Your Majesty rule the universe

As evening approached, Tony Stark's banquet was about to begin as scheduled.

Dozens of private jets took off from various New York airports and flew to Tony Stark's party house.

Celebrities are well-dressed and well-dressed.

People in the fashion industry have perfect makeup and hair, as if they are facing a big enemy. When they carry all kinds of interview equipment and board the plane provided by Stark, they are as serious as they are going to the battlefield.

A few days ago, New York, which was depressed and whining, became lively again because of Tony Stark. High-end salons and high-end department stores can be seen everywhere celebrities preparing for Stark's party.

In addition, even the citizens of New York were infected with this liveliness and joy. Although they were still scolding Stark for colluding with aliens to invade, their faces were the first time after the invasion. smile.

Peter Parker, who often shuttles between the sky and the buildings in New York, has clearly seen this transformation.

After the rumors appeared, he wanted to speak for his little friends and his idol countless times, but no matter how he persuaded the people he saved, few people were willing to listen to him.

And after the newspaper was published, the news on the front page made it impossible for Peter to present strong evidence to the citizens to prove that what he said was correct, and that the Avengers did not do those things.

At this moment, the abnormality of the city worried Peter even more.

He tried to contact his friends, or went to the Avengers Mansion to find Tony Stark, but got no response anywhere.

"Everyone is shopping today. I don't know what's going on?" When Aunt Mei walked into the house with vegetables, she saw her little Peter lying listlessly on the window sill.

"Are you bored? Speaking of which, it's been a long time since you went out to play with your little friend? Why don't you invite him to go shopping together, the business district is very lively today." Aunt Mei asked with a smile.

But Peter was even more frustrated: "I called Zheng, but he didn't answer, he seemed busy."

Aunt Mei smiled and enlightened him a few words, then walked into the kitchen with the dishes.

Peter looked sullenly at the gorgeous lights outside the window, and suddenly felt——if now, he could stand with his little friend, it would be great.

Into Yingzheng's world, knowing what he is busy with, what he is worried about, and whether he is safe or not.

Instead of being excluded from the world of my friends like now, making wild guesses without knowing anything.

……

"Major, I have successfully entered Tony Stark's party scene."

"Major, I have successfully positioned myself as planned."

"Major, I have sneaked into the kitchen of the villa with the equipment."

"Major..."

But it wasn't just those invited by Stark to the dinner.

The major's lady who was far away in the New York Military Building listened to several success reports from the party scene, and frowned deeply.

She intuitively felt that something was wrong.

Madam Major also couldn't understand Tony Stark throwing a big party at this time.

She even found Colonel Rhodes, who was known to have a very good personal relationship with Tony Stark, and made insinuations. Although Colonel Rhodes killed him without revealing any information, the major and lady who had been engaged in intelligence and public opinion work all her life, still came from Luo. From Colonel De's words and expressions, he probably guessed what he knew.

Even though she knew that Tony Stark would not succeed in holding a press conference, tonight was just another useless struggle of the Avengers, but out of caution, the Major sent dozens of agents to follow the party. Various cleaning companies, housekeeping companies, hotel management companies, and chef teams needed to enter Stark's party scene.

Because of the vague sense of peacekeeping in her heart, for the sake of insurance, Madam Major even activated a dozen military undercover agents who had been lurking in various fields for many years in order to prevent the agents sent by Stark's security team from being discovered. and unable to enter.

According to Madam Major's vision, in this stall where rumors are flying and the public opinion is overwhelmingly unfavorable to the Avengers, Stark should be stricter about the security of the party.

Among the hundreds of people she activated tonight, ten of them successfully entered, which already exceeded her expectations.

but now……

Madam Major frowned, making the already stern face look even more terrifying.

Driven by anxiety and doubts, she called the editor-in-chief of the NY Times: "Tomorrow's front page, have you proofread it? Are you sure there is no problem with the content? Change the plan, at 6 o'clock tonight, Tony Stark's party At the same time as it started, the printing factory immediately started printing, and all of them will be transported into the city by 2 o'clock tomorrow morning."

As soon as he hung up the call, another call from a high-level military officer came in immediately.

Madam Major's face was serious, even though she couldn't see her, she still stood up and saluted: "Sir!"

