Chapter 1798: Journey of a Madman (Part 11)

Eddie was now standing at a disaster scene that looked like an alien spaceship crash.

How to put it, the fact was indeed no different from an alien spaceship crash, because compared to the 60th to 89th floors of Stark Tower growing legs and running over here, Eddie was more willing to believe that aliens had come to save humanity.

The thing was, Eddie decided to set off for New York's Central Park, but the most urgent task was to find a means of transport. Originally, the best choice should have been a car, but considering that the sound of a car would very likely attract a large group of zombies, and the speed of a car entering the city might not be faster than the zombies, Eddie decided to painfully give up four wheels and switch to two.

Eddie found a bicycle in the corner of the outer wall at the entrance of the emergency department not far from the inpatient department. Many wealthy people living in the suburbs liked road cycling. The bicycle Eddie found was not only in good condition but also had a good configuration; at least it would be no problem to ride all the way into the city.

The benefit of spawning in the suburbs was that there were few people and few zombies. The number of people in the public hospital was already considered high. After coming out of the hospital, there was almost no one on the road. After riding for two or three miles, he only saw vague zombie shadows on the distant horizon.

Just when Eddie relaxed a little, he watched with his own eyes as a massive unidentified flying object "whooshed" past his head, and then "clanged" into the ground.

The violent explosion blew him away directly. Fortunately, there was the park's lawn nearby, and the soil reduced some of the impact, but it still left Eddie dizzy.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a huge Stark Group logo was stuck in the ground.

Eddie couldn't help but rub his eyes hard, wondering if he had fallen into a concussion and was hallucinating.

Discovering that the things in his line of sight hadn't changed, Eddie couldn't care about the pain in his body, staggered up, and walked toward that sign with uneven steps.

The huge staircase behind the sign couldn't be ignored. Although that was only one-third of Stark Tower, it still had a full 29 floors, which could be considered a high-rise building anywhere.

At this moment, this one-third of Stark Tower was stuck in the ground at an angle, continuously emitting rolling thick smoke, but it looked like there was no sign of catching fire at all, and even the curtain wall on the surface remained sturdy.

Since Stark Tower's main laboratories were on the high floors and underground, the security systems in these two places were the most rigorous. When Iron Man remodeled his old home, he considered almost every possible situation.

For example, one of the most absurd intrusion methods—which, given the military's character and intelligence, wasn't impossible—was to cut the building off and take it away.

The Marvel universe was vast, and nothing was too strange. Over the many years of comic serialization, the writers had racked their brains and done everything they could. Therefore, in the later stages, many villains' plans in Marvel would make the Joker praise, "You're the craziest in Gotham City," and yet the superheroes had very seriously formulated countermeasures for these villains.

To deal with a possible aerial annihilation strike, the top floor of Stark Tower had a special mechanism. Once a strike that could lead to the complete destruction of the building was detected, the structural locks set by Stark would be released directly, allowing the important parts to break off and detach.

It could be understood that the moment a destructive strike arrived, certain vulnerable spots specially set up in the building would be exposed, while the defense of the important building parts would increase. Thus, these parts became an independent turtle shell; whether it was an explosion, a strike, or cutting, it would only knock this part away, rather than shattering or collapsing it.

And to prevent this security measure from harming ordinary people, the parts above the 60th floor were installed with a propulsion system. Once a decrease in altitude was detected, the propulsion system would start, and it would cruise at a designated altitude until the fuel ran out, waiting for Iron Man to come and solve the trouble.

So, in fact, it wasn't Spider-Man who slapped twenty-some floors of the building here with one shield, but the cruise device of Stark Tower had malfunctioned, and it crashed here when it flew over.

And the reason its cruise system malfunctioned was that the Stark in the universe where Schiller was, because he had known Schiller early on, had a technology development route different from all other universes. He used other methods to defend his old home, so he didn't expect his self in other universes would use this method.

He and Schiller stole electricity frantically to catch ghosts, and Stark didn't know that the energy interface he used was actually the building's security backup energy. As a result, the building's energy, which could have flown for at least three hours, was stolen clean. The fact that the building could fly to the suburbs was all thanks to Spider-Man's immense strength.

Since the top floor of Stark Tower was usually not open to any ordinary humans, and Iron Man basically always wore a suit, the building's security didn't need to consider protecting animals, so there was definitely no shock absorption or space stabilization device. After such a toss, everything inside was shaken into a mess.

Eddie's intention was to enter this building to get some weapons. He didn't know much about how Stark Tower operated, only that Iron Man's suit was very powerful, so the weapons definitely wouldn't be weak. If he could get some weapons beyond human technology, it would be easier to deal with zombies.

Eddie, of course, considered that there was danger in the building, so he chose a crack with an open passage to walk in, so he could escape at any time if he encountered a monster.

But all the creatures he could see were basically in a state of mush. Except for causing mental strikes, they didn't cause any harm to Eddie.

Suddenly, Eddie discovered a strange pile of wreckage that was different from the others. There were no creepy brains, visceral fragments, or bone fragments inside, but there was a large pile of black, shell-like substances. It didn't look like a zombie.

Eddie asked in his mind, "Venom, can this be eaten?"

