Chapter 1307

Stark stood at the flying shuttle boarding center, stunned outside the gate for a full two minutes. Only when he turned his head and looked at the New York skyline did he realize that this universe might be a high-tech universe located in the future.

Stark took two steps back and looked at the year, month, and day displayed on the electronic light screen in the center of the gate of the flying shuttle boarding center. It was even earlier than the year he came.

He guessed that this might be because the human history of this Earth is different. At this time, Stark's mind was full of scripts about Earth unification wars and evil robots occupying the Earth.

But Stark felt a bit puzzled again. He and Shang-Chi are different. Ordinary college students would only understand this as human technology being developed, but Stark, as a top scientist, understands that if human materials science has no qualitative breakthrough, it is impossible to build such a flying machine. But if there is a qualitative breakthrough, then why are the residential buildings in the place where he fell still using ordinary reinforced concrete structures?

Even if the development of mechanics and architecture is unbalanced, the cars on the road should also have changed, instead of still looking exactly the same as the ones in Stark's universe. If there is a material that can build so many aerial flying machines, then why haven't traditional road vehicles been eliminated? How come there are still trucks and cargo vehicles running on the road?

Stark suppressed the many questions in his heart. He came here with a goal. He must first complete the most important goal, and then come to think about these questions.

The Iron Man who has experienced many things deeply realized how terrible it is to be distracted during the execution of a plan. His train of thought was very clear, but this firm thought only lasted until he boarded the flying shuttle.

Now there are several models of flying shuttles, one of which is relatively similar to ordinary buses, with fixed routes, larger internal space, about two floors, can accommodate many people, and the boarding price is also very cheap. It also provides buy-out packages for certain routes or certain periods of time.

Currently, the routes have covered almost the entire New York area, even more than bus routes and subway routes, so most ordinary people will choose this kind of flying shuttle, which is economical, affordable, and convenient.

There is also a small flying shuttle, similar to a taxi on the road, which can specify the destination by itself, but because it is a computer-calculated route, to prevent route conflicts, it may need to wait, and the price is also expensive. And in order not to let the underground road surface be abandoned, this type of flying shuttle has intentionally increased the price, protecting the business of traditional taxi drivers. Generally, only office workers in a hurry and middle-class people who don't care about money will choose this kind of flying shuttle.

And the most high-end is the dedicated flying shuttle. This kind of flying shuttle is not open to the public and is only provided to police, military, agents, and emergency medical personnel. The route priority is the highest, which is convenient for these public officials to go to the first line of accidents.

This kind of flying shuttle can be said to be the flying shuttle with the highest technological content so far. Not only is it fast and stable in flight, but it is also equipped with warning fire fighting and medical equipment. It can hover in the air to act as an aerial platform for various instruments, and can also land to unfold as a bunker for battle and an energy supply station.

And in every flying shuttle boarding center, there is an intelligent terminal. You only need to input your destination, and a strong artificial intelligence will calculate the most suitable way of passage. It also supports combined boarding.

For example, take a non-congested bus-style flying shuttle for the first half, and after arriving at a certain station, the route of the taxi-style flying shuttle to the destination is in an idle state, and you can get on the car without waiting. In this way, the computer will calculate the most time-saving way, and passengers only need to click to receive a small smart card and follow the navigation voice.

In fact, so far, the New York aerial transport lines have not had traffic jams. The main reason is that three-dimensional transport mainly depends on the technological content of transport tools. As long as you can fly high enough, every two meters higher adds a layer of space that can be passed, which can be expanded into thousands of routes.

Because it is still in the testing stage, the flight altitude of the flying shuttle is locked, but it is conceivable that once it becomes the mainstream transport tool in the future, under the blue sky of 30,000 feet, the space is enough for all residents of mega-cities not to have traffic jams.

Standing in front of the intelligent route calculation hub of the boarding center, Stark also estimated this situation. He extended a hand and pressed the only button on the screen. A smiley face appeared, the loading pattern jumped for a few seconds, and the window of the terminal machine protruded a thin small card.

Stark took the card a bit dazed, but then he found an arrow appearing in front of his feet, and at the same time, the card transmitted a trace of vibration, and a voice sounded: "Welcome to listen to the Arkham Asylum flying shuttle boarding center voice guide. You can open the metal pin behind the card and fix it near your ear."

Stark was a bit at a loss holding the card. He looked around and found that there were two ways for people around to handle the card.

The elite class wearing suits and ties often pin the card on the collar or tie knot, while young people wearing sportswear or hoodies hang the card directly on their ears.

Stark hesitated for a while, but still pinned the card on the collar of his suit, and then followed the arrow that lit up in front of his feet, step by step to the boarding platform for small flying shuttles.

A few seconds later, the dedicated flying shuttle of Stark Group came in front of him. Stark was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and glanced at the card on his chest, guessing that there might be a face recognition system at the terminal just now.

Stark tightened his shirt jacket in place, coughed lightly twice, adjusted his facial expression, and walked into the flying shuttle.

His obsession with the goal in his heart gradually dissipated when he sat in the flying shuttle and looked at the scenery outside the window. The sides of the small flying shuttle were spacious and bright glass, so Stark could see the night view of New York completely.

The brightly lit Manhattan that never sleeps can be said to be a cliché, but what surprised Stark was that the suburbs or the Bronx district, which is not so developed, also had a much richer nightlife than the universe he was in.

Another thing is the construction sites that are almost everywhere. Stark almost lay on the window of the flying shuttle, but couldn't see what was going to be built.

New York, as an early developed area, almost has no room for construction, but those strange machines rumbling seem to have to dig out some fresh things in this area where celebrities and rich people have lingered for a long time.

