Once JARVIS reconstructed the first sentence, Tony saw those words.
Tony's face instantly went a little pale.
What the hell? A message left for him fourteen hundred years ago?
Was this person real, or was someone playing a prank?
Wait. Did paper this good even exist fourteen hundred years ago?
Right, the Eastern Country seemed to have improved papermaking back in the Eastern Han dynasty, and Jiang Xiang seemed to wield the power of time.
Was he playing a joke? Could he travel back more than a thousand years?
If he couldn't, this was downright terrifying.
A greeting across a thousand years. If Tony made this discovery public, it would probably cause an uproar.
Iron Man, Tony Stark, would surely leave an indelible mark on the field of archaeology.
Unfortunately, Tony had no interest in that sort of empty fame.
Tony continued looking through the other pages of drawings, his eyes wide with excitement and amazement as he examined them carefully, one by one.
Once the next drawing was reconstructed, he could vaguely make out the Angel Statue depicted in it.
Below the image of the Angel Statue were several more lines.
[Perhaps you have your doubts. Perhaps you don't believe someone would send you a letter. But the truth is, I really did send you one.] [My name is Locke Stark. Technically, I'm your great-grandson.] [It's hard to imagine that just a hundred years after your era, the world actually developed a way to travel through time and space.] [I don't believe this is possible, but unfortunately, every person and event I've encountered has told me that this is the sixth century AD. This is an age of chaos.]
Tony turned another page.
The next drawing depicted a magnificent, grand cathedral.
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