Mei Man: I drew Superman during the Great Depression

Chapter 341 Toni Stark

"Forget it, this kind of thing should be left to the people in the parliament to have a headache."

Shaking his head and withdrawing his thoughts from the unknown Tony Stark, the old man Tony gestured to the staff of the Stark Center.

"Register the number of the Tony Stark I brought for me first."

While speaking, the old man Tony beckoned to Tony among the Avengers behind him, and the latter walked over hesitantly.

"let me see……"

Hearing the words of the old man Tony, the staff nodded immediately, pressed a few times on the virtual screen in front of them, and at the same time reminded Tony with ease: "Smile."

"what?"

Hearing the staff's reminder, Tony was still a little puzzled, and a bright light flashed in front of him in the next second.

At the same time, a photo of Tony half-squinting appeared on the screen.

"I'm not ready yet, can I do it again?"

Looking at his caught off guard face on the screen, Tony was obviously not satisfied.

"It's the same anyway, it's the same Tony Stark no matter how it's filmed."

Without giving another chance to re-shoot, the staff member's fingers moved quickly in the virtual screen in front of him, and his recording level was quickly upgraded.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tony Stark, what is your title?"

After registering some basic information, the staff stopped what they were doing and asked Tony in front of him.

"the Avengers."

Hearing the staff's inquiry, Tony had to let go of his inner entanglement, and casually threw out the name proposed by Captain America.

As I said before, although the situation in Stark City is surprising, the Avengers, including Tony himself, care more about the situation in the world they live in.

"Sorry, there are already."

After entering the title given by Tony, and watching the reminder flashing on the screen, the staff member shook his head and said.

"The iron man?"

"Feel sorry……"

"Traveler."

"Feel sorry……"

The repetition of several titles in a row made Tony, who didn't care too much at first, a little more serious. He turned his head and glanced at the Avengers behind him, and he hesitated before reporting Solti's name.

"Wild..."

"Sorry, Mr. Tony Stark, you need to reconsider a new name."

"Or call it a stranger."

Even such an inconspicuous name as Wild has already been taken by someone. It is somewhat absurd in Tony's heart. How many Tony Starks are there in this world.

While thinking about it, when he was about to think of a new title, Colin's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Turning around, I saw that the other party was standing behind me making a proposal.

"For this world, we are all people from the hometown of different dimensions."

Colin's description obviously touched the emotions in Tony's heart. He was silent for a while before restraining his expression and speaking to the staff.

"Then call it a stranger."

"No repetition, please put away your numbering device."

Enter the name proposed by Colin, and watch the word pass displayed on the virtual screen. The staff then handed a device the size of a USB flash drive to Tony in front of him, or should be called Tony the stranger.

"Number 1000, not a bad number."

Looking down at the number on the device of the foreigner Tony, the old man Tony sighed casually.

"That is to say, there are already more than 999 Tony Starks in this city before me."

Looking at the number in his hand, the foreigner Tony thought of something more.

"This is just the number of Tony Starks registered in the Stark Center. The actual number should be more than this..."

Shaking his head, the old man Tony corrected his statement.

Even if it is the same Tony Stark, because of the difference in the world and the difference in life experience, it will create a completely different Tony Stark.

Take dessert Tony No. 07 as an example, because he couldn't control his love for desserts, his body size skyrocketed uncontrollably, even in Tony Stark, it is quite rare, and this is only in appearance The difference that can be seen in the above, the nature of the character is even more difficult to judge.

Not all Tony Starks have embarked on the path of Iron Man, if Iron Man is a process that belongs to Tony Stark's awakening.

Well, on this road, there are not a few Tony Starks who have chosen a completely different direction.

"Okay, now that the number registration has been completed, the next thing is out of my control."

It didn't discuss too much on those Tony Starks who were not registered. The old man Tony looked at the numbering device in the hands of the foreigner Tony, shrugged his shoulders and put on an expression that he was about to leave.

"Wait a moment……"

Looking at the old man Tony who turned to leave, the foreigner Tony quickly put away the device in his hand, looked at him and asked, "So this is the end?"

"My job is over."

Amid the doubts of the stranger Tony, the old man nodded.

"Then there will be someone specially assigned to make arrangements for you, and of course the Avengers. Whether you want to join the Iron Council or be an ordinary member of Stark City, it's your choice."

Scanning the stranger Tony and the Avengers in front of him, the old man Tony noticed the figure coming from the Stark Center.

"It just so happens that the replacement has also arrived. By the way, don't be too surprised. This is the city of Stark. You can see any Tony Stark you can think of here."

Reminding Tony, a stranger in front of him, and leaving a meaningful smile, the old man turned around and left without looking back.

"surprise?"

Watching the back of the old man Tony leaving, Tony in the Avengers repeated the last sentence the other party left in his mouth, and for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

I've even seen Tony the dog, could there be anything worse than that.

With a word of comfort in his heart, Tony suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

"So, you are the new Tony Stark?"

At the same time, the figure in charge of taking over the work that the old man Tony said also appeared in front of everyone.

He opened the helmet of Mark's battle suit, revealing a face somewhat similar to Tony's, but obviously much softer.

"Are you Tony Stark too?!"

Looking at the face in Mark's suit, which is similar to himself but obviously has feminine features, even though he has been reminded by the old man Tony, the foreigner Tony still shows uncontrollable astonishment.

"Number 622, Toni Stark."

