"In that case, I'll bring him over."
Brad nodded and began checking every weapon and piece of equipment he could use, arming himself to the teeth.
Earth-616's Iron Man watched him from behind, his gaze unreadable, as though pondering something.
"You're not even going to discuss it with Hawkeye? You did fight alongside each other for a few days."
Tony suddenly spoke up.
Brad frowned as he loaded a magazine into a rifle.
"This world can't afford any delays. If a decision has to be made, it has to be made now. Hawkeye is just an agent. Of course he can't make a call like this. I know what you're worried about. After all, neither of you has any ties to this universe."
With that, Brad left the laboratory.
Tony watched him leave, yawned, and turned back into the laboratory.
Half an hour was merely his estimate for clearing the virus from the entire world. In reality, Tony already had the means to deal with it.
Brad, who was out in space, had watched the whole process. Naturally, he knew what Tony's supposed solution was.
It really was a very simple method.
So simple that even Brad hadn't expected it.
It was Agent Venom, who had previously helped this world's Mister Fantastic, Reed, purge the virus-or rather, the venom symbiote bonded to him.
Brad paid particular attention to the symbiote species. In his Future Sight, Deadpool had also had some dealings with them.
Once they left Klyntar, their individual strength was pitiful. The slightest danger could kill the miserable things.
But symbiotes were a different story when they had hosts.
When a symbiote came into contact with any form.
And that meant any form of life, its liquid-like tissues could infiltrate at a microscopic level, then rather brutally modify the