Shit, I stared into my mind's eyes as it was fully available to me, and the crafter urged me on to just take it, use it, build with it. Those thoughts had to be shaken from my head as the insane power trip almost went to my head. No, I couldn't bring that into being, not right now. Element X was a chunk of creation and also the solution to entropy, the only way I could use it was to either up my thinker protections or kill Zion now.
I picked up my mug of mint tea and took a sip, that same sip helped melt my worries away. I would finish my breakfast now and worry about the work to come later.
Things rapidly progressed from there, and before I knew it, I was in my lab staring at a vial of one of Tony's most insane inventions now my own invention. It was two things from both of his most insane moments, and I could freely admit that I just couldn't help myself. Once I started to craft nanotech, I just went full hog, and now I had a tank of bleeding edge endo sym-nanites and a vial of extremist.
I could already see how I would have it meld with my gauntlets before melding with my flesh and bones. I had to make a few modifications since I didn't want to go around shooting repulsor blasts and that damn chest beam was beyond stupid. The gyroscopic jets were something I could get behind and with most of the armor being stored in parts of my body and the wristband, I didn't have to worry about ever being secure.
While I was creating this I had gotten lucky because Tony had been able to get symbiotic parts to craft his armor and for me, Mad Doctor provided all of the necessary knowledge which I used the tesseract to produce with quickness. While I worked on my own version of the armor, I also made sure to include both an exoskeleton of the HulkBuster made with proto-adamantium along with one the size of a Titan Mecha armor. Eventually, I would have to punch an Endbringer in the face so I might as well prepare for the occasion when it happens later.
The real prize of my morning's work was the damn Extremist serum, not the virus that was still acclimating to the genetic sample I had added. When I started this thing, there were just far too many to pick from, so I kept things simple. I just combined Tony's and Arno's versions of Extremist to make my own. From what I could see on the hologram, everything was going peachy, and I had a few things to look forward to.
My enhanced condition would provide me with superhuman everything, regenerative healing, add in some technological interfacing because control over computers and the network was such a Tony thing to do. And that thought jarred me a bit, and I had to make sure that the serum wouldn't screw with my mind. Luckily, I remembered Tony's little god-complex trip and found the little nugget of code that would temper my subjective reasoning skills.
Arno Stark's version of the serum was slated to make me physically immortal, but I didn't really believe it because immortality was subjective, to be honest. I could be immortal and still get my ass erased from reality by the higher powers so it was only just a good back up if anything. When I had finished, I found Arcanine laid out on my laboratory floor and I can't lie and say that I didn't feel bad for my goodest boy. Feeling that it was time to either nut up or shut up, I grabbed the vial off the stand and went bottoms up.
I then dipped my hand into the tub of endo-sym nano sludge and willed it to merge with my body. As I walked away from my lab table, the liquid metal flowed after me and I could only smile as I saw the reflections of the action. The tingle feeling that spread through my body as I gave a whistle pullin the attention of the goodest boy was wholly ignored. With an excited chuff, Arcanine got up and followed along as I went for the service elevator. As we went up to the first floor, a few of the perks of my extremis kicked in. Between one blink and the next, I started to see radio waves and the signals that traveled all round the world unseen to the naked eye.