Did "I" Hit Christine?

Lin Xu ultimately decided not to stay at the New York Sanctum. Such a large Sanctum, with only Daniel, would be too boring.

Of course, the main reason is that he dislikes the Cloak of Levitation and simply wants to avoid seeing it altogether!

At Tony's house.

"Didn't you say you were going out for a walk? Why did you come back?"

Tony wasn't giving his friend from this parallel universe a friendly look, especially after he called him "uncle."

Whose best friend always wants to act like an elder?!

"It was boring, so I came back. It's F.R.I.D.A.Y.. I'll put on some music."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, which song would you like to listen to?"

Let's end the war.

"OK."

Tony was starting to lose his temper. "Is this your home or mine? This is my smart home assistant. Is it like this in your universe too?"

"No, that's not true at all. I've barely exchanged five sentences with JARVIS, and I've never even been to your seaside villa."

"Hmm? Why?"

That place is quite dangerous...

Tony fell silent as he thought of the bombed-out villa.

What do the children's faces look like with hope? Will they have bread?

A moment later, as the song reached its climax, Tony suddenly said, "I'm going to West Asia tomorrow for a charity exchange meeting. Want to come along?"

Lin Xu thought for a moment and then directly refused, "Forget it, I don't have any money. Do you expect me to use your money to put my name on the deed?"

"Alright..."

Early the next morning.

With nowhere else to go, Lin Xu unknowingly wandered into Hell's Kitchen.

With a touch of curiosity, he stood in front of a Chinese restaurant.

Changchun Restaurant.

Lin Xu's heart skipped a beat. This was the shop his deadbeat father owned!

In the original universe, when he transmigrated, his father, Lin Changchun, had already died, leaving Tony alone. Just then, Stark was kidnapped, so he sold the two-story store along with the house in Brooklyn.

And the hotel in this universe is still there.

Another version of myself?

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Lin Xu stepped into the store.

"Welcome, Sir!"

Business seemed to be doing quite well. The two greeters on either side were speaking two languages, though it's possible they were speaking Mandarin because of Lin Xu's appearance.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

"No~" Lin Xu replied directly in Chinese.

The greeting also switched to Chinese: "What is your surname, sir?"

"Forest."

"That's such a coincidence! Our boss also has the surname Lin. In his words, you two might have been from the same family five hundred years ago."

As the greeter spoke, her gaze remained fixed on Lin Xu's face. She was quite surprised; she felt as if she had indeed seen his face somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place it.

"Mr. Lin, it's like this, we have two types of dishes here. One is fusion cuisine, including General Tso's Chicken, Orange Peel Chicken, Shrimp and Lobster Paste..."

"Stop, what about the other one?"

"The other type is traditional Chinese cuisine, with several classic dishes from each of the eight major cuisines. However, due to the cost of ingredients, seasonings, and labor, the prices may be much higher."

"It's fine, this will do."

Okay~

Lin Xu was led to a private room on the second floor and ordered several hometown dishes: twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts, Mapo tofu, eggplant with garlic sauce, shredded pork with young ginger, and handmade meatball soup.

The total cost was $900...

He didn't rush to ask the boss, firstly because he hadn't figured out how to face his other predecessor, one he hadn't possessed.

Well, since we're already here, let's eat first.

Traditional Chinese dining is indeed troublesome; we waited for over forty minutes before there was a knock on the door of the private room.

Knock knock~

"Go in~"

Surprisingly, the person delivering the food was neither a waiter nor a chef, but a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Haha, Mr. Lin, hello! I heard you also..."

Bang~

As they were talking, the man saw Lin Xu's face, and the tray in his hand instantly fell to the ground, splattering Mapo Tofu everywhere, but the middle-aged man didn't care.

He stared blankly at Lin Xu. So alike! Absolutely so!

Lin Xu was also a little stunned; he hadn't expected that it would be Uncle Zhangkong who came to deliver the food.

Lin Changkong was Lin Xu's distant cousin. In his memory, Uncle Zhangkong was a very good person. During the time when his father passed away, it was Uncle Changkong who came to comfort him, and he also helped with the funeral arrangements.

Later, after he became Stark shareholder, he still visited him frequently.

Lin Changkong was at a loss, looking at Lin Xu's face with a mixture of fear and joy. "Xiao Xu, is there still some wish you haven't fulfilled? Uncle Zhangkong will definitely help you."

Lin Xu:...

The meaning of these words couldn't be clearer: it seems that Lin Xu in this universe is gone...

No wonder his face wasn't scanned on F.R.I.D.A.Y....

Lin Xu was somewhat puzzled; which timeline was this?

He changed his tone slightly. "Ahem, sir... I think you've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Lin Fengxian, not some Xiao Xu. And from what you're saying, the Xiao Xu you're talking about should be... well, we need to talk about science now..."

After listening, Lin Changkong fell silent. Yes, Xiao Xu had been dead for more than half a year. There were plenty of people in the world who looked very similar. What was he doing?

"I'm sorry... I lost my temper. I'll have someone clean up right away. This meal is on the house."

"Wait, can you tell me about... Xiao Xu?"

"... good!"

Soon, the two moved to another private room, and Lin Changkong instructed the kitchen to make another serving of Mapo Tofu.

As Lin Xu took out the old wine cup, Lin Changkong's eyes gradually became hazy.

According to him, the process nine years ago was exactly the same as Lin Xu's experience, until Lin Changchun passed away.

Lin Xu didn't sell his house; instead, he worked hard to run the restaurant. With the double-meal model, business was booming. He also started getting into cars, becoming passionate about rally racing and participating in competitions whenever he had free time.

So they invited Lin Changkong to help manage the business. Everything was going well.

Until about six months ago, he drank and drove... and that was it...

Lin Xu finally experienced what Captain America and Tony felt.

"Ahem, when was he in the car accident?"

"I remember it was August 19th last year, and it happened to be the day Captain America betrayed us."

"Please accept my condolences."

"Sigh, I knew this day would come from the moment he took a liking to racing. He even killed a doctor at the Presbyterian Hospital. I heard the other doctor in the car was her fiancé, and he had already resigned from the Presbyterian Hospital. What a tragedy!"

"No, wait a minute, who are you talking about?"

Lin Xu had been somewhat nonchalant, suddenly stood up from his chair.

During the Civil War, a female doctor was killed in a car accident. She was a doctor at the Presbyterian Hospital, and her boyfriend was also a member of the Presbyterian Church. The more I hear this story, the more familiar it seems.