When Downey Wears a Tin Can [Comprehensive British and American]

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The moon overhead is shrouded in dark clouds.

At exactly eleven o'clock at night, Karma Taj was so quiet that only the chirping of insects remained.

Downey walked out of the central hall with a solemn expression. Tony Stark and the black mage waiting outside the hall disappeared, leaving only a little mage in a black robe.

After seeing Downey, he stepped forward: "Master Modu and your friends are in the living area, sir, I will take you there."

Downey nodded and said thank you.

The little mage led him along the central avenue into the densely populated area in the south, and finally stopped in front of one of the houses, waiting for the door to be opened.

Downey saw that in the only room with a network cable in Karma Taj, Tony Stark was twisting a router with four antennas, giving the residents of Karma Taj—

Install WIFI.

It may be a bit general to say this, because Karma Taj is in the parallel space independently developed by the ancient one, so Tony Stark is trying to introduce radio waves and expand the coverage of the peer-to-peer network, and then give them——

Install WIFI.

Downey: "..."

Master Mordo was standing at the door. He watched carefully the movements of the men in the room. After Tony Stark set everything up and stood up again, he immediately asked, "Is it installed?"

Tony Stark patted the dust on his hands: "Okay."

This solved a big problem for Karma Taj, and Modu said sincerely: "Thank you!"

Tony Stark: "In what era is there no wireless network, are you mountain savages?"

The black mage had a grateful expression on his face.

Downey: "..." He reached out and patted the mage's shoulder, "He means you're welcome."

Only then did the people in the room notice the two people parked outside the door. Tony Stark raised his eyebrows. He wanted to say that he didn't mean it, but before he could speak, Downey interrupted him: "It's your turn .”

The little mage standing beside him also took a step forward at this time: "I'll take you there, sir."

"Need not."

Tony Stark twisted his neck, raised his hand and refused, "I know the way."

After he finished speaking, he passed the three people outside the door and walked onto Central Avenue.

Downey subconsciously turned his head and took a look.

He didn't know whether the space opened up by Master Gu Yi alone had an altitude of more than 300 meters like Kathmandu, but he always had the illusion that this place was very close to the sky.

So when the dark clouds above the head cover the moonlight, the sense of oppression that is rolling down from all directions becomes extremely obvious.

The surrounding street lights were dim.

On the way to the central hall, there is only Tony Stark's back.

——"He is a loophole in the law."

— "You make him look like a virus."

Honestly, up until now, Downey thought the Tony Stark of this world was a nuisance.Partly because of the house he was demolished, partly because of the unbearable personality of the other party.

But don't know why.

For a moment, Downey couldn't bear to see him enter the central hall alone.

On the cobbled central avenue.

Tony Stark, who was halfway there, stopped and turned around: "What are you doing with me?"

Downey, who was following Tony Stark, stopped. The distance between the two was about 20 meters. He looked at the man's face under the dim streetlight.

It seems that he has been in a good mood since he got the script until now.

Downey had to admit that at this moment he was a little soft-hearted.

Tony Stark gave him a strange look: "If you want to eavesdrop—"

Downey: "...I don't want to."

Tony Stark: "Oh."

The man said nothing, turned around and continued walking.

After he stopped at the entrance of the central hall, Downey's voice came from behind: "Go back to New York at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Tony Stark didn't speak, but raised his hand casually to indicate that he heard.

—Things could go bad.

This was the only thought in Downey's mind as he watched Tony Stark's figure disappear behind the central hall.

"You seem to have a good relationship."

Donnie heard these words just after recovering from his senses: "..."

He looked at Master Modu who was parked next to him, obviously he didn't want to accept this sentence: "Many times what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth, Master."

Mordo's expression became serious: "My teacher often said that too, Mr. Stark."

Donnie fell silent.

Modu: "Let me show you the room."

The mage in a dark robe said, turned and walked towards the opposite direction of the living area: "If you still have time, tomorrow will be the busiest day of the Goddess Festival. I can show you around Kathmandu."

