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"Has the crowd over there been notified to evacuate?"

"Notified."

"Is the Anti-Asgardian God Armor, D-XI, ready?"

"All ready, no vulnerabilities detected, ready to dress."

Translucent silver-white armor has been attached to his body, no longer the previous gold and red color.

The sky outside was pitch black and hazy. The panoramic transparent glass, along with the top and base of the house, was slowly rising, folding, and shrinking. The floor beneath my feet was also gradually transforming, like a launching platform.

Just as he was about to take off, he seemed to have thought of something and added another sentence.

"Jarvis, notify Nick Fury and tell him that there's trouble coming."

However, the next moment after sending the message, the familiar phone ringtone rang.

"Sir," Jarvis reminded. "Nick Fury is trying to call you."

Tony Stark had a bad suspicion, and he paused while taking off, and his tone unconsciously became serious.

"Put me through."

After the call was connected, Nick Fury's voice sounded from inside the armor.

"Tony Stark, I know there's trouble, and we need your help."

Tony Stark heard a sound as if something was shaking and breaking over there. There was a lot of noise, and the other party didn't seem to be in a very good condition. The voice fluctuated greatly, and there was even a slight wheeze.

"You're not calling me after doing some weird exercise, are you?" He teased subconsciously.

"Now is not the time to joke, Tony Stark, please stop looking so playful." Nick Fury, who was still covering his wound, couldn't help but frown immediately, but after a moment he couldn't help but take a breath. Perhaps it was because of his hasty escape that he accidentally touched the wound, and blood was still flowing out. He tried his best to keep himself calm.

"Come on? Let me guess, have you guys made another big mess? Don't forget, I'm now half a shareholder of S.H.I.E.L.D. I have the right to know. You guys shouldn't wait until you've finished something and made a mess before you call me and tell me there's a big problem."

Tony Stark looked at the place where the incident happened, and his words were almost filled with disdain. He looked at the familiar place and could hardly stop expressing his sarcasm.

"You guys went to such great lengths to hide this from me. You built your research base so deep underground that I don't even know how many levels deep. You even used signal jammers and camouflaged the top floor. You even refused to connect to the satellites, all to keep it from me. I'm curious if half of the massive funding S.H.I.E.L.D. applied for was used to target me."

There was silence for a while, but soon they responded with the same tone.

"You're the same way, going to such great lengths to monitor every corner of the United States, even extending your reach to other countries. You're so eager to monitor every last inch of S.H.I.E.L.D., that I'm wondering if you've created a database specifically for us?"

When he said this, Nick Fury's tone was not as peaceful as at the beginning. Of course he had resentment. No one wanted to be monitored, let alone an organization being seen through by one individual.

"We are S.H.I.E.L.D., not some illegal criminal organization. Don't use the same methods you use against international criminal organizations and illegal arms smugglers on us."

"Okay, don't be so angry. You should think about how to solve the problem at hand first."

Tony Stark saw that the other party was obviously angry, and he felt a little guilty, so he immediately changed the subject. After all, if they had to argue about right and wrong, his surveillance behavior was obviously dancing on the edge of the law, and the other party's behavior could only be judged as not treating him as a friend.

"The Cube Energy is lost. Besides you, we will try to gather the rest of the Avengers, as well as some special individuals..."

Thomas Stark interrupted Nick Fury before he finished listening.

"So this group is finally going on their first mission since construction? That's great, at least my money wasn't wasted."

It wasn't until he finished speaking and realized there was no sound from the other end of the line except for some obvious noise, a complete silence, that he finally realized what was happening and coughed twice before adding, "Go on, go on."

The other party was silent for a while before speaking.

"Listen, Tony Stark, you have to follow our instructions this time. I don't want any accidents to happen. I hope you can work as a team instead of acting alone every time."

"Okay, just this once. I want to see if S.H.I.E.L.D. can give me a satisfactory answer. Also, I'm almost at the scene of the accident. You'd better explain everything clearly."

Tony Stark did not object, but just flew a little faster in the air.

137 A Fresh Bambi

The sea was shimmering with waves, birds were flying by, and the aircraft carrier was crowded with people, each doing their own job.

"I don't quite understand your current aesthetic."

This was the first sentence Captain America said after getting off the spaceship.

A slightly exaggerated gold and red color scheme, and a large, eye-catching logo.

"Also, I seem to have seen this icon somewhere before. It can't be my illusion."

Captain America looked left and right, and finally cast a puzzled look at Nick Fury.

Under the captain's confused and somewhat inquisitive gaze, even Nick Fury, who was as thick-skinned as he was, couldn't help but cover his face. He knew very well that Tony Stark chose this color scheme intentionally, including the eye-catching logo.

