Few people knew what brand or model that car was.
Even though it was red, did that necessarily make it a Ferrari?
Seeing that Wanda was fine,
Natasha nodded in relief.
Then she followed Wanda out, and they each returned to their rooms to rest.
..
Meanwhile, in Los Angeles.
Inside a beachfront villa.
Tony leaned back in his chair, having gone the entire night without sleep.
He stared at the Transformers on the virtual panel, lost in thought.
"What kind of technology is this?"
Tony could not figure it out, nor could he understand it for the moment.
But he could not sleep anyway, so he sat there thinking all night.
By the time he was done, dark circles had formed under his eyes, and his hair was a mess from all the times he had grabbed at it.
"Sir, this is not human technology."
At that moment, Friday, who had finally completed the analysis, spoke up.
"Based on ten hours of scans and comparisons against the human technology tree, the red mech's technology does not belong to any known human technology."
"Even revolutionary black technology could not develop a mech like this."
After hearing that,
Tony let out a sigh.
It seemed that no matter how much of a genius he was, there were still even greater geniuses in this world.
Tony actually needed this kind of technology.
But he could not understand it just by looking.
So... Tony decided to try another approach.
"Friday, help me find the owner of that car. I want to pay them a personal visit with complete sincerity."
"Yes, sir."
"Oh, right. Anonymously post all the information I prepared on Osborn Tower online."
"Yes, sir."
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