Chapter 21

Stark leaned on the bar, took something out of his clothes and handed it to Fang Shao. "I almost forgot, Peter asked me to bring this to you, please help pass it on to a child named Harry."

Fang Shao was confused at first, but when he saw that it was a photo album, he immediately remembered.

Peter had promised to bring Harry pictures.

When he flipped open the pages, he saw that they were all pictures of the two naughty kids playing and rolling around in Totoro's house, with group photos, individual photos, and some beautiful Japanese countryside scenery. The Big Cat Bus that Fang Shao had long coveted was also among them.

"My place has almost become a transit station." Fang Shao complained as he flipped through the photo album. He just helped Harry pass on a gift to Tu Su yesterday, and now he has to help Spider-Man pass something to Harry.

It would be great if the functions of guest reservation and contact could be added, but unfortunately these two functions should be level 3 or 4 permissions. Fang Shao is just a novice who is still in the internship period and is only equipped with the most basic level 1 permissions. He still has a long way to go to upgrade.

By the way, the evaluation report of the last temporary second-level authority has not come out yet. I hope the conclusion is not too bad, otherwise it will affect the score of the internship evaluation.

But Fang Shao wasn't particularly worried. After all, from what he had heard of his peers, whether they had poor business, bad attitudes, or were so tough that they fought with customers, they all passed the internship evaluation after a year and were running their bars well.

I guess the worst result would be a low score, and being teased by those mean-spirited people in the group, which would make me lose face.

Thinking of this, Fang Shao felt relieved again. Anyway, his parents had been in hiding for a long time, and no one was nagging about his scores, so there was no need to fight for that face. This kind of family relationship where both parties treated each other as if they didn't exist was quite easy once you got used to it.

"Hey, just give me a bottle of wine and a pizza. There are too few things on your list. I can't even choose." Seeing that Fang Shao seemed to be lost in thought, Stark waved the price list in front of him unceremoniously.

Fang Shao felt that Stark's suggestion made sense. After all, there were quite a few customers who were not short of money. Even if Stark was not mentioned, the Mist Army and Wandering Earth had also deposited a large sum of money in the bar, and they couldn't just let the money sit in the headquarters' account for nothing.

"Next time, I'll see if I can add something good." Fang Shao handed Stark a bottle of beer, then deftly opened a box of pizza and threw it into the microwave.

"There must be burgers, especially cheeseburgers!" Stark said, raising his head and taking a big gulp of beer along with the foam.

"I can't make it!" Fang Shao rolled his eyes. Burgers are so troublesome to make, you have to bake them, cut them, and add all kinds of toppings. Pizza and braised chicken are the best, you can just put them in the microwave after unpacking them.

Facing Fang Shao's perfunctory answer, Stark responded with an unseemly middle finger. If you open a bar with such a service attitude, it would be strange if you would have repeat customers.

The proud Mr. Tony Stark selectively forgot about the net he had set up for the bar in New York City. When the news that the bar finally appeared after a few days came, he did not stop for a moment and flew over from the other side of the city wearing the Mark armor.

As soon as Mr. Zhu came in, he heard the two discussing what to add to the menu. To be more precise, one of them kept making requests, while the other was wavering between ruthlessly refusing and nodding in agreement.

"It's so lively." The old man laughed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed out. "Hello, Mr. Fang, hello, Mr. Stark." He looked at Iron Man, whom he met for the first time, and called out his name accurately.

Stark was also very calm. I guess in his opinion, parallel universes, aliens, and future Earths should all know the great Mr. Stark. This is too normal and not worth thinking about.

"Hello, old man." Fang Shao waved with a smile, "Mr. Stark is giving me some suggestions. You can also take a look to see if there is anything that can be adjusted or added."

Mr. Zhu obviously noticed that Fang Shao's attitude had become more friendly, and the smile on his face became wider. "Okay, an old man like me will also come to advise you."

Mr. Zhu also sat on the bar stool and blended into the discussion group very smoothly. Stark was a little repulsive to this strange old man at first, but after hearing his endless and seemingly reasonable food recommendations that Fang Shao could accept, he no longer minded him joining in on the topic.

Fortunately, the Wandering Earth Project had just started, and the food on the Chinese table was not as scarce as it would be a dozen years later, so that even durian-flavored dried earthworms became a top-quality gift. Especially for a man of Zhu's age, he had a good life before the solar krypton flash was proven, so he talked about various delicacies in detail, which attracted the interest of Stark, who has a special liking for burgers, and he was ready to find time to go to the Marvel World of China to feast.

Fang Shao really admired this old man. Stark didn't know the situation of the Wandering Earth, but he knew it in his heart. However, he didn't rush to ask for help, but tried his best to participate in their topics as an equal and build relationships with them.