"Yes, please rest assured that Tony Stark's banquet is already under our control, and absolutely nothing will go wrong."

"...Yes! Please rest assured that my public opinion department will never embarrass you. It is related to the congressional debate between the military and the government next week. Before that, I will completely cover up the traces of the military in the alien invasion incident."

"I have followed you for many years, don't worry, I have recorded the list of all the military bases that support you in the re-incentive of generals, and I will solve the matter of their budget plan..."

In the combat department, where there was only the major and the lady, her serious voice echoed in the empty space.

And in the corner, a few golden particles spread out silently and floated out of the room.

……

"...Okay, okay, I will." The editor-in-chief of the NY Times hunched over to answer the stern female voice on the phone while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

After hanging up the phone, the editor-in-chief looked carefully at the leisurely young man sitting not far away, and said with a wry smile: "It's really not that I won't help you, you've also seen the current situation, it's not up to me at all."

Because the NY Times wanted to publish such explosive news, in order to prevent other people from interfering with the process, the investor of the newspaper gave an order to move the entire team responsible for the headlines on the front page to the printing factory, where the editor-in-chief and the editors were here to proofread and discuss the news. Finalize the issue, and start printing immediately and seamlessly.

So now, in the dilapidated office building of the printing factory, the setting sun is projected into the makeshift office through the broken and dirty windows.

And the young man's slender figure was huddled in the swivel office chair, kicking the ground, turning around slowly.

Hearing the editor-in-chief's voice, Ying Zheng raised his eyes, and looked at this middle-aged man who was usually very deep but now looked like this with a half-smile.

"I don't want much, and I don't conflict with the military's orders to you. You only need to make the issue in seven days' time be printed 3 hours later than the time ordered by the military. I will prepare the reasons for you. , nothing will happen to you."

The editor-in-chief looked bitterly at this young man with astonishingly high strength: "If I do this, I will die."

"To tell you the truth, all the newspaper staff who moved here this time, the military surrounded all of our homes on the grounds of helping to keep them safe. If we did do something else, with their ruthlessness Jin, it will really cause trouble for our family."

The boy nodded nonchalantly, and took out a chip from his suit pants.

In the puzzled expression of the editor-in-chief, Ying Zheng asked him with a smile: "Do you still remember the name Morgana Peel?"

The editor-in-chief's expression changed drastically.

"Twenty years ago, she was the youngest White House reporter in the history of the NY Times. She has a bright future. Everyone is saying that she will become the youngest editor-in-chief of the NY Times."

Under the gradually frightened eyes of the editor-in-chief, the boy's tone was still unhurried: "But suddenly one day, Morgana Peel was reported by someone with her real name. The strength of being a White House correspondent is that she is trading her body for news from a White House official."

Ying Zheng lifted his slender eyelashes and looked at the editor-in-chief: "It is said that the one who reported her was her contemporaries, called..."

"I know!" The editor-in-chief suddenly stood up from the chair, clenched his hands into fists: "Is that the issue in seven days' time? I know, I will do that."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Ying Zheng got up from his office chair and was about to leave.

"Wait!" However, the editor-in-chief stopped him from behind.

"How did you know about this?"

With his back turned to him, Ying Zheng raised his palm holding the chip, and without answering him, he opened the door and left.

"Wait! Tell me, is she still alive! Is she doing well now... Please, tell me..."

Editor-in-chief Tuliu yelled from behind and wanted to chase him out, but was blocked by Tai Ah.

The machinery of the printing shop roared.

Ying Zheng picked up a newspaper that was still hot, and saw large characters clearly printed on the front page.

[Avenger's sophistry?Justice makes conspiracy invisible! 】

Ms. Major is well versed in public opinion, and she knows that human beings' memory for news is no better than that of a goldfish.

Therefore, she directly emptied the newspaper's key news for the next whole week through the spies planted in the NY Times, and through the pressure of the newspaper's investors, she successfully got the editor-in-chief to agree and determined the front page content for the entire seven days.

After specious speculation on the first day aroused the emotions of the citizens, Madam Major immediately arranged seemingly irrefutable evidence to dispel the last doubts of the citizens.

