Chapter 2682

Tuls reached out and touched Stark's forehead, pulling his hand back with a swoosh. Stark was burning all over now. Tuls immediately picked up the phone to contact the family doctor.

Half an hour later, Howard hurried back. Tuls stood at the door waiting for him. Howard was now glowing, obviously living a good life. He took off his fishing hat, looked at Tuls and asked: "What's going on, why did Tony suddenly come back? Why did Dr. Percy come?"

As they walked in, Tuls explained to Howard, but he actually had nothing to explain, just saying that Tony suddenly rushed into the manor, and then repeated the nonsense Tony said when he was lying on the bed.

Hearing Tony shouting on the bed not to give the technology to Congress, Howard was stunned, revealing a look of memory, and then slowly clenched his fists.

Actually, after Howard returned, those scenes of reunion after a long separation and fatherly kindness and filial piety didn't happen at all. He and Tony were more like two familiar strangers. They had never discussed the relationship between the two of them, not even mentioning it.

They seemed to have defaulted that this matter happened like this, feeling that everything in the past had passed, using people should look forward to numb themselves, just letting themselves go, maintaining the relationship between them at a baseline that was still passable.

But in fact, it shouldn't be like this. Everyone knew they were biological father and son, and there were too many regrets to make up for, too many things to explain, and the relationship they had now was actually a numb escape.

Standing at the door of Stark's room, Howard felt that he had gathered all the courage in his life, but he still walked in.

But the state of Stark on the bed surprised him. He had never seen such a embarrassed Tony Stark in his life.

He was pale, his arms were trembling uncontrollably, his lips were constantly opening and closing, seemingly muttering something. More importantly, the spiritual light that was constantly flickering in his eyes disappeared, becoming a bit dull.

"Dr. Percy, what exactly is going on?"

"His spirit should have been severely stimulated within the past dozen hours." The female family doctor standing on the side said: "This is a very typical manifestation of post-traumatic stress disorder. Maybe what he needs more now is a psychologist."

"Then what about a psychologist?"

"He said he had seen a psychologist and didn't let any of us call." Tuls stood at the door and shook his head.

Howard walked to the bed and sat down. Seeing Howard, Stark became energetic instantly. He even supported himself and sat up, staring at Howard's eyes with energetic eyes.

They father and son hadn't looked at each other like this for a long time. The last time might have been when Stark was 8 years old.

"Are you okay?" Howard held back for a long time and only squeezed out this sentence. He felt a bit bad, so he added another sentence, "I heard you were sick? I rushed back immediately."

"You rushed back because you couldn't catch fish." Stark dismantled him mercilessly, "You could never catch fish."

Howard revealed an embarrassed expression, but still whispered: "I caught it today, the fish condition was good today... I mean, what's wrong with you? The doctor said you were stimulated."

"Compared to this, I care more about what happened back then." The previous mental stimulation and the current high fever made Stark a bit unable to distinguish who he was. He was completely acting by instinct, and also asked this question by instinct.

"You have never given me any explanation." Stark was shockingly straightforward, "Of course, I haven't asked you either, but considering you are the older one, the responsibility for this matter is still yours."

Stark spoke a bit incoherently, but Howard still understood his meaning. He rubbed his hands, lowered his head and said: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but this matter is indeed... I'm really sorry..."

Stark hummed twice. His every move revealed a childish temperament, very much like a child. Howard scratched his head hard, and then said: "Alas, you have to understand, I was also to save my life back then, and more importantly, I had to save your life and your mother's life..."

Stark instinctively felt that something was wrong, as if it was a bit different from some places in his memory. He stared at Howard straight and said: "Save my life and my mother's life? I also want to ask you, if you wanted to find death yourself back then, why did you take Maria? She doesn't understand technology either. Even if she survived, no one would..."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Howard said with a look of surprise: "What do you mean even if Maria survived? Isn't she always alive?"

Then Howard revealed a look of sudden realization. He said: "I know I'm sorry for both of you. That fake death accident back then was to deceive Hydra and Congress. I originally wanted to take Maria, but I knew I couldn't leave you alone here, so I went alone."

"Fortunately, there was Obadiah to take care of you, and over the years he also managed Stark Industries very well. But unfortunately, Anton is still... forget it, he can be considered to have died on the road of pursuing faith, and can be considered to have died without regret."

