Originally.
Ian is still digesting the abilities he just acquired.
An imperceptible stream of light rose from the core of the slime and merged into Ian's body. A strange and powerful information poured into his mind, which was about the essential structure of the symbiote.
and energy conversion methods.
[Active Mimicry Armor: This Mimicry has the ability to repair and regenerate itself. It can simulate and fuse any material structure it has come into contact with, and independently generate weapons, armor, flying organs and other structures according to combat needs.]
This is the new Mimicry message.
Just when Ian was happily trying it.
He had just used the active armor Mimicry to put on a windy armor for himself.
Never thought about it.
The next moment.
Changes occur suddenly.
An erratic picture frame appeared in the sky, and in the illusory scene like a scroll, God of Symbiotes, God of Darkness, and Knull hidden in the story appeared.
Perhaps it's because Carnage's power was absorbed by Ian, as if it was about to issue judgment on the life outside the frame,
To show that he still has the power to influence reality.
Only seen.
Knull's finger points forward.
There is no sound.
No light effect.
The dark purple energy was like a divine punishment, tearing apart the space silently and fatally, rushing toward the real world outside the frame. At that moment, the whole world seemed to have been pressed on the mute button, and even the wind stopped flowing, leaving only the darkness Divine Power that was enough to Annihilation all things, and came straight towards Ian standing on the ground in reality.
"Be careful!"
As a hero who was still able to stand and think, Thor felt the terrible power coming. He yelled at Ian, with unprecedented tension and solemnity in his voice.
Mjolnir reappeared in the hands of Thor.
Lightning bolt.
He is ready to support.
However, Ian reacted faster - light is the nemesis of darkness. Ian, who thanks the sun Evil God, is certainly not afraid of darkness, but his eyes do not shine with the brilliance of the sun at this time.
"Ahhhhhhh~"
Ian just chose to fly into the sky and meet the opponent's pure energy. This was obviously a gift from nature. He opened his mouth like a young bird.
That is not an ordinary mouth, but a posture that is close to swallowing everything!
A strange swirling light lit up deep in the boy's throat.
It was like a crack leading to the endless void. The Destruction sexual energy from God of Darkness Knull was actually "swallowed" by Ian at this moment!
[Swallowing dark energy, Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +119]
[Swallowing dark energy, Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +120]
[Swallowing dark energy, Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +110]
Energy bombarded Ian's face.
Can't finish it.
Couldn't finish it at all.
Because his mouth was not big enough, a lot of energy leaked out and poured onto his face, giving his handsome face a wave of special facial masks from the God of Darkness.
[Berserker XP+8]
[Berserker XP+8]
[Berserker XP+8]
Very stable facial massage.
However, the experience value obtained by Entropy Annihilation Lord is obviously much lower.
Very uneconomical.
Because of this.
"Can this still happen?"
Under the dumbfounded gaze of Thor.
Ian had a thought in his mind.
Countless sticky Mimicry substances from Carnage and venom began to surge. They were just Mimicry information enslaved by Ian and would not be interfered by God of Symbiotes.
Under the control of Ian's thoughts.
They slowly extended and climbed along the lower part of the neck towards Ian's face. Between twisting and squirming, Ian's face was covered with an extremely "twisted" mask.
Mimicry mask helps Ian enlarge her delicate mouth.
Ever since.
[Swallowing dark energy, Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +220]
[Swallowing dark energy, Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +230]
[Swallowing dark energy, Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +198]
His "bloody mouth" effect is outstanding.
It gave him a little more energy to swallow.
Delicious.
Really delicious.
Ian looks very excited.
This scene made Thor fly into the sky and prepare to support him. He was confused. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should take action or not. As expected, the Evil God in front of him who abducted him to become a believer really had a lot of tricks. Compared with the figure Throne of Bones high in the sky, he had many evil ways.
"I don't understand-"
The electric light surging all over Thor's body gradually went out. His level of utilization of his Asgard brain was never as good as Ian's, and he looked like a dumbfounded fool.
