In the ruins of the fallen Titan, a red-painted spaceship is docked, which is the "Milano" of the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Now it's the home of Iron Man Tony Stark, and Nebula.

"Shhh Ahh Tap, tap! ”

As the hatch opened, Tony let out an imaginary scream.

It's just that the real scene doesn't have any ambiguity.

Playboy Stark, that's a long time ago.

After a series of crises and growth, Tony got rid of his cynical and self-centered petty faults, and no longer indulged in the depraved life of beauty, alcohol and drunkenness.

Of course, this was a disappointment for the New York newspapers.

You must know that in the past, Tony Stark's lace scandal alone could feed most of the paparazzi.

And now, they're going to have to find a new headline darling.

"Thanos almost stabbed you in the lungs with a short sword of nanometal, and you're in a terrible situation right now, Stark."

Xingyun said solemnly while treating the other party's wounds.

"Internal bleeding, extensive contusions, and penetrating wounds that heal slowly, as well as incidental hyperhemorrhage and malnutrition."

"Even though you immediately lowered the bleeding from the wound, it also caused damage to the muscles around it."

It is a cyborg creature whose body has been greatly modified and does not require food or water.

Nebula's arm is steady, accurately and effectively removing the necrotic muscles and completing the work of suturing.

She and Iron Man were the only two on Titans, and the rest of the superheroes, such as the Guardians of the Galaxy and Doctor Strange, were wiped out by Thanos' snap of his fingers.

Barren land, vast vastries, ruins.

There is also a harsh environment with alternating hot and cold and a huge temperature difference, which is simply a Jedi that makes it difficult for people to survive.

And that's not all.

Ever since that chattering little bug turned to ashes, Iron Man has been silent.

He seems to blame himself for all this.

"When will the ship be repaired?"

Tony asked, grinning.

There are no anesthetics on Titan, and there are no medical kits.

Nebula only found some similar antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs on the Guardian of the Galaxy Milano, and made a simple contribution to the fatal wound near his chest.

"The fuel tanks were affected during the operation, and there were many minor rifts that needed to be repaired, which could take days."

Nebula's tone was very flat, and he couldn't hear the extra feelings.

"As for the one you proposed, the idea of using the ion batteries in the storage room to reverse-charge the spacecraft, although very feasible, can only win a maximum of forty-eight hours of flight time."

"Without the power of the engines to accelerate, and without being able to perform space jumps, when the battery runs out of the last ounce of energy, we are stuck on the ship."

"There is no other way but to wait for rescue!"

Tony pursed his lips, the glint in his eyes darkening.

He was very aware of the current situation, Titan was thousands of light years away from the Earth.

Instead of sitting back and waiting for the Avengers to find a way to come to the rescue, it is better to try to save yourself.

"Either way, it's worth a try. We can't stay on Titan and wait to die, well, of course, I'm probably the only one who starves to death for lack of water and food, you should have another way. ”

Tony glanced up at Nebula and said self-deprecatingly.

"I knew I should have turned myself into a consciousness like Ultron, or like you, so much more survivable, and I didn't even need to breathe air."

Xingyun didn't say a word, and reached out to help the other party up.

Then get into the ship and continue to search for supplies and parts that you can use.

In fact, she admires the tenacious will of this human being, who is trapped in a strange and barren dead planet at the same time as a stranger.

It is not known if the teammates on Earth are still alive, nor if the family and friends have survived.

It's easy to break down just because of the mental torment.

However, in addition to the above, he was also suffering from physical torture.

Iron Man's injuries are severe, and there is a tendency to become infected.

In addition, the energy of the ion batteries stored in the spacecraft is insufficient, and the survival materials and oxygen reserves are scarce.

Leaving Titan is actually a risky decision, because once it loses power, the spacecraft stays in outer space, and basically has to wait for death.

Regarding all kinds of factors, Nebula believes that this intelligent earthlings must know about it.

But the other party still insisted on taking off and breaking away from Titan.

"The more I hold on to the hope of survival and stay on Titan, the more desperate I will be when the bubble phantom waiting for rescue bursts."

Tony said calmly.

He rested against the hatch for a while, and climbed into the spacecraft to collect the ion batteries that were ready for the later recharge.

"Stark, come here!"

It didn't take long for the struggle to survive when Nebula called Tony over.

On the operator's station in the cab, a radar-like safety system sounds an alarm.

"Other creatures are approaching!"

Nebula picked up the long sword and energy weapon in his hand, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

The Titan has experienced a great catastrophe, and the civilized race has long since died out.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be any animate creatures other than them.

"Maybe it's the captain, they're here to save me."

Tony's pale face forcibly pretended to be optimistic.

His nano-armor materials have been depleted, and he is seriously injured, so he is currently ineffective.

If you want to deal with the enemy, you can only rely on the nebula.

The only good news, presumably, is that this blue-skinned alien chick is actually tougher than most warriors.

"You stay in the ship."

Nebula leaves the cab and closes the hatch.

Tony didn't say anything, only silently watched as the other party disappeared into the barren world.

"I'm willing to trade half of Stark Industries' shares for a big burger!"

Leaning back in his seat, Tony's mind began to diverge.

He remembered when he had escaped from that cave and returned to New York and saw Pepper.

At that time, he said that he only wanted to do two things, one of which was to eat a burger.

"If Pepper is alive, I hope she doesn't grieve too much, I mean she can live with grief for a few weeks and then ......"

Perhaps it was a lack of water, or perhaps hunger, Tony felt his consciousness become more blurred and his eyelids heavier.

He wanted to sleep like this, and when he opened his eyes again, everyone would reappear.

That good neighbor in New York, a cute little worm who chatters.

Doctor Strange who looks arrogant, but actually is.

And the Guardians of the Galaxy bunch of boring guys who aren't quite normal......

Everyone returned to Earth in a spaceship, and then the Avengers surrounded him.

Tony would talk about this wonderful cosmic journey in a proud tone that was always unpleasant, feeling their envious and curious eyes.

How nice that would be!

"I want to sleep for a while."

Iron Man, whose face was full of exhaustion, said in a low voice.

"That's not going to work."

A gentle voice with a smile sounded in his ears.

"If you're hanging here, I'll tell Howard when I get back - although you're not his son in this universe in a sense, you're always Stark."

Who's talking?

Tony struggled to open his eyes, but his eyelids became heavy and heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

"What's wrong with him?"

The voice questioned.

"The high fever caused by the infection of the wound, there are too few medicines available on the spaceship, and he can only rely on his teeth to get through."

Nebula replied.

"Luckily, I didn't arrive too late."

The voice said again.

Tony is curious to know who that guy is?

Why did Nebula come back?

Isn't she searching for the animate creatures that have broken into the ship's surroundings?

How long has it been......

One question after another, appeared in Tony's head.

His consciousness was foggy and his head was drowsy.

The eyelids barely squeezed a slit, and only a young face was visible.

"Who are you?"

Tony asked.

"By seniority, you should call me Godfather."

The man replied.