This was a completely childish way of asserting his sovereignty, but he couldn't tell the other party that, so he could only try to explain it in another way.

"Captain, please don't focus on those insignificant things. Don't forget the purpose of our trip."

The kind and somewhat naive captain soon felt guilty, and after a few scattered apologies, he no longer took his previous doubts to heart.

Tony Stark arrived faster than Nick Fury had imagined. The familiar gold and red color scheme made his face, which was already as black as the bottom of a pot, turn even blacker than coal.

"Damn it."

He cursed silently.

"This is you."

Captain America finally understood where that familiar feeling came from. He pointed at the person in surprise, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other person.

"I think you must be curious. This color matching issue is very simple. It's just a simple way to declare sovereignty."

Tony Stark slowly landed and put away his visor while whispering "Jarvis". A platform immediately rose up beside him. There was a depression in the middle of the platform, which was piled with fresh blueberries.

He picked up a blueberry and put it in his mouth, and then gave one to the captain and the stunned Banner. After the two men subconsciously said thank you, he stared at Nick Fury's angry face leisurely and picked up a blueberry and handed it to him.

"Do you need one?"

"It's very childish." The director did not refuse, but when he put the blueberry in his mouth, he was speechless. The other party's behavior just happened to step on his bottom line. He was very angry and speechless, but he didn't really start a fight.

"But it's useful, isn't it? I'm a pragmatist."

Tony Stark shrugged. After all, he still remembered what the other party had done, and those things were not so easy to get over.

"Okay, I've gone through the information, now let's get to the point."

The expression on Tony Stark's face suddenly became serious. He knocked on the newly raised platform, held up his chin, and his tone became serious. He no longer had the playful smile on his face when he just came down.

"For example, how to get that uninvited guest away from Earth."

Night falls quickly.

The uninvited guests arrived quickly. Loki appeared in the crowd, holding a scepter, and was about to start his speech, such as people, inferiority, and conquest.

He has already constructed a perfect result in his mind and is obsessed with it, but he will still do what he has to do. Otherwise, how can he bring about the perfect result?

“Fan…”

He smiled confidently in front of everyone, but he only had time to utter a word before an extremely special energy instantly knocked him away without even exploding.

The source of this attack was a very special turret that was about 1/4 the size of a human. This turret seemed to be sticking out from the ground, with the Iron Man logo printed on it, and its style was quite cool.

As that turret probed out, more and more turrets emerged from the ground. The originally flat road surface opened up a hole, lifting the turrets upwards.

Iron Man, who was on his way here, suddenly looked strange.

He had previously used the excuse of repairing the road to bury a lot of his newly created technological creations on the ground. The inspiration for these creations came from ghosts, and he was very interested in the other party's methods of accurately defeating the enemy.

He studied it for a long time, and with the help of the system, he created this weapon that can intelligently distinguish between friend and foe. It will not hurt any innocent people except the locked targets. Even if the energy hits an innocent person, it will just be like a ball of light. The most important thing is that this thing will not cause great damage to the terrain. If it were not so expensive, he would have placed some in several key places. He would have spread this thing all over the country long ago.

It turned out that the location chosen by the other party was an unexpected coincidence.

Tony Stark prayed silently in his heart.

I hope that people, ah no, I hope that God is okay.

The intensive series of attacks caught Loki off guard, and he was covered in dust. The most embarrassing thing was that the attack did not create any smoke or dust. His miserable appearance was seen by the group of mortals. Those who were still fleeing in panic stopped in their tracks, and some of the brave ones even surrounded him.

"You damned mortals."

He roared angrily and raised his scepter, but before he could gather the energy, a voice that was not familiar but very annoying rang in his ears.

"Let me see what I caught."

Tony Starkla said jokingly with a long tone.

"A Bambi that jumped out?"

He looked at the other party being forced into a panic by his own turret, and silently put aside the request for help. After all, something that was not dangerous at all would not pass the review of the chat group.

The other party's extremely angry expression came into his sight, and he only found it more and more interesting. He watched the blue energy quickly condense from a turret behind him, and when he thought of those people who were about to rush over from behind, he continued to exaggerate and stimulate them.

"It looks like our Bambi is about to get into trouble."

When Black Widow and Captain America came over, they saw Iron Man took out some silver ropes from somewhere and tied up the man tightly. He tied the man up so that he was twisting on the ground like a maggot, and also sealed his mouth thoughtfully.

"Hey, gentlemen, you're a little late. Catching this guy isn't much harder than catching a fluttering deer. Are we going to start the interrogation next? I'll leave it to you then. Don't lose him."

Tony Stark picked up the person and threw him into the hands of two people who had just slowly arrived. He clapped his hands and flew back to the aircraft carrier without stopping.

Perfect solution, he thought.

