"Peter" stopped outside the iron bars of the prison and looked into it with a curious gaze, and with a slightly flirtatious gaze, lingered a few times around the formulas drawn on the blackboard, and then said unhurriedly: "Mr. Stark, long time no see. ”

His voice made the former Iron Man tremble, and the man with messy hair turned his head, scratched his chin covered with cyan stubble in a trance, and said astringently: "You are.... Peter? ”

Decades ago, Tony Stark, who was still Iron Man, helped Peter Parker a lot, not only giving him a lot of high-tech equipment made by Stark Industries, but also teaching him the price and responsibilities of becoming a superhero, and trying to recruit Peter to join the Avengers - although without success.

In fact, if Tony Stark didn't have Pepper's confidante, then Peter's only surviving relative, the widowed and in her early years, would have a good chance of holding hands with Tony.

After more than 50 years, Tony has been reduced to a prisoner, and Peter, who was once naïve and naïve, also put on a suit seriously - the staff badge on the chest of the latter's suit proves that he has become a senior employee of School City.

"Long time no see." The wrinkles on Tony's face deepened by the sense of change between things and people, and he gently placed the chalk between his fingers into the groove under the blackboard, and whispered, "This is not the place for you." ”

There are not a few high-ranking employees who are qualified to visit the lower cells, but these senior figures rarely come in person, not only because of the "suspicion avoidance" factor, but also because of the cumbersome psychological measurements of Dr. Harley Quinn after entering the bottom cells.

"Peter" didn't answer Tony's question, he stuck out his finger and nodded at those formulas, "What have you been working on lately?" ”

“... Fine structure constant. ”

Tony Stark said a term, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "I voluntarily pay for my mistakes after being charged with crimes against humanity, and the best way to atone for my sins is to continue to shine for the development of humanity."

After ditching those unnecessary social entertainments, I had plenty of time to refine the Iron Suit while conducting cutting-edge research in the field of science.

To be honest, it's actually quite good to stay here, with abundant funds, scientific research equipment, and the ability to communicate with peers around the world anytime and anywhere.

If you are in a panic, you can insert a plug in the back of your head to enter the virtual world, socialize, play video games, or something. ”

Tony's tone was quite "happy here", but it could be seen from the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth that this should be self-comfort in desperation.

....

"Peter" didn't speak, he stared at the formulas for a long time, and after a moment came to his senses, raised his wrist, and sprayed spider silk at the alloy fence of the prison.

"Wait, what are you going to do?!" Tony Stark's eyes widened in his cell, watching as "Peter" looped the silk around the alloy fence, tying the two strands together, and spitting out more silk, looping around the two guardrails.

"Are you crazy?!"

Tony's lips couldn't help but tremble, no one! Able to escape from an underground prison!

Whether it is a god of a certain god system imprisoned here, or an evil cult who is proficient in the magic of hell, or a magician who is immersed in the way of the law, it is impossible to escape from this place!

"Peter" just recklessly wrapped more spider silk around the railing, covering the metal cell door forged from alloy into a white chrysalis shape.

"It's useless, even if you use high-temperature burning, low-temperature freezing, thunder chopping, and acid corrosion, you can't cause damage to this special steel column."

Tony watched Peter do useless work in vain, and persuaded bitterly: "Child, you should go away, this door can't be opened." And the guards were about to arrive. Trust me, you don't want to be locked up here like I am. ”

As an elder, Tony really didn't want to see the little spider become a prisoner like himself, which was a great pain for him.

"Peter" was just silent, silent, and he kept pulling Spider-Man's silk with increasing force, and the palm holding the spider-man silk made a tooth-aching squeak.

Blood dripped from his palm, but "Peter" continued to let his palm be cut by the spider silk as if unconscious, revealing the white bones within.

The flames, ignited by the blood that flowed from "Peter", the blackened and viscous jumping flames, like beasts with their own lives, gnawed at the alloy railings that were adhered to.