Downey stepped up and said, "Thank you, but we plan to return to New York early tomorrow morning."

In fact, if it wasn't for Happy, who was driving tired, Downey might have rushed back to New York tonight.

Anyway, the Avengers were still on missions in the Shetland Islands, and S.H.I.E.L.D. alone couldn't guarantee 100% security in New York State, as he had learned the last time the Laser Man invaded Queens.

He must go back as soon as possible.

Modu regretted: "That's a pity."

The mage arranged for them three connected rooms at the end of the living area. The space is not too big, but everything that should be there is available, and——

And the wifi that Tony Stark just installed for them.

Mentioning this, Modu couldn't help sighing: "This is a problem that has troubled Karma Taj for a long time, because Karma Taj's space is not connected to the outside, so normal network cables cannot be brought in here at all. Your friend is probably a genius in this field, and a warm heart."

The genius Downey admits that the rest is up for grabs.

After all, that person can't even say a word of thanks.

Downey watched as Modu left after arranging everything, then closed the door, and after taking a shower, he put on the pajamas he had prepared in advance and lay down on the bed.

The night in Karma Taj is very quiet, except for the sound of insects outside, the only sound is the faint snoring of the bodyguard Happy coming from the next door.

Donnie looked at the ceiling above his head and listened to the sound of the second hand ticking down. After a long time, he still didn't feel sleepy.

He thought a lot, including the conversation with Master Ancient One today and everything that happened after he came to this world.

According to Master Ancient One, then the high-tech knowledge in his mind and Tony Stark's instinctive acting skills can also be explained. If the will of the universe wants them to exchange identities, they must exchange abilities. Some mistakes were made, so their original abilities and their memories were also preserved.

But he still couldn't find a way to go back, and, according to Master Gu Yi, his original identity in the world might have been taken by someone else.

This means that even if he finds a way to go back, he will become a person excluded by the laws of the universe, and become a person like Tony Stark——

virus.

It may sound innocuous, but only when you are actually faced with it will you know how cruel it is.

Downey subconsciously glanced at the wall on the left.

Across the wall is Tony Stark's room, and it's 12:30 in the morning, and he's still in the central hall.

Tony Stark didn't come back until Downey fell asleep on the bed unknowingly.

The next day Downey was woken up by the sound of those Karma Taj disciples doing morning exercises.

He sat up sleepily, and the voice of the smart butler came from the nano contact device.

"Kathmandu, the temperature is 23 degrees, light rain, westerly wind. Do you need to wake up Captain Happy for you now?"

Donnie glanced at the wall clock, the hour hand pointed to seven o'clock in the morning.

"Forget it, let him sleep for a while."

Downey got up from the bed, changed into a new suit after washing, walked out of the room, hesitated for a moment, and stopped in front of Tony Stark's room.

He first stood at the door and listened for a while, but there was no movement in the room, and then tentatively reached out and knocked lightly on the door.

The wooden door wasn't locked, and it opened a crack after knocking once. Donnie paused, and after realizing it, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

The curtains in the room were not drawn, and sunlight came in from the hollow wooden window. The quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and there was no trace of anyone sleeping on it.

There was no one inside.

"If you mean your friend."

Modu, who had just finished training, inserted the long stick in his hand into the weapon rack, and replied after hearing Downey's question: "He seems to have left Karma Taj last night."

Downey was stunned for a moment: "How did he leave?"

Modu: "If I read correctly, he should be wearing your steel armor."

Donnie frowned.

Mark 7.

Over there, Master Mordo was still lamenting that the friendship between the two of them was so good that he could share all the steel armor without reservation, but this time Downey couldn't spare his mind to refute him.

Things seemed to go bad as soon as he expected, when the truth was revealed.

Seven o'clock sharp New York time.

In a dimly lit rental house.

All kinds of wires are scattered all over the floor, and the chandelier on the workbench in the center of the room is still on. It is a warm yellow incandescent lamp that has almost been eliminated. There are several hand-painted armor circuit diagrams on the table.

