[Zhongyingmei] I use the card to save the world

"No, your shelter is not here." Tony ruthlessly broke the epidemic doctor's beautiful illusion about the future.

"Really?" The epidemic doctor's tone was a little lost, but he still nodded politely to Tony and the others.

Tony and Clinton glanced at each other. Although they learned from the information that the epidemic doctor's temperament was very peaceful in a mild state, they were still a little surprised at his appearance of being able to communicate normally.

Most of the contained objects they have seen in the past are somewhat brutal, and they have never seen such a plague doctor.

"Sir, Miss Visionary's physical examination results are out." The housekeeper sent Ian's physical report to Tony's mobile phone.

Tony looked up, his face suddenly changed, the report showed that it was not like the physical data of a normal person, but rather like an old man in his dying years.

All of Ian's bodily functions are unbelievably low, like a machine that has been in disrepair for a long time. Although it is still working, it doesn't know when it will break down.

"Damn doctor, why haven't you come after so long!" Tony rushed straight to the laboratory, ignoring the plague doctor who was still standing in the hall.

"Housekeeper, give me potion No. 9!"

The butler controlled the robotic arm to take out a bottle of blue medicine tube from the box beside it.

Tony took the medicine, knocked off the bottle cap, and put the light blue medicine in the medicine tube into Ian's mouth little by little.

After the action was done, his complexion was still not very good-looking. Although this nutrient potion had some effect, it was not of much use.

Like Ian's situation, this kind of emergency medicine alone won't work.

"Help me get in touch with Dr. Erns, Professor Smith and..." Tony walked back and forth in the laboratory, spit out one name after another, all of them were medical experts.

Seeing Tony's appearance, the butler said, "Sir, take it easy and read this document."

"What's going on?!" Tony's impatient face suddenly went blank the moment he saw the information.

This is Ian's physical data report, but the data on it is much better than the one Tony saw just now.At least it is no longer the kind of situation where you are going to die at any time.

"Ms. Fantasia's body seems to be repairing itself, and the speed of self-repair is very fast. If it continues to repair at this speed, it won't be long before she wakes up."

After the butler finished speaking, Tony's clenched hands visibly loosened.

"It's good to be able to repair itself."

"Sir, do you still need to contact those experts?"

"Of course!"

..............................

Watching Tony walk out of the lab.Dick and Clinton hurried forward and asked how Ian was doing.Does it matter?

After learning that Ian's body was already repairing automatically, the two of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, what is he going to do?" Dick pointed to the man with the broken arm sitting in the corner, and asked Tony and the others.

"What do you want to do with him? Do you want to find a doctor to show him first?"

"Let them show him when the doctor arrives." Tony nodded. He walked up to the man, knelt down and pulled his black backpack with his hands.

"What's in it?"

"I don't know, time is too fast, I haven't had time to check his things." Dick said, "You will know if you open it and take a look."

That's right, Tony supported the man's sitting body, and took the big black backpack off him.

"It's quite heavy." Tony weighed the backpack, put the backpack on the table, and opened the zipper on the backpack.

Inside the backpack is a silver capsule-like container.It fits perfectly, and you can't tell what it is from the outside.

"Butler." Tony tapped the combination lock on the side of the capsule with his finger.

Tony didn't explain what he wanted the butler to do, but the butler already understood what Tony meant.

"This kind of combination lock is not complicated, sir, please wait for 5 minutes."

Just like what the butler said, this is really not a complicated combination lock, and the butler even broke the line of defense of the combination lock in less than 5 minutes.

There was a soft "click", and a small crack opened on the side of the metal capsule that fit perfectly, and white mist emitted from it.

Tony reached out to break open the capsule, but suddenly stopped his movements, turned around and went to the laboratory to take out a pair of gloves.

He doesn't know what's in the capsule yet.It would be safer to wear gloves that can block most poisons.

Speaking of which, this pair of gloves was given to Tony by Ian.Ian also tried to draw a few cards in the idle days when he was in the Avengers Building and had nothing to do every day.

Unsurprisingly, all the cards she drew were R cards.

And this glove is one of those r cards.

Tony, who had put on his gloves, reached out and clasped the small slit where the capsule cracked, and pulled it to the sides.

Following his movements, more cold white mist emitted from the capsule.

After the fog cleared, the things locked in the capsule came into Tony's eyes.