From the editor-in-chief, Ying Zheng got all the news frames and the sequence of evidence release arranged by Madam Major.

Because the Avengers have left a deep and good impression on the hearts of New Yorkers in the past, but the military has repeatedly failed and did nothing.

So the first step of Ms. Major is to completely destroy the citizens' confidence in the Avengers.

Then on the front page for the next few days, she arranged for a follow-up of the entire conspiracy speculation, interviewed witnesses for testimony, asked questions and asked the Avengers dilemma questions from a distance, and released the so-called final story fabricated by the military integration. evidence.

If Madam Major's plan goes well, even if Tony and the others can finally make a comeback, they will never be able to restore their impression in the hearts of the citizens.

——Advance and retreat are both wrong.

This is the plan of Madam Major.

Ying Zheng sneered, and casually threw the newspaper back on the assembly line.

Tai Ah promptly handed over a handkerchief and asked his Majesty to wipe off the ink stained on his hands: "Your Majesty, since we have evidence that we can manipulate the editor-in-chief, why don't we just ask him to change the content of the next front page? This will come faster Isn't it?"

Ying Zheng's eyes were smiling, and he looked sideways at him: "No, not only do I not want him to modify it."

"On the contrary, I want to ensure that all newspapers can appear in the hands of all citizens of New York City on time according to the military's plan. I want to make this incident an absolute hot topic in the entire city with almost certainty. Every citizen who curses at me and the Avengers needs to read this paper."

"—except the last day."

Even though Tony reassured Natasha that he could manage the whole party by himself, Ms. Agent still appeared at the party in a floor-length evening dress, standing in the dark and watching everyone silently.

The horrors of alien monsters and the devastation they wrought are gradually forgotten, and only the man-made rage burns.

Before coming to the beach house party, many stars have previewed tonight's trip to the Stark party on their personal social homepages.

And because Stark did not strictly prohibit the entry of various devices this time, in order to increase their personal popularity, many celebrities have plans to take pictures or broadcast live to show off their fame and beauty enough to invite Stark to invite them.

The same goes for people in fashion.

The various fashion magazines that were invited competed with each other openly and secretly, competing for beauty and despising each other.

While asking the staff where Mr. Stark was, he asked if the Avengers would come.

All the fashion editors are unyielding and update their dynamics on their personal social homepages. The photos and their fashion inspiration sentences seem to be able to elevate their style at once.

At this moment, when the people entered the party scene one after another, the steel armor squad decorated in various shapes was on the stage, accompanied by gorgeous fireworks and lights, and they were doing tap dance together arm in arm.

Fairytale princesses, Little Red Riding Hood, elves, swan ballet... The iron armor wearing all kinds of gorgeous skirts is now more like a clumsy clown than a machine capable of killing and guarding.

The attracted people in the audience laughed loudly.

Even the editor-in-chief of "Empty Bridge" magazine, who has always been known as the "devil head", covered her lips and smiled gracefully: "Maybe our next season's theme can be war and dance skirts. Tried angles."

"Steel and silk, offense and protection, nice theme isn't it? My editor-in-chief Queen."

Tony's voice suddenly appeared behind the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief was surprised, and when he looked back, he saw Tony wearing his iconic golden-red steel armor, but there was a pink bunny painted on his handsome face not covered by the helmet? ? ?

The editor-in-chief looked at the snow-white fluffy rabbit ears on Tony's head, and was momentarily shocked and speechless.

"Oh! Oh, I mean, good evening, Mr. Stark, this is a novelty party, and it's an honor to be invited."

The editor-in-chief who realized her gaffe immediately made amends: "Are you maintaining the same style as your Iron Squad?"

Tony winked those sweet caramel eyes at the editor-in-chief: "So, in your opinion, how do I look tonight?"

"Great!" The editor-in-chief who calmed down quickly recovered her professionalism, and she sincerely gave her highest evaluation: "Mr. Stark, although you have always had close contacts with the fashion industry—oh, I mean the lovely cover girls. As far as I know, the girls from "Empty Bridge" adore you."

"But even if you put that aside, if you're considering a career in fashion, there's definitely a place for you."

