"Now that's a mansion." Huai Shi sighed, carrying Zhou Mingrui on his back. "The air practically reeks of capitalism."
Beyond Yunhai's skyline, clear skies stretched for ten thousand miles, facing off against a jungle of concrete and steel as though two worlds had collided. From the edge of the windowsill, they could look out over the whole city, taking in its dilapidated skyscrapers and busy streets.
"Gunpowder grains and metal dust. The air smells of freedom."
The sun hung high and a cold wind blew. Su Lin smoothed his somewhat disheveled hair, then turned back and asked, "So the decor here is Syrian war-damage chic?"
"Loki and Hulk did the damage. I haven't had time to get anyone in to fix it," Tony said helplessly.
"It's nothing compared to your Sky City, but it's barely livable. Feel free to remodel it however you like."
Just look at that capitalist humblebrag. He'd actually said "barely."
"Sky City? Oh, the floating island." Su Lin thought for a moment, then turned to Yan Sen, who had just been painting with a brush. "Can you make it a room attached to the outside?"
"Sure." Yan Sen paused his brush, then flicked it toward a wall hung with a painting of modern lines.
Ink splashed, and in the next instant, a world opened up.
Green mountains and clear waters basked in gentle sunshine. Gold gleamed amid layered emerald, and brilliant light shone against the heavens, as though a doorway to another world had opened!
[Sir.]
"It's fine, JARVIS. Everything's normal."
Tony Stark stared blankly at the vast land beyond the wall. "Just a real estate development project."
Su Lin pulled a stone from his pocket and tossed it inside. Within mere seconds, it swelled in the wind until it became Water Mirror Peak.
Yan Sen