In fact, not only Thor felt this shock, but even Knull himself noticed something was wrong.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Lv9[2422/2560]]
Just when Ian [Entropy Annihilation Lord]'s professional level was about to be improved, Knull's body leaned forward obviously, he frowned and stopped delivering the express.
The dark purple ability is instantly extinguished.
Ian's "bloody mouth" lost its feeding.
"Galactus."
Knull slowly stood up from Throne of Bones, and the dark armor collided with a creepy metal friction sound. He stared at Ian, the purple flames in his eyes beating violently.
The misunderstandings never seem to stop.
I used to be from Asgard.
Now it is Galactus.
Ian didn't mean to explain. He was like an insatiable glutton, eager to pounce on the scroll, "A little more! Just a little! Don't be stingy! Give me another bite to help me practice!"
The tongue became very long under the cover of Mimicry's mask, and Ian got closer and closer.
Knull in the frame frowned.
God of Darkness, who rules countless symbionts, actually took half a step back at this moment.
"Give me a little more! Give me a little more and I'll die!" Ian flew higher and higher, and was about to approach the edge of the scroll. He even stretched out his hand, as if to peel off the scroll and get in.
A bang!
God of Darkness Knull reacted in time. The scroll twisted violently, as if it had been frightened, and instantly shrank into a thin line, followed by a sound like a book closing with a "snap".
The picture frame like a comic grid disappeared, and the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared.
In this battle, there were no earth-shattering explosions or blazing bombardments. What was there was just a mouth and a boy who dared to face the gods and swallow Divine Power.
Faced with such a situation.
God of Darkness Knull, who was used to fighting and killing, and wanted to regain his position, chose to take a long-term view. Ian jumped into the air and hung in mid-air, with a face full of anger and rage on his "savage" face with a big bloody mouth.
"Why doesn't anyone believe me? I obviously love telling the truth so much! I basically don't like lying!" He started to lie to himself in the air, not to mention how depressed he looked. In fact, this is normal. When he was about to level up, his experience points were lost.
It would probably be very uncomfortable for anyone else.
God of Darkness Knull ran too fast.
Ian is not given a chance to stay at all - fortunately, Ian is now different from what it used to be. He is no longer a penniless young man and has begun to possess some real foundation.
"Gu Gu Gu~"
While slowly falling from the sky.
Ian took out a thermos cup and took a few sips at the mouth of the thermos cup. Countless dust mist that was difficult for ordinary people to see got into his big mouth.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +29]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +41]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord experience value +32]
This is the foundation!
Even though Kryptonian Ancient God is now curled up into a ball and entering a defensive state while sleeping, Ian can still draw some strength from him every once in a while.
[Level up!]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Lv10[3/5120]]
[Strength:311-
-330]
[Physique: 350-
-372]
[Intelligence: 23.5--25.0]
[Spirit:120--129]
With the increase in level, Ian's attributes increased again, and the panel value increased slightly. He was slightly calmed down by the attitude of God of Darkness Knull.
"Much more comfortable."
Ian exhaled a sigh of satisfaction.
"??????" Thor stood not far away, holding three unconscious teammates in one hand. Captain America, Doctor Strange and Spider-Woman fainted directly under the suppression of the divine power just now.
Now it looks like three salted fish washed ashore by the waves.
Thor lay limply in three large vegetable baskets and carried it in his hands.
"No, this-"
Asgard's chef prince probably lacks these weird kitchen utensils the most. He holds a hammer in his other hand and watches Ian screw on the thermos cup with a dull look on his face.
There was a slight hesitation.
Thor stepped forward anyway.
He stared at the thermos cup in Ian's hand for several seconds.
"What were you drinking just now?"
The son of Odin finally couldn't help but ask. He had tried his best to convince himself that he was wrong.
But he can deceive his eyes but not his brain.
"Tea."
Ian's "ferocious" mask was still maintained, and he tried to spit out his tongue wrapped by Mimicry Armor, which was probably as long as an arm.
Thor hesitated to speak, and took a closer look at the thing floating in the cup - it seemed to be a curled-up, golden-red little person, rising and falling with the shaking of the cup.
As if in deep sleep.
