Stark in black rattled off another long stream of nonsense, most of it insulting Strange, leaving Stark baffled once again.
Could the Sorcerer Supreme of this universe be an enemy? Otherwise, why did this Iron Man clone look so furious whenever Strange's name came up?
Stark was not quite sure, because Doctor Schiller from the sanatorium had previously told him that Strange wanted to see him and asked him to visit the Sanctum Sanctorum. That meant the Sorcerer Supreme was not an enemy, but an ally.
Now the two sides' accounts conflicted, but Stark still leaned toward Doctor Schiller's version. An alien with cloning abilities could easily be a spy, and Sowing Discord was hardly impossible. Stark simply did not trust aliens.
With that in mind, Stark offered a few soothing words to the clone before sending him away. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Jarvis, prepare a car. I'm going to the Sanctum Sanctorum."
Stark now felt a special attachment to this world. If it really was Spider-Man's headquarters, then for the sake of those Spider-Men, he needed to do something to stop the tragedies from happening again and again.
Stark decisively rose from his chair, took a deep breath, stretched out in the open space of the laboratory, and asked Jarvis, "Which suit do you think I should wear?"
"You're wearing a suit?"
Jarvis's question left Stark completely confused. Suddenly, he felt a little guilty. Did Iron Man in this universe not like wearing his armor?
Then again, it was hard to say. He was generous enough to let an alien come and go freely in his own base, so there was probably nothing he would not do.
Stark thought that Iron Man in this universe was truly reckless. It was one thing not to remove