Marvel Zombies Instance, New Jersey Base.
In the azure sky, a few rays of sunlight spilled through gaps in the gray clouds, like the few remaining hopes in a broken world, shining on the cracked, gloomy earth.
Beneath the sunlight, several zombie birds carried bloody chunks of flesh in their beaks, blocking that last trace of gold as they swooped down through the cold wind.
They landed on a dead branch, pecking at the rotten flesh in their beaks while their decaying eyes greedily watched the people ahead, surrounded by wire mesh and fences.
However, when they saw the silver-and-red robot and sensed the peculiar energy emanating from the yellow gem on his forehead, the zombie birds screeched again. Like creatures that had spotted their natural predator, they swiftly flew away with the rotten flesh in their beaks.
Bang!
A gunshot suddenly rang out, breaking the deathly silence.
Lynn held a Beretta 92 in his right hand, pointing it at his own head, faint white smoke still drifting from its muzzle.
A bullet hole had appeared in his Bear Head Mask.
Clearly, he had just shot himself, intending to cosplay Kennedy. Unfortunately, the T-800 Character Card had made him fail.
Still, this should be enough to fool this three-year-old robot, right? Lynn muttered inwardly.
Looking utterly confident, he raised his eyes toward Vision, whose expression was grave.
"See? Bullets can't penetrate me either. I'm a robot built by Iron Man. Iron Man planned all of this in advance."
Although Vision still looked puzzled, on further consideration, it was hardly strange that someone as intelligent as Iron Man, Tony Stark, could do something like this.
After all, the man was his creator. What was wrong with being smart?
``` [Story main quest "Dispel Vision's suspicions" completed]
[Rewards received: experience points +50,