The texts kept coming, making it clear just how urgent the situation was.
With no other choice, Feeney pretended to feel unwell and hurriedly asked to leave class under everyone's watchful eyes. Once outside, he found an empty corner and called Tony.
"I need your help with something!"
As soon as the call connected, Tony's urgent voice came through. "Someone's remotely controlling nearly a thousand robots outside Stark Tower. They've surrounded the building..."
"Wait, how many did you say?"
Feeney froze. Nearly a thousand? In the Original Plot, Hammer Industries had made at most ten of each type of robot or so. There hadn't even been a hundred of them in total. How had they ended up with nearly a thousand now?!
"At least seven hundred, by my estimate!"
Tony's voice grew steadier. "If they start wrecking things, the entire United States will be thrown into chaos. If you have a way to deal with them, use it now."
"I..."
Feeney was at a loss for words. These robots were certainly no match for Tony's carefully crafted Armor, made from high-quality materials, but there were still seven or eight hundred of them. Even ants could bring down an elephant if there were enough of them!
"I'll head over and take a look."
Feeney couldn't just ignore a situation like this. If New York were wiped out in an instant, everything that came afterward would be completely out of control.
But before heading to Stark Tower, Feeney went home first. To Skye's confusion, he sent her straight to Kamar-Taj.
Only then did he equip Possessed by Evil Spirit and open a portal to Stark Tower.
Rows of armed robots stood guard at the entrance like security guards. That was why crowds had gathered nearby to gawk at them.
Feeney's arrival drew