The Mark 7 was parked in the shade of the corner, half of its red-gold exterior already painted black-gold.

The air smelled of rusted metal, wet varnish, and a strong—

Alcoholism.

A tech genius.

But he doesn't have the ability to live a clearer life.

The trash can is full of empty wine bottles and shredded scripts, and next to it is an old laptop with the screen open and a message hanging in the chat window.

From Associate Director Krakowski.

[Sorry, Donnie, the sponsor has temporarily stuffed someone in. This is not up to us to decide, but the role of the third male lead is still there. If you still want to participate, I will inform you of the interview time. ]

There is a sentence written on the reply column: [No need. ]

But it was not sent out.

The mobile phone on the computer keyboard rang at this moment

The caller ID was an unfamiliar number, and the shrill ringing made the man on the bed turn over irritatedly: "Mute, Friday."

The next moment, the phone stopped ringing.

Tony Stark rewrapped his thin blanket and lay flat on the metal bed that didn't even have a mattress.

The agent arrived in North Brooklyn at 07:30.

He walked into this unfinished building that looked like a rough house along the stairs that didn't even have handrails. He stopped at the door of Tony Stark's room.

The agent was just about to step into the room, but after seeing the messy environment inside, he took it back in disgust, and even stretched out his hand in front of his nose with exaggerated movements to slap it a few times

"This is disgusting. Do you live in a garbage dump, Donnie, honestly, is your landlord willing to charge you rent for this kind of house?"

The man in the room didn't reply, but the manager was used to his character, leaning against the door frame and continued: "I heard that the role in the play you took was snatched by someone from the sponsor?"

The man on the bed still didn't speak.

Agent: "It doesn't matter if you grab it. I didn't want you to take on that movie. A director whose name I've never heard of, and a newcomer is used in the whole movie. If the ratings are good, there will be ghosts. The most important thing is that the salary is still low." It’s so low, do you think I’m a beggar?”

After he finished speaking, he paused, and his tone became a little more eager: "And you don't know Tony Stark? I think he went to the set to find you that day. Does he mean something to you? Why don't you let him— —”

A pillow was thrown out, interrupting the manager's words, followed by a low voice: "Get lost."

The pillow hit the manager accurately, and the manager's expression was distorted for a moment. He silently said Tony Stark's name several times in his heart, and then suppressed his anger and said, "Okay, Robert, stop you being so bad now." Let’s live, I’ve picked up another new play for you.”

"Commercial films, big cost and big production, although you are not given an important role and you are a villain, but at least it is better than you playing tricks everywhere."

The agent took out the script from his briefcase and put it on the shoe rack at the door. The man in the room was still silent. He was unwilling to leave like this. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but said: "To be honest, Don Ni, I think you should know what it means to be the richest man in New York. It is an opportunity, a network, and a good thing that many people will never encounter in their lifetime. I hope you can understand one thing, that is, compared to your future, your so-called Persistence is worthless."

"Take a step back, even if you don't have this idea, you can give me his mobile phone number. There are many people who have this idea. It's just that when the time comes, someone else will be spotted by the richest man. Don't—"

The manager's words stuck in his throat.

Because the man didn't know when he got up from the bed, the manager's haughty expression froze as the man gradually approached.

——He saw a pair of bloodshot blue eyes from the smell of alcohol on his face.

Now, anyone can see that the man's state is very abnormal.

His body was tense along with his nerves, his arms showed obvious muscle lines, the protruding blood vessels were strangely red, his steps were heavy, his breathing was equally heavy, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his head and face.

A pair of eyes are as fierce as a wolf, as if it can aim at the prey at any time and bite off his neck.

And he is doing just that.

He grabbed the manager's collar with one hand and lifted him up. The instantly tightened neckline made the manager's face turn red.

The man's voice was extremely hoarse: "I'll say it again."

"Go by yourself."

"Don't let me throw you out of here."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the manager's collar and threw it out, and the other party was thrown out like a weightless rag, and fell on the ground full of gravel, screaming in pain.

