[Zhongyingmei] After Chaoying killed me

It's hard to describe how Wyatt feels right now.

He floated in his thoughts, watching his past as a bystander, but at the same time, these memories also emerged as if the barrier had been broken.

When he opened his eyes, the influx of huge amounts of information made his thinking a little sluggish for a while.

He propped himself up, staring blankly at the twilight spilling into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the mottled light and shadow falling on the ground.

Wyatt suddenly felt that the world was so... unreal.

Involuntarily, Wyatt slowly raised his hand and stretched forward, trying in vain to touch the ray of light that fell into the room.

The warm yellow twilight fell on his long and slender fingers, and the warm touch made him suddenly feel at ease.

This world is real.he said to himself.

System: "...Hanhan, are you okay?"

It is not easy to suddenly have 25 years of memory stuffed into one's head in a short period of time.Seeing Wyatt's appearance at this time, the system couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Wouldn't his host be so stupid?

Can you save me again? !

The sound of the system successfully broke Wyatt out of this hazy state. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the experience since he lost his memory was also real.

He curled up his fingers, knuckles gently rubbed his aching temples, and tried to organize his thoughts.

The content of the memory recovery this time stayed before the New York War. The huge amount of information took him a long time to digest, but in his previous life, Wyatt still had no memory of what happened after that.

Wyatt still doesn't know what happened after the New York War in his previous life.

"—Hanhan, Hanhan? Host! Wyatt!"

Seeing that Wyatt didn't respond to him, the system panicked even more.

Take care of the host, what can you do if you are stupid!

"...I can hear you." Under the system's life-threatening series of calls, Wyatt finally replied helplessly, "I'm fine...and I'm not stupid."

The system breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then... how do you feel now?" the system asked cautiously.

"If I have to say it—" Wyatt paused his hands and took a deep breath, "I regret it a bit."

System: "What do you regret?"

In an instant, the system made up a lot of brains, from Wyatt's past and present life to all the major decisions made recently-or maybe it was regret that he didn't directly kill Stark, his direct enemy?

Did he finally think about it?

Wyatt: "Regret not asking Steve for an autograph."

system:…?

"God——Captain America, that's Captain America! The Captain America standing in front of me alive!"

Wyatt was heartbroken: "Who didn't admire him when he was a child? - I still have a whole set of collectible cards in my cabinet. Oh my God, I will definitely take that set to ask for an autograph next time I see him!"

system:…

Forget it, he was a fool to begin with, what were he worried about? !

Wyatt sighed, trying to pull himself away from the great regret, so he had time to look around.

This is a clean and brand new house. The huge room is fully equipped with all the facilities. Outside the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, the warm sun melts the golden light on the row upon row of buildings, coating them with a layer of soft golden light.

"—where is this?" murmured Wyatt.

"Mr. Caviezel, you are awake."

With a standard British accent and a unique electronic sound quality, Wyatt recognized it immediately: "Jar?"

"The place where you are now is the Avengers Building, the original Stark Building—maybe you are more familiar with its former name."

Jar introduced politely: "Mr. Stark sent you here last night, and you have slept for a day and a night."

No wonder it was dusk now.

Wyatt stretched his body, his limbs were still a little stiff after sleeping all day and night, and made a slight sound when Wyatt moved.

At Jar's prompt, Wyatt washed up and found a suit that fit well in the closet.

"Where is Mr. Stark now?" Wyatt asked after finishing everything.

"Sir is in the lobby," Jar said.

Wyatt thanked him and walked out the door.

With one leg crossed, Tony leaned lazily on the sofa in the hall, holding a half-eaten hamburger in his hand and looking at the screen. On the table in front of the sofa were piles of junk food—hamburger Just one of them.

Seeing Wyatt coming out, he naturally waved the hamburger in his hand to say hello: "Hey, you're awake."

"Gollum—"

It was not Wyatt who answered him, but a grunt, and the source of the sound was Wyatt who had just stepped out.

The air was suddenly quiet.

"—Pfft."

Tony couldn't hold back his laughter first, he tried his best to point to the food on the table in front of the sofa with a sullen face: "It's specially prepared for you, do you want some?"

Wyatt sat down on the sofa graciously, picked up a hamburger and took a bite.

The hamburger was still warm, and the deep-fried steak was wrapped in thick cheese, which made Wyatt feel deeply satisfied.

Cheese is power, don't lie to me.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in the news on the screen—gold and red battle armor fell from the sky on a bustling street in Manhattan, causing screams.

Iron Man in the camera walked into a cheeseburger restaurant surrounded by screams, and while waiting, he took off his visor and blew kisses to the surrounding fans, which caused another scream.

In the end, he soared into the sky with an oversized food bag full of it, and quickly disappeared into the camera.

——As expected of New York entertainment news, even if you buy a hamburger, it can occupy quite a long time on the news channel.

Wyatt looked at the host who was pointing at the picture on the screen and began to analyze, then looked at the very familiar grocery bag of the same style and the logo on it, and finally his eyes fell on Tony.

"Don't thank me too much, I did part of the work for you-now the rumors of Stark's death have completely disappeared."

Sensing the gaze from Wyatt, Tony spread his hands, with a look of "it's just a trivial matter".

--Oh.

Wyatt took a bite of the hamburger in his hand expressionlessly, chewing dumbly.

I was suddenly reminded that there is still a lot of work to do, the public opinion that has been fermented after this incident, and other rumors that will come later but will definitely come...

Wyatt suddenly felt that the hamburger in his hand suddenly tasted bad!

"How did yesterday end up?" asked Wyatt.

