Daisy in Marvel World

Chapter 1106 Alright, I'll Help You!

Seeing that Stark was persecuted to such a degree of paranoia, Daisy had to write him a convincing letter. Does the earth feel abnormal if there is no accident?What kind of logic is this!

"As long as you don't cause trouble, nothing will happen to the earth, can you understand me when I say that?" she whispered.

Stark's beard was raised: "Your words violate the objective laws. What happens should not depend on my will. Don't doctors get sick if they don't go to work? You're lying to me."

The theory that there is no disease without a doctor is indeed nonsense, but the Marvel world follows this principle a lot of times. There are a lot of troubles there. If you don’t mess with it, it will definitely not explode.

Thinking of some rumors, Daisy couldn't laugh or cry: "I heard from Little Pepper that you bought a knighthood? Grand Duke Stark... Tsk tsk, winter is coming, haha..."

"Is there a crisis on the earth recently?" Stark was too lazy to go around in circles with her, seeing that she was about to change the subject, he asked very bluntly.

Daisy's heart moved, this guy seemed a little uncomfortable.

Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged villains are everywhere.

The Xinxing Central Biocomputer has found the coordinates of the cancer universe, but it is not convenient for her to go there now.

Entering the middle of June, both Wanda and Qin are nearly eight months pregnant at this time. Even though she really wants to go to Cancer Universe, she dare not leave easily, for fear that if she goes there, something will happen to her family. , she will regret it for the rest of her life.

Originally, he wanted to temporarily put aside the matter of Cancer Universe, but Stark jumped out on his own initiative, why don't he take advantage of this strong labor force?Or pull all the superheroes out to fight the cancer universe?

Originally, I wanted to take Deadpool with me, no matter what kind of enemy it was, Daisy would beat him to the brim, and then Deadpool, a guy with the power of death, went over and stabbed him. It was simple and rude, and two people were enough.

But now Stark seems to have given her a new option.

It's also boring to fight alone all the time, just like the searcher said, what if one day you get tired of it?How about mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm?

The more I think about it, the more I think it is a good way, but I directly say that the effect is not good, and it is easy to cause suspicion. It is best for them to find out by themselves, just like the behind-the-scenes bosses who help the protagonist in many film and television works, in fact they know everything , but just don't say it, let the protagonist slowly discover the truth, and then jump out to help.

Thinking through the whole plan in my mind, this method is very good!She was going to do it.

Immediately, he talked nonsense with Stark calmly, and soon asked him to keep quiet on the grounds that the TV debate was about to start.

Stark had no interest in televised debates, and left CBS disappointed seeing that he didn't get much out of it.

With a heavy burden of thoughts on his mind, Stark had a premonition that something was going to happen, but Daisy didn't tell the truth, which made him very annoyed.

He hopes that he can take the lead in the incident, instead of passively coping with one problem after another. This is a matter of personality, and it is also related to his own ability.

If he is prepared, he can create the corresponding armor, but if he is not prepared, it is difficult to say.

He went back to the workshop and continued to adjust his new armor. After doing it for a while, he felt clueless. While drinking, he lay on the bed in the workshop to rest. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he slowly fell asleep.

"Winter is coming..."

"Winter is coming..."

"What is our family motto?"

"Winter is coming!"

At first it seemed that he was murmuring in a low voice, but then he couldn't tell who was talking.

He only felt a little noise in his ears, followed by a bone-piercing cool wind, the chill penetrated his clothes and skin, and blew directly into the cracks in his bones, causing him to curl up subconsciously, but his hands and feet were stiff, and half of his movements made him Woke up.

Where are you?He wondered why his workplace was so cold.

Stark felt that his consciousness was a little unclear, and when he sat up, he found that the surrounding environment had changed.

There is no trace of the modern machining center anymore, and the working environment with bright windows has become a somewhat dark brick and stone house. The mechanical arms he made by himself have been replaced by bows and arrows and battle axes. He likes to work quietly environment, but at this time, a lot of noisy voices can be vaguely heard outside.

where is this place?Looking at the bearskin coat on his body, the leather armor on his body, and the extremely rough silk lining, he was a little dazed.

Firewood was burning in the fireplace in the room. In the crackling firelight, Stark frowned as he looked at the completely unfamiliar room in front of him. How did he come to this place?

There was a two-handed sword by the bedside, and he deliberately refused, but he thought that in an unfamiliar environment, it was better to have a weapon in his hand than nothing, so he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, only then did he realize that his hands were different.

He is an engineer and has a pair of dexterous hands, but the hand in front of him is not dexterous. It is thick, strong, and covered with calluses. This is a hand that often uses cold weapons to fight.

Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly turned his head to look at the bronze mirror in the room, and a face with some vicissitudes appeared in the not-so-clear reflection.

His appearance was still his, but the cynicism had long since disappeared, and now the reflection in the mirror was half fearful and half surprised.

He now has a thick head of long black hair, messy and bearded, a bit like Stark's face with Thor's hairstyle.

A quarter of an hour later, Stark clarified his situation by sorting out his memory.

He somehow turned into Duke Tony Stark. He fell asleep in his workshop. When he woke up, he had arrived at a place completely unrelated to the earth. His family was the guardian family of the northern border of the empire, and the family emblem was Direwolves, the motto in the clan is that winter is coming.

There is also a small lounge in his room, where the Duchess is resting, and his action of pushing the door alarmed the Duchess.

Stark scrutinized the Duchess' facial expression carefully. This was a woman he was familiar with, at least he felt familiar.

"Tony?! What the hell is going on! I remember I was still in New York!" Little Pepper was not as calm as him, and this ladylike dress like a fishbone skirt made her breathless up.

"Are you Pepper?"

"Of course!"

"What's my social security number?" Stark asked quickly, without giving her time to think.

Pepper reflexively uttered a series of codes, and Stark finally breathed a sigh of relief. This is him, but he is more worried. In this unfamiliar place, his responsibilities have doubled.

(End of this chapter)