Ultron's Attack

The massive blackout left the boys and girls downstairs a little panicked, though it was not too serious. Spider-Man reflexively wanted to rush out, only to realize he was wearing a suit and had not brought his backpack—meaning he had not brought his Spider-Man costume either.

Chubby Ned reached out and grabbed him, telling him not to act rashly. On the other side, Coulson raised his phone so the teenagers could see him, signaling that everything was fine. Lorna found the blackout at her prom rather disappointing, but she still comforted everyone kindly.

"The Pentagon is calling! It's urgent!" The maid rushed over to Daisy like a gust of wind and handed her the phone.

Daisy was shocked after hearing just one sentence.

"What? Your nuclear bombs are out of control?" she repeated instinctively. The Avengers, Fantastic Four, X-Men, and agents on this end of the line were all horrified.

The voice on the other end sounded as though his father had died. "Communications with every military base have been blocked. They've gone mad and are desperately firing nuclear bombs. We don't know exactly what happened. The Secretary of Defense has already passed out. We need S.H.I.E.L.D... We need S.H.I.E.L.D. to help deal with the aftermath, if there's still a United States tomorrow..."

"Reed? Did you do this? When we left, I saw something still running in your lab!" Invisible Woman Susan hurriedly grabbed Mr. Fantastic's sleeve and asked anxiously.

Mr. Fantastic cried injustice. He was not taking the blame for this, but he had conducted too many experiments. Even he did not know whether one of them had gone out of control and caused the current disaster.

His mind raced as cold sweat covered his head. This felt like something he would do, something in line with his style,