Tony, who was trapped in his cell, was stunned, Peter Parker was just bitten by a mutant spider, and where did he get the arson ability? Moreover, this kind of magic fire that changes its form at will does not look like a mortal flame no matter how you look at it.

If he had to describe it, Tony thought that the fire was like a red flame bestowed by an ability, like a sulfur fire spewed by a demon from hell, or like a high-temperature scorching plasma created by magic...

This.... Is it a new ability given by the school's urban human body modification technology? Or is there some kind of weird mutation in Peter Parker...

Tony Stark's mind raced as he watched as the pale spider silk was engulfed in flames, along with the alloy railings, melted into a puddle of red-hot liquid that flowed to the ground.

The shrill siren suddenly sounded, and the white lights in the entire underground prison were instantly extinguished, replaced by emergency warning lights as scarlet as blood.

"Please."

Peter stood outside the cell, in a standard pose, like a gentleman inviting a lady to the center of the dance floor, inviting Tony Stark out of the cell.

"You're not Peter," Tony shook his head expressionlessly, "I promise you, whoever you are, you'll regret your actions here and now for the rest of your life."

Anyone who provokes Leon – like me – will pay the price for his former sloppiness and contempt. ”

Peter whistled lightly, shot spider silk and hooked Tony, dragging him out of prison - after being freed from the steel suit, the latter was just a playboy.

"Quiet, Mr. Stark, or I wouldn't mind tasting you."

Peter grabbed Stark by the neck and stood in the empty hallway, listening to the cacophony of sirens.

A fully automated prison defense system was launched.

A paralyzing neurotoxin potion that captivated the Titans filled the air;

A steady-state strong magnetic field is released from instruments beneath the earth's surface, blocking any electromagnetic communications;

The spell engraved on the wall tiles, like an anchor, firmly locks every inch of space around it, shattering the intruder's idea of evacuating with spatial teleportation;

Heavy footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor, and the heavily armed Space Marines had less than 10 seconds to weave a web of fire symbolizing death in the corridor with the Gauss rifle in their hands;

In addition to this, autonomous weapons such as laser beams and gamma rays poured out of their nests and struck in the direction of the intruders.

Even if there is a god standing in the hallway, it can only be killed.

However, Peter, who was in absolute predicament, did not change his face, he held Stark hostage, raised his head, and looked over the structure of the underground fortifications to look at the sky far away.

"You know, the world is fake."

Peter, or the Great Swarm, repeated the sentence again, his eyes erupted with endless light, and everything around him, whether it was lasers, electromagnetic waves, poison gas, or physical floors, wall tiles, and space marines, was transformed into a dark blue stream of data in the light,

The visual impact of the rows and strings of data streams, composed of 0s and 1s, constantly changing and trembling every nanosecond, is enough to scorch the brains of ordinary people.

As the number one criminal against humanity in history, Tony Stark has long been injected with various genetic drugs to ensure that his body does not age, but when he sees those complicated and complicated data streams like a book in the sky, his brain still has a trace of stagnation.

In his eyes, the essence of the whole world has changed somewhat, and those real objects rich in color, like faded and mottled old photographs, have lost their real touch.

On the contrary, it is a dark blue data stream, which is more realistic and more.... Close to the essence of the world.

The glow from the crowd of eyes faded, and when Tony regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a gloomy basement, dressed in prison uniforms and covered with blankets.

There wasn't just a large crowd in the basement, there was another figure that Tony knew very well.

Doom, or Doctor Doom.

The last time I met Doctor Doom was decades ago.

Tony found a group of scientific elites who were dissatisfied with Leon's transcendent status, and gathered the efforts of everyone to create a quantum intelligence machine called "Ultron", and the god Monarch Doom was also among those people.

When the school city sent someone to hold him accountable, Shenjun Doom and the others also evacuated first, so that Tony, who couldn't escape, was saddled with this black cauldron.

