"Uh, that's it..." Guan Heng was afraid that Tony would see some flaws, so he grabbed the drawings; "What's the point? The ideas of geniuses usually end up with the same goal!"

"No?" Tony said, touching his chin, "I have a strange feeling. This design is very similar to what my dad recorded in his notebook. It is a kind of mechanical principle transformation method!"

"Tsk, this can only prove that my father and I have the same thing. We are all geniuses!" Guan Heng rushed to say, "In addition, Uncle Howard and I may be very close in appearance! I just didn't have a beard!"

"Well, you look very similar to my dad?" Tony looked down at the drawings, suddenly woke up and looked up angrily, "You Takuma takes advantage of me again!"

"Hahaha! Forget it, I'm not kidding!" Guan Heng stopped laughing and said, "Hurry up and help me transform. I still want to ride with the Phoenix Girl for a ride!"

Tony sighed and said with a little jealousy: "You have been proud recently and always let me work for nothing, but my new energy reactor has made no progress. Alas, I have some short-circuited thinking recently and can't figure it out!" As he said that, he leaned on the back of the chair, shouted with his hands and pillows: "Ahhh! I'm so annoying!"

"Actually, aren't you Uncle Howard's notes?" Guan Heng turned his eyes, "There should be clues on it, such as patterns, square, round, etc. You might get inspiration from it!"

"You said it's light!" Tony replied, rubbing his swollen forehead, "Any pattern can be...wait!"

He suddenly shouted, "You mean the pattern on the notebook?!"

Tony then opened the drawer, flipped through the notebook, and then his eyes were frozen on a certain page. Bang! He punched the table with a punch: "That's it! Hahaha! There's a way to solve it now!"

"Guan Heng, you are really my lucky star!" Tony rushed over and hugged him, but Guan Heng pushed him away!

"Get away!" Guan Heng's face was full of disgust, "It's so dirty! His saliva is almost spraying on my face!"

"I'm going to go into an independent laboratory to retreat soon!" Tony said, "I guess I won't be able to come out for several days in a row! Don't disturb me, I refuse to meet!"

"Hey! What should I do if my motorcycle is renovated?" Guan Heng shouted, "Don't give up!"

"Isn't Jarvis still there?" Tony irresponsibly pushed his work to the level smart housekeeper, "Right, Lao Jia! I'm entrusting you with all my power!"

"Okay, Mr. Tony!" Jarvis replied suddenly, "I am willing to serve Mr. Guan Heng!"

A moment later, Jarvis informed Guan Heng, who was holding a teacup and drinking lightly: "Your speed renovation has been handed over to the workshop of the automatic factory, please rest assured!"

"Thank you, Lao Jia! You are so capable!" Guan Heng said with a smile.?????▲? ★   ?

"Hmm..." Jarvis made a hesitant voice through the loudspeaker, as if he was about to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong?" Guan Heng has a very good impression of this extremely humanized level intelligence! So he often chats with him: "Say whatever he wants!"

"Can you tell me the story I didn't finish last time?" Jarvis asked. "I like this story very much, but just heard it at the beginning of the last time, you hurried away because of an urgent matter!"

"Of course! By the way, where did I talk about it?" Guan Heng couldn't remember where to start.

"Well, suddenly, the unfortunate little boy Bruce, whose parents were killed by bad people, and they depended on the old housekeeper for life, that's all!" Jarvis replied.

"Okay, I'll continue to talk!" Guan Heng sat leisurely on the chair and took out the tone of a storyteller: "...After the funeral, the old butler Alfred became Bruce's only relative. He taught the boy not to give up hope, not to be swallowed by the darkness, and took Bruce out of his darkest and youthful years!"

"After that, Bruce realized that he wanted to use darkness as a cover to protect the public, so he grew up and traveled around the world, learned his skills everywhere, and became a hero in his city!" Guan Heng's teacup was empty and he put it on the table, "The story came to an end when it came to this point!"

"What a wonderful story!" exclaimed the intelligent butler, "Although it starts with misfortune, it does not end with misfortune!"

"But..." Lao Jia said, "Why do I feel...why? I think the plot is very familiar!"

"Haha, of course!" Guan Heng chuckled, "If Tony is compared to Bruce, you are his Aff! The two young rich men, who have both lost their parents, have the best butler!"

"No, you are acclaimed!" Old Jia's tone was a little sad, "I am just an intelligent butler, without flesh and blood, I am not real! I will never be as good as Aff!"

Jarvis said this, his tone was filled with human sadness.

"You are wrong Lao Jia. At least I don't think you are just a smart butler. You are my brother and Tony's most powerful backing and pillar!" Guan Heng did not agree with Lao Jia's inferiority complex. "Listen, maybe it's not like his father, but more like a friend. There is still the strongest true bond between you and Tony, and no one can break it up and cut it!"

"Thank you, Guan Heng!" Lao Jia said with some emotion, "At this moment, I long to have a hand so that I can hold you tightly, really!"

"Haha, congratulations to you, Lao Jia!" Guan Heng smiled, "You have already developed a level of intelligence and you know? Sooner or later, we will have a face-to-face conversation!"

"I'll give you a good word! But I'm still doing my duty now!" Lao Jia's tone became cheerful, "At present, everyone needs me to be an honest and reliable butler, which is what I'm best at!"

"Yeah, please ask me about the speed! I'll come and see it in two days!" Guan Heng stood up, "The tea is good, thank you for the hospitality!"

"Your story is also good!" Lao Jia replied, "Remember to tell me more next time!"

Time flies, and it is the next dusk, and Howard sends Guan Heng a black stone box.

"Open and take a look!" said the bearded ghost.

Bang, Guan Heng lifted the box cover and immediately showed a disappointed expression: "Didn't Hela say that he used the thirteen soul-bound chains in the country of Death to form a single wave?"

He used two fingers to twist a small chain in the stone box: "This thing is not much thicker than a toothpick, what can you do? But it's quite heavy to buy it!"
Chapter completed!