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

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Probably no party is more question-marked than the fragments of will that orchestrated the entire plan, starting with Donnie's call to Tony Stark.

"Remember to stay away from Sol's room."

Fragment of Will: "???"

"You also remember to check the internal structure of your helmet every day to see if an inexplicable chip will emerge someday."

Fragment of will: "?????"

Downey: "I think we have more important problems to solve than Oscars and Nobel Prizes."

Tony Stark: "I also built a one-time regional communication network in the Avengers. Dr. Banner should be able to find the new system from the intranet in half a minute, and reinstalling it will not take more than five seconds." Man After he finished speaking, he paused, "I don't believe you can't think of this."

Downey already knew enough about Tony Stark's unrelenting character, he automatically filtered out the latter sentence, and then casually said during the waiting time for the new system transmission: "Is the alliance powered?"

Tony Stark: "Isn't there a hand generator?"

Downey: "... Then you may be embarrassing a doctor who relies on his brain for food."

Tony Stark: "I thought there was no way Black Widow couldn't even use a hand generator?"

Downey: "So this kind of work is given to beautiful ladies as a matter of course?"

Tony Stark: "I don't really want to be honest, but—"

Downey: "Then you don't have to say it."

Tony Stark: "—two of you may not be able to beat the beautiful lady in your mouth."

Downey: "..."

Fragment of will: "..."

As Tony Stark said, the new system was transmitted to Tony Stark's computer along the LAN in a short period of time, and Tony Stark used another LAN to transmit the system to Downey.

I don’t know if it’s due to the interference of will fragments or other screens that are willing to stay on the loading interface. The progress bar of the new system installation is as fast as the man said. After a few breaths, the screen jumps to the normal boot screen.

Downey: "So there is such a method, why did we have to wait on the loading interface in the first place?"

Tony Stark: "Brain problem."

Downey: "It means you weren't waiting in the first place, and you're out of your mind."

Tony Stark: "..."

It is not a small project to establish a communication source that can cover the New York communication network in a device that has no relevant information in a short period of time, but obviously no one will use the standard of ordinary people to measure Tony Stark, after all When he was eight years old, he could write a perfect and sophisticated firewall of natural disasters, so it makes sense.

Downey didn't have to work that hard either.

He even took the time to glance at the fragment of will that had been silent since just now when he was typing the code: "Sorry, did I forget you?"

"Where did you just say that?"

What was finally remembered by the victim, and everything planned by the mastermind, is now like fragments of the will of an outsider: "..."

The captain in uniform was still standing vigilantly at the door of the safe passage. He would not interfere in areas he was not good at, so he would probably remain silent until Downey took the initiative to give him information.There's nothing wrong with that, at least that tall figure against the moonlight gave Donnie enough sense of security, otherwise he wouldn't have calmed down so quickly just now.

In the semi-abandoned S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, only the sound of Downey typing on the keyboard was left for a while, but it seemed that he was not used to working in such a dark environment. After a few minutes, Downey couldn't help but lower his head and squeeze Pinch some sore eyes, and wait until he raises his head again.

Like a desk lamp suddenly added, the control board in front of him was illuminated by some kind of light.

Downey glanced at the airtight cabin next to him with some surprise. The fragments of will that were only faintly shining just now expanded the light source, covering him, including the man and the console.

A strange tactile, warm glow like the sun.

Downey subconsciously wanted to say thank you, but before he could speak.

Fragment of Will sighed softly.

"You're as we imagined—no."

"You're as good as I thought you were, Donnie."

Downey hesitated for a moment, and resumed writing the code he had just said: "Thank you."

The light cluster in the airtight cabin unconsciously changed various shapes, and the light covering him flickered from side to side like a candle, and the circle of light in the center of the light cluster did not disappear, as if she was still looking at Downey’s every move curiously. The same, even more unscrupulous than before.

Donnie didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that after the plan failed, this fragment of will not only didn't feel annoyed when the lie was exposed, but became more—

Take it easy?

"Actually, the mother body was the one with the most energy among the sixteen fragments. The person she chose to replace Tony Stark in tens of thousands of derivative universes was not you."

The female voice, which transitioned from inorganic matter to human nature, was still ethereal, and she also brought a little inexplicable kindness when she narrated things: "Her original idea was to replace this universe with Tony Stark from other universes, she Also selected people from a universe that is about to restart."