138 The increasingly violent atmosphere and the arrival of Thor

This should have been a smooth mission, at least the biggest mission target was already in their hands. The rest was just some old tricks, coercion, inducement, promises, or some methods that could not be discussed with the captain and were not acceptable to the public, to obtain information about the lost items.

But inexplicably, no one felt even the slightest sense of satisfaction at having completed the mission.

Anxiety spread among everyone, and everyone was tense, except for Tony Stark. He took a can of Coke and two bags of potato chips from some legitimate nano-liquid storage box - these two bags of potato chips were highly recommended by the ghost and him, who said they were really delicious. Although he was the one who sent the snacks, he had never tasted them himself. After all, he didn't have that much free time to try a little bit of each of the thousands of snacks.

Then he ate as he pleased. If he hadn't felt that the atmosphere was too silent and depressing, he might have turned on the special device on the epoch-making airship. Don't think too much about it, it's just something celebratory, like a party or a stage performance in seconds.

He hadn't had the chance to tell Nick Fury about this. It wasn't a big deal anyway. It was just a little entertainment twist. Even if it was a little exaggerated, 80% of the ownership of the spaceship belonged to him.

So in this silent atmosphere, Tony Stark unconsciously chewed potato chips and drank Coke, making the strange crunching sound spread repeatedly in this not-so-small conference room.

"enough."

Steve Rogers was so disturbed by the continuous noise that he couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to bang the table to vent his dissatisfaction, but at the moment he was about to bang, he felt that it was not right, so he banged the table lightly out of courtesy.

He turned to look at Tony Stark in a serious tone, his hands clenched into fists, looking like he was trying hard to restrain himself.

"Hawkeye and some other Avengers agents are missing. I don't understand why you act like you're just having a picnic. Do you think other people's lives are worthless? You single-handedly contributed to the establishment of the Avengers, yet you treat it all with a playful attitude. If you still insist on treating everything as a game, as fun, you should go back and be a playboy instead of sitting here."

"Games? So that's how you see me. When have I ever shown disdain for anyone's life? Do I have to sit here like you, helpless and tense?"

The little good impression Tony Stark had for Steve Rogers was completely worn away by the other party's words. He sneered in his heart and thought that the other party was the same kind of person as Nick Fury, who was well prepared to stand on the high moral bottom line and point fingers at others.

How could he possibly ignore any living life? He had seen the cube people who sacrificed themselves for their tribe one after another, and he had also seen those people who were determined and always held on to a glimmer of hope besides the twisted and malicious souls under natural disasters, not to mention those people he could not save no matter what.

He was filled with guilt and pain for this, but now some people were pointing fingers at him, pointing at his guilty heart, and shamelessly saying that he had no empathy at all.

It's too unbearable.

Even though Tony Stark's temper has become much more restrained than before, it doesn't mean that he is no longer a little sharp.

The hidden sharpness is often more likely to hurt people when needed.

"Use less self-righteousness, take things for granted, and don't speak without thinking. This will only make your words look ridiculous."

He now felt that the other image of Steve was so amiable. Even though he often said things that were easily blocked, he would never point fingers at others from a superior position.

A few days ago, he jokingly complained that the other party was not as good as Captain America, but now he just wants to take back all those words.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, a tall figure suddenly burst onto the deck. He landed slowly and shattered a glass on the aircraft carrier.

"Tony, my friend, I miss you so much."

A little alien prince who was full of electricity rushed over very carelessly after seeing an acquaintance and tried to give Tony Stark a hug. Tony Stark didn't react for a moment and was hugged tightly, unable to move. In an instant, he felt difficulty breathing due to the squeezing.

"Let go, Thor, let go!"

Tony Stark struggled and beat the man's hand, until the man let go of it in embarrassment. He looked at Tony Stark patting his chest, as if to appease him, and subconsciously prepared to pat him on the back, but was stopped by Tony Stark's vigilant eyes.

"Well, if I were a mentor, I wouldn't stop this passionate hug because it's really sad. Also, can you please stop pointing those toys at me?"

The moment the opponent fell, everyone pointed their weapons at him. They did not put down their weapons until Thor showed obvious disgust. Tony Stark finally figured out that something was wrong. Ever since that unlucky guy was tied up on the spaceship, everyone seemed to be very irritable. He thought at first that everyone's true colors were revealed. After all, because of Nick Fury, he did not have a good impression of the agent himself. However, such a stressful reaction really told him that there was a big problem.

"Alright, Nick Fury, and you too," he said, pointing at Steve Rogers. "Later, you all owe me a favor. Think carefully about what went wrong. I don't recall a qualified agent losing their ability to manage their emotions, or even pointing a gun at a prince of a nation they knew they needed to establish diplomatic relations with."