The screening room gave Chen Mo no response.
The record of Earth-10086's destruction remained on its final frame.
Earth vanished, the Life Raft signal cut off, and the survivor count dropped to zero.
Chen Mo dragged the progress bar back to the beginning.
This time, he did not look at the English Translation Alliance or the documents Tony had signed. He opened the spatial collision records and pulled the world boundaries, Correction Pulse, and disaster timing onto a single screen.
Two Earths appeared at the same time.
One belonged to Earth-10086.
The other had no designation. Only a gray outline remained in the files.
Before the correction device activated, intact universe boundaries still separated the two sides. The orange pulse entered the underground Spatial Convergence Point, and the boundaries immediately shifted.
Three hours later, the two worlds began to touch.
Chen Mo stared at the time.
The day of the collision.
He had seen it.
Chen Mo dragged the footage to New York.
Alien ships descended through the clouds, Iron Man Armor flew wildly through the air, and explosions erupted throughout the city. The footage swept past a taxi that nearly crashed into a crowd. Someone wearing a red-and-blue suit and a tattered coat swung down from a building and caught the back of the cab with webbing.
Chen Mo paused the footage.
The person on the screen was him.
That day, he had just arrived from Gotham.
He had not brought his writing fees or his dog, and even his external Silk Launcher had been crushed by Killer Croc. His landing spot was still a New York alley and a dumpster.
Then the aliens began their invasion.
New York had not even given him half an hour of beginner protection.
Chen Mo resumed playback.
Onscreen, he rescued people in