The manager held his butt hurt by the gravel in disbelief, got up from the ground, and just wanted to yell, but when he looked up and met the man's eyes, he retracted the words he was about to yell, and coughed violently After a few sounds.

Desperately escaped from this unfinished building.

Tony Stark looked at the manager's fleeing back, closed the door with a bang, and lay back on the bed.

He closed his eyes, but couldn't sleep.

At the beginning, he injected himself with the Extremis virus despite Dr. Maya's objection, which indeed helped him overcome the difficulties and repel the powerful enemy alone, but the first generation of Extremis virus was not stable, and its side effects were also very obvious.

It's been eating at his nerves, and it started last night.

Tony Stark had that strong desire to destroy something again.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure.

After an unknown amount of time, there was another knock on the door.

Tony Stark wrapped his head in a quilt irritably, and shouted out the door: "Don't bother me!"

The knock on the door paused for a moment, and then knocked more frequently, as if to keep knocking until he came to open the door.

The little sanity left in Tony Stark's mind finally collapsed completely.

He threw the quilt on the ground fiercely, got up from the bed again, and then opened the door: "I told you to get out, you can't understand human language? Or are you looking for death?"

As soon as the voice fell, after seeing the person standing outside the door clearly.

Tony Stark's expression froze.

The person standing outside the door was not the agent he thought had gone and returned.

It was Downey who came directly from Modu's portal to the corridor of Unfinished Building.

Behind Downey is the fading halo connected to Karma Taj. Tony Stark frowned, and the expression on his face slowly retracted: "What are you doing here?"

Let me see if you're mad enough to blow up S.H.I.E.L.D. again.

Donnie answered in his heart, then looked the man up and down, and after seeing the raised blood vessels on his arm: "You don't look good."

Tony Stark: "But you look fine."

Obviously, their conversation seems to have returned to the state of talking with ducks when they first met.Downey didn't realize what the other party meant at the first time, until Tony Stark asked again.

"You already knew that I'm not from this world?"

Downey was silent for a moment: "Yes."

Tony Stark's hand on the door frame couldn't help tightening, the huge force could even hear the sound of the wood being broken inside: "So you are happy?"

Downey was stunned for a moment: "I didn't mean that." He paused for a moment, "What did the mage tell you?"

Tony Stark didn't speak.

He suddenly smiled.

Those warm brown eyes reflected his distressed appearance, and the Extremis virus was like a blunt knife cutting his nerves.

"she says."

"You are the one chosen by the rules, and you should be the real Tony Stark."

And who is he?

He's been in this world for 30 years and he's finally told.

——He is a comic.

it is ridiculous.

He is nothing.

Just like a person running naked in public, he can only maintain his little self-esteem by desperately attacking passers-by who may laugh at him in his subconscious.

"Everything is yours, including the company I built, the armor I made, the ammunition I made and the money I made, go back and throw a celebration party, it feels great to get something for nothing, doesn't it?"

Everything seems to be back when they first met.

"Tony Stark." Downey looked at the man in front of him who had become aggressive again, pressed his eyebrows, and said calmly, "I didn't come to argue with you."

"Listen, your problem is serious, but things are not without a turnaround. I don't know what the ancient master told you, but it may not be as bad as you think, we can find a compromise, my meaning is--"

"We are not enemies." Downey lowered his tone, "I just want to help you."

Tony Stark looked into each other's eyes.

He didn't deny it, those eyes were clear and sincere.

Just like what Master Gu Yi in the central hall said to him.

—He can help you.

—Only he can help you.

In the unfinished building with no windows, light came in from the side.

The two looked at each other silently.

One stands in the warm sun.

One stood in a gloomy rental house.

"What I do is my business." The man raised the corners of his mouth and showed a nasty smile, "You don't need to meddle in my own business."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door hard.

……

……

"You did invent a half-mile-long gun for firing tactical nuclear devices four hundred miles away."

"So Mr. Stark, do you think it's fair to define you as an arms dealer?"

"In your opinion, apart from weapons, what have you brought to this world?"

"It's smoke and fire, sir."