It was tossed over and over and hit against the cup without making a sound.
"That's a soul, right? A divine soul, a god's soul---" Thor's tone was trembling. He hated that his knowledge on the mysterious side was still fairly profound.
Facing Thor, whose eyes started to look a little frightened.
Ian knows that he should explain a little.
"This is called Tea Treasure, which is similar to a tea pet. Only the highest-grade tea leaves can breed it." Ian explained seriously. He had already noticed Thor's fear.
This guy is probably afraid that Ian will use him to make tea.
Little did I know.
The Evil God of the new era will never harm its own believers.
Every believer is the precious wealth of the new era Evil God.
"I'm a chef, and I know what tea is very well. You-" Thor had just finished speaking, and he swallowed it back. Xia Ranzhi's words were somewhat indescribably complicated.
He stared at Ian for three seconds, then looked down at the sleeping soul - with its golden-red light and sun-like warmth, he suspected that what was in the cup was the real Sun God.
And Ian.
It is probably a dream to be Sun God - super Evil God! The scene just now where this Evil God faced off against another Evil God,
Thor feels that he will probably never forget it in this life.
Another Evil God was simply thrown away by this Evil God in a more evil way! At this moment, Thor realized why his father did not rescue him Evil God's lair. It is estimated that Nine Realms and the powerful Odin will not be able to deal with the people in front of them. After all, the Evil God that appeared before is even more powerful than Asgard. God King is much more powerful.
Although Thor is very reluctant to accept that his father is not the strongest, he now has to face reality. The boy who mysteriously appeared in his back garden may not be a simple character.
"Your tea - it looks delicious?" Thinking of this, Thor changed his previous straightforwardness, chose to play dumb, and praised dryly.
"It's okay."
Ian smacked his lips.
"I just can't drink more than a few sips a day."
He felt a little sorry.
Kryptonian Ancient God is too stingy.
He is actually more guarded when he is asleep than when he is awake.
Perhaps this is the expression of true nature.
"...
Thor heard the words and opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment. He remembered that Asgard seemed to have a place after death, and now he just hoped that in this life he would not let Evil God in front of him know this secret.
Otherwise his grandfather.
Grandpa's grandpa.
I'm afraid they will all become the so-called Tea Treasure.
"They're coming."
Ian suddenly spoke.
"Who's coming?"
Thor I thought there was another enemy, but at this moment, sirens sounded in the distance, and NYPD vehicles were driving towards us, obviously coming to clean up the mess.
"It will only appear after the fact. These policemen learned their skills very quickly and have already regained their superpowers."
Ian said that he soared directly into the sky.
Thor waved his own Mjolnir and followed closely.
The sun sets in the west.
The city returned to a brief period of calm.
Not just the police.
The NYPD cordon has just been raised.
Reporters have swarmed in like sharks smelling blood. Carrying cameras and microphones, they quickly surrounded the ruins that had just experienced a tragic battle.
"This is <Daily Bugle> live report!" A female reporter wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood in front of the camera. Behind her were the blackened cracks and half-melted building debris remaining on the street.
"Just half an hour ago, Manhattan once again broke out into a supernatural battle, and according to eyewitness descriptions, the previous Child of Hope appeared at the scene of the disaster again!"
"He saved everything again and defeated the evil monster. Perhaps, as some people have speculated, he is the messenger sent to the world by God."
"It's the god who came to earth."
"Also our first superhero."
In this era when superheroes were just born, reporters obviously praised Ian to the fullest, which was different from other superheroes' views on Ian Evil God.
They think Ian is the messenger of God.
It's God of Mankind.
That's a big deal.
At the same time.
Ian, who landed again outside the door of Sanctum Sanctorum, also felt that his empty mind was once again filled with a lot of magic power, which was the reward of people's faith.
"Better than nothing." Ian still has a lot of world-building ideas that require magic power. If he hadn't been able to stay in this world for too long, he would have even wanted to compete with New Tony in the ring and run for king.
Standing on the street outside Sanctum Sanctorum.
Ian even found that no one recognized him.
