Peter was very keenly aware that there was something wrong with Stark's current mood. He knew that now was not a good time to talk about the matter, but the matter was halfway through, and he had to continue talking.
"I know that the defense system on the shuttle is very important. This is to ensure the safety of all passengers. Chief George's condition is more serious because he has a heart problem. Perhaps, after a period of hospitalization, he will
never mind……"
"However, I also saw the criminal who rushed onto the shuttle with explosives in the hospital. He was a bus driver on the verge of unemployment."
"He told me that the explosives were homemade and were not powerful enough to blow up the entire shuttle. The reason why he ran toward the front end of the shuttle at an extremely fast speed was because he just wanted to blow up the shuttle.
Control the system and stop the shuttle."
"He knew that the shuttle had a fall protection device. He didn't want to kill anyone. He just wanted these advanced gadgets to stop working for a week or two, because he had to work for a full month before he could get his full salary."
Peter took a deep breath and said: "He said that this was not his idea, just because he has no children, and his colleagues are all waiting to buy Christmas gifts for their children."
"He doesn't want much, just the few hundred dollars of full salary..." Peter pursed his lips and said, "He is bad and good, smart and stupid, just like me."
"Do you think that the intelligent system I designed is not perfect enough?" Stark said as if he had got into a corner, "I have considered every aspect as much as possible, so that everyone, including vulnerable groups, can
Everyone can enjoy the same convenience.”
"In the intelligent service hall, a blind person does not need to operate. He only needs to tell the intelligent service robot his purpose, and the robot will help him handle everything."
"Deaf-mute people have a specialized text communication system covering hundreds of languages, as well as specialized sign language robots to serve them."
"Even if a dog breaks in, the intelligent service robot can help it apply for a special transportation voucher to prevent the intelligent air transportation line from allowing its owner to take it on board."
"Everyone can enjoy the convenience brought by the new era. What's wrong with this? I don't need rewards, reputation, or anyone to recognize my efforts. I just try my best to make everyone
People are entering a beautiful and convenient future..."
Stark took a deep breath and said with some choking: "When Howard was drunk and turned into a ball of mud, he liked to pull me and brag about the goodness of the previous era, saying that the people of that era were different from us.
They are noble, pure, hard-working and diligent..."
"Yes, the typical representative he proposed is Steve." The muscles under Stark's steel armor kept shaking, and his speaking speed became faster: "He said that every American of that era was
Like Steve, he said that it was their efforts that brought the glory of this country."
"He devalued us as worthless and said that glorious era would never come back, but I had to prove to him that each generation has its own brilliance and that mankind is always on the way forward."
"I will prove that the era I am in and the era I represent is much better than the era he misses, and I can do much more than he does."
But then, Stark fell silent again, and a decadent temperament exuded from him, as if his heroic words just now were blown away in the wind. After a moment of silence, he said: "But now look
Come on, the biggest difference between me and him is that what he did for me, I can never do for him."
"Tony..." Peter rarely calls Stark by his name directly. He prefers to be a polite junior in front of elders like Stark, Schiller or Steve, and never makes jokes that exceed the rules.
, this may come from his uncle’s teachings to him.
But Peter was by no means just their junior, but also their comrade-in-arms, and he was qualified to talk to them on an equal footing. So he said: "I often think about whether the development of the times always comes at the expense of ordinary people.
"
"The train of the times moves too fast, and there are always people who can't get on the train. I know that I may be too sentimental and always unrealistic. I know that I can't save everyone who has been left behind by the times, but I always
Want to do this."
"Because if I hadn't become Spider-Man and was still just a poor kid from Midtown, maybe my family and I would be one of the people left behind by the times."
Peter lowered his head, glanced at his hands, and then said: "Last night, at the dinner table, my uncle said that he is older and his learning ability is not as good as that of young people. He has not yet learned what the previous generation of Stark Industries produced.
The circuit direction of the elevator has created a new generation."
"He said that when he was young, his father, my grandfather, was also a group of people left behind by the times. He said that they did not catch up with the tide of the times like those lucky ones, otherwise,
It will create better living conditions for me..."
Peter's tone has always been calm, much calmer than Stark's, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
But Stark knew that if he were in Peter's position and heard his uncle say such words, he would probably cry.
He didn't know when Peter had become so mature and rational that he could even repeat these words to him from an objective perspective after just one night.
"I'm not here to say that you didn't do well, or that you should consider being more perfect and take ordinary people into account, because I know that there are no such perfect people in this world."
"Continuously pushing the limits of human beings, exploring the ends of knowledge, looking up at the stars and the sea for everyone, and pursuing the mysteries of the universe are enough for a person to spend his entire life."
Peter turned his head and looked at Stark and said: "You and Dr. Schiller, as well as other scientific researchers, are going to do this. Then, I will do something else, something that you can't take care of at the same time.
Maintain the happiness of ordinary people like me who come from ordinary backgrounds."
"Let this surging wave of the times not only be unable to shake a giant ship like yours, but also be unable to overturn those small boats. Or I can try my best to save every person who falls into the water."
"So, you can drive forward with confidence, ride the wind and waves, and sail into the distance. You don't have to worry too much during the acceleration process, and you don't have to feel guilty and sorry for the ordinary people who failed to catch up with you after this era is over.
.”
