The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

It can be clearly seen that the man leaning against the wall relaxed a little, holding the worn-out part tightly in his hand, his back leaning against the wall and slowly sliding down, when he sat on the ground, his face was heavy. The exhaustion could no longer be concealed, and he passed out soon.

Riley stepped forward and carried him back to the bed. Looking at Stark's frowning, he sighed, "I can't imagine what happened to him. What's going on here?"

Matt didn't speak, but he had a cell phone in his hand, and he had obviously just called.

Not long after, with a "Zi La", a portal opened in mid-air, and Strange led several mages out of it.

Matt obviously didn't expect that this matter would bother the Supreme Mage to appear, he stepped forward and shook Strange's hand and said, "What's going on? Stephen, why are you here?"

Strange frowned, looking a little serious, he looked at Matt and said: "You contacted the New York Temple before and told them that a strange Iron Man came here, but the Earth Defense Network failed to find his information , that is to say, he did not enter the earth through ordinary means."

"What the hell is going on?" Matt was also a little puzzled.

At this time, Jarvis stepped forward, looked at the two of them and said, "I'm afraid we can only ask him personally, but as you have seen just now, his mental state is very bad, and he may be in a state of stress." , I think, what he saw when he woke up should not be our group of aggressive interrogators, but the doctor."

Matt and Strange looked at each other, and Strange sighed and said, "Okay, send him to Schiller first, and ask him what happened after his mental state calms down." thing."

"Maybe there is no need to ask at that time." Matt shook his head, looked at Stark lying on the hospital bed and said, "For that doctor, the truth is not important, but the usefulness is important."

The night in New York always falls very quickly. From the moment the sun falls below the horizon to when the light disappears completely, it only takes a few minutes. The process of moonrise and sunset is so short that many people are enveloped before they can react. In the dark.

However, since the air transportation lines have become more and more developed, New York has finally become a city that never sleeps in the true sense. People no longer have to worry about the safety of walking at night, and the nightlife is more abundant.

Now, the air transport line has been expanded to the whole New York area, including the suburban town where the Arkham Sanatorium is located. After the completion of the shuttle and the air train, there is almost no noise, no exhaust emissions, clean and pollution-free, fast and many lines , and complete medical security measures, it has become the favorite means of transportation for the wealthy here.

As the largest and most popular sanatorium for the rich in New York so far, Arkham Sanatorium has also set up a central site. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the sanatorium's inpatient center, you can see the planes taking off and landing on the south side. shuttle.

In the night, the flying shuttle that keeps taking off and landing like a firefly is like a ship full of stars sailing into the distance, while the brightly lit skyline of New York in the distance opens its arms to accept the streamer from afar.

As soon as Stark woke up, he saw a white figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the New York skyline.

Stark was nervous for a while, but unexpectedly, the figure turned around and pushed his glasses, and said with some complaints: "Tony, what's the matter with you? How many times this month? Even if you want to test the new suit, It’s not like falling three times a month, right?”

"I..." Stark opened his mouth, but in an instant, he was in a state of mind, as if thinking of something, he immediately turned his eyes aside, and said: "This is just a small experimental error, and I It didn’t fall off, it’s just a small problem with the automatic navigation system!”

"Your little problem caused you to nearly rupture your gut, and Matt said, you probably had a concussion, Peter didn't even know Peter, so they sent you to me, and they said you passed out A lot of nonsense, let me check your mental state."

"Yes, I was a little dizzy at that time..." Stark paused, and said falteringly: "I may really have a concussion. Say sorry to Peter for me."

Stark saw a doctor in a white coat approaching, Stark glanced at the name tag hanging on his chest calmly, and remembered the name, then pretended to be a little tired and did not continue talking , half-closed his eyes, observed the doctor's expression silently, and judged his relationship with Iron Man.

Schiller sighed softly and said, "As your personal psychiatrist, I must emphasize to you that Miss Pepper has repeatedly warned me that I must notify her of any condition you have."

"No, don't! Don't tell her!" Stark said instinctively: "You must not let her know that I am hurt so badly, she will miss me for a month!"

Schiller looked at Stark helplessly and said: "Before you said that you were going to travel far away, I thought you had already left. Who knew that you ran away secretly to test the new armor. If I help you hide it, Miss Pepper will also deduct my wages."

"No, don't do that, Schiller." Seeing Schiller's rather familiar expression and casual tone, Stark made an inference in his mind that this doctor might be familiar with the Iron Man of this world.

Although he didn't know why the Iron Man in this universe actually hired a psychiatrist, but it was a good thing. It seemed that the doctor was on his side.

And from his words, it can be known that the iron man of this world seems to have gone far away, and he, a visitor from another world, can use this time to accomplish his goals.

Schiller raised his hand and said: "You should be thankful that Miss Pepper is very busy recently, otherwise you have been missing for so many hours, she must have found her, every time you get hurt, you run to me, she knows you too well gone."

"Please, Schiller, help me hide it from her." Stark opened his eyes wide, staring straight at Schiller with those brown eyes that were always wet. No one can refuse Iron Man's eyes, Schiller sighed He took a breath and said, "Well, this is the last time, and this is not within the scope of my duties."