"I recommended you to her."

Downey paused: "...Thank you, I hope such a good thing won't happen to me next time."

The fragments of will flickered for a moment, as if in her deduction, Donnie's reaction should not have been so calm after learning that she was the culprit of everything: "You don't blame me?"

Downey: "You also said that you are the victims. Although it is indeed not that wise from a humanitarian point of view, it is not that important whether I live or die alone in the face of the survival of the universe."

The fragment of will was silent for a while: "So if one day you were faced with the question of the survival of the universe and your own life at the same time, how would you choose?"

Downey tapped the keyboard without slowing down: "I don't like this kind of topic very much, ma'am, this is a kind of moral kidnapping, but if there is a day, I think most people will make the same decision as me .”

He finished typing a long string of codes and then pressed Enter. While waiting for the system to enter, he took another look at the airtight cabin: "It is not shameful to have a spirit of sacrifice."

Fragment of will: "Then why put it on Tony Stark, your spirit of sacrifice doesn't exist?"

Downey took it for granted: "He is him and I am me. Why should I impose my own ideas on others? It is impossible for me to go beyond an individual with an independent personality to make any decisions for him, and—"

He thought about the wording: "I'm not quite sure how you communicated with him, I think you probably used the wrong way, because although he seems to be full of shortcomings, he is not the kind of selfish person, On the contrary, his spirit of sacrifice, or the will to self-destruct, was greater than anyone else's."

Fragment of will: "Do you understand him?"

Downey: "I read all the Iron Man comics."

The progress bar on the screen was pushed to the end, and Downey began typing the second piece of code: "He should have a reason for not leaving."

Fragment of will: "You trust him very much."

Downey: "I can only trust him."

The main control room of Steinway Edison Energy Company is dozens of kilometers away.

Tony Stark's typing on the keyboard gradually slowed down.

He looked uncontrollably at the mobile phone next to the console.

Friday: "Will you remind Mr. Nosy that you haven't hung up yet?"

Tony Stark: "No."

The man withdrew his gaze, and his face still looked fierce even when he was expressionless.He was typing on the keyboard again, after writing less than half a string of codes.

Tony Stark: "Record what he just said and put it in Stark's log."

Friday: "...OK, Sir."

Footsteps sounded outside the empty door at this time, Tony Stark frowned, and reluctantly pressed the phone's hang up button.

Clint Button put a black optical cable thicker than an adult's arm at Tony Stark's feet: "Is this the original link you are talking about?"

Tony lowered his head and took a glance—obviously, men whose physical fitness is several grades higher than ordinary people don't need the small desk lamp provided by the fragments of will to see clearly like some people.

Tony Stark: "Yeah."

Button: "Wow, you don't know how big this company is, how long I've been looking for it! I was startled by a row of damn humanoid robots on the way, and I almost lost control and shot another arrow. That robot might It's worth half a year's salary! I went all the way to their back warehouse before—"

Tony Stark: "Go find ten more."

Button's expression paused on his face: "What?"

Tony Stark: "Ten more."

Barton's voice became abnormal: "What do you want so many of these things for???"

Tony Stark's tone was very natural: "Speed ​​up the signal transmission speed."

Clint Button: "...how fast?"

Tony Stark: "0.5 seconds."

Barton: "..."

Eleven fifty-five p.m. New York time.

2019 8 Month 23 Day.

The global power outage that did not disclose the reason to the public started with the first sentry tower lit up in the Bronx. The new signal source quickly spread outwards in a spider web with the energy continuously input from fragments of will, and in less than 5 minutes Within a short period of time, power was restored to almost all of New York.

"Success?"

The captain, who had been standing still, finally spoke his first words since he was silent just now.

The commercial street a few kilometers away from the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch in the Bronx was relit with dazzling neon lights, and the originally dark main control room was completely illuminated by the lights from overhead.

"It's not possible for a problem like cosmic collisions to cause magnetic field chaos and then cause a global blackout."

Downey lowered his eyes and looked at the time in the lower right corner of the screen: "Do you think it's possible—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the bell from the clock tower not far away.

At twelve o'clock sharp in New York time, the bell just rang for the first time.

The first 5 minutes of power restoration around the world.

The ground under his feet suddenly trembled violently.