: it was actually the "Human Can Man" carrying a passenger!

Fuck, Stark, you're really something else!

Stark felt a wave of embarrassment when he realized both Obadiah and Pepper were witnessing his undignified arrival.

He shook his body. "Get off, quickly!"

Jason nodded, but before dismounting, he leaned forward and whispered in Stark's ear: "Remember not to engage in an aerial battle with him—you don't have enough power reserves!"

"Enough!" Stark insisted.

Tsk, some people just can't appreciate good advice.

Jason executed a "heroic landing," touching down directly in front of Pepper.

Meanwhile, Stark accelerated, crashing headlong into Obadiah's Iron Monger suit!

The collision sent both armored combatants tumbling onto the main road adjacent to the factory.

Jason looked at Pepper with concern. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Pepper shook her head. "No, I'm fine. Thank you for saving Tony, Father Jason."

"This area isn't safe. I need to get you somewhere secure."

"Okay."

The moment Pepper nodded her consent, Jason swept her up into his arms.

She let out a startled gasp. "Father Jason, what are you doing?"

"The battle zone between Stark and Obadiah covers a wide area, and we're far from the safe zone. It would take too long for you to walk. Besides, you wouldn't want Stark to fight alone for too long, would you?"

"Oh, is that all?"

"What else would it be?"

Pepper's face flushed crimson, and she found herself at a loss for words.

Jason felt a flutter in his chest as they suddenly ascended into the air. Pepper screamed and clung to him tightly, burying her face against his chest.

"You—you can actually fly?" she asked, astonished.

"Stark can fly too. Hasn't he taken you flying before?"

"No, never."

The wind howled around them, and Jason, concerned she might not hear him clearly, leaned closer to her ear. His warm breath tickled her earlobe as he spoke.

"Does Miss Pepper have a boyfriend?"

The question sent a shiver down her spine, and her entire body tensed. Her voice came out muffled against his chest. "Why do you ask?"

"Maybe we could get coffee sometime."

Pepper trembled slightly.

By the time she fully processed what was happening, Jason had already set her down on solid ground. "I need to help Stark now. If you're interested in that coffee, call me anytime."

On the battlefield, Stark was getting pummeled so severely he was seeing stars.

His armor's power reserves were critically low, and with Obadiah on a rampage, he could only focus on protecting civilians while trying to survive the onslaught.

Finally spotting an opportunity, he grabbed Iron Monger and rocketed skyward, carrying his enemy into the atmosphere.

Jason arrived just in time to witness their ascent.

Watching the two figures climbing higher into the night sky, he could only shake his head helplessly. He couldn't catch up—not even close!

But what climbed quickly also fell with equal speed.

BOOM! BOOM! Twin impacts cratered the ground as both armored combatants crashed back to earth.

As Stark struggled to his feet, he saw the massive silhouette of Iron Monger charging toward him.

He raised his arm to fire his repulsor beam, only to discover his power tiers had dropped to critical.

Shit!

WHAM!

A devastating punch knocked him flat.

Obadiah laughed triumphantly. "Stark, I really must thank you for inventing such a magnificent weapon for me! It makes me feel invincible! Especially the sensation of crushing flesh with these hands!"

He raised his armored fist and brought it down mercilessly toward Stark's prone form!

BOOM!

A blur intercepted the blow.

Obadiah felt his arm stop mid-swing, as if it had struck an immovable object.

He was shocked to discover a lone figure standing between him and Stark, effortlessly blocking his punch with one hand!

What the hell?!

He tried to retract his arm, but the armor's transmission systems made an ominous clicking sound.

He couldn't pull back!

In the next instant, a small human fist rapidly expanded in his field of vision as it rocketed toward his faceplate!

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