Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The black-haired man raised his eyebrows.

Stark felt that he should be embarrassed, but in fact he did not.On the contrary, he felt his beating heart calm down.

The young man lying on the basement floor slowly opened his eyes.

Stark held his breath unconsciously.

The warden sat up, turned around and looked around, and asked in confusion, "Why are we back again?"

Stark stunned slightly.

"what do you mean……"

"Aren't we ready to leave?" The warden looked at him, and then as if suddenly realized something, he lowered his head and smelled himself, "Is this smell a bit irritating?"

It was as if I had never taken a shower before—and the suit jacket was crumpled and hardened in plaster.

The young man grabbed his suit and looked at it in doubt: "I remember this dress..." After all, he doesn't have any other styles of clothes. "Isn't this the one I wore at the funeral?"

Stark's Adam's apple rolled, and his lips seemed a bit dry.

"Mr. Warden, the funeral you are talking about is... whose funeral?"

Zhang Dianyu looked at him suspiciously: "Sixstone's funeral."

Stark stared at him blankly.

The black-haired man next to him who was holding his arms while watching the show narrowed his expression and frowned slightly.

Stark turned to him, and the man looked at him and nodded slightly.

Zhang Dianyu couldn't help it anymore and took off this suit jacket.He has reason to suspect that he was forced to put on it by a gun, otherwise he would never accept something that emits such a smell.

Stark took the clothes away.

Zhang Dianyu: "???"

Stark looked strange today, always looking at him with complicated eyes, and seemed to have something to say.

"Is there something on my face...?" Zhang Dianyu asked tentatively.His head was still a little groggy, as if he had slept for more than ten hours in one breath.Although he didn't know why he would sleep in the sandbox, it seemed like something happened.

Stark shook his head.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He got up from the ground, only to find that there was a man with black hair and blue eyes standing behind him—he had seen it, and this was the Tony Stark from another universe in the bill.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while: "Are you the person or the bill?"

The black-haired man twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a weird-looking smile.

"What is the last thing you remember?"

Zhang Dianyu's heart sank and couldn't help looking at Stark beside him.

Stark nodded slowly.

The meaning of this sentence is obvious-no matter what happened, he must have missed a lot of things.Zhang Dianyu slowly recalled. In fact, the events not long ago were still very clear, and he didn't even think that there was any problem in recalling those things.

Except that the position he woke up was a bit wrong, and he didn't know why he fell asleep on the ground.

"I only remember that the mechanical squid was gone. We walked out of the basement. You were lying on the sand. We talked for a while... and then came back here when I woke up." Zhang Dianyu hesitated, "This is the one just now. Basement, right?"

Stark took a deep breath.

The black-haired man next to him spoke for him: "Not'just now'-more than two weeks have passed since the last point in your memory."

Zhang Dianyu was so shocked that he could not speak for a while.

Stark looked at the young man's face and thought to himself-maybe it wouldn't be bad to go back to before nothing happened.

"In fact, from our human point of view, you are dead." The black-haired man said mercilessly. "But someone copied your memory before and saved it here. Once reactivated, you can use it. You'resurrected'."

"Someone?" Zhang Dianyu was a little suspicious, "Who is it?"

The black-haired man: "..." I didn't expect the warden to be so focused.

"It doesn't matter who it is," the black-haired man said, holding his arm and raising his chin. "The point is that he saved your life."

However, Zhang Dianyu did not buy it: "Is the person you are talking about yourself?"

Black-haired man: "..."

In fact, making a copy of someone else’s memory without consent-this does not sound very good.

Stark in another universe didn't care. He almost crashed when he put on the armor for the first time. He decisively injected the Extremis virus when he learned that his nerve response was not fast enough-there are countless things like this.

Jumping repeatedly on the edge of life and death is Iron Man's daily life.

But others are not necessarily willing.

Unexpectedly, the young man thought for a moment, but suddenly raised his head to thank him solemnly.

"Although I don't know how I could die," Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, "but I think I should thank you."

The black-haired man showed an expression of interest: "I dare you to say that anyone around me will throw his fist at me after hearing about this."

Zhang Dianyu looked at him.

"How about you, aren't you angry?" the black-haired man asked aggressively, "I copied your memory, but you think I'm helping you?"

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment: "Then are you helping me?"

Black-haired man: "...Yes. Entrusted."

"Okay," Zhang Dianyu said, "thank you then."

