27: Tony's Shock—Could I be a Mutant?

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As Lynn had anticipated, Tony took longer than three minutes to handle the situation with the whip locks.

Ivan Vanko, a deranged scientist with a twisted mind, may not have been as skilled as Tony in controlling the armor, but his pair of lightning whips proved to be unpredictable.

Even the formidable Iron Man was almost overpowered.

If it weren't for the increased energy provided by the new reactor, and the significant enhancements made to the weapon systems of the Mark 6 suit, it would have been uncertain who would emerge victorious from this duel.

After dealing with everything, Tony wearily made his way back to Stark Tower.

A loud bang echoed through the air.

"Nailed it?"

Lynn's figure materialized with a burst of spatial distortion, and he looked at Tony with a half-smile. "Didn't you say three minutes? I've been waiting for you for almost thirty minutes."

Tony Admitted.

"Alright, I admit that guy was a bit tough to handle..."

Mechanical hands reached out one by one and swiftly helped him remove his battle suit. Tony couldn't help but rub his achy back. "Although the reactor he built was quite outdated, he focused most of the energy on those two whips. They were incredibly powerful!"

Lynn snapped his fingers, and white magical light shimmered.

In an instant, Tony felt the pain in his body dissipate. After several consecutive nights of sleepless battles, exhaustion washed away.

"You, with your sudden appearances and ability to heal, are really something."

Tony was momentarily stunned, then enviously sighed, "Magic... it's so amazing!"

"It's just a common healing technique."

Lynn smiled lightly and made a suggestion, "Since Ivan Vanko's whip is so powerful, perhaps you could equip the next generation of battle suits with melee weapons?"

"Huh?"

Tony looked at him in surprise.

"Let me tell you, your methods of attack are actually quite limited."

Lynn gestured with his left and right hands, and two glasses of red wine appeared in them. He handed one to Tony. "Relying solely on firearms is not always as effective as incorporating melee weapons. Can't you fight without relying on your energy reserves?"

"Do you always believe that fists are superior to swords?"

Tony shook his head. He hadn't really given it much thought. However, during tonight's battle, Ivan Vanko's lightning whips had left a deep impression on him.

"You're right. I should definitely diversify my attack methods."

He took a sip from the wine glass, a pensive expression crossing his face. "If I were to construct a large alloy sword and carry it on my back, wouldn't that be cool? But would it affect Iron Man's image? If I were to incorporate a built-in dagger, it might lack the same impact."

As expected of Iron Man, his mind was full of unconventional ideas.

Lynn smiled. "You can give it a try. Conduct a survey and make adjustments based on public opinion. It's just a matter of spending a little money."

He jokingly added, "Of course, as your partner, if you ask, I can also help you build a magic sword. Then you can carry two swords—one alloy sword to deal with regular enemies, and one magic sword to face more formidable foes. Wouldn't that be even cooler?"

This setup bore a resemblance to the Witcher's outfit.

Geralt of Rivia, the White Wolf, the Human Piledriver...

And, not to mention, in some ways, he did share similarities with Tony, the playboy. But the image was too grand for some to fathom.

"It's a deal! Once I've evaluated the feasibility of incorporating a melee weapon system, I'll definitely come to you!"

Tony smiled and clinked glasses with Lynn, downing the fine wine in the glass. Then, he noticed that the wine had reappeared in the empty glass. And it was gradually refilling.

"Damn it! I hate magic. It makes me feel like the world of ordinary people is incredibly dull!"

Tony let out a deep sigh, then abruptly said, "What happened tonight, does it have something to do with you? Are you a mutant?!"

"That's right."

Lynn nodded, showing no surprise on his face. There was no way to hide this matter from Tony.

After all, from the very beginning, Lynn had made no secret of his interest in the Hammer Industries Expo, and it was Tony who had obtained the invitation letters for Storm and the others.

With Tony's intelligence, it would have been strange if he hadn't put two and two together.

"So, you already knew about Ivan Vanko's conspiracy? You deliberately asked those mutants to save people to improve the strained relationship between mutants and ordinary people?"

Tony was a little taken aback by Lynn's frankness. "In that case, why didn't you make a move? If you had also intervened, the big guy wouldn't have gotten injured..."

"Logan wasn't injured. It was all an illusion."

Lynn smiled and shook his head.

"An illusion?!"

Tony's whole body trembled, and he looked at Lynn in disbelief. "So... it was all a performance?!"

"Of course not!"

Lynn looked at him with a calm and determined expression. "Ivan Vanko's conspiracy was real, the Iron Soldiers' rebellion was real, and the near-death experience of thousands of people was real..."

"The X-Men risked their lives to save them all. How could it be fake?!"

It had to be said that these were irrefutable facts. Tony's eyes flickered slightly.

"I understand. Creating a scene of tragedy, winning the sympathy of the public, and showing that some mutants are heroic individuals willing to risk their lives to save others in order to change the perception of mutants!"

A strange smile crept onto his lips, and he jokingly remarked, "This is a method used in the business world. Are the X-Men being packaged and marketed like a commodity?"

"Lynn, you're a genius. IIs this the method you're using to gradually change the situation for mutants?"

As expected of an Iron Man with an explosive IQ, he immediately grasped what Lynn was thinking.

"After all the trouble, it turns out I'm working with mutants..."

With Tony's personality, he had no aversion to mutants. He simply looked at Lynn with some doubt. "Why aren't you hiding any of this from me? Just because we're partners?"

"Of course not."

Lynn looked at him with a speechless expression. "Firstly, apart from a small number of mutants, the vast majority of them harbor no ill will towards ordinary people. They are forced into a situation where they have no place to belong due to the treatment they receive from ordinary people. So, I've decided to openly and honestly change the perception of mutants. There's nothing to hide."

"Secondly..."

Having said that, Lynn wore a peculiar expression. "Why do you think we're just partners?"

Tony froze for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"Let me explain. Mutants can be categorized into several types. Among them, Delta-level mutants, who make up the largest group, possess very subtle abilities. They appear no different from ordinary people, but their physical attributes, such as strength, speed, and even intelligence, far surpass those of ordinary individuals."

Lynn explained,"In other words, not all mutants have superpowers. In fact, it can even be said that the reality is quite the opposite."

Tony still didn't fully grasp the concept.

"Think about your father, Tony."

Lynn smiled and finished the rest of his wine. "Mr. Howard Stark, in the technological environment of several decades ago, not only developed the prototype of the Arc Reactor, but also discovered a new element... That's at least a few hundred years ahead of its time, right?"

"One step ahead is genius, ten steps ahead is super genius, but what about one hundred steps ahead?"

"Just intelligence?"

"Is the word 'intelligence' sufficient to describe it?"

"So, have you ever considered..."

Lynn put away his cup and patted Tony on the shoulder. "Your father, Howard Stark, may have been a mutant? And his superpower may have been an incredibly brilliant mind?"

"Could it be that this ability has been passed down to you?"

Those words rang like thunder in Tony's ears.

He stood there, dumbfounded. My dad... a mutant? And that ability passed on to me? That would mean that I am also a mutant?

"What the heck?!"

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