God on Earth

At 3:20 in the morning, downstairs from Heisenberg Mansion, Pepper Potts waited quietly with a smile on her face.

No one knew how long she had been waiting. In any case, by the time Tony was carried out by Happy, Pepper's eyes were practically on fire.

"Let go of me! Seriously... how could I possibly drink less than him?!"

Tony's polished leather shoes had already been dragged across the pavement. The surface that had once been shiny enough to use as a mirror was now scuffed and ruined.

But even drunk out of his mind, the instant he saw Pepper—

"Damn Heisenberg, if you've got the guts, pour me another drink, I... Oh my God, Pepper?!"

Whoosh!

Stark instantly stood ramrod straight.

"What would you like to do, Mr. Stark?"

Pepper asked gently.

Tony pursed his lips and instinctively tugged at his collar.

"I... really drank too much!"

Thud!

He toppled stiffly into the car.

Happy lowered his head and tried to squeeze into the car, but Pepper completely blocked him outside.

"You drive my car back. I want to take him home myself. It's rare for him not to bring home one of those pieces of trash from the magazines tonight!"

As soon as Pepper finished speaking, Happy immediately gave Stark a sympathetic look.

The unconscious Stark silently twitched the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the signal from Stark telling him not to leave, Happy decisively followed his heart.

"I'll leave the keys and the boss to you. Have fun, you two!"

With that, he vanished in an instant...

Watching Happy walk away, Pepper smiled helplessly, then sat in the driver's seat of the Koenigsegg.

She started the engine, stepped on the gas, and the car slowly pulled away.

Just then, Pepper froze.

"Huh?"

She patted Tony on the arm.

"Did I drink as much as you did? Why does it look like someone up in the sky is waving at us?"

Hearing that, Tony reluctantly opened his bleary eyes and glanced in the direction Pepper was pointing.

Of course, Tony knew that was Heisenberg.

He was floating in the middle of the intersection, saying goodbye to him.

But wasn't that bastard being a little too blatant?

Couldn't he hide his identity at least a little? Did he really have to show off his powers and steal the attention that should have belonged to him?

The more he thought about it, the more the drunk Iron Man snapped awake and shot upright.

Don't forget, his portable armor was still on him.

That was also why Pepper dared to drive Tony home herself without worrying about him being kidnapped or robbed.

But now, Tony's portable armor, the Mark V, burst straight out of the Koenigsegg and flew toward Heisenberg's figure.

In the eyes of countless reporters watching Iron Man, Iron Man charged with unstoppable momentum toward a man floating in the sky!!!

And in the next instant—

Boom!!!

The incredibly violent shockwave sent Pepper's hair flying wildly.

Pepper was completely dumbfounded. What had just happened?

For some reason, Tony had flown into the sky. Good thing the car was a convertible...

Then Tony returned to the car, except a burly man in pajamas had pressed down on his head and chest, forcibly pushing him from the sky back into the car?

This burly man?

Pajamas?

That suggestive position?

Tony was actually underneath him...

"Waaah!"

Pepper nearly burst into tears.

Fortunately, the burly man quickly explained.

"Pepper Potts, tsk tsk, Iron Man's little sweetheart.

I'm Heisenberg. Sorry for getting this bastard a little too drunk. Please bear with him!"

"Bear with him, of course. So can you let Tony go now?"

"Provided he won't randomly charge at me again!"

Heisenberg smiled as he released Tony.

Then he floated in front of the Koenigsegg and raised a conspicuous middle finger at Tony.

"Bye-bye, Tony Can't-Hold-His-Liquor..."

"Fuck you, Heisenberg, fuck you..."

Tony sluggishly raised his hand in response.

With that, Heisenberg flew away with a smile, soon stopping outside his own mansion.

A few reporters wanted to crowd around him, but Heisenberg merely shook his head at them.

"Go chase that drunk playboy. Don't waste your energy on me. I need to go find my own fun too!"

After saying that, Heisenberg shot into the sky.

By the time the reporters began searching for Heisenberg's location in shock—

He was already in bed with the two prettiest girls.

After a little exercise through the night, Heisenberg climbed out of bed and pushed away the hands and legs of the two women.

After shoving aside the octopus-like obstacles, Heisenberg strode naked all the way into the Swimming Pool.

The moment he jumped into the water, Heisenberg muttered in his heart.

"Dispose of all bodily fluids I've left outside. What's the price?"

"0.62 cubic meters."

"OK!"

Ignoring the system's possible complaints, Heisenberg directly pushed the system's value much closer to a certain brand named Du.

Poor system...

And poor S.H.I.E.L.D. too...

Only one day had passed, yet the countless Heisenberg saliva cells and other samples they had collected had completely vanished.

Enough about S.H.I.E.L.D. Let's get back to Heisenberg.

After swimming for a while, Heisenberg noticed Barbara dealing with the two women he had plowed last night.

But the two women no longer had any of last night's seductive charm.

After all, after fighting a Kryptonian all night, who would still have any strength left?

Besides, Barbara had directly brought thugs into the villa to throw them out!

The women, rudely awakened from bed, were furious. They kept shouting that they wanted Heisenberg to come say goodbye to them.