It is strange that half a century has passed, and the temperament of the god monarch Doom is still so cold and unruly - the transcendents of the same era as Tony have more or less changed their mentality under the training of time, so Doom's "unchanged" seems a little weird.

Gradually understanding his situation, Tony slowly got up from the ground, and sat quietly and calmly, looking at Dr. Doom and the group with a blank face, without saying a word.

A cold silence fell in this basement, and for a long time, the Divine Monarch Dum, who was not suitable for a quiet atmosphere, said in a deep voice, "You have matured a lot compared to the last time we met, Tony. ”

“... More than 50 years of prison have passed, and if I can still maintain my playboy attitude, I will admire myself. ”

Tony lowered his eyes and said with a lack of interest.

"More than fifty years?" The steel mask worn by the Divine Monarch Doom was quite flexible and vividly expressed the meaning of "ridicule", "Tony, more than fifty years in this place are only seven days in the outside world. ”

"What?" Tony was stunned.

The crowd that had encroached on Peter's body intervened in the topic at the right time, explaining the ins and outs of the outside world to Tony.

Rockie's Idol Singer Project, Professor Charles's Mind Acceleration Program, the Pyramid of Lalaye at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, and the brain world in a jar that hosts seven billion people.

After some explanation, Rao is Tony's psychological quality is amazing, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, speechless, and there was only one thought left in his heart, "One day in the sky, one year on the earth." ”

When Tony's vibranium receded slightly, the crowd said at the right time, "Mr. Stark, we came to you in the hope that you could help us. ”

Tony suddenly came back to his senses, stared at the familiar face of the other party, and said indifferently, "Help? I'm sorry, I don't know how to help you,

After breaking away from the Iron Suit and Stark Industries, I was just an ordinary, slightly intelligent middle-aged man with no extraordinary abilities other than my brain.

What's more, even if I have the ability, why should I help you?

Can I help you shatter this accelerated world? Don't look at me as a criminal now on charges against humanity, but I am still burdened with the responsibility of atoning for the sins of the human race.

The brain world in a vat is positive for now, and for the foreseeable future, it will be positive.

I will not destroy this hope for the sake of my own selfish desires.

Therefore, if you want to convince me with slogans such as 'freedom', 'cooking', 'equality', 'human rights', or whatever, you might as well rest early.

I have passed the ideological stage of the big bourgeois vested interests, and if I want to describe it, I should have reached the ideological stage of the communal eradication of human civilization on earth. ”

Tony's ideological consciousness at this time surprised the large crowd and the Divine Monarch Doom,

TF？

Iron Man, how can you make this expression that the "bourgeoisie" are all vampires?

You used to be one of the most successful arms dealers in the world, huh?

People are all over the world, you can play golf with the president, you can go to nightclubs with the district councilors, and the big capitalist who is stuffed with the flesh and blood of the low-level workers in every tooth is talking about you!

As if he understood the egg-sore expressions on the faces of Doom and Daqun, Tony Stark, who was haggard, smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "There are only individuals who betray the class in the world, and there is no class that betrays the class." Whether it's a brain in a vat or not, 55 years have taught me a lot.

It allows me to calm down and look back on my previous life.

I understand, I understand, I understand,

The development of human society must inevitably follow one principle, that is, the relations of production must be adapted to the productive forces.

This principle must be followed in all political and ideological concepts, in all contradictions and struggles, and in all isms and non-isms.

Capitalism is not suitable for the galactic journey in front of mankind, and if you still try to convince me with the 'human rights', 'freedom', and 'cooking' on the basis of capitalism, it will be impossible. ”

Ignoring the distorted expressions of Doom and the crowd, Tony Stark dug into his collar pocket and pulled out a small red notebook.

Above the cover of the small book, there are three large characters "Party Member Certificate" printed with gold paint on a red background.

Underneath the cover, a sickle and a hammer are printed.

"I am already a glorious veteran party member with more than 50 years of party experience."

Former big capitalist, Tony Stark said, "You can't corrupt me,"