Chapter 3410

The group arrived at the space station. It was also Shiler's first time at the restored space station; it looked the same as before, with no changes.

However, there were significantly more people working here, and staff in uniforms could be seen everywhere. Moreover, there were quite a few aliens who clearly weren't staff, as well as some people working in other parts of the solar system.

After entering, they went through security first. The staff were unfazed by their strange attire, started a machine to scan them, and then checked the weapons in their hands—mainly the long staff in Shiler's hand—before letting them through.

After entering the space station, Stark was also a bit confused. There were eight channels in the lobby, and he didn't know where to go to catch the bus ship, so he could only grab a staff member to ask.

"Which station are you going to?" said a male employee holding a vacuum cleaner. "There is one going to Neptune and one going to Mercury today. The one to Neptune is about to depart."

"We are going to Jupiter..."

"Then you are taking the ship to Neptune. Go that way, hurry up, there are about 10 minutes left before departure..."

Stark ran hurriedly in the direction he pointed, with Shiler and Peter following behind him. After running in the channel for a while, they entered a new lobby. The staff here all had work badges around their necks.

"You guys are here to catch the ship, right? Come with me quickly! This way!" A staff member ran over, led them to run in one direction, and said, "The portal will close in 5 minutes, come over quickly!"

They ran into another channel, then turned a corner, and saw a portal in a room labeled "Neptune." The group hurriedly entered the portal and then appeared on a closed platform floating in space.

Looking out through the window, this place was neither at the space station nor a certain distance from Earth; it should be a platform built specifically for docking frigates.

Shiler remembered that the Kree frigates had very advanced gravity-cancellation systems and generally wouldn't affect surrounding celestial bodies. However, even the most advanced human space station was too small and too backward compared to the Kree Empire's technology; it would fall apart with a light touch. Putting the platform further away should also be for safety.

The spaceship started to slow down from far away, taking about five minutes from appearance to docking. It's just that this station announcement voice is a bit familiar.

"Hello, the next station is—Earth Space Station. Please take your belongings and get off from the back door, thank you."

The first broadcast was in Chinese, and it was also broadcast in English, Latin, and the official Asgardian language, Old Norse, afterward.

The cabin door opened, and the station floating in the air flew directly toward the entrance below the frigate.

Shiler had thought that they were the last to arrive, but he didn't expect there to be experts. The moment the portal closed, a silver light flashed, and a figure appeared in the station carrying large and small bags.

"Phew... glad I made it."

"Pietro?" Stark turned back in surprise and looked at the person, saying, "Why are you here too?"

"Oh, god, that question should be asked by me to you guys. Where are you going?"

"We're going to Jupiter. How about you?"

"Neptune Starport. I have to go deliver something," Pietro said, lifting the things in his hand. "The Chinese want to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but they can't make mooncakes there. Due to some special sense of ritual, I have to go deliver mooncakes to them."

"Is this a way to maintain employee mental health?" Stark shook his head in confusion and said, "Is this mooncake a must-eat?"

"I don't know about that. This is my job," Pietro exhaled and said, "Glad I made it, otherwise I would have missed it."

At this time, the door of the station had already opened, and they all walked in. Pietro pointed them in a direction and said, "The passenger cabin for those getting off halfway is over there. I'm going to the terminal passenger cabin, so I'll go first. Goodbye."

Stark turned back and glanced in the direction he pointed, finding that quite a few people were coming out from there, probably getting off the ship at the station.

On the way to the passenger cabin, Shiler looked at the internal structure of the spaceship. He had only been on it once when he got these spaceships, but it was completely different then from now.

Now, the Kree frigate could no longer be seen as a product of a non-human civilization. This thing looked more and more like a large cruise ship, and the decorations inside and the structure of the passenger cabins were about the same.

Walking to the entrance of the passenger cabin, Stark and the others showed their identification documents. After verification, they were about to walk in, but were stopped by the staff.

"Sorry sir, the mecha you brought have exceeded the passenger cabin volume limit and need to be sent to the cargo hold. Will you send them over yourself, or should we help you move them over?"

"Why is it so troublesome?" Stark couldn't help but complain. He said, "They aren't much bigger than humans, just let them sit in the passenger cabin?"

Before he could say anything, two children ran out of the passenger cabin and screamed at Stark.

"Iron Man! It's Iron Man! God, we actually saw Iron Man on the spaceship! Sign an autograph for us quickly!!"

Stark was also surprised. He said, "Why are there children on the spaceship? Isn't space work not allowed to bring family members?"

A couple also hurriedly ran over. Seeing them, Stark understood; these were Asgardians.

Human minors are indeed not allowed to participate in space work, not even mutants. But Asgard doesn't have this restriction. Although Earth still doesn't open tourism to Asgard, there are still quite a few Asgardians working in Midgard. They are allowed to bring family members.