Tony laughed out loud. He was dealing with the people gathered around him because of his appearance, and whispered to the editor-in-chief: "I am really flattered to be recognized by the most authoritative person in the fashion industry in the country. My dear queen, welcome to My party."

Those big, beautiful caramel-colored eyes gave the editor-in-chief a K, and she turned around to chat with other people in the fashion industry. Her witticisms and compliments caused bursts of laughter from the crowd.

And Iron Man's unusual appearance tonight also made people marvel.

And the editor-in-chief was covering her chest with her hands, looking over the crowd at Tony who was surrounded in the center: "God, he's really glowing..."

Immediately, she immediately looked seriously at the assistant who was following her: "There is no need for an editorial meeting for next month's cover theme, it will be steel and silk. Tonight you will be in charge of filming Tony Stark and Those dancing robots."

"Okay, Ms. Editor."

As the most influential magazine in the world's fashion industry, "Empty Bridge" has always been the vane of the fashion industry.As the editor-in-chief of China's "Empty Bridge", every move of the editor-in-chief has been noticed by all fashion professionals.

Even close to Tony Stark, they noticed the whispers of the editor-in-chief lady and the assistant, and then the assistant began to focus on the novelty of the armor.

After a while, the editors-in-chief of fashion magazines, large and small, all began to be distracted by the decoration of the party scene because of the actions of the editor-in-chief, and they joined the team of gathering inspiration.

""Empty Bridge" is mainly about Mr. Stark, and it seems to have those dancing robots."

"Stark? Rabbit ears! Hurry up! Call the headquarters immediately and hold an urgent editor-in-chief meeting. We'll find the theme for next month at tonight's party!"

"I heard there was talk of steel and cloth over at Empty Bridge."

"Steel? Dancing robots! Great, we could have that as a theme for our magazine in the first month after the alien invasion."

……

The party scene was covered by cheerful music and fireworks. Under the excitement and cheers, people in the fashion industry infected one by one. They immediately entered the attitude of work from the state of feasting and carnival, and frowned and whispered to each other.

Holding a wine glass and leaning against the wall, Natasha had a panoramic view of all this.

At the same time, she noticed that there were some waiters and chefs who were not in the right state.

But just when she was about to raise her legs and follow the past to investigate clearly, she was stopped by Tony.

During the dance just now, Tony had already taken off his steel armor, revealing the fitted high-end suit inside.

While the crowd was attracted by the next Iron Armor fireworks show, Tony escaped smoothly and walked to Natasha's side.

"In Yingzheng's time, there should have been no fashion and parties. How did he know these people so well?"

Tony smiled and raised his chin towards the venue, motioning for Natasha to look: "As he expected, sure enough, those people accepted the theme. They are so dedicated, they even ignored the fireworks show and started working. If I were their boss, I would definitely give them a raise—double the salary.”

Ying Zheng's laughter sounded in Tony's headset.

Obviously, Ying Zheng, who had just finished his work, learned from the AI ​​butler that Tony was discussing himself, so he took the time to pay attention to the progress of the party.

"It went well." Tony winked at Natasha: "You think so? Stark's party is definitely the best."

But Natasha frowned, a little worried: "Tony, Ying Zheng, I noticed that some of the outsourced team members at the party behaved abnormally, and they should be sent by the military. I'll go and have a look... ..."

"It's all right, Natasha."

Ying Zheng's smiling voice sounded in Natasha's headset: "The so-called catching a turtle in a urn, they have to come in first to deal with it. I know the military will send someone over, so I told Tony a long time ago, Star When Ke's security department sees such a person, it will let them go directly."

"It's easy for them to come in, but it's impossible for them to get out. The more people are trapped here, the fewer useful people the military can call."

The young man's gentle voice was full of coolness: "The soldiers sent by the enemy, Anzhi, are not the knives pointed at them."

Natasha fell silent for a moment.

Tony listened to the news of the staff of various fashion magazines reported to him by the AI ​​steward on the other side of the headset, and couldn't help but smile and asked Ying Zheng: "I only taught you science after you woke up, how come you are so familiar with it?" Those fashionable people?"

"Let's be clear first, I didn't teach this. Otherwise, Steve will have a black face and say that I taught the children at home badly."