"Over the years, I have been missing you very much, and I have secretly sent Tuls to see you several times, and even took photos for you. Originally, I was going to come back as soon as things were over, but I couldn't leave little Schiller alone. I had to wait for him to grow up before talking..."

Stark instinctively felt that something was wrong, but now his brain was in a mess, and his head was splitting when he turned over his memory.

No, no, something is wrong! Stark was almost crazy. What is a fake death accident? How could Maria stay? Where did Howard go? What's going on with Schiller?

At this moment, Stark erupted with amazing willpower, hard-topped the interference of hallucinations, and found clues from the fragments of memory.

Then he found that he had many memories he didn't have originally.

One day he still heard the bad news of his closest relatives encountering a car accident, but what was written in the news wasn't the Starks, but Howard Stark. The person standing beside him crying with him wasn't Obadiah, but Maria Stark, his biological mother.

The person who presided over the funeral wasn't Obadiah, but Maria. After that, Maria handed over the management right of Stark Industries to Obadiah and had been accompanying Tony Stark.

After Tony Stark cheered up, he returned to Stark Industries. Since then, Obadiah was responsible for the management affairs of Stark Industries, and Tony Stark was responsible for technical research. The two had been cooperating very well.

Until later, Schiller broke through the relationship on the side of death. Stark asked implicitly or explicitly whether Howard could be resurrected, but Schiller said nothing.

And when Stark went to find death later, he learned that death hadn't received Howard at all, which meant Howard hadn't died at all.

Howard returned, but kept silent about the accident back then. Because of this, the relationship between the two became more and more tense, and finally reached the point of being strangers.

Stark originally thought Maria would stand on the same front as him, criticizing Howard for such an irresponsible move, but didn't expect Maria and Howard to be as good as before.

Schiller also kept silent about the past. Stark felt that everyone was hiding from him, and because of this, he didn't even have anyone to confide in when Pepper was pregnant and he felt anxious.

It shouldn't be like this. Stark shook his head hard. Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. That's right, this memory wasn't true. It just appeared because he saw stories that weren't like this in other universes after he was promoted to the Iron Magic God.

He still had a way to confirm. Stark picked up his phone, sent a message to Peter, let Peter ask other Spider-Men, and then let other Spider-Men ask the Iron Man of their universe.

The answer obtained was indeed as he expected. The ones who died back then were the Starks, not Howard alone. There was no fake death accident. He had been living alone for so many years.

What's going on with this suddenly added memory?

Stark's hand holding the phone suddenly paused. Time line! Someone changed the time line!

He turned to look at Howard again and said: "What exactly is going on? Tell me everything you know!"

Howard also knew that he couldn't not say it. He lowered his head and sighed: "Back then, Hydra and Congress forced too tightly. Even without the model of the Ark Reactor, they felt that my genius brain could create more murderous weapons for them..."

"Not this!" Stark said: "I have already heard this story. I am talking about fake death. Why would you..."

"I am not a person who sits and waits for death." Howard's eyebrows flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and his voice became cold, "Originally I gave them some face, just because I still wanted to make money here. They wanted to use you to threaten me, so don't blame me for being impolite."

"I don't know if you still remember that kidnapping case. You were scared to death at the time. Your state was simply no different from now. You kept muttering about red fish. Maria and I guessed that you might have been scared by the scene of another group of Hydra slaughtering their colleagues who broke in at that time."

"Although I haven't seen the scene, I also know through the description of the police who went in that the scene was very tragic. That group of Hydra didn't look like members of any terrorist organization, but like terrible serial killers. He... the corpses..."

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it. But you should also know how angry I was at the time. They can come at me for anything, but if they want to attack Maria and you, I must let them eat some lessons."

Stark looked at Howard's expression full of hostility somewhat blankly. In his impression, Howard had never revealed such a ruthless expression. After all, he was a businessman. That mask of smiling and welcoming had never had any trouble.

And Stark was Howard's biological son after all. He understood his father's character—although Howard also did wicked things like trading arms, he couldn't be called a hero at all, and could even be said to be slightly cowardly, unable to hold the bottom line, and had no means to turn the tide. Otherwise, Howard in so many universes wouldn't have been calculated to death.

But now this Howard Stark in front of him had a few styles of a hard-core ruthless person. Where did the problem come from?

Stark was suddenly shocked. He looked at Howard and asked: "Schiller... I mean, what's going on with Schiller?"