Since he passed out, he has no follow-up memory. Wyatt doesn't know how the matter was resolved, and how to say it to the outside world.

"What else?" Tony raised his eyebrows, and said with a look of course, "Justice defeated evil, Iron Man saved Brooklyn-oh, this seems like a cliché script, but it did happen in reality, just So simple."

Seeing Wyatt looking at him expressionlessly, Tony wanted to continue following what he said, and finally became a little more serious.

"Rhode was stopped by the general who made the deal. Of course, he won in the end and led people to the scene after everything was over, so he shouldered the glorious job of mopping up - of course there is enough evidence in it It can prove that Rhode's approach is correct, that general—I don't remember the name—he will be tried in a military court in the near future."

Wyatt nodded knowingly and breathed a sigh of relief - it seems that the military will explain everything.

My work has been reduced a lot.

Thanks to Colonel Rhodes, the backer.

"What about the Extremis virus?" Wyatt thought of the culprit of everything.

If this technology can be perfected and used properly, it will greatly promote the progress of mankind.

Tony shook his head infrequently.

"This research went in the wrong direction from the very beginning." Tony said, he spent a day looking through the relevant information compiled by Jar and came to a conclusion.

Wyatt blinked in bewilderment.

"The dangers of the Extremis virus are far greater than its usefulness. This side effect cannot be eliminated. I mean at least there is no way for it now. Human experiments are prohibited."

Tony spread his hands: "Well, I admit that I had a thought, but I couldn't do it."

"——and..." Tony's face suddenly became a little ugly, as if recalling something bad, "These materials are only partial, and the complete version is only the lava monster—I mean the person in charge. version, and the incomplete version actually has the effect of being able to be tracked..."

Wyatt suddenly realized.

No wonder they were able to locate Tony's never-disclosed villa in order to destroy the corpse.

Everything makes sense.

"In short, the rest is what they should worry about." Tony swallowed the last bite of the burger, patted the crumbs on his hands, and said relaxedly, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll—"

"Actually, something," Wyatt interrupted.

"...What?" Tony blinked, and a hint of astonishment flashed across his big caramel-colored eyes.

"We still have to go to Stark Industries' exclusive private hospital for a comprehensive examination and come up with a complete health report, Mr. Stark." Wyatt said slowly.

"That's my job."

Tony: ...

With two days left in the countdown to the mission, Tony was finally defeated by Wyatt's disapproving gaze and went for a comprehensive inspection.

This allowed Wyatt to complete the task and gain those seven days to survive.

Under the advice of a professional doctor, Tony agreed to take out the reactor in his chest - the current technology is enough to take out the missile fragments in Tony's chest cavity that would enter the heart along the blood vessels at any time.

And Iron Man doesn't just rely on armor.

Before the operation, Tony tapped the reactor embedded in his chest with some nostalgia.

This is the first time Wyatt has seen this faint blue object.

It has maintained Tony's life for a long time, and it is also the source of energy for Tony's armor-but at the same time, its existence is also depleting Tony's health.

At first Tony resisted taking it out - he thought the suit was all he was Iron Man.

He understands now that he was wrong.

He became Iron Man not by armor, or other tools or weapons, but by his brain, his knowledge, and his wisdom.

—and that kind heart.

The main part of the work was handed over to the military, which saved Wyatt from a huge workload.

But he didn't get much leisure from it.

The Stark Industries Expo is finally about to start after a long time of preparation.

This technology expo is organized by Stark Industries, but all famous technology companies in the United States will come here to win a booth for promotion.

And Stark Industries occupies the home court, especially in this year's expo, Stark Industries will also focus on promoting clean energy-this is an excellent timing, but there can't be any mistakes.

And Wyatt's job is to deal with the media, and to smooth things over when his boss plays his temper.

Wyatt: ...I think it's probably the hardest job on set.

So for a whole week, Wyatt had been preparing for it, and his plan to visit the orphanage had been put on hold.

——Let’s think about this after the fair is over.

Wyatt thought, and for some reason, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief—probably not even aware of it himself.

That night, the venue where the expo was located was brightly lit, and there were so many people who came to participate.

Some came to visit the technology exhibition, but some came purely to see Iron Man on the spot.

——Current star chasing is really amazing.

Wyatt, who had already set off a long time earlier but was still stuck at the door, shook his head and said with emotion as he watched the crowds on the road.

Finally, Wyatt parked the silver-white SUV in the parking lot with difficulty—it was after the Extremis virus incident, Tony threw him a car key, and Wyatt was among countless cool sports cars in the parking lot , found the most low-key looking car.

Immediately, the system quoted a price that he couldn't even imagine.

But Tony rejected Wyatt's idea of ​​returning the car keys, and bluntly said that the car didn't suit his style at all.

Wyatt thought of other sports cars with high-profile colors or unique shapes, and swallowed his rebuttal.

Anyway, now Wyatt has a car too.

After Wyatt got out of the car, he raised his hand and looked at the time. There was still an hour before the start of the expo, and he had enough time to go to the backstage to prepare his speech and sort out his image.

But immediately, he was attracted by a car parked next to his car.

This is an old black antique Bentley car, as if it should not have appeared in this era, but its appearance is smooth and shiny, and it looks very new.

——Perhaps some retro hobby of rich people?

Wyatt thought indifferently, and hurried backstage.

The author has something to say:

The phrase "There is still a kind heart" is what the author wants to say!Added there QWQ

This chapter unlocks a new world of Zong, guess what it is! (It's pretty easy to guess!)

Wyatt's memory only goes back to before the Battle of New York =V=