Master of the Marvel Universe

"Everything you want to know is in this box." Shen He looked at the box on the floor. "He gave you the greatest achievement of his life, and it became the key to saving you. Tony, your father simply wasn't good at expressing his love for his children. He was like many other fathers."

"Sounds like you understand my father better than I do..." Tony crouched down and opened the box. Inside were what looked like relics from an earlier era.

"Didn't I tell you?" Shen He shrugged. "We've always been observing—whether it's the past or the future."

Insanely Lucky Card Draws

Tony Stark had found his father's keepsakes and was about to obtain the Dragon-Slaying Sabre and rule the martial world.

As for the great villain Ivan Vanko, things were rather bleak for him.

To create the tools for his revenge, he had spent every last cent. After enduring countless hardships, he had finally completed his equipment. Just as revenge seemed within reach, he got stuck on the final step—he couldn't find Tony.

Tony hadn't shown up at the cocktail party reported by the media, nor had he entered the racing event. Ivan Vanko waited outside Tony's villa for three whole days without seeing him come out even once.

He had no choice but to sleep in the park like a vagrant and dig through trash cans for food.

Yet the blood-deep hatred continued to surge within him. Even as he gnawed on someone else's leftover burger or slept on an icy bench, it only strengthened his resolve for revenge.

Until someone knocked him out with a blow to the head...

Smack.

The suddenly blazing incandescent light was painfully glaring to Ivan, whose eyes had been covered by a blindfold for so long.

He shook his splitting head. Through the narrow slits of his squinting eyes, he could vaguely make out a person sitting in the shadows before him.

"Ivan Vanko..."

A somewhat hoarse voice came from ahead, clearly altered by a voice changer.

Ivan tried to move his body. He was tightly bound to a chair, and the bindings were highly professional.

The equipment he had painstakingly built was sitting on the table before him.

"Do you know what my first thought was when my people found you?" The man before him reached out and lightly brushed Ivan's equipment. "Surprise. An enormous surprise. Because we finally found a genius—a genius no less brilliant than Tony Stark!"

Ivan's attempts to struggle free grew smaller.

He narrowed his eyes at the man before him. The shadows completely obscured the other man's face, but Ivan could still make out his slightly plump figure.

"Tony said no one could make his weapons within ten years, yet you created something this mesmerizing in nothing more than a shabby room with shabby equipment..." The man slowly exhaled, as if calming his excitement. "Ivan, we investigated your background. The only difference between you and Tony is that your father never defeated his father."

"And now, you have a new father. That is—" The man in the shadows smiled.

—Hydra.

On the other side, Shen He also welcomed an important moment that day.

Time to draw cards!

It had already been ten days since he arrived in this world.

From the moment he woke up that morning, Shen He had washed his face ten times and his hands twenty times, kept a smile on his face, and offered several sticks of incense to the Queen Mother of the West and Guanyin Bodhisattva.

For the past six days, Tony had stayed holed up in the laboratory. Besides researching his armor, he had also been studying his father's keepsakes, yet he still seemed to have found nothing.