But Barbara didn't fall for that. She directly had her female thugs drag the women away along with the bedsheets...

After a while, the rooftop fell quiet once more.

Barbara frowned and walked to the edge of the Swimming Pool with a towel in hand.

"You really have the heart to make me take out your trash every day?"

"What do you want to do instead, be trash?"

Heisenberg asked with a smile, then floated straight out of the pool.

Not caring whether Barbara was staring or not, Heisenberg took the towel, casually dried himself off, wrapped it around his waist, and walked toward the lounge chair.

"I really didn't expect you to become this lazy. Back when you were at S.H.I.E.L.D., you were so arrogant that I thought you couldn't wait to do something to the world!"

Looking at Heisenberg strolling lazily ahead of her, Barbara couldn't help sighing.

Hearing Barbara's words, Heisenberg replied without turning around.

"What did you think I was going to do, blow up Earth? You should know that sunbathing is the most serious business!"

As he spoke, Heisenberg threw himself back under the blazing sunlight.

"Aren't you going to check on your Nightclub? Billy is asking about the theme for the next issue."

"Of course I am. Here!"

Heisenberg's figure flashed. In an instant, he appeared beside a storage cabinet, pulled out a camera, and tossed it to Barbara.

"There's an embarrassing picture of Tony Stark inside. Develop it into a promotional poster. The next theme will be the Age of Iron!"

"Mm-hmm. Poor Iron Man, he looks like he's about to cry from fright!"

"Haha, that's right, Barbara. From another angle, he looks more constipated!"

"Tony will hate you for the rest of his life!"

"Am I scared?"

While Heisenberg luxuriated under the sun and absorbed solar radiation, Tony had also climbed out of bed.

As usual, his first instinct was to shake off his bed partner's hand.

Because he was a playboy. He would never love any woman he had slept with again...

"Huh?"

"Pepper?"

"Oh my God!"

"What the fuck did I do?"

What was I just thinking?

Never love again?

No, no, no...

This is amazing!

Tony went blank...

Because the person lying beside him now... was his beloved Little Pepper.

At that moment, Little Pepper also woke from her sleep.

They got dressed and washed up. For some reason, neither of them discussed what had happened the night before. Instead, they naturally did what they were supposed to do.

It was as if they had been together for a long time.

Little did they know, last night had only been their first time.

But this time, after Pepper finished cleaning up the dishes and finally changed into her work outfit—

"Tony... your chest..."

Little Pepper finally couldn't stop herself from asking.

Once upon a time, she and Tony had never truly gone that far.

But last night, after seeing everything she was supposed to see—

She had been terrified by the reactor in Tony's chest!

More precisely, she had seen that reactor many times before. A glowing circle alone wasn't enough to scare her.

But now, around the reactor in Tony's chest, there were black marks that looked like spiderwebs. What exactly were they?

Hearing Little Pepper's question, Tony's hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly.

"A little trouble, but it's easy to solve."

"Is that so? I really want to believe you, but you aren't good at lying to me, Tony!"

"Mm-hmm. No one would want to deceive an angel fallen into the mortal world. Trust me!"

"Then tell me... all right..."

In the end, Pepper did not press further, because she knew Tony Stark too well.

The more she pushed, the less honest he would be. For some things, asking Tony himself was worse than secretly asking the artificial intelligence J.A.R.V.I.S. when Tony wasn't around.

So Pepper quietly changed the subject.

"That man from last night?

The one who could fly and was even stronger than your armor. Is he one of your superhero partners?"

Pepper chose a fairly good opening and asked Tony.

At the mention of Heisenberg, Tony immediately turned serious.

He fell silent for a long while, then shook his head.

"Partner? Not even close. He might even become an enemy!"

"Hm?"

Pepper was somewhat confused.

"You two didn't look like enemies last night."

"That was only last night. He... there's no mercy in his eyes. We won't walk the same path!"

As he spoke, Tony clapped his hands, and J.A.R.V.I.S. immediately turned on the television.

The news channel was excitedly airing every piece of news related to Heisenberg.

Including Whiplash, whom Heisenberg had killed, and Iron Man, whom Heisenberg had pressed back into the car.

Tony did not care about the humiliating fact that Heisenberg had subdued him last night.

He pulled out the video of Heisenberg killing Whiplash and played it over and over.

"If it were me, I would only defeat him, then send him to prison and let him receive the lesson he deserved under the law.

But Heisenberg..."

Tony shook his head heavily once again.

"He simply doesn't care!"

After saying that, Tony sat back down on the sofa and pressed the back of his head hard against it.

Whether he was thinking of Heisenberg or last night's hangover, his head hurt terribly.

Pepper pursed her lips and quietly stepped forward to massage Tony's temples.

Drawing strength from the warmth his lover gave him, Tony pulled himself together and continued.

"Superman, we've all read those comics, but no matter how much we liked that hero in them, no one wanted an invincible God on Earth to suddenly appear in reality.

What's more, Heisenberg was not Superman at all. He had none of Superman's compassion or kindness toward the people of Earth.

At best, he was an Injustice Superman!

But I had to admit, for Earth, an Injustice Superman was far more terrifying than Superman!"