"Wow," the black-haired man said with interest, "I'm starting to be a little interested in you."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Stark: "..."

Before long, Zhang Dianyu watched Stark put on the armor and politely invited the other one out, and the black-haired man also put on the armor and responded politely.

When they went out to talk, there was another loud noise outside the window.

Zhang Dianyu frowned.

Stark said that he would come back later to tell him the story that happened in more than two weeks-now he doubts if the world-destroying mechanical squid escaped from the sandbox and killed him.

Otherwise, why would there be sounds like fighting outside?

Zhang Dianyu couldn't stand it anymore. He walked up the stairs, feeling that he could help a little too.

Just as he was about to step up the last few steps, Stark rushed down from above and shut the door easily, and locked it to make sure no one could get in.

Zhang Dianyu licked his lips.

Suddenly I heard that I was dead, which actually felt very strange.

The first thing he thought of was what the prison should do, which felt even more absurd.He thought of the super criminals and super powers, the clowns and ogres who had not been arrested yet, and the Alcatraz island he had failed to build.

He met Stark's eyes.

Perhaps because of what happened during this time, the corners of the man's eyes seemed to be a little red, and the warm caramel eyes could not hide the fatigue below.

Zhang Dianyu paused: "I think I should also say thank you?"

Stark paused: "It's okay. But we have to thank each other, it must be embarrassing, or just forget it."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

As soon as Stark spoke, it seemed as if he had come out of that exhausted state, and he looked like the airy playboy and superhero on TV again.

Someone who hates super criminals.

Zhang Dianyu smiled.

"I don't want to urge you, but I'm really curious about what happened during this time."

"of course."

Stark looked at him and said.

Outside the cabin, Peter built a pergola with his hands.Looking far away, there was no metallic gray shadow at the junction of sky and sand, which made him relieved.

Although he is a bit unsure whether Stark in another universe is fooling him, it is always good to be cautious.

He did not want any discrepancies in the warden's "resurrection".

The two supreme wizards stood with their arms folded in the shadow of the eaves, seeming to be talking, but they could only see if the windless cloak rolled up a strand of sand.

As for Dr. Banner... he meditated on the roof.

This is a bit outrageous.

But Peter could understand the anxiety under his calm appearance.Although he emphasized that he was standing at the highest point and monitoring whether there was a mechanical squid attack in the distance, Peter felt that it seemed like a blind prayer.

But the boy himself is not much better.

"It's been almost an hour," Strange walked up to him at some unknown time. "It shouldn't have been so long."

Just now, another Stark came out, said hello to everyone, and then left with Strange in another universe.

From what he meant, there was nothing wrong with it.

But it has been more than half an hour since two people in another universe disappeared.Peter licked his chapped lips, and the sun above his head made him dizzy.

Although these are fake-at least heatstroke and water shortages that occur in the sandbox cannot be mapped to reality.

"You should go inside and take a rest." Strange said sternly.

"No," Peter refused very stubbornly, "I want to watch the wind here."

Strange shook his head: "The other two have already been looking for the nearby mechanical squids and preparing to lead them away. They won't bother us. Not only that, they are also planning to find a way to tame those mechanical squids—— After all, the other Stark doesn't remember how he made those things, but it is always his pot, and he has to solve it himself."

Peter was taken aback for a moment: "Don't remember?"

"Why don't you remember the middle part?"

In the basement, Zhang Dianyu and Stark dragged out two boxes from the corner and sat opposite each other, then he raised his own question.

"It's very simple," Stark sighed. "When we were avoiding mechanical squids, Stark used their energy cores as power sources to make this area into a'disk' to store your memories. And your memory copy was also made at that point in time."

Zhang Dianyu understood: "In other words, I have only taken out the memory copy now, and I will never know what happened afterwards."

Stark moved his fingers.

"I... I told you about it."

Zhang Dianyu nodded, then pondered for a moment and said, "But there seems to be a lot missing in the middle."

"..." Stark tried to defend. "After all, I can tell from my perspective what I know."

He didn't.

He didn't know how to describe his mood during this time.

But now it seems unnecessary.

He licked his lips: "In the end we gave a hug." He opened his arms, "Just...like this, try?"

Zhang Dianyu showed a little embarrassed expression: "Even so, I can't retrieve the memories of this period of time because they don't exist at all?"

Stark put his arm down: "Yes, that's right."