His mood was slightly frustrated, and he looked up thoughtfully at the Sanctum Sanctorum plaque, and determined that it must be Sanctum Sanctorum's hidden magic that delayed him from signing autographs for his Marvel fans.
"Your naming talent is really bad." Ian stared at the top of Sanctum Sanctorum's door. There was actually nothing there.
But now I see the plaque of [Evil Eye Alliance].
"I don't think this name is good either. Northern Gods Alliance sounds the best." Thor landed on the ground with three vegetable baskets and hung his own Mjolnir on his waist.
The name he mentioned made Ian feel a little hard to comment.
"I don't think it's very good either."
Ian looked at Thor with a slightly strange look. The name Northern Gods Alliance reminded him of a Shiba Inu, for Glory of the Northern Gods or something.
Regarding this.
Of course Thor cannot understand what Ian is thinking.
He just sighed.
"Because you, as the boss, did not leave an organization name, so now a rotating naming system is implemented here. One, three and five are Evil Eye Alliance, and two, four and six are Northern Gods Alliance."
Unexpectedly, this small group actually talked about freedom and democracy.
Ian raised his eyebrows.
"What about the weekend?"
He knows that the number Thor represents the day of the week.
"Weekend off."
Thor shrugged, speechless, "That's why it's called "Gwen's Happy House"."
Said.
He shook the three vegetable baskets in his hands.
"It's not easy to get this little girl to join us. Doctor Strange said she was your dependent. After a lot of coercion and inducement, she didn't succeed. I paid her a salary before she agreed to join us."
"One gold coin per week is actually quite cost-effective." Thor told how they managed to get Gwen to join the Evil God organization after Ian left last time.
There is no operation or technology.
Only krypton gold.
Nine Realms The most important thing for the good boys of the King's family is gold coins.
"You should give her more money. She has paid a lot for you." Ian did not deny Thor's statement. The relationship between him and Gwen was indeed closer than that with other believers.
"Is that so?"
Thor didn't know what Gwen paid, but he felt that Ian's words were reasonable. After all, he usually paid a gold coin when he took a taxi when he went out.
Just when the crown prince was considering how much salary he should pay Gwen.
"I am your god. I have the final say on what the organization should be called." Ian has grown tired of that vulgar sign.
His eyes suddenly lit up with two extremely bright golden lights.
Fiery rays spurted out.
Accurately bombarded the plaque.
It did not melt and burn the entire plaque, but under the extremely precise control of Ian, the old name was completely erased, and then a new name was slowly carved on it.
[New·Justice League]
The golden text shines with the divine Holy Light brilliance.
Ian left some magic on it.
So that it will always look golden.
"Tomorrow remember to ask Dr. Stephen Strange to register the copyright of this name to prevent the defendant from infringing it." Ian issued his first oracle as Evil God.
"Uh, okay."
Thor was a little confused, but still nodded in agreement.
"Why do we have to call it this name? Wouldn't it be better to just call it Justice League?" He didn't quite understand Ian's naming method, but he could also feel Ian's persistence in this name.
"Because Justice League infringed, and there is a sad history hidden behind it. This new word represents my ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi."
Ian showed a sad expression.
His expression of melancholy, pain, annoyance, and even a sense of despair aroused curiosity in Thor's heart, but he did not dare to ask questions. He could only make up an ancient plot in his mind, in which Ian once established Justice League, and then Justice League was destroyed for some reason.
"My condolences to Suncheol."
Thor offered words of comfort.
"????"
Ian doesn't quite understand why Thor suddenly used a low bubble sound, but it doesn't matter. He is also thinking about it, thinking that he has proved his future with the new Justice League.
Veterans will definitely regret rejecting his application!
"Let's not talk about this for now. I still have something to ask Teacher Tony." Just as Ian was about to enter, he knew that every corner of Sanctum Sanctorum was decorated with projection equipment by New Tony.
"That android has been a little crazy recently." Thor New Tony followed Ian to enter. Suddenly, a brilliant streak of light opened in the sky.
"Ah?"
Thor looks up.
A Bifrost spanning the sky and the earth emerged in the sky, flowing with brilliance, as if connecting reality and myth, and crashed into the middle of the street like a neon light falling from the sky.