The curiosity in his heart also began to outweigh the obsession. Every scientist must have had a stable, rich, and developed scientific research environment in his dreams. Just when Stark was still dazed by this, "beep, beep" two sounds, the arrival prompt sounded.

Stark was stunned for a moment with surprise. He looked up at the watch and found that time hadn't passed five minutes yet. This is from the suburbs of New York to the city center. Is this flying a bit too fast?

Surprise is surprise, Stark still pretended to be as steady as Mount Tai, and walked out of the flying shuttle with big strides, and then found that he appeared on the roof of Stark Tower, but not completely on the roof.

Before, during the Stark Tower Technology Expo, Stark added several floors to the top of his house. That is an aerial platform similar to a Helicarrier, currently still floating above the tower.

The technology expo that was originally held for a limited time has now become a technology museum open for tickets. Many people come here to visit during holidays, but if Stark himself wants to go down, he still needs to take a dedicated elevator.

Stark looked around and found that he didn't know the way, but he didn't dare to show it. Just at this time, a gentle voice sounded: "Welcome back, Mr. Stark, are you lost again? Please go to the right, the safety elevator indicator light is on."

Listening to the familiar voice, Stark breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Thanks, Jarvis, fortunately you are here."

Then, he realized that this is not his intelligent butler, but the one of this universe's Stark, which made Stark feel awkward. However, thinking that they are all Tony Stark, Stark was relieved.

He thought, at worst, he would leave some research results here as compensation. Stark is confident that even in the future, his brain is still the most precious wealth.

Following Jarvis's guidance, Stark finally returned to the lab he was somewhat familiar with. Looking at the familiar layout of the lab bench, Stark breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had a place to replenish.

Stark almost couldn't wait to sit back in the chair where he usually thought about various difficult problems. The familiar touch made him sigh long. When that tense nerve finally relaxed, countless sad memories surged into his heart.

The battlefield filled with smoke and incomparably chaotic, the luster of the Infinity Stones shining like a colorful nightmare.

Stark watched with his own eyes as the youth wearing a red and blue uniform began to gradually turn into fly ash. That kind of extreme sadness and anger, even now, still makes Stark feel difficulty breathing.

But later, the change appeared too suddenly. Many black flames shrouded Peter Parker's body, pulling him out of Iron Man's arms. A huge demon shadow descended on the battlefield and left the battlefield with the black flames wrapping Spider-Man.

He is still alive!

This was Stark's only thought. He didn't think about where that demon shadow came from, didn't think about how Peter could possess such power. Only one sentence kept echoing in his heart—his child is still alive, and he must go find him!

Stark couldn't control his actions at all. He knew the war was far from over, and it wasn't the time to leave, but he just wanted to pursue Peter Parker's line of life with all his might.

What if that demon took him away also wanting to kill him? What if he didn't go to save him, and in the end, his result was still death?

This worry kept echoing in Stark's mind, making him almost unable to think, so he used the technological means of Stark Group to start searching for traces of black flame power around the world.

But Stark didn't know much about the power of the magic side, and the Sorcerer Supreme Strange also died in this war, so Stark could only contact the New York Sanctum.

But the New York Sanctum personnel suffered heavy casualties in this war and were unable to help others. The mages could only help Stark contact the Hong Kong Sanctum.

Just when Stark went to the East to pursue clues, it happened that the Ten Rings Gang wanted to take advantage of the chaos to occupy the Hong Kong Sanctum. Stark had heard of this organization, but because it was not the main enemy of the Avengers, he had never clashed head-on.

At that time, Stark had almost completely lost his mind. Everyone who showed malice to him would be treated as the murderer who kidnapped Spider-Man. He felt that the Ten Rings Gang happened to attack here when he needed the help of the Hong Kong Sanctum, so it must have something to do with the mastermind.

So, he manipulated the suit, came to the Ten Rings Gang's station and bombarded it frantically. Those small minions knew they were no match, so they invited Mandarin out. Mandarin manipulated the Ten Rings and Iron Man to fight fiercely inside the Hong Kong Sanctum.

The Iron Man who lost his mind exerted all his potential, and the Ten Rings couldn't do anything to him. Mandarin, who was beaten and fled, was angered. The power of the Ten Rings combined and attacked Stark.

This power didn't hit Iron Man, but it hit the energy storage center of the Earth's magic defense network. In a huge explosion, Stark only felt huge power engulfing him, and then it was a dizzying spin.

Countless stars flashed before his eyes, and in the chaotic and confused picture, Stark saw one spider silk after another, connecting one light point after another. A huge spider web connected the entire multiverse.

It is not so simple for any existence to pass through the multiverse, including the powerful demon Mephisto.

Mephisto was hired by the Sanctum Sanctorum to go on a business trip, so he simply borrowed the channel for Spider-Man to travel through the multiverse from the spider silk, that is, the multiverse portal opened by the Spider Totem and the Master Weaver, to go to the universe where the distress signal was sent to fish for people.

And by chance, Iron Man accidentally entered the multiverse channel left by the Spider Totem in an explosion, and then followed the route Mephisto took Peter away, and came to this universe.

But crossing the universe with a physical body is not so simple. Spider-Man can travel through the multiverse without effort because they are the spokespersons of the Spider Totem and are very adaptable to this power.

But the Spider Totem cannot adapt to strange existences at all. Mephisto can resist the rejection reaction because he is a powerful demon, and his life form is different from carbon-based organisms, while Stark cannot.

He had just experienced two big battles, the suit was already scrapped, and the endless darkness kept consuming his spirit. In the long night, countless chaotic and strange whispers sounded in his ears.

But no difficulty in this world can stop a father who wants to save his child. The more painful it is, the stronger the obsession becomes.

Leaning on the chair, Stark slowly closed his eyes. No matter how long this journey is and how dangerous the destination is, he must find the kidnapped Spider-Man, his child Peter Parker.

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