"You know me?" Stark asked.

"Of course! You are the most famous Earthling! I even saw your mecha in the museum in Xiangong! Sign an autograph for us quickly!"

These two children clearly grew up on Earth, deeply influenced by Earth culture, shouting for Stark to sign for them and wanting to touch Stark's mecha.

If it were ordinary human children, touching would be fine, but these two children were of the God race. Stark really didn't dare to let them touch the mecha. Although the strength of his mecha body was good, it couldn't handle divine power. These two children pinching the mecha's arm was probably about the same as pinching a cookie.

"Sorry." The mother who walked over hurriedly pulled the children back and said, "It's Mr. Stark, right? We are diplomats from the Midgard Embassy. This is my son and nephew."

The worshipful eyes of the two children well satisfied Stark's vanity. He asked the staff for paper and a pen, signed for the two of them, and also gave them a small drone with the Iron Man icon printed on it. The two children cheered and ran back.

Stark went to send the mecha to the cargo hold, while Shiler and Peter entered the passenger cabin together.

"Doctor, I wanted to ask just now, why are you dressed like this?"

"Keep your voice down, use titles when working. Call me Moon Knight."

Shiler hadn't thought about being able to hide it from Peter at all. After all, when the Hero Registration Act was registered back then, Peter was also present. He knew Moon Knight's true identity.

Even if he didn't know, as the superhero who had spent the longest time with Shiler, Peter would definitely be able to tell the moment Shiler spoke.

But how else to say Peter is likable. Even if people can tell, they don't make a fuss and expose it on the spot, but wait until there are only two people to say it.

Shiler briefly explained the plan to him. Peter nodded and said, "So after you fooled most superheroes into not being superheroes, you are preparing to be a superhero yourself?"

Shiler suddenly felt that Peter wasn't that likable anymore.

Stark returned quickly and sat down in the passenger cabin. The seats in the passenger cabin were still quite spacious, just also a bit familiar.

On the side near the porthole, there were one-on-one single tables, with an aisle next to them. On the other side of the aisle were sleeping berths. It's just that the other side of the sleeping berths wasn't a wall; after passing through, there were two rows of two-on-two double tables, and then another row of sleeping berths. Just pushing toward that side with such intervals, Shiler couldn't see how many layers there were.

Because they were getting off halfway, they chose to sit at the two-on-two double table in the middle. There was really nothing to see during the process of space flight.

This kind of spaceship capable of faster-than-light flight is really overkill for cruising within the solar system. Without jumping, it doesn't fly very fast either. It took more than an hour to fly from the near-Earth space station to Jupiter.

Shiler even started to think about the necessity of that Asgardian couple taking the spaceship. He had seen Thor's usual flight speed, which was about twice as fast as this ship. If they flew themselves, they would have arrived long ago; it's estimated they were worried about the children flying around randomly.

When getting off the ship, Stark had to go to the cargo hold to retrieve luggage again. Shiler and Peter got off the ship first and boarded the small spaceship of the Callisto outpost.

But unfortunately, the riding experience of this small spaceship was really not very good; not only was it particularly crowded, but it was also particularly bumpy. The three of them couldn't stand it halfway through, so they flew out and flew themselves.

Fortunately, the docking location was not far from Callisto, and there was no speed limit here, so they flew there in a few minutes. The outpost was located near the Asgard impact crater plain; the scenery was nothing to look at, just countless ring-shaped basins and ridges. There was a thin atmosphere, so they couldn't see very far, and everything they saw was desolate.

Peter stomped his feet, stepped on the soil under his feet, and said, "Looking at Callisto from this perspective is really very strange."

"I told you long ago, you should go out more," Stark said while walking and turning back. "Those experiments are very important, but they are not as important as field trips."

"I'm not an astronomy expert either," Peter spread his hands and said. "If possible, I quite want to go inside the cell to take a look."

"Then go ask Dr. Pym to borrow equipment." Stark walked to the door of the outpost and knocked on the door, then said, "By the way, how is he doing recently?"

"He participated in the construction of the large brainwave amplifier in the Andromeda Galaxy, I don't know if he's back," Peter shook his head and said. "When he comes back, I'll have to listen to him brag about the latest results for several months again."

The door of the outpost opened, and the people who came out were clearly surprised, not understanding why this group of people didn't come by spaceship. However, when they saw Stark, they showed an expression of sudden realization.

"We have already received the news," the staff member shook hands with Stark and said, "Please come in. Do you want me to take you to visit the outpost?"

"Of course," Peter said quite excitedly. "I remember there should be an outpost satellite here that I participated in designing, let's go take a look."

(End of chapter)