The 5000-year-old girl in American comics

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck the beast directly; it was the lightning summoned by Diana, turning the little child who had just appeared in the world into ashes.

"What did you say?" Diana looked at Stickman expressionlessly.

The lightning illuminated the old man's face, which was so somber it seemed to drip with tears.

“I hope you can think this through carefully. You can’t just take advantage of anyone.” Diana approached the stick-wielder.

Matt, arriving late, could only remain on guard as Diana's footsteps drew closer and rolled away, hoping the woman wouldn't make a move.

"Otherwise, the Hand will end up like your Holy Order."

After saying that, Diana stepped off the ground and soared into the sky.

Two masters and disciples were left behind, unable to see each other.

Chapter 42 Moving? Farewell?

The day after Diana dealt with the Hand, Tony arrived at Diana's house.

Standing outside the door, Tony carefully observed Diana's little house, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was absolutely no need to keep it. The simplest way was to demolish it and rebuild it.

“Are you really not going to consider the method that Pepper and I have proposed?” Tony said, looking at the small building in front of him. “Although this building looks modern on the outside, it has actually been built for many years.”

"So, you're planning to tear down my building and rebuild it?" Diana said to Tony from the hood of her McLaren.

“That’s just one way. Besides, I have plenty of spare rooms in New York. You can stay there for a while,” Tony said nonchalantly. Demolishing the building and rebuilding it was no burden for him at all.

"I have a little tenant living with me, okay?"

“Oh, I almost forgot, your little tenant is one of the most powerful mutants, you know?” Tony said.

Diana merely glanced at him.

At this moment, Tony also thought of Jarvis's assessment of the dark-haired woman's combat strength.

“Okay, it’s my fault. I forgot you’re an ageless doll,” Tony said, arms crossed. “After all, this planet might just be something you can drag around at will.”

"I just wanted you to install an arc reactor for me too, why would you want to tear down my house?" Diana asked Tony, somewhat puzzled.

“Hmm.” Tony tapped his lips with his finger and said, “I don’t think your old building can withstand the energy from the Arc Reactor. It’ll be no different from tearing it down and rebuilding it.”

Diana didn't believe Tony at all. After all, Nick Fury was the one who renovated the building, even though he misappropriated S.H.I.E.L.D. funds. But Diana was confident in the building's wiring. Back then, she had used the Lasso of Truth to ensure that Nick Fury hadn't done anything strange in the building and that all the materials used in the building were the best available at the time.

“Tell the truth,” Diana said calmly to Tony, clearly indicating that the mustachioed man was not telling the truth.

Tony moved his finger away from his lips and said, "Okay, okay. Pepper thinks your place is a bit too dirty and messy, and wants you to move somewhere else. That's what I meant too, although I don't think my life is worth more than a house."

Tony shrugged.

Diana realized that this guy was trying to find ways to get her out of the house.

“I’ve already started preparing to hand over Stark Industries to Pepper, and before that, I’ll put on a big trade show.” Tony said somewhat somberly. “I’ve found that since Obadiah left, I don’t really understand how this company operates…”

"The side effects from the reactor in your chest must be quite severe," Diana said, looking at Tony's chest.

Tony fell silent. He had always known about this; palladium was constantly eroding his blood and posing new threats to his life.

"Aren't you going to tell Pepper what happened?" Diana asked again, and Tony, who had been about to remain silent, looked up.

“I don’t know. I probably won’t tell Pepper about it until this is resolved.” Tony seemed a little agitated, but this behavior was very much in line with Tony Stark’s style. “I can’t tell her I’m going to die. Oh god! I can’t even imagine what it would be like if this happened.”

“But you still have to tell her eventually that it’s unwise to hide things from your loved one, Tony,” Diana said to Tony, who was now somewhat anxious.

“What? No. Pepper isn’t my girlfriend.” Tony looked at Diana with a “you’re lying” expression.

Diana didn't force this arrogant guy to admit it now; after all, he had to admit it himself.

“It’s alright, you still have time,” Diana said.

“Aren’t you some kind of demigod? Can’t you eliminate the side effects of this stuff?” Tony tapped the Arc Reactor on his chest and said to Diana, “Like isolating these harmful substances or something, making a divine power filter or something.”

Diana looked at Tony with some helplessness: "My divine position includes the God of War and the God of Truth. I could even compete for the position of God King, but it is clear that I am a warrior, not a doctor."

“Okay. I really don’t understand why you have to be so clear about it. Can’t one person have all the abilities?” Tony was curious why there couldn’t be a god who could have all the abilities.

“Maybe there is, but I’m sure I don’t,” Diana said with a smile. “Or you could look at your father, who is no less intelligent than you, and see if he left you anything that could save your life.”

“My father? Come on, he’s never said he loves me. The happiest I’ve ever seen him was when he sent me to boarding school.” Tony has almost no positive impression of his father, Howard.

I have basically never experienced the presence of fatherly love.

“Perhaps your father only heard you say ‘I love you’ to him that day,” Diana said.

Tony fell silent again, simply tossing Diana a set of keys before getting into his car and leaving this woman who had always left him speechless. He didn't even care why this woman knew what he had told his father.

But Tony had no other options. After returning home, he began comparing different options, trying to find a substitute for palladium that wouldn't be lethal.

But he failed.

No single element can perfectly replace palladium.

Diana watched Tony Stark leave quietly. She had gone this far, and she believed that with Tony's intelligence, he should be able to get what he needed.