Ying Zheng jumped down from a tall building in New York, and kicked the leg bones of the man who was trying to escape in a panic.

Accompanied by the man's screams, the young man calmly said, "I don't understand fashion, but I understand literati."

"Even with oppression and prohibition, they still use their creations to show their anger - and fashion editors are the same, they are not fundamentally different from literati."

"Even if the military does not allow it to be published, so what? Compared with dry news and serious national affairs, the people prefer to indulge in luxury and entertainment to death. Stars, celebrities and fashion are their opinion leaders."

Ying Zheng looked up at the military building behind him, his light golden eyes were cold: "If she dares to slander my name, she must have the awareness to bear my anger."

"The military wants to drive a wedge between the Avengers and the people? Then I will let everyone pursue the Avengers."

The moment he heard those words, a thought flashed through Tony's mind.

——Fortunately, they did not stand in the opposing camp of this ancient Eastern emperor.

Tony Stark's party went on for seven days.

In New York City, the anger of the citizens also fermented for seven days, reaching its peak.

After the NY Times first published the conspiracy of the Avengers colluding with aliens, various major newspapers and tabloids immediately rushed to publish related remarks.

The tabloids that pretended to defend the Avengers were actually trying to attract attention, the big newspapers that analyzed well and claimed to have evidence... For a while, all the newspapers and media were criticizing the Avengers.

As if anyone who didn't report on the Avengers' plot at this time was dropped from journalism.Anyone who doesn't scold the Avengers is a fool.

Little Tracy was so angry that she cried every day in the kindergarten. The little girl swung her fat arms at the fat boy who said bad things about the Avengers: "You are not allowed to speak of brother Jin Guangxia! My brother never did those things! If it wasn't for my brother, Tracy can't eat egg pudding anymore!"

The young mother hurried over to take little Tracy home, and shrank behind the curtains, watching the street parades that had occurred every day in recent days in horror.

Because of the complete silence of the Avengers, and the seemingly irrefutable crimes of the Avengers reported by the NY Times for seven consecutive days, the citizens who were completely overwhelmed by the military took to the streets angrily, holding banners and loudspeakers to curse and question With the Avengers.

The citizens demanded that the military fully take over the investigation of the Avengers, try their crimes, and roar to send them to hell.

In sharp contrast to the Avengers Building with its closed doors, is the Military Headquarters Building.

Tomorrow is a big day for the military-government debate in Congress.

Originally, an entire military base was lost because of the mutant’s secret experiment, and then billions of fighter planes and missiles were lost in the alien invasion event, but even this failed to stop the invasion, and the alien After the monster was wiped out, because the high-level leaders were busy arguing and preserving their own military strength, they did not respond in time. The military has given up hope for congressional debates.

But public opinion in New York City and across the country has completely turned around in the past week.

For a time, the military changed from everyone shouting and beating to everyone singing.

This has allowed the military, which has an advantage in public opinion, to regain its confidence.

"What are you doing standing here? You are the hero this time, go in with me to participate in the debate."

The lieutenant general saw the major lady standing outside the Capitol, and ordered solemnly: "You did a good job this time. When the debate is over, I should be rewarded and awarded the title of admiral if there is no accident. At that time, you will Come and follow me and change to a better place."

"That public opinion department is really poor. Anyway, after I become an admiral, I won't be able to use it very much, so you shouldn't stay there anymore."

Madam Major saluted respectfully: "Yes, sir!"

But before entering the building, she frowned and looked back into the distance again.

Whether it's years of public opinion experience or intuition, the silence of the Stark Group and the Avengers until now makes her uneasy.

Madam Major's right eyelid twitched, and she vaguely felt that something terrible would happen.

At the same time, after the carnival for seven days and six nights, when all the invited people had posted enough photos and the live broadcast had attracted enough viewers, when they started to feel tired, Tony appeared in front of everyone wearing a steel armor.

"Thank you for participating in Stark's banquet. I hope you all have a good time in the past few days. But for a more perfect experience, I have prepared a surprise for you."

"—a feast at sea."

What was displayed in front of everyone was a luxury cruise ship slowly approaching from the Haitian Interchange.

The crowd burst into cheers of surprise.

Director Fury stood on the deck of the cruise ship, sneering.