A charred circle of runes was burned out on the asphalt pavement, and the energy aftermath of Bifrost caused several nearby cars to frantically read their alarms.
The figure of Asyunde's sister-in-law, Heimdall, emerged in the light.
His golden armor shines brightly.
The bright eyes are even brighter than Ian's eyes.
This guy's mouth was moving, as if he was sending some kind of secret "telegram" to Thor. Thor's complexion instantly brightened, and his whole person looked full of panic.
"There is something urgent at home. I have to go back first." He quickly put the three vegetable baskets containing Spider-Woman, Captain America and Doctor Strange on the ground.
He rushed into Bifrost without looking back.
The colorful beams of light began to fade.
The light beam disappears.
The streets have also returned to calm.
The somewhat confused Ian was left standing there. He didn't even understand what this sudden situation meant. He only saw a fat kid of several hundred pounds who was in a hurry to get home.
"Odin cut off his "credit card"?" If that's the case, Ian wouldn't be surprised. After all, Thor's speed of spending money is indeed a bit too wasteful.
"It can't be that Mr. and Mrs. Odin have given birth to a new heir, right?" Ian muttered and turned around, picking up the vegetable basket on the ground.
He walked towards the door of the new Justice League headquarters which he had pushed open.
It is in this spirit.
Captain America suddenly dreamed in the vegetable basket.
"Hydra... Don't rob me of my pension..."
Good guy.
Just like Ian can't forget Justice League, Captain America can't forget his own pension. The novel Ian temporary soap Thor is forgotten.
He put three vegetable baskets directly on the ground. He was about to use first aid to save a few people and asked if Captain America's pension was really stolen by Hydra.
However.
Before he could take action.
Then I heard a loud and angry shout.
"Who are you! Who asked you to come in!?" The extremely loud voice was full of questions. Ian turned his head and saw an employee wearing a bright yellow cleaner's uniform standing on the spiral staircase. The man was holding a mop in his left hand and a toilet brush in his right hand. The four embroidered characters "God of Cleaning" above his head shone under the chandelier.
The most amazing thing is the tool belt he wears around his waist - steel balls, toilet cleaning tools, and rubber gloves. He looks like Batman in the housekeeping industry, with two piercing eyes that are very conspicuous on his dark face.
Full of vigilance.
"I am the master here."
Ian took advantage of Doctor Strange not waking up, and directly occupied the disciple's nest, his tone was full of self-righteousness. His words were not recognized, and all he got in exchange was a sneer from the black cleaning staff.
"You can't fool me by a guy who hides his head and shows his tail. I know the owner of this place. He is in your woven basket now.
You must have knocked him unconscious in an attempt to steal some of the property here."
"Guys like you can't hide it from me. I'm a veteran of World War II and I've caught countless spies." The cleaner rushed down the stairs in one stride.
The toilet brush in his hand was pointed directly at the tip of Ian's nose,
"Did you see the floor tiles? I've waxed them three times, and this shoplifting suit of yours is covered in some shit. Do you know how much my real boss will deduct my salary?"
"And this Halloween mask of yours?" The cleaner kept talking, Ian opened the mask's bloody mouth directly,
The cleaner was so frightened that he backed away and sat down on the ground.
"Damn it! It's the Superman class!"
His reaction was also quite quick.
He actually immediately took out a uZI submachine gun from under his cleaner's uniform.
"Thief, if you don't get out! I'm going to call the police to arrest you!" The black cleaner did not pull the trigger immediately, but threatened Ian with his ruthless wolf face.
"Just now, a guy called the Black God came to beat me, and now he's gone." Ian appeared in front of the black cleaner in the blink of an eye.
"Don't call the police. Even if you call your great-grandfather who lived during the War of Independence to arrest me, he would still have to go Siberia to grow cotton." Ian's hands were moving at a speed that seemed impossible to catch.
The black cleaner only felt that his eyes were blurred.
The submachine gun in his hand suddenly became lighter and lighter.
The next second.