How could he get his father's things from S.H.I.E.L.D.? For Tony, who once owned the world's largest arms company, it was not a difficult task at all.

Besides, that black-haired guy must have met Tony Stark.

Diana is not worried about Tony's life at all. If he were to die, the first people to get anxious would be Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D.

Diana calmly looked at the small house that had been with her for over ten years, then at the key that had appeared in her hand. Judging from Tony and Pepper's expressions, this house was about to become history.

“It seems I don’t need to look for you, Diana.” Emma, ​​dressed in a business suit, appeared beside Diana.

"What's wrong? It seems like you have something to tell me." Diana could clearly see that her little tenant, Emma, ​​who also worked as a private accountant, didn't look quite right.

“You might need to find another accountant, Diana,” Emma said to Diana with a smile. “I’m going to Xavier’s School for Gifted Children; the kids there might be a better fit for me than Midtown Tech High School.”

“Let’s go then.” Diana flashed a bunch of house keys in her hand. “I’ll also experience what it’s like to live in a wealthy person’s home.”

Emma looked at Diana, smiled, and went into the small building to prepare for her new journey.

Diana didn't feel like she'd been betrayed; it was just another parting in her long life, and it didn't mean they would never see each other again.

Chapter 43 New Residents of the Top Floor of the Plaza Hotel, New York

“Hey! Ageless Doll, I’m sure you haven’t set off for any of the houses yet, right?” Tony Stark called.

“Thank goodness, I was just about to ask where all the keys are on this bunch you gave me?” Diana sat in the driver’s seat, fiddling with the bunch of keys that Tony Stark had ruthlessly tossed to her.

"Hmm, you can throw that bunch of keys away, it doesn't matter." Tony's voice reached Diana's ears.

"So it really is you. Is this how rich people spend their money?" Diana retorted.

“Not all of that. At least for me, it’s just a perfectly normal thing.” Tony’s words were filled with a strange sense of pride. “I just saw a place that would suit you, so I bought it.”

Diana was truly speechless at people who would throw money around at the drop of a hat.

"OK, tell me where it is."

“I bought that apartment on the top floor of the Plaza Hotel. It’s not only very close to your so-called workplace, but it also has plenty of space.” Tony said casually, as if he were talking about grabbing a cheeseburger off the street. “I’ve already given the instructions. The apartment is yours now. You just need to go to the hotel reception and let them know.”

"You put that apartment in my name?" Diana really didn't expect Tony to go to such lengths.

“It was Pepper who suggested it to me, and it was also Pepper who chose this place, one that would allow you to leave Brooklyn. If there weren’t any villas for sale in Malibu right now, I would have brought you here. At least my safety would no longer be a problem.” Tony’s string of words left Diana a little overwhelmed. “But don’t worry, all the expenses for that house will be covered by Stark Industries through my personal security.”

But at least it made Diana understand why Tony could tolerate Spider-Man's existence.

"OK, so you called to explain this, right?" Diana placed the bunch of keys on the passenger seat to her left.

“Yeah,” Tony answered Diana’s question.

Diana hung up the phone after hearing this meaningless response; after all, knowing the matter was enough.

Before Tony could call Diana, Emma had already been picked up by someone sent by Professor Charles.

So now, all Diana needs to do is get back to her orange cat, and everything will be fine.

There was nothing else worth taking from his little house.

"Hey, Cooco. We're leaving here," Diana said, looking at Cooco who was peering out the car window at her and then at the little building.

"Meow~" Gugu seemed to have a lot of attachment to that little building, and actually meowed at Diana.

"Don't worry, I'll always be with you. As for that building, it may never appear in our lives again," Diana said, picking up Gugu and pressing her forehead against its.

It seemed that Gugu understood Diana's meaning, and stopped paying attention to the small building. Instead, it quietly lay down on the passenger seat and closed its cute little eyes.

“Very good, now let’s go see the house Pepper prepared for us.” Diana turned her gaze away from the little orange cat and started the F1-LM.

There was no traffic congestion, and nothing strange happened.

Diana arrived safely at the Plaza Hotel in New York.

A doorman quickly came over and took the car keys from Diana's hand.

"Thank you." Diana hugged Gugu, while in her other hand she held Stark's long bunch of house keys.

"Hello, miss," the receptionist said to the woman driving the McLaren.

“Oh, I’m here to get my room key, Diana Prince, thank you,” Diana said to the receptionist with a gentle smile.

"OK." The receptionist began to carefully check whether a Ms. Prince had booked a room here.

"I'm sorry, miss," the receptionist said to Diana, "we don't have any hotel reservation for you. I'm very sorry."

“Perhaps I wasn’t quite right. The key I’m here to pick up is the key to the apartment on the top floor of your hotel.” Diana had no objections, after all, it was her own fault for not describing it accurately. “Tony Stark bought it about an hour ago.”

“Okay, miss. But I need to contact our manager about this, as it needs to be approved.”

“No problem.” Diana stood there holding Gugu, waiting for the manager to arrive.

"Hello, Miss." A typical white man in a well-tailored suit entered the hall and extended his hand to Diana.

"Hello." Diana put down Gugu and shook hands with the manager.

“Mr. Stark has explained everything to us. Here is your key.”

It was obvious that this manager was the one Stark had ordered.

At the same time the manager handed Diana the key, Diana also handed over the set of room keys that Stark had previously used: "Thank you, I may need you to return these to Tony Stark."

“No problem, it’s my pleasure to serve you.” The manager politely accepted the key from Diana. “If you need anything, you can call the hotel and we will prepare everything for you.”