Venom hummed with great disgust. Eddie said impatiently, "It's this time already, stop being picky. Maybe the taste is not bad."

The tentacles composed of black symbiote factors stretched hesitantly toward that pile of strange mushy matter. After devouring some, it froze there. Eddie asked expectantly, "Can it be eaten?"

"Not as disgusting as zombies, but it can't fill the stomach."

Eddie immediately understood what Venom meant. There were still no amine substances he needed in this pile of matter. It could be eaten, but it just didn't taste good.

However, learning that there were other things to eat in this world besides zombies, Eddie finally cheered up. As long as he could find supplies for Venom, they could persist here for as long as they wanted.

He gathered his courage and continued to go deep into the dark corridor, starting a gourmet exploration journey unique to the symbiote.

Helen and Spider-Man gave up on rushing to the street to kill. On one hand, Helen was in a bad state, and on the other hand, the number of zombies in Manhattan was to the extent that one didn't want to fight after seeing it.

A portion of the zombies had discovered their existence, but the enhancement of the zombie virus was proportional. Ordinary people who were originally weak indeed improved a lot after becoming zombies, but they still couldn't compare with Spider-Man's mobility.

Spider-Man kept jumping on the roofs of buildings, and he was heading toward New York's Central Park.

The report about the mysterious falling object wasn't a secret, but Spider-Man keenly discovered a detail in the report: the first to rush to the scene of the unidentified falling object weren't the police, nor the military, but the Avengers.

Thinking carefully, this actually wasn't normal, because this Spider-Man came from a relatively normal universe, which meant New York was destroyed every day, and strange things fell from the sky every few days, such as Lei Shen's hammer.

And according to Spider-Man's understanding, generally speaking, before it was clearly confirmed that this thing was within S. H. I. E. L. D.'s management scope, it was the police or the FBI who handled it.

Judging from the handling method of Lei Shen's hammer, when the Avengers members arrived in New Mexico, the FBI had already evacuated the residents, divided the quarantine zone, and arranged all the monitoring equipment.

It was nothing more than them being unable to handle this magical weapon, so they found S. H. I. E. L. D. If they could move it, they would have moved it back long ago.

According to the common sense of the real world, various departments in the United States actually had competitive relationships. It wasn't that S. H. I. E. L. D. belonged to the World Security Council, so it could completely avoid friction with the FBI and the military.

In fact, precisely because of its superior political status, many things became more subtle. Although Spider-Man was relatively simple, when dealing with Avengers members and Nick, he could vaguely feel that many times, what held them back wasn't the enemy, but their own people.

According to the normal handling process, the moment the object fell from the sky, the public would call the police. The police would arrive first to evacuate the crowd, set up warning lines, and use police cars as anti-riot roadblocks.

Immediately following were the FBI. Several agents would flash their badges at the sheriff and rush into the crime scene with a gust of wind, rushing to the unidentified falling object like hyenas to see if it was high-tech from aliens.

If it was, several cars without paint or license plates would rush in immediately and move everything away. And if this thing made a particularly big noise, there would be military personnel arriving late, peeking from behind.

Sometimes S. H. I. E. L. D. would also send agents to investigate, but they were generally some field agents, because New York, as the center of the universe, experienced too many supernatural events. How could it be that the strongest combat force, the Avengers, would show up every time something happened?

But this time, in the reports about the object falling from the sky in New York, several well-known newspapers mentioned a detail: that humanoid object had only hit the ground for a few dozen seconds when the Avengers rushed out of the building.

This didn't even look like an emergency measure, but rather like they had been waiting there early, just waiting for this thing to land, and then swarming up to solve it.

So the question was, without knowing what would fall from the sky, how could the Avengers members be waiting around early, and with such a look of facing a formidable enemy, rushing up to fight the moment the opponent fell down?

Spider-Man instinctively felt that there must be a huge secret hidden behind this, which was very likely related to the origin of the disaster in this universe.

Although he knew it was impossible for the eyewitnesses of the source of this disaster to still have sanity, precisely because the Avengers members rushed up directly without giving the FBI and the military a chance, the only place where clues could be investigated now was New York's Central Park. Spider-Man could only head there.

Spider-Man's speed was quite fast, and he soon approached New York's Central Park, but the clues actually weren't in the park. What he was looking for were the photos that might have been left in the houses of nearby eyewitnesses.

The shooting angles of the few newspapers he had seen gradually formed a three-dimensional map in Spider-Man's mind. If he remembered correctly, all the photos were almost taken from east to west.

If there were reporters squatting, it couldn't be such a coincidence. Spider-Man vaguely remembered a photo in a newspaper, and the small print below once wrote that this photo came from a flash mob art team enthusiast.

Spider-Man gradually filled in the situation at the time of the incident—

On the east side of New York's Central Park, a flash mob art team was holding an event, and a group of flash mob art team enthusiasts followed them here, taking photos of their idols.

As it happened, the sky was covered with dark clouds, purple lightning flashed, the humanoid object fell from the sky, and the flash mob team enthusiasts' camera shutters flashed continuously, just happening to capture this eerie scene. ===== CHAPTER 1799 =====