The cleaner looked down and saw that the entire gun had become a pile of precision parts and was placed on the ground like a disassembled LEGO toy, leaving only a lonely grip in his hand.
"You..."
The cleaner was shocked.
What did he want to say?
But he found that the thief, who was wrapped in a squirming suit, had the "ferocious" mask pressed against the tip of his nose, as if he was carefully studying his face.
The thief's eyes flashed with an ominous light.
Gudong.
The sound of the cleaner's throat rolling was particularly clear in the silent entrance.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want." He threw the handle of the gun on the ground decisively and raised his hand, "It's just a loss of six thousand and five dollars. I really can't put in any effort."
Finished.
The old black man suddenly grabbed his fist and hit his chin with a standard uppercut. With a muffled "bang", he fell straight back.
All I can say is that he is a veteran of World War II.
This operation is simply a smooth operation.
Can't find any lag or hesitation.
Cruel is really cruel.
Ian bent down and picked up a driver's license from the cleaner's pocket. Sure enough, just as his intuition told him, a familiar name was clearly engraved on the driver's license.
[Nick Foer]
This is definitely a familiar name.
Nick Foer.
His full name is Nicholas Joseph Foer. He is one of the main characters of Marvel Universe, a genetically modified warrior of Project SSS, and an army colonel of United States during World War II.
He is also the keeper of secrets and the voyeur of secrets.
Of course.
These are all identities in the exact Marvel Universe.
And in today's universe.
Who can imitate this? The big black guy who was supposed to be the Aegis is now working as a cleaner here. He really picked up the craftsmanship that his ancestors had after they traveled across the ocean!
The world of New Marvel that was born after reading the finger once again deeply shocked Ian.
"Because there is no crime, so there is no need for Aegis to wipe it? However, it is a bit magical that such an awesome spy leader can only be reduced to a cleaner."
Ian didn't believe that this was Destiny's choice. If the original teacher Tony was not adulterated, he not only didn't believe it, he was even willing to bet his own US$9.94 million.
"Teacher Tony must have done some tricks!" Ian is just an emotional reading machine. He really doesn't know what information the original teacher Tony entered into Infinity Gauntlet.
Ian Shen Fu was in confusion.
suddenly.
Familiar electronic metaphors begin to read.
Accompanied by the movement of machinery.
A clear holographic image slowly emerged in the air.
It's New Tony.
Howard·Stark created artificial intelligence for his wife after her child had a miscarriage.
"Good afternoon, Ian." New Tony is wearing his iconic Blue Stars and Stripes Campaign Suit, and even the color of his tie is an accurate RGB value.
He is smiling and saying hello to Ian.
"New Tony, you are finally here. Now I just want to know what is going on. First you ran for president and now Sanctum Sanctorum a cleaner who I am very familiar with appears."
"Isn't this a coincidence?" Ian certainly wouldn't believe the coincidence. From what Nick Fleur said before, he had already figured out who was Nick Fleur's real boss.
To know.
Ian is really wise.
He is just too smart to surpass you, so few people can understand his imitation. Now, faced with the shock of Marvel, Ian will of course start Super Brain to think about what is going on.
Six thousand five dollars.
This is not like the salary that Doctor Strange, a part-time street hustler who only eats cheap pizza, can offer. It is not paid in gold coins, which means that the employer will not be the only rich person in the small gang.
As expected.
Facing the inquiry of Ian.
New Tony didn't hide it either.
"Everything is Howard's plan, and Nick Fleur is just an old friend of his who I hired as a housekeeper after the arrival of the new century in accordance with his request."
"He is a very special agent."
Okay.
It's not Tony·Stark who does the sex work.
It's Howard·Stark.
Ian was only half right.
"Yu Qian?"
Ian Just as he was imitating what type of person this was, Shiguo turned around and discovered that the unconscious Nick Furr who had fallen to the ground had disappeared. The place where Nick Furr fell unconscious and fell to the ground just now was nothing now.
"Okay, it's true Yuqian."
Ian people feel strange.
His perceptual ability is much greater than that of ordinary people. He actually didn't notice the disappearance of Nick Ful. This has absolutely nothing to do with Nick Ful's talent.
