The Collection of The End

—Marvel, 2011—

New York, Stark Building.

After the birth of the new Avengers, Tony Stark, one of the founders, generously set out ten floors at the top of the Stark Building as the headquarters of the Avengers - including the huge aerial platform.

The obvious reason is that all the facilities here are the best, and there are platforms that can be attacked quickly, but those who are familiar with him know that this is only because he does not trust the venues provided by any other department for him.

However, no matter what outsiders think, the members of the Avengers are still very satisfied with this high-tech headquarters, and they even gave up the place provided by S.H.I.E.L.D. and used it as their first base.

In addition to the lounges selected by the members, one of the first floors is a huge common room with a variety of office leisure, entertainment and dining facilities, which is a bit of a leak, all of which are managed by Jarvis.

When there are no tasks, no specific things, and just want to chat casually, the Avengers can come here, and maybe they will meet other people who have the same idea.

At this time, Steve was doing pull-ups on the equipment in the corner of the party hall, Natasha and Coulson were sitting on the sofa not far away to help him count, and Peter was playing at Bruce Banner after school. Under the doctor's guidance, Tony Stark was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking out thoughtfully.

"I still don't quite understand," Stark looked away from the window and looked at Natasha: "The two sides of this conflict are obviously two factions within the military, why did it promote the birth of a unified external organization? Oh, maybe it should say 'resurrection'?"

"The reason for the director's use is 'if we have a certain power, then our enemy will have a high probability'," Natasha spread a hand: "In order to deal with the threat that is likely to appear, a team with special ability A team of 'superheroes' is necessary."

"That sounds like an excuse to cheat money." Stark sneered.

"But it's a fact," Steve said with a serious expression as he continued to exercise: "During World War II, Hydra also had human enhancement methods similar to 'Super Serum', and when we established the original 'Avengers' , the other side almost immediately appeared a 'super villain' with special abilities, and without the help of the Human Torch and Namor, the outcome of the war might have turned out differently."

"It sounds like a crappy screenwriter is deliberately arranging opponents," Stark shrugged. "Can't there be a 'superhero' who can bring down all the 'supervillains' by himself?"

"That would lose the suspense, Mr. Stark," Peter interjected: "When the reader is sure that the protagonist of the story will not die, any crisis and difficulty will only make people boring, such as a newly serialized comic recently. It's a bald-"

"Write your homework," Stark glared at him. "The consultant of the Stark Group can't be an ignorant pizza boy who swings around buildings all day."

"...I don't eat pizza every day." Peter slumped his shoulders and began to answer questions honestly.

"Looks like we have very similar tastes, Tony," said Banner, who was tutoring him, with a kind smile. "I like that lone ranger hero too."

"I think, that's probably because you are all very confident in your own strength," Natasha said. "I personally have a hard time imagining that there are people who are wiser than Stark and stronger than Hulk."

"Rogers... no, Mr. Steve is just as wise and powerful," Coulson interjected.

"Are you trying to start an Avengers civil war? Mr. Hawkeye?" Stark looked at him.

"Understand the little boy who suddenly formed a team with an idol and was at a loss," Natasha glanced at Steve: "You don't care about him?"

"Everyone's right to express their opinions freely is exactly what Captain America is about to defend," Steve replied, "as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else."

"So, back to the point," Stark said. "Has the International Security Council decided to ignore the 'Thor' who calls himself the 'Golden Fool'?"

"I won't correct your statement," Natasha paused. "The director heard that their attitude is 'God's to God, Caesar's to Caesar'."

"Huh?" Stark raised his eyebrows: "This means that because you don't have the ability to go to the universe to fight for hegemony, you decided to ignore the existence of aliens? I thought they would do everything possible to get aliens like dogs who see flesh and bones. Star technology, just like when you asked me for steel armor technology."

"Actually, the two are completely different," Natasha shook her head: "The reason the military dares to ask you for technology is because it knows you well, and the entire Stark group is under their noses, so you can be sure that your technology will not fall into the hands of you. In the hands of our enemies, but aliens? Trojan backdoors, take-alls, critical flaws, technical OEMs, etc., rather than taking huge risks to acquire their technology, it is better to have only a small group of people in the hands of aliens The application of star equipment, confirm that there is no problem before further analysis."

"It seems, and we are these guinea pigs." Stark nodded.

"As for placing Thor and Thor's Hammer temporarily with the Fisk family instead of recycling research, it is also an approximate consideration," Natasha continued: "Even though Aquaman Namor once fought against Cui Na with us, The 'Atlanteans' are not much different from the aliens to ordinary humans, and if that Thor will cause any trouble, the 'Fisk family' and 'Atlantis' must be the first."

"Oh," Stark shook his head: "This kind of needless distinction between 'own' and 'outsiders', sooner or later..."

hum—

Click!

Before Stark could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a dull electric current from the sky and a cracking sound that followed.

When he turned his head to look out the window, he happened to see a golden meteor that was much smaller than when "Thor" fell through the atmosphere and fell straight into New York City.

"Another one? What is it this time? Vulcan?" Stark strode to the mechanical workshop next door: "Peter! You go and control the situation first, don't let those aliens cause a commotion, I'll be there later. Jarvis! Calculate the landing point, and arrange a helicopter for the captain and them by the way."

"[The calculation of the landing point is completed, sir,]" Jarvis replied immediately: "[The landing point of the meteor is expected to be the 'Sea Restaurant' in the Clinton District.]"

"..." Stark stopped.

"What's wrong? 'Iron Man'?" Natasha, who was about to go to the rooftop with Steve and Coulson, turned to look at him.

"You go first," Stark waved his hand, turned around and sat down: "I'm going to go in half an hour later, and see who can say that I smashed it."