After finishing speaking, Schiller turned around and took out a document from a nearby cabinet, and said, "This is your medical bill for this quarter, should you sign it here, or should I send it to the Stark Group?"

Stark took it without even looking at it, signed his name with a swipe of the pen, handed it back to Schiller, then sat up with his hands on the bed, and said, "Well, I still have something to do. I'm afraid I have to go back to the Stark Group first, by the way, where is the intelligent control center left by my battle suit? There are precious experimental data recorded in it, and I need to take it back."

Stark rolled his hands and said, "You know what kind of trouble the Avengers' high-tech gadgets will cause if they are left outside."

"Don't worry, Peter has sent that thing back to Stark Tower."

Stark's hand holding the bed sheet tightened immediately, and then he heard Schiller say: "Peter said that the thing was a little broken, and he tried several times but couldn't connect to the intelligent control system of Stark Tower, so He put it in the lab you used to go to, you can find it on the shelf on the right hand side."

Stark breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: Thank him for me, I didn't mean to yell at him before. "

"You really should change your temper." Schiller stood up from the chair and said, "The last time you hit a truck and fell to my place, you almost made the nurse cry. If Miss Pepper knew... "

"Please, don't let her know!" Stark interrupted Schiller instinctively and said, "Little Pepper will kill me, and no one will pay you for the consultation fee after the death of the rich man Stark!"

Schiller showed a smile, looked back at him and said: "Okay, Mr. Stark, my rich parent, you are fine, you can go home, by the way, Strange just came to see you Something happened, I said you are still fainting, remember to go to the Holy of Holies later."

Stark nodded, and jumped up from the bed almost at a flying speed, while Schiller was writing the medical records, he pointed to a door next to him and said, "The locker room is over there, don't go wrong again. "

Stark gave him an OK gesture, and rushed into the dressing room like the wind. After a while, he changed into a slightly sloppy suit, put on a pair of sunglasses, and posed towards Schiller. He waved his hand and walked out the door.

The nurses he met on the road all nodded politely to him, and some patients who seemed to know Stark smiled and greeted him. Stark saw many familiar faces, so he immediately understood that this was for the rich There are many such places in the suburbs of New York, and he occasionally visits them.

In fact, Stark has a natural trust in the profession of doctors, because it was Dr. Ethan who rescued him when he was kidnapped to Afghanistan, and it seems that Dr. Rodriguez in this world should Also trusted by Iron Man.

Thinking of this, Stark walked down the stairs quickly and walked out of the gate of the sanatorium building, and then he thought of a question, now that he didn't have a battle suit and didn't drive, how should he go back?
Stark glanced at the sky, it was already past 10 o'clock, even he would not dare to wander around the streets of New York at this time without any weapons or armed forces, or he might end up in the gutter Capsize.

So he grabbed a nurse walking across the plaza and said, "Hi, I'm Stark, can you call me a taxi?"

The nurse glanced at him and said in surprise, "Oh, Mr. Stark, did your suit hit the truck again?"

Stark curled his lip in his heart, he thought, the Iron Man of this universe is really lame, and the experimental accident is so well known to everyone.

But it doesn't matter, a truly great genius has come here, he should be grateful that his laboratory has the opportunity to accept the baptism of a real Iron Man, he will leave some results here, and it will be used as compensation for his impostor.

As soon as he was about to speak, the nurse said with some doubts: "Call a taxi? What nonsense are you talking about, there are no taxis here... Oh, you can't find the shuttle station again, right?"

The nurse showed an extremely helpless expression, pointed to the side and said, "Last time the head nurse said that you could get lost in a square with only one road. Have you arrived? The road through the fence arch over there leads to the shuttle bus center, just walk along there!"

"I have to deliver something, so I won't take you there. If you still can't find it, you can go to the next building and ask the nurse."

After finishing speaking, the nurse walked away with a stack of documents in her arms. Stark stood there in a daze. He didn't understand what the nurse said about "Flying Shuttle".

Stark stood in the square and scratched his face, thinking, maybe the name of some special taxi company?
So, without thinking too much, he walked towards the path pointed by the nurse.

There are many big trees in the central square of the sanatorium, so that the patients recuperating here can have a place to relax outdoors, so the light of the flying shuttle cannot shine here, but once you go out along this road, all The air transport facilities are clearly visible.

This was originally the richest area in New York. Almost all celebrities have a vacation villa here. Because of Stark’s selfishness, the shuttle transportation center in the suburbs of East New York was built next to the nursing home. The drop can reach more than 200 shuttles.

At night, this scene is even more shocking, because the coating on the outside of all shuttles will glow, and when they are moving at full speed, they are indistinguishable from shooting stars.

As soon as Stark walked out of the shade of the road, he saw countless streamers flying above his head, as if he was in the doomsday where the universe was turned upside down and the stars fell.

Standing at the end of the road, countless streamers gathered together, and Stark could barely open his eyes under the bright light. Iron Man stretched out his arms to block his eyes, and his unbelievable shouts echoed in the square.

"what is this?!!!!"

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