22 Tony's Invitation

In the next few days, Roger would go to his office every day to see if any commissions could pass the system's judgment.

He didn't know if the previous missions had used up all his good luck, but not many customers came to visit these days, and the contents of the commissions were also a bit difficult to describe.

Find the lost pet cat, find the old classmates from more than ten years ago, protect a group of rich second generations who are going to the Yama Forest...

Roger didn't even have the interest to answer these kinds of client, directly telling Erica to ignore them.

"Aren't there any better commissions?"

Lying on the sofa, Roger stared at the office ceiling with a bored face, holding a balloon full of water in his right hand.

The water in the balloon seemed to be boiling, constantly bulging, making the smooth surface of the balloon bulge.

Sitting on the other side, Erica curiously looked at the water ball in Roger's hand and then asked doubtfully, "Is this your ninjutsu training method?"

Erica was also a ninja, but she had never seen a ninja like Roger, nor had she seen a ninjutsu like Roger's.

Erica had a profound impression of Roger's ninjutsu and also had a strong yearning.

"Not training; I am learning a new ninjutsu."

Roger's initial plan was to exchange for Rasengan in the system directly, but after having Sharingan, he changed his mind.

The principle of Rasengan was straightforward: concentrate the chakra in hand, then control the chakra to constantly flow in an irregular direction, compress it, and finally form a palm-sized chakra ball.

Therefore, to master Rasengan, besides directly exchanging it from the system, one could also use continuous practice to master it.

For the control of chakra, Roger was considered to have reached perfection.

After all, in the past three years, the most he had practiced was the use and control of chakra.

Be it walking on the surface of the water or hanging himself upside down on the ceiling; he had already mastered it years ago.

Even if he had to imitate Spiderman on the outer wall or the building glass, there would be no problem.

Boom!

Not long after Roger answered Erica, the water ball in his hand began to boil violently and then shattered with a bang.

After the water ball in his hand shattered, Roger sat up and took out a palm-sized ball from his desk drawer.

The first stage of learning the Rasengan was to gather chakra in his palm, and the second stage was s the water ball practice. For him, it was not difficult at all.

So after breaking the water ball in his hand, he immediately began the third stage of the ball practice.

The ball was sturdier than the water ball, and if he wanted to break the ball, just relying on the constant flow of chakra and compression was far from enough.

He could break the ball only if he had a solid form chakra ball in his hand.

After completing this stage, the prototype of the Rasengan was done.

After getting the ball, Roger went back to the sofa and lay down, and began to practice making Rasengan again.

Time slowly passed. Although the ball in Roger's hand looked boiling, it was still intact and showed no signs of breaking.

"It seems that there is still a little difficulty!"

The ball in his hand refused to break. The casual look on Roger's face finally disappeared, and he became more serious.

When Roger became serious, Erica also focused all her attention on the ball in his hand, hoping to see something from it.

However, Roger's seriousness lasted for less than ten minutes before it was interrupted by a frivolous tone.

"I didn't expect you to be so old and still playing with a ball!"

Dressed in a branded suit,

Tony, who wore a dark brown sunglasses, walked in and looked at the ball in Roger's hand curiously.

"Why do you suddenly come to this small office of mine? shouldn't you be at home recovering?"

Roger was not surprised that Tony could find this place. When rescuing Tony, he did not hide his identity.

Therefore, he could easily find this place through Coulson or his channels.

"Your office is quite small indeed!"

Roger's office was only a few dozen square meters. There wasn't even a single room. If Erica hadn't specially renovated it a few days ago, the office would have looked even cruder.

"However, your assistant is gorgeous!"

Tony didn't change his nature as a playboy. He is carefully ogling Erica from head to toe.

After discovering that Roger knew Tony, Erica poured a cup of coffee for Tony and handed it to Tony, who was still standing.

"I don't like it when people hand me things!"

Tony shook his head and did not intend to take the coffee.

"Just say it directly. What is the famous Tony Stark doing here?"

Roger did not hate Tony, but he just wanted to practice the Rasengan quietly.

"As my savior, your attitude towards me is really cold. Can't you be a little more enthusiastic?"

Tony came in front of Roger and said in an exaggerated tone. Then, he took away the ball in his hand.

"If you are fine with it..."

Before Roger could finish, Tony continued, "I have created a new toy these past few days. I would like to invite you to enjoy it!"

Although Tony did not say it explicitly, Roger quickly guessed Tony's so-called new toy.

If nothing went wrong, the new toy Tony spoke of was the steel armor.

However, he wasn't sure if it were for Mark II or Mark III.

"Tony Stark personally came to invite me. If I don't go, it would be insulting!"

More than an hour later, Roger came to Tony's offshore mansion and saw the familiar steel armor in his memory.

Red gold color, Mark III.

"It hasn't even been a week since you returned to New York. You got the steel armor so quickly. You really work efficiently!"

"Of course, I am Tony Stark!"

Tony said confidently, and he liked the appreciation in Roger's eyes.

As a creator, what he was most afraid of was that his work would not be recognized.

Therefore, Roger's recognition of Mark III also made Tony feel satisfied and gratified.

"It's really great! This is the beginning of a new era!"

Looking at Mark III in front of him, Roger could not help but be emotional.

Tony did not expect Roger to have such high praise for Mark III. He immediately felt like he had met a confidant.