[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

After Eric left, the serious atmosphere in the classroom also dissipated, and Wesley, who was unconscious, waited quietly for the arrival of a new day.At present, apart from doing tasks during the break time, he is considered an honest student at other times. It never occurred to him that in another city far away, someone is still thinking about him.

Questioning Jarvis is not a rewarding thing, because the artificial intelligence butler will always tell the truth.

Tony recovered a bit, and was sitting on a chair applying an ice pack to the back of his head. While the pain subsided, his sanity returned. He turned his stiff neck and said suddenly, "Yes, you are right, Jarvis, You really didn't ask others to help me." He put down the ice pack, as if he understood it at this moment: "Because you can't."

He suddenly remembered that it wasn't just a verbal threat. As early as the day before yesterday, when he was drunk, he added a procedure to Jarvis in a fit of anger.

That was definitely an irresistible order, and based on his understanding of himself, it shouldn't be a good thing.

Now I opened it and saw that it was indeed the case. This program required Jarvis not to seek help from the outside world because of his physical condition, including making emergency calls, or contacting, or disclosing to anyone around him.

Tony glanced over this procedure quickly, and nodded to himself in his heart. Even if he was drunk, he completed it perfectly...

"So, what's going on?"

"You completed the reactor palladium replacement yourself, sir."

"Call out the monitor." Tony reacted quickly. He was noncommittal to this answer. With a push of his feet on the slippery ground, the swivel chair slid a certain distance with his body and stopped beside another operating platform.

The monitoring projection was clearly and accurately displayed in front of him.

The light of the monitoring screen was reflected in the pupils, Tony only raised his eyebrows when he saw himself lying on the ground, until the person in the screen suddenly woke up.

Tony tilted his head and put his hand on his chin.

It wasn't until he fell to the ground during the monitoring, which was also the moment when he really "woke up" in his memory, that he said again: "Go back."

The more he looked at it, the more incredible it became. Tony Stark couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed.

He knew very well that his body had already reached its limit.

Settled his funeral early, handed over the company to Xiaojiao, so many "death attempts", it was like a carnival, and now he has been deeply poisoned, there is no way to recover, and even those crazy actions must come to an end.

He knew that one of these days would be his death day.

It's just that he is not sure, what exactly is he seeing now?

Jarvis began to play a certain scene repeatedly at his request.

"Five seconds later." Tony rubbed his fingers in thought: "This device has been stuck since three days ago, tools must be used for disassembly and assembly, and it usually takes at least 2 minutes. The same is myself, the same Hands, this time it took only five seconds...I admit that I know its structure very well, but this——absolutely impossible, even if it is my second personality."

"I think your second personality is doing very well, sir." Jarvis boasted at the right time.

"I mean—it's not me at all." Tony rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and immediately said, "Jarvis, detect the energy of mutants."

"Detecting mutant energy particles free in the air...test result: zero."

Tony did not give up, and immediately extracted his own blood, and tested it again with more sophisticated and accurate professional equipment, and soon got the result: no mutant energy was detected.

This result was beyond his expectation, but he couldn't slice his own brain for research.

"Okay." Tony leaned back resignedly, staring at the suspended surveillance video and said, "No matter what you are, do you want to help?" He immediately closed his chin, and his eyes suddenly burst into fun and anger: " very good."

Wesley raised his hand in class.

"Wei, Wesley?" Compared with other students, the teacher who knew Wesley's real situation was more surprised.

The young man was sitting by the big window, and the midday sun shone in from outside, making the whole classroom very bright. When it fell on Wesley's hair, the light brown was as smooth as coffee cream.

His skin was like a fine white canvas, adding a base color to his non-aggressive and perfect facial features.This boy, who is more beautiful than a girl, has a calm demeanor. Of course, he always seems to be distracted in class. This is the first time he has actively attracted the attention of others.

Being watched by so many pairs of shocked eyes at the same time, Wesley's heart trembled, and his raised hand couldn't help but began to shrink back in embarrassment.

"Sorry, Ms. Miller." He tentatively said, "I have a headache."

"Oh!" People's teacher Jenny Miller immediately responded, and even her voice became more tense: "Do you need to go to the infirmary, Wesley?"

Everyone in the classroom knew that Wesley Field was injured in the last shooting incident and had a concussion. He rested at home for more than half a month, and recently asked for a few days off. It should be that the concussion has not healed, so they couldn't help showing concern expression.