It was a little baby with eyes closed, who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

"This..." Clinton pointed to the baby, and then looked at Tony, "What is he doing with a baby? No, no, why is this baby put in this capsule?"

Tony frowned and called the butler.

The butler scans the baby's human body function knowingly.

"Sir, he just fell asleep and there is nothing wrong with him."

"Asleep?" Tony's frown deepened.He picked up the half capsule shell and looked at it, and then carefully looked around the baby.

Seeing Tony's movements, Clinton asked curiously, "Tony, what are you doing?"

"I'm looking at the contents of the capsule." He shook the half of the capsule and gestured to Clinton, "I found that there is no breathing and circulation device inside."

There is no breathing circuit here.And the whole capsule is sealed.How could a little baby survive in such an environment?

You must know that according to what Dick said before, it has been several hours since this man was caught by Dick.

How is it possible that a small baby survived without oxygen for at least several hours?

"Fat Chiu, pick him up and let me see." Tony said to Clinton.

He wanted to do it himself, but even the almighty Iron Man would always have something he wasn't good at.

Just like the baby in front of you.

He has nothing to do with such a small, extremely fragile cub, and he doesn't even know how to do it.

But Clinton is different. For a dad who has several children and is proficient in changing diapers and feeding milk powder, holding children is simply a piece of cake.

"Okay, I'll take her out." Clinton stretched out his hands and picked up the little baby.

"No!" Clinton's face changed, and he lowered his head to look at the baby in his arms.His palm touched the baby's back, but the touch from his palm didn't seem to be the delicate skin of the baby, but a hard, steel-like texture.

"What's wrong?" Tony took two steps closer to Clinton, looked down at the little baby in his arms, but found nothing wrong.

From his angle, he couldn't see the baby's back.

Dick, who was listening to their conversation, also looked at the little baby curiously.

Clinton gently turned the baby's body, exposing his back, "Look at his back."

The baby's milk-like skin mutated into hard and smooth scales on the back.

These sapphire-like scales are neatly arranged, like some kind of precious ornamental fish.

"Mutant or human experiment?" Tony's face became ugly.

If this little baby is a mutant, why is he loaded into this metal capsule?

If he is an experimental product, what did the person who produced him want to use him for?

The results of these two assumptions made Tony a little reluctant to accept.

Tony and Clinton are here worrying about this little baby.On the other side, Ian, who fell into a coma but was conscious, was also worried.

"System, why am I still awake?" Ian squatted in his own mental sea and asked with a sad face.

This is the 36th time she has asked the question to the system.

[Wait a little longer, your body repair will take some time to complete] The system said, this is the 36th time it has answered Ian's question.

Still the same rhetoric, the same perfunctory.

"Hey, what the hell is Ye Yi doing? It's been so long, hasn't he sent the plague doctor back to the shelter?" Ian murmured, propping his face with his right hand.

Just now, Ian suddenly remembered that he still had a task reward that he hadn't received yet.

Overjoyed, Ian hastily received the reward she had forgotten—a phased reward for the lifeline mission.

[Mission [-] - Monster Shelter

Details description:

Please store at least ten objects, the current progress is 6/10]

There is a hidden reward in this mission three, which is like a small easter egg——every time Ian stores one more object, he can get a reward of 1000 gold coins.

In the past, she would not even bother to look at this little gold coin, but now it has become the key to her life.

However, the vitality brought by these gold coins is still too little, and she must be carefully calculated and used to wake her up.

If the epidemic doctor was sent back to the shelter, the situation would be different. As long as the epidemic doctor was sent back to the shelter, Ian would be rewarded with a full 2 gold coins.

And the progress of this lifeline task 7 will also become 10/1000, and she can get another [-] gold coins reward at that time.

She doesn't have to be so tight-lipped as she is now.

So here comes the key point, why hasn't Nightwing put his clothes in shelter after so long?

【Host, please allow me to remind you】

After Ian Di talked about why the epidemic doctor hadn't been sent back to the asylum, the system finally couldn't help but speak.

【I said you didn't even tell Nightwing where the shelter is, how did you ask him to send the epidemic doctor back? 】

[Even if you tell him the address of the shelter, he won't be able to enter the shelter, and he has no authority.It’s impossible to force your way in, and it’s not like you don’t know how tightly guarded the shelter is.]

"I, didn't I tell him the address of the shelter?" Ian said guiltily.

【of course not】

Ian: Oh shit, it's over.