No need for a special title, just this face already shows the difference between her and other Tony Starks.

……

Stark City, West Midtown, Hell's Kitchen.

With the appearance of Tony Stark, this chaotic area not only did not usher in a new life, but became more chaotic and dangerous because of the addition of some forces.

More than one-tenth of the crimes in Stark City are concentrated in this area.

Even, according to the statistics of the Stark Council, there are at least ten unknown Tony Starks hiding in it.

In this regard, it is not that the Stark Council has not thought of cleaning Hell's Kitchen, but, as Tony Stark, except for a few, in fact, the IQ of most Tony Starks is not much different. Even because of the loss of restrictions, these Tony Starks hidden in Hell's Kitchen are more dangerous than ordinary Tony Starks.

Therefore, unless it is a last resort, even the Tony Starks of the Stark Council dare not really take action against Hell's Kitchen.

Wearing a black windbreaker, an ordinary-looking man stepped into the tavern in Hell's Kitchen.

Not only did the bad crime rate not affect the business of the bar here, on the contrary, the chaotic situation here became a natural protection for the vast majority of people living in Hell's Kitchen, and it was also the place with the most news in the entire city place, of course, the premise is that you have to learn to consider the true and false.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of Hell's Kitchen, or because of the design of the tavern itself.

The light in the entire tavern was very dim, and there was a lingering smell of alcohol in the air. Scattered guests gathered at the wine table, chatting with each other with wine glasses, even the bartender in front of the bar. No exception.

A man in a windbreaker strolled past the tavern, seemingly casually looking at everything in the tavern.

But soon, his gaze was attracted by a man with a decadent face on the side of the bar.

The man was wearing a light gray shirt, and the beard on his mouth was a bit messy due to long-time ignorance. At the same time, the expression on his face was full of drunkenness, but all of these could not conceal the identity of the other party. After all, that face is too obvious in this city.

That's right, this drunk figure in front of the bar is obviously also a certain Tony Stark.

Seeing Tony Stark sitting in front of the bar drinking wine, the man in the windbreaker stepped over to sit beside him without any hesitation.

He didn't speak, and seemed to be quietly waiting for something.

belch--

Taking a big gulp of wine, Tony Stark in front of the bar glanced at the man in the windbreaker beside him with drunken eyes.

"Nice design."

Although under the influence of a large amount of alcohol, this Tony Stark's consciousness was a little confused, but he could still see the unnatural look on the man's face at a glance.

"It's just a trick to deceive people. After all, wearing that face in this city is too conspicuous."

Not surprised that the device on his face was seen, the man in the windbreaker gave a reason with a slight smile.

"I haven't seen you before, so I just came to this world?"

Withdrawing his gaze from the man in the windbreaker and returning to the wine glass in front of him, Tony Stark, or the alcoholic Tony, said in an affirmative tone.

"Are people like me rare?"

Instead of answering the alcoholic Tony's question directly, the man in the windbreaker asked back.

"Most of them will be found by the people of the Stark Council as soon as they come to this world, and then go to register and make records. Only a few special guys will choose to hide..."

Not caring about the man in the windbreaker's rhetorical question, the alcoholic Tony still answered in a drunken tone.

"Don't you think it's weird, so many of them appear in the same world, there must be some kind of problem, and if you want to find out the truth, the Stark Council is obviously not a qualified choice, on the contrary their Existence is more like covering something up."

From the tone of the man in the windbreaker, it is not difficult to hear his strong curiosity and exploration of the world.

However, the alcoholic Tony curled his lips in surprise, "Every guy who hides is like you, but in the end, no one can figure out the reason."

Hearing this, the man in the windbreaker fell silent and did not respond.

"Forget it, anyway, I don't care about the truth of this world. It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, it's all the same to me." Picking up the wine glass, he took a sip and drank all the wine in it. With staggering steps, Tony gestured to the man in the windbreaker in front of him, and the latter put the money on the bar counter knowingly.

Seeing the other party's cooperative appearance, the alcoholic Tony nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to him for a gesture.

"Follow me, don't get lost, or I won't come back to you again."

While talking, the alcoholic Tony limped out of the tavern with staggering steps.

It wasn't until this time that the man in the windbreaker could see clearly that the opponent's thigh was wrapped by the leg armor of Mark's suit, supporting the opponent's actions.

With the help of the suit and armor, even if his footsteps remained unchanged, the movement of the alcoholic Tony was still not greatly affected. He walked with the unknown man in the windbreaker behind him, or Tony Stark, in the chaotic environment of Hell's Kitchen. In the streets and alleys, occasionally in the blocks not far away, the sound of fierce exchange of fire can even be heard.

However, the alcoholic Tony didn't react in the slightest to this, and he was obviously used to it.

"Okay, here we are."

In this way, after walking through the intertwined streets for about 10 minutes, the alcoholic Tony stopped in front of a deserted alley full of sundries.

"It's me, drunkard."

Standing in front of the alley, he yelled at the empty debris pile in front of him.

A few seconds later, a surveillance camera that looked like a glass bottle flashed a faint red light in the debris, and then with a faint sound of gear rotation, it was opened from the wall that was originally tightly fitted on the wall of the alley, only revealing A walk that can be passed by one person appeared in front of the two.

"Follow."

Turning his head to greet Tony behind him, the alcoholic Tony limped into the passage.

Seeing this, Tony, who was wearing a windbreaker, followed without the slightest hesitation.

(End of this chapter)