Quickly rejected Jenny's idea of ​​finding someone to deliver him. Wesley left the classroom and was still thinking on the way to the infirmary. This task is not very urgent, but there are two key signal tasks of 200 points in the morning, which is too sweet up.

When the countdown was still 3 minutes away, Wesley closed his eyes on the bed in the infirmary and rested his mind.

In the next second, consciousness left the body and left Baltimore in an instant.

"……Uh!"

It still directly entered the opponent’s brain, but Wesley felt wrong when he first arrived, as if he was thrown into a narrow bottle, squeezing him so that he could not act rashly, and the surroundings were even covered with soap, and he would be squeezed out of the bottle at any time .

Why does this feel a little familiar?

Wesley opened his heavy eyelids and looked around. There were high-tech products everywhere, messy metal parts, working mechanical arms in the corner, and the smell of organic oil in the air...

Why does this look familiar? ?

Lowering his head again, there was a hole in his chest, and his clothes had already been taken off for him.

This……? ? ?

As a clever consciousness, Wesley had the desire to run away right now.

I saw Tony Stark's body laying neatly on the treatment chair in advance, and there was a tray next to it. The tray was full of small parts. If he read it correctly, the one in the middle was the core metal of the palladium nuclear reactor.

Looking around again, the box storing the new palladium element plate was gone.

Wh, what do you mean, do you want him to complete the assembly by himself? !

"Please pay attention to the countdown." Before the system's unfriendly urging fell, Wesley just reached out to a pile of parts, and there was a beep, and a light screen popped up in front of Wesley's nose, and a very, very familiar face appeared on it. This kind of proud and complacent staring at the camera is very vivid, exactly the same as on TV...

I go!

Expressive yarn, this is Tony Stark himself?

Wesley wondered in a mess, is this how Iron Man usually feels when looking in the mirror?

"Okay," the person in the video put on a candid air: "If you 'accidentally' trigger this video, it means...you're not me, and here you go again. By the way, I didn't give permission at all If you do this, you'd better put down what's in your hands now..."

It was like a bolt from the blue, Wesley closed his eyes, trying to get rid of Stark's nagging voices, thinking that he still had to complete the task within 2 minutes, his heart burst into tears.

Time was tight, he could only try his best to ignore the video of the Stark devil shaking in front of him, and fully developed the body functions that were dying again. His fingers became extremely flexible and moved quickly. Under the instructions of the system, he took a breath and installed the reactor. It clicked into the hollow of the chest.

Taking a deep breath, Wesley finally relaxed.

"...look at the camera, give me a smile, wait or stop, I have no quirks..."

Wesley: "..." Have you had enough fun!

Not long after the chest reactor was installed, Wesley encountered the feeling of being suddenly excluded from his body again, and his consciousness instantly floated in the air.

It must be that Stark's consciousness is awake.

In the next second, I saw Stark open his eyes, and immediately jumped to his chest, and then jumped off the chair.

"Who's there?"

Wesley: "..." I'll give you a hundred chances.

He already understood that he was being tricked, but no lunatic really took his own life to make such a joke.

Is the Iron Man of this world out of his mind? !

With the reminder of 200 credit points, Wesley's heart full of black lines was instantly healed.It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so I immediately turned back to Baltimore.

after an hour--

As a cloud of consciousness, Wesley kept shaking in the air and was on the verge of collapse.

I saw Tony Stark lying straight on the floor, with his hands folded on his abdomen, and the reactor on his chest was dismantled in a mess again.

Next to the "corpse" was a piece of white paper, on which was written with a black marker: "Save me".

"..."

When Tony opened his eyes again, Wesley stayed in the air exhaustedly, and 200 points couldn't comfort him anymore, because the other party seemed to have developed a strong interest in him, and he didn't intend to stop this extremely dangerous behavior.

"You're definitely—not a mutant." Tony had clearly done more work in the past hour.

"..."

"What are you?" Tony searched the surrounding air, and suddenly released a freeze frame of the video.

With a jump in his heart, Wesley realized that Tony Stark in the video had no clothes on his upper body, and his chest was still a black hole.

Tony opened his palm, deliberately zooming in on his face in the video.

There was a metallic golden luster in Stark's eyes.

Tony folded his arms around his chest and said to the image, "In that case, it is absolutely impossible for me to wake up and perform such an operation again. So... who are you, an alien creature? Have you hacked my brain? ?”

Wesley: "..." Boss, your operation is really good! !