Marvel's King of the Undead

"Beep, identification failed, entry prohibited."

"Wow, Tony, you have so many fun things in your house."

Wayne took his hand away from the transparent glass door and looked at the various advanced equipment that seemed to exist in science fiction movies like a fool.

"It's called high technology, you idiot with big limbs and a simple mind."

Tony pressed a few numbers on the transparent glass skillfully while leading Wayne to the lower floor.

"Let me show you the most advanced technology on the planet."

After going downstairs, he ignored Wayne who was looking around as if he had discovered a new world.

Tony walked into his test bed and started to make a new reactor. After Tony, who pursued perfection, returned home, he could no longer stand the crude replacement version on his chest.

Looking at the empty workbench in front of him, Wayne stretched out his hand and waved it curiously.

"Ding."

After a soft sound, a tabletop that looked like a 3D projection instantly appeared on the originally empty workbench.

Seeing a phone-like icon on the desktop vibrating, Wayne reached out and clicked on a phone-shaped pattern.

"Hello." A voice came from the desktop.

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Wayne was stunned for a moment and tentatively said: "Stephen"

"Ha, is it really you, Wayne? How come you got together with Tony Stark? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Sure enough, the voice that appeared on the other end of the phone was little fat Stephen.

"Hey, I'm on my way to your place now, can you pick me up?"

The little fat man's voice suddenly felt awkward:

"I don't have enough money to take a taxi to your place. I'll give you the address."

"..." Wayne.

"Hey, Tony."

Wayne walked over to the sweaty Tony with some hesitation. Just as he was thinking about how to speak, he suddenly noticed the change in Tony's chest.

"Is there a second part of Battery Man coming out so soon?"

After glaring at Wayne, Tony continued to operate some high-tech equipment that Wayne couldn't understand.

"Why don't you continue to play with the high technology developed by your Uncle Tony, you ignorant boy."

"I need a car to pick up a friend, the little fat guy I told you about."

Wayne finally remembered his purpose and said with some embarrassment.

"Can you drive?" Tony glanced at him suspiciously.

"..." After Tony asked, Wayne realized that he had never learned to drive.

"Okay, driving is not difficult. You can choose a car yourself. The keys are all in the car." Tony dismissed Wayne impatiently.

Tony is trying to use better materials to make an armor, and Wayne is just adding trouble and ridiculing him, so he might as well send him out.

Tony knows that Wayne's strength, speed, and reflexes are far superior to ordinary people. Driving is not too difficult for him, not to mention that even if he crashes a car, Tony doesn't care.

In the garage, looking at the dazzling luxury cars in front of him, Wayne chose an Audi R8 nearby, opened the door and sat in. After spending a few minutes exploring, he turned on the navigation and took the first step in his life. accelerator.

"Om..."

On the road where cars were coming and going, a white R8 quickly weaved in and out of the traffic. With his superhuman reflexes and excellent sense of space, Wayne quickly learned the skill of driving. Feeling the surging sound of the engine, Wei En couldn't help but become a speedster.

After half an hour.

The little fat man squatted pitifully on the street and looked around. Suddenly, a passing uncle walked up to the little fat man and stared at the little fat man for a few seconds. Then he reached out and took out 1 dollar from his wallet and threw it in front of the little fat man. , some of them shook their heads and left.

"..." The little fat man was just about to chase after him and explain, when he heard the sound of an engine coming from far away, and subconsciously looked back.

A white R8 parked next to him, the door opened, and Wayne appeared in front of the little fat man wearing a high-end suit.

The little fat man looked at Wayne, who was driving a sports car and wearing designer clothes, and then looked at the dollar in his hand. The little fat man felt like crying.

I never expected that in the past few days, in order to find traces of Wayne, I first escaped from the orphanage. In the following days, I hunkered down in the hotel and did not dare to go out. As a result, the person I was worried about was enjoying the pleasure of a rich man. life.

"You damn Wayne, you made me worry for nothing."

The little fat man walked quickly towards Wayne and gave Wayne a big hug.

"You don't know how miserable I've been these days. You have to take a photo with Tony Stark to make up for my loss."

"Haha, no problem."

Hugging the little fat man with his backhand, Wayne was also very happy at the moment.

On the way back, Wayne had been worried about the safety of the little fat man. Unexpectedly, the little fat man ran out on his own. He wanted to ask some specific information, but looked around and saw that this was not the place to talk. Wayne invited the little fat man Got in the car.

"This car is really great. How did you recognize Tony?"

As soon as he came up, the little fat man touched this and that. For orphans like them, driving a sports car was something they had never dared to think about before.

"Things are very complicated. Let's talk about it when we get back. Look at how useless you are."

Wayne stepped on the accelerator and looked at the little fat man with some contempt, completely forgetting his performance an hour ago.

Not long after, Wayne and the little fat man arrived at the gate of the villa on the beach. Looking at the transparent door in front of him, Wayne just wanted to show off and enter the password on the glass.

Suddenly, I heard the little fat man next to me say into the air: "Open the door."

"Bangdang."

The door of the villa opened directly, and the little fat man looked at the confused Wayne and said:

"Hey, I'm not who I used to be. Now I'm the king of the city."

At this time, Tony, who was studying the armor, suddenly heard an alarm sound, indicating that the villa's system had been invaded.

After taking a look at the alarm, Tony picked up the steel arm he had just made and cautiously walked upstairs.

"..."

Looking at Wayne who was leaning forward and laughing in front of him, and the little fat man next to him who was a little embarrassed, Tony took off the metal arm and said to Wayne angrily:

"You will be beaten to death like this. Do you know how you did it?"

"Haha, don't worry, Tony. Have you forgotten that I am immortal?"

After Wayne laughed loudly, he pointed at the fat man next to him: "He did this, and I am also asking this question."

It seems that I am not the only one who has changed. Looking at the familiar little fat man, Wayne couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Next, Wayne, Tony, and Fatty sat down and communicated with each other what had happened during this period. Of course, the main thing was that Wayne and Fatty said that Tony was just watching the fun.

"Are you saying that you really can't die now?"

The little fat man couldn't believe it. He thought the changes in his body were incredible. He didn't expect Wayne to become an immortal monster.

Seeing the doubtful look in the little fat man's eyes, Wayne directly picked up the fruit knife on the table and slashed his hand.

There wasn't even a complete blood mark. The inch of skin had healed as soon as the blade left. There wasn't even a trace of blood on the skin for the 10c distance that Wayne scratched on his palm.

Even Tony, who knew Wayne's abilities, was a little surprised at the moment. After all, he only saw Wayne getting shot last time, but he was not hurt. But this time it was a closer look at the recovery of the wound, which was even more visually impactful.