Zhu was truly calm. During the ten days of waiting, he and the Chinese government were under heavy pressure. This pressure was not imposed by the coalition government or anyone else, but was the weight of billions of lives that they took on themselves. But it was precisely because of this weight that he had to be cautious at every step and not be affected by emotions and impulses.

This is actually consistent with the final decision of the coalition government. They are eager for a turnaround, but they will not force it, and they will not pray without dignity. The history of the Age of Exploration tells them that once the clash of civilizations loses balance, it will only lead to tragedy.

The Wandering Earth Project is their confidence. This project is a joint decision of billions of people from all civilizations on Earth, and they are determined to carry it out to the end. Even without the help of external forces, no matter how much it costs, they will eventually find a new home for all mankind.

After the small discussion, Fang Shao's list was filled with notes written by Stark. He pouted, "I'll try my best, don't get your hopes up." Cooking was impossible, at most he could just buy pre-prepared meals.

Stark didn't care. He had been arguing with Fang Shao and Zhu Lao for a long time and had already had a great time. He didn't care about the possible results. This behavior was a bit like the famous scholars of Wei and Jin Dynasties who "came with excitement and left when excitement was over."

Seeing that the previous topic was over, Mr. Zhu finally waited for the right opportunity to start a new topic. But he did not face Fang Shao, but took out a silver USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Stark, "Mr. Stark, we will always remember your and Spider-Man's selfless help to The Wandering Earth. Verbal thanks are far from enough to express our gratitude. This is our heartfelt gift, and we hope it can help you and your world."

Stark suddenly realized. "It's you. Your scientists are terrible. You should have been prepared for a tsunami caused by the Earth's stopping."

He picked up the USB drive and didn't care much at first, but when he thought of the huge steel structure towering into the sky and its power that could stop the earth, he inserted the USB drive into the wristband on his hand.

Although the timeline of the Marvel world is at the beginning of the 20th century, some black technologies were introduced earlier, and the development of AI intelligence exceeded that of Wandering Earth in 2058. The USB flash drive was decoded instantly, and several organized video folders with titles were projected by Stark.

Iron Man 1-3

Avengers 1-4

Captain America 1-3

Spider-Man 1-3

Thor 1-3

…

Stark was a little nonchalant at first, but when he saw the names of the Avengers members, he sat up straight and his face became serious. The folder was quickly opened, and dozens of videos were played at the highest magnification at the same time. AI selected a few screenshots and displayed them in front of Stark.

【Destroyer】

【Infinite Gems】

[Avengers' series of failures and deaths]

[Ashes spreading throughout the universe]

"Vision is dead... Peter is gone... Half of all life in the universe is gone..."

The nightmare that had been washed away by the ambrosia was awakened by these horrific silent images and returned to Stark's mind.

"How could this happen?"

"Stark!" Fang Shao patted his shoulder heavily. "Nothing has happened yet. Everyone is fine now."

Stark shuddered and finally woke up from these images. He looked carefully and immediately realized that the people in the images were just very similar to his companions, not the real them.

"This is..." Stark looked at Mr. Zhu beside him, with some anger in his eyes. If this was a provocation, even if it came from another world, he would retaliate fiercely.

"These are movies from our world, which were very popular in the early 20th century. The creators of these movies are a comic book company called Marvel, so we also call the world constructed by these works the 'Marvel' world." Seeing Iron Man come to his senses, Mr. Zhu also breathed a sigh of relief and patiently explained to him. He knew that although Iron Man looked sensitive and irritable, his inner courage and tenacity far exceeded that of many people.

"Movies, comics? Marvel Universe?" Stark showed an expression of disbelief. He played back the footage, and it did have a standard movie opening and ending, and some even had comics flashing before the start.

"Incredible, right? But it does exist. Maybe this is a projection of one world in another world, just presented in the form of comics and movies. The content here may be true, false, or a mixture of both. Maybe in other worlds, we are also a literary work. After all, pushing the earth around, this idea sounds great, doesn't it?" The old man smiled indifferently.

Stark looked at the old man in surprise. "You are quite open-minded. But if it were me, and someone came up to me and told me that I was just a character in a movie, I would definitely punch his nose flat and let him see if my fist was made of paper."

"Haha, I'm an old man and can't withstand your punch. Mr. Stark, do you think you are fake? As long as we confirm our own authenticity, nothing else matters." Mr. Zhu smiled calmly and did not feel threatened.

Stark glanced at the old man, then looked gloomily at Fang Shao who was watching the show calmly on the side.

"I accept this gift."

Iron Man put away the USB drive, and the next moment he was fully armed with golden-red armor. He pushed open the door and flew away with flames.

Although I didn't completely believe the old man's words and the contents of this USB flash drive, it was still urgent to gather the Avengers. Whether it was a projection or a prophecy, it was always right to be prepared.

"You could have saved us. Why didn't you try harder..."

He never wanted to hear these words again.