It's actually broad daylight now.
The floor was empty.
Not even a hair was left.
"Secret passage?"
Ian walked over quickly, squatted down and touched the floor.
Click.
A seemingly ordinary floor tile suddenly dented downwards, revealing a dark passage. There was also a sticky note attached to the edge of the passage, with a thank you to boss Tony written on it for the compliment.
World War II veterans may not be good at it, but veteran agents do have something, even in this specious world,
Nick Fury showed tactics even more powerful than those of superheroes.
Hmm.
Tactical retreat is also a tactic.
"Old fox, this is it."
Ian stood up helplessly.
"I said, he is very good, at least a little more reliable than your followers and friends." New Tony's holographic image showed a standard campaign-style smile.
"Howard asked you to hire Nick Furqi. I know that he and Nick Furr are old friends, but Howard shouldn't be able to predict the future we are in now, right?
"It's even more impossible for him to know that I would form a small gang here." Ian's confusion is not without reason.
As a DC Universe person, he does not rely on this universe.
Whether it's a time machine.
Or a prophecy.
They shouldn't be able to discern his appearance and what he will do after he appears. It's a span of one, one and two universes. Ian doesn't believe that Howard·Stark is so awesome.
Facts also proved that his guess was correct.
"Yes, Howard cannot see into the future and can only speculate and guess about the future." Digital Tony's projection flickered slightly,
It seems that some confidential information is being read.
He knew everything about Ian, "After Howard saw the video message left for you, he just knew that there was a person who would appear in the future and start a new era."
New Tony's projection paused here.
The voice suddenly became deeper and deeper.
"He clearly understands that he can't wait for you, so he will spend the rest of his life trying to make me a person who will not be bound by the spirit world.
It will even be an intelligent body that will pass through the spiritual world."
Perhaps this kiln artificial intelligence is like Jarvis of Tony·Stark. It already has weak real emotions, but it is only for its own creator Howard.
Ian is thoughtful.
"I remember this." He said thoughtfully, "You also said before that Howard asked you to help me rebuild this world and complete the task left to me by my teacher Tony."
Hear the words.
New Tony nodded slightly.
"He doesn't know you, and the person he wants to help is not actually you, so his order to me has a deeper meaning." New Tony's voice suddenly became clear and clear.
It's as if every byte has been carefully calibrated.
"What does it mean?"
Ian is not surprising.
He had already noticed this.
I just don't know the real purpose of Howard.
The holographic projection Tony raised his hand, and a holographic image unfolded in the air - it was the young Howard·Stark, standing alone in front of a huge mechanical device.
That machine looks like a twisted Mobius Strip.
The technology content is too high.
Ian Can't even understand a single part.
"Howard also half-read the message I played to you that mysteriously appeared in my system. After that, he used a piece of spiritual space to create this machine."
New Tony's words carry a certain seriousness unique to AI.
"What machine?" Ian stared at the mysterious machine for a long time. However, his Super Brain still hadn't learned enough knowledge about technology. Super Brain's emotional intelligence was very low at first glance.
For inquiries from Ian.
New Tony did not give an answer, not because he was unwilling, but because he did not know, "I did not record this part of the information. Howard did not rely on me, but completed the creation of the machine independently. However, I am very sure that he succeeded,
After I came back, I started wiping."
As soon as these words came out.
Immediately, Ian caught the keyword.
"Cloth wipe?"
Ian raised his eyebrows.
There was some vague premonition in my heart that I could not explain, and it turned out to be true.
Digital Tony The next words are obviously very informative.
"He told me so."
"He and his wife were supposed to have a son who was very similar to Yuqian, who saved the entire universe, and this son is still here today, giving him and his wife a happy life."
This may be Mr. Tony's real private product.
Hydra is still there.
However, it did not affect Mr. and Mrs. Stark.
The projected voice suddenly had a human touch, "So, he wants to do something for the son that he clearly had, but now he no longer has."
As soon as these words came out.
Ian's eyes expanded slightly.
