Chapter 162: Virtual
The huge silver-white room is neatly arranged in rows of rectangular box-shaped sleeping pods, each of which contains a human with a serene expression, but the strange and terrifying thing is that these people are not all different individuals, but overlapping and duplicating each other.
The organization of human beings had no idea that there would be such a place on the earth today.
And that's not all. ’
Chen Sheng looked left and right, there seemed to be a faint blue light flashing in his eyes, and through the scanning perception of space and mind, he was able to capture more of the breath of a 'living person'.
It seems that there are quite a few rooms like this around.
At this moment, the eyebrows of 'Tony Stark', who had been awakened by Natasha in the sleep pod, twitched, and a pair of hazel eyes slowly opened.
These Tony Starks lying in the sleeping pod are wearing a uniform black uniform, and they look relatively young, about thirty years old, which is not quite the age that Tony Stark should be in this world in 2035.
"Tony"
Despite the strange situation at the moment, Natasha couldn't help but stare at the Tony Stark in front of her, and slowly spoke.
"Who are you?"
Tony Stark's eyes quickly brightened, but he looked at Natasha as if he was puzzled, as if he didn't know the person in front of him.
And after hearing the response of the three words 'huayu', Natasha's expression also stiffened a little.
"These are clones."
Chen Sheng stepped forward. Condescendingly, he looked at the Tony Stark who was already sitting up.
"Although his body functions are normal, and his life breath is in an undamaged state, the power of his divine sense is very weak, even lower than that of a normal person, let alone Tony Stark."
Tony Stark is a supreme genius among human beings, and his will and mental power are definitely different from ordinary people, but when he woke up, Chen Sheng could feel that his brain signal activity was not very strong, or that it was obviously different from normal people, obviously, he was just some kind of clumsy copy.
Because the essence of the flesh is nothing more than a bunch of carbohydrates, but the true soul it carries is unique, and Ultron can make these clones Tony Stark, but he can't copy the genius wisdom of the real body.
“”
Hearing Chen Sheng's voice, Natasha's face became a little pale.
"Where's the real Tony?"
"Maybe in there."
Before Chen Sheng could continue to respond, Dr. Strange's voice rang out.
Everyone turned their heads and followed his gaze subconsciously, only to see Strange staring at the huge transparent column in the center of the room, frowning.
"What?"
Falcon Sam couldn't help but say.
"You're saying the real Tony Stark has only one brain left?!"
“”
There was an eerie silence for a second, and Steve spoke.
"And who's Tony in these brains?"
Although this speculation is very frightening, what Strange said is not impossible.
This massive, trough-like transparent cylinder looked very suspicious, if there was no real Tony Stark in these sleeping pods on the ground, then where would the real Stark go?
In the current situation, it makes perfect sense to make such an association.
"Hey, Captain, why are you here, wait, what the hell is going on?"
Just as everyone's expressions were ugly, the clone Tony spoke.
He looked a little confused, a little pained, confused, and a little skeptical.
"How do I feel like I've forgotten a lot of things, Captain? Are you Thor? Wait, who are you, and you"
Everyone looked at him and saw that the awakened 'Tony' seemed to be constantly looking at everyone present, but after looking around, he seemed to only recognize Steve Rogers and Thor.
"Damn, what the hell is going on, Captain, can you explain it to me."
Tony, who was judged to be a clone, took a deep breath, he closed his eyes and shook his head violently, and after two seconds, he opened his eyes again and looked at Steve.
"What did you just say?"
"I'm a clone?"
"Is it true that Tony Stark is soaked in this container?"
"Tony."
Steve looked at him with a look of some unbearable, but he still suppressed the indescribable anger in his heart, sighed, and still called out the name.
"Calm down first"
"I've calmed down."
Tony began to move his body, and he struggled to get himself to his feet, feeling an inexplicable feeling of weakness in his body, but fortunately it didn't particularly affect his normal activities.
Stepping out of the sleeping pod, the clone Tony didn't keep his eyes on Steve, but walked towards the other sleeping pods lined up on the ground.
Before even thirty seconds had passed, he had already walked briskly past the dozen or so sleeping pods around him, and he had the answer he wanted to confirm.
"These are Tony Starks"
In these sleeping pods, he saw at least three or four other people who looked exactly like him.
Muttering to himself, his face suddenly turned pale, but his expression did not collapse suddenly.
He tried his best to keep his composure.
"I see. It seems that in all probability, what you just said is true. ”
He spoke as if he were talking to himself, and as if he were speaking to those who were present.
"Captain."
Tony, a black-clad clone, turns his gaze back to Steve.
"What year is it?"
“2035。”
Natasha answered his question first.
"It's been ten years?"
Tony set his eyes on the sassy beauty who unleashed herself.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?"
"He's broken-willed, and it's hard to tell what's going on around him right now."
Chen Sheng spoke.
The state of this clone Tony, in his opinion, is like a virtual machine barely mimicking the computing power of a real computer, although the clone has an equally complete brain, but without Tony Stark's real true spirit, all his thoughts are just some kind of residual memories of the past copied from the body, and his illusory personality is just a composition.
"So what are you going to do to destroy all the Tony Starks here and rescue the real Tony Starks?"
Tony, the clone, glanced at Chen Sheng, who he didn't know to him.
"We're here to destroy Ultron."
Steve was silent for a moment, but still spoke.
"Ultron?"
Hearing the name, the clone Tony seemed to tremble slightly, and his brows furrowed, as if he understood something.
"I see. We lost."
"So this tasteless silver-white space, these Tony Starks and these other replicants, and this can soaked in a bunch of brains, are all the work of Ultron?"
Hearing Tony's muttering, Chen Sheng's expression seemed to move slightly, as if he had noticed something.
"Tony, Ultron was born in your hands, do you know what it is?"