the end of the heavens

"But it was an old man."

"Old man? Delivery?"

Tony didn't understand why Jarvis suddenly became talkative. He clicked on the screen beside him and checked the surveillance in front of the door.

I saw a delivery van parked outside the house, and an old man with gray hair swayed down from the driver's seat. It may be that the van is a bit old, and the old man took a lot of effort to open the back door of the car.

Probably because the cargo was too heavy, the old man couldn't take it out for a long time. He adjusted the sunglasses on his nose and started hammering on the door of Stark's villa.

"Is Tony Big Shit there? There is your courier. If you hear it, come and get it yourself."

Tony: "..."

The current courier is so arrogant, even if the name is mispronounced, the attitude is so bad!

Tony had never seen a courier with such a bad service attitude. He dared to be more arrogant than him. He couldn't bear it. He wanted to call to complain.

After thinking about it, he decided not to have the same knowledge as the other party. He must be a person with a story to come out to work at such an age.

Based on the principle of respecting the old and caring for the young, he decided to forgive the other party, but only this time, not the next time.

Two minutes later, Tony pushed open the door, chattering and complaining.

"You are Tony Big Shit, too slow? Hurry up and take the courier away, I have to go to another place to make a guest appearance, I don't have time to waste time here."

Tony frowned, took a few deep breaths, and warned himself not to be as knowledgeable as the old man.

He walked behind the truck, looked at the tin box inside, and frowned slightly.

After the visual inspection, there is no need to try it, it will definitely not move.

"please wait a moment."

Tony ran into the house in a hurry, and after another 2 minutes, he put on a steel suit and walked out.

"What do you think of my body, handsome?"

Tony raised his chest and raised his head in a concave shape, signaling the old man to be more polite. He himself felt childish, but for some reason, he wanted to do so.

"It's terrible! Don't talk nonsense, move things away quickly."

"Huh?" Tony glared at the other party, this time he really couldn't bear it.

"Um!?"

"..."

When the other party looked up and stared at him, Tony didn't say anything. He unscrupulously moved his goods and checked his eyes. He seemed to be a very powerful person.

"Wait a minute, you haven't said who the sender is?" Tony raised his hand and called to stop the delivery truck that was about to leave.

"Let me see... oh, the sender is Howard Stark."

"What!?"

Chapter 8 and Chapter [-], you know all about it (additional changes for the lord's 'I'm still here to see the original')

Delivery from Howard Stark!

Tony looked blankly at the tin box in front of him. His dead father sent him a courier. He asked Jarvis to check it. There was no delivery address and no delivery time, as if it was a courier that appeared out of thin air.

Jarvis, the courier old man, also checked. He really exists, but his identities are various, including ordinary old people, celebrities, and columnists...

Strangely, no one discovered the old man's multiple identities.

"This is too strange..."

Tony frowned, and suddenly his pupils dilated. After focusing again, he seemed to have forgotten about the courier, and Jarvis next to him didn't remind him.

The tin case was opened, and Tony raised his hand to flick through the diaries, and at the end was another video tape.

He couldn't help grinning, to be honest, a little scared.

The previous video was the countdown to the death of the father. This time, it could be the mother, right?

After a fierce ideological struggle, he picked up the video tape and played it. If it was a nightmarish scene, he only hoped to find clues to the murderer.

After the scene flashes, it enters the main topic. Howard Stark appears on the screen, with his hair combed back meticulously, full of energy and vigor, full of the sense of a successful person.

Seeing this face, Tony couldn't help feeling a little jealous. In his memory, his father's appearance hadn't changed since middle age, and so had his mother's. It seemed that time had frozen on the two of them, and their appearance would never age.

"This bastard, so old, actually looks younger than me."

Tony muttered to himself, Howard smiled slightly in the picture, and said, "Tony, are you envious of my youthful appearance? Don't think about it, you have no chance, and I won't let you have this chance, after all..."

Howard's face in the picture turned gloomy, and he laughed again after a pause: "Tony, when you see this video tape, Maria and I are already dead. There is no way, the enemy is too powerful."

"Of course, maybe I didn't die, but lost everything and became a slave without self, a walking corpse like an empty shell..."

"Tony, I won't tell you who the enemy is, and I don't want you to avenge us, that's not an opponent you can challenge..."

"This world is far wider than you imagined, full of infinite unknowns and possibilities. You may find it unbelievable, but I want to warn you that myths are real..."

"Tony, don't be arrogant. When facing the world, you must be in awe!"

The video ended here, and Howard was full of caring words throughout, and even poured a bowl of chicken soup at the end.

Tony was dazed after reading it, and was a little disappointed that he didn't find the picture of his mother. Then, he watched and pondered the text repeatedly, trying to find the hidden code.

But it didn't, it was just an ordinary video.

"A powerful enemy...the world is huge...the heart of awe...so, who is the enemy, you should tell me clearly!"

Tony rubbed his temples, ignoring the chicken soup and the nonsense, trying to find clues about the enemy, but was confused by the attitude between Howard's words.

He knew that he was going to die but was extremely calm, maybe he was calm, and his tone was extraordinarily dignified, jumping back and forth between seriousness and indifference.

I felt like I was going to die, but I didn't panic at all, because there was a great possibility that I wouldn't die.

All kinds of contradictions.

"As a result, you are still dead..."

Tony shook his head, dispelling the confused thoughts in his mind. This tape was brought late. He was very sure that his father Howard was killed by the enemy in an extremely cruel way.

Mother Maria was in a similar situation, if not worse.

After 15 years of disappearance, but with such a cruel result, Tony clenched his fists. From today on, he is not only a superhero Iron Man, he is also an Avenger.