Obviously, Howard also saw the truth about the answering souls. All the answering souls are not starting over, but are derived from the answering souls collected after the apocalypse and put into the new world again.
What is that machine?
A spiritual machine?
"Howard wants to reshape the universe?"
Just as Ian was feeling ups and downs in his heart, New Tony shook his head. The words spoken by this artificial intelligence gave him a somewhat unsettling and endless feeling.
"It's not about restarting the universe. Human beings don't have that kind of power. Howard allows me to help you. In fact, there is only one purpose - he wants to bring back his son who stayed in the past!"
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
"Yes, Ian." Digital Tony's voice suddenly became extremely firm, as if he had calculated and inferred, "The reason why your Tony cannot come up has actually been found by Howard."
"He studied the problem by himself." The projection switched and a blurry video began to play - it was the elderly Howard standing in Stark Industries's private laboratory.
The outline of the mysterious machine can be vaguely seen in the background. "We are in the future after the extinction of the universe, and the history of the previous universe era will be repeated." Howard's voice came from the video.
"Why is this the case?"
In a hoarse voice.
Take a look at the determination to understand this issue.
His image disappears.
The virtual image of New Tony reappeared. This intelligent AI, which entrusted the hopes of Howard·Stark, gave its calculated results after more than half a century.
"From my communication with you and my collection of information about the current world, we know that we are indeed in the future after you did something to re-create the universe."
"Why is it the future? Because only in this way can the person who remains in the past, the person who should bear the name Tony·Stark, continue to assist you in reopening all Multiverse."
"It's not what he told you. His soul has disappeared. He who has a soul is just telling a lie. The truth is that before you open up a multi-dimensional universe, he can only keep himself and his existence in the past because he needs to continue to preserve those souls that have not had the chance to be reborn."
"The answering souls of countless other individuals in Multiverse still need a carrier to protect and carry them before they have a chance to wait until you reopen the universe enough to accommodate those answering souls."
"After that, Tony, your Tony, will truly disappear from the world along with the past that has nothing and is destined to be forgotten."
"This is a special way of changing the epoch of the universe."
"Howard needs me to help you, so that you can complete the responsibility you should complete before the existence of Tony begins to be erased by the extreme length of the spirit world."
New Tony's words were like thunder on the ground. His tone was serious and his tone never changed, but the last words were like a punch, which deeply shocked Ian's heart.
Not only did I gain a new understanding of the sacrificial spirit of Tony·Stark.
There is also a shock to Howard·Stark.
Howard·Stark—this name was supposed to be just a name in history books and not much space in comics, but at this moment it was like a soldering iron in Ian's mind.
"The fact that Howard·Stark did so many things obviously proves that after recording the video that New Tony showed me, he figured out the truth that I, as the person involved, never understood."
This is what makes Ian's heart surge and he is a little speechless.
Marvel Universe li.
There are too many obsessions.
Odin paved the throne for Thor, Ancient One stole black debt for the earth, and destroyed the pond for balance. Destruction Half of life is like a spotlight, always focused on those big people.
However.
Some people may just be the background of the story, just entities that appear in a certain parallel universe, and not many people are following them, but they can still do things that many big people can't do.
Howard·Stark ah.
A mortal.
He actually wanted to use his own wisdom and cloth to reverse the destined disappearance of Tony·Stark Destiny.
Howard has no Gungnir, no spiritual gems, or even super serum. He only has a body that will eventually grow old, and a heart that does not agree with Tony·Stark's decision.
Perhaps Tony·Stark said that his father is the greatest scientist, not just because of personal feelings, but because Howard·Stark does possess those great qualities.
A scientist should have the persistence and insight into the world - he calculated the possibility of saving his son over and over again in an unknown laboratory.
Even if that son technically no longer belongs to this spiritual space.
Even if the probability of success is as slim as dust in the universe.
He must have calculated that it was impossible for Tony to turn into AI by itself, and only in this way could Howard start the so-called cloth wiping.
"This is truly the craziest thing a mortal father can do." After a moment of silence, Ian heartily let out a complex sigh,
In this empty hall.
He commented with his own sigh and paid absolute respect.