Stark's mood finally collapsed completely. Under Peter's gaze, the engine of the Iron Suit roared, and Iron Man instantly rushed into the sky, constantly breaking through at a speed far beyond what the engine could bear, until
Arrive above the atmosphere.
No one knows whether the stars in the empty and silent space of the universe have really heard the cry of steel, and no one knows whose child or father the man who has always had a will as strong as steel is actually his child.
The picture on the projection screen was fixed on a blue planet. Schiller sat up from the chair, rubbed his neck muscles that had finally relaxed a little, and said to Jarvis: "...Jarvis,
Is there any cold beer?”
Two minutes later, Stark, who was drunk and in a daze, saw a white hand holding a handful of beer in a very rough way and hitting it on the table.
He looked up and was surprised that what he saw was not Steve's face. Schiller looked into Stark's eyes and said, "Yesterday, I went to drink with Steve. He said that your father couldn't drink him either."
Stark's eyes widened instantly, and the previous drunkenness was gone. He slapped the table and cursed: "Howard brags about him every day!!! Every day!!! He says good things about him every day! On the contrary...
…”
"Besides, Steve is a reformed person, how can he have the nerve to compete with ordinary people in terms of drinking capacity??!! Wait, you haven't drank with him either, right??"
Schiller nodded and said: "I have never drunk him before, so I plan to call him now. With you as a comrade, we will definitely be able to drink him down."
Stark immediately began to gear up. He said: "Wait a minute, Jarvis! Jarvis! Get me an ice towel...Wait, clean up here first, ah, no, don't take away the cans,
These are my achievements..."
At this time, Schiller had already dialed the phone and said to the other party: "Hello? Steve? Tony Stark wants to ask you for a drink..."
Stark immediately gestured opposite him, meaning "Don't say it was me who said that." Schiller immediately changed his words and said: "I mean, I want to ask you for a drink. We didn't even have a good time yesterday, so you just
drunk……"
"What? I'm drunk? Stop talking nonsense. I'm a fog. How can a fog be drunk? You must be too nervous and hallucinating. Yes, believe me, I am the most professional psychologist.
doctor……"
"Yes, Tony and I are both here." Schiller rolled his eyelids and glanced at Stark, who pretended not to care but always glanced this way. He tapped the table with his finger and said, "Yes.
, Tony and I are on the same side, you have to be careful..."
"Well, to be fair, we are two against two, you can also bring a teammate..." As soon as Schiller finished saying this, Stark stared at him, and then Schiller frowned and changed his phone.
He stood aside and said, "What? You said you can defeat us all by yourself?"
Stark immediately slapped the table and turned his body to the side, as if he was about to leave, with "Look, I said he is an arrogant maniac" written on his face.
Then, Stark moved the stool under his butt, looking a little awkward, and Schiller continued: "Of course, you can bring Bucky over, what? You said that both of you are reformers, and you can treat ordinary people."
Isn’t that a little unfair Tony?”
Stark immediately showed a shocked expression, followed by boundless anger. He snatched the phone away and said to the other end:
"Steve Rogers! Listen to me! Ordinary people??!!"
"If your anxiety disorder has caused you to talk nonsense and hallucinate, you'd better go to a mental hospital and take medicine! Stop participating in the genius' drinking game!"
"I don't care who you take with you, listen, Stark will never lose to you! No matter which Stark it is!!!"
With a "pop", he hung up the phone. Stark threw the phone on the table. Schiller rolled his eyes and said, "I have to remind you, neither of us cheated when we drank yesterday, so we both drank."
You're drunk, if there is a real sword fight today, you might really..."
"Jarvis! Jarvis! Where is my life-support mecha??!! Help me adjust it, I want to put it on now!" Stark stood up immediately, then turned back to Schiller and said: "You
Do you think physical fitness is everything? You need to have a brain!"
After about two hours, the entire laboratory felt as if they were soaked in a wine vat. Using "can" to describe how much they drank was a bit cumbersome, so it was better to use "tons" directly.
As Steve said, Captain America and the Winter Soldier are both genetically modified people. They are the kind of people who can get drunk if they want to. If they don't want to get drunk, they can metabolize alcohol immediately as long as they take a few deep breaths.
Not to mention Schiller, how much he can drink depends on how much Gray Fog can drink, and how much Gray Fog can drink, Scarecrow Jonathan Crane has something to say.
What is surprising is that Stark, who has an average physique, is not to be outdone. His life-support mecha has been updated several times, which can help him metabolize alcohol.
As a result, the four men drank together in the laboratory of Stark Tower.
Jarvis and Ultron, two of the most cutting-edge intelligent mechanical butlers, search the liquor inventory all over New York, plan the shortest route to buy liquor, and ensure the supply of goods. They are so tired that the central part is smoking.
Natasha, Barton, and Colson all joined forces, and the entire New York wine merchants made a fortune, including Nick.
Fortunately, although these people metabolize alcohol quickly, they are not able to metabolize it indefinitely. In other words, after metabolizing 99%, there will always be 1% left, and when this 1% accumulates, they will still
Drunk.
Until the end, Steve and Bucky didn't even think about metabolizing the alcohol. Gray Mist drank until it screamed in Schiller's head and became unconscious. Stark didn't even have the instinct to control the mecha.
Already.
The four people were spread out on both sides of the sofa. They were in a very embarrassed state and their mouths were not very clean.
"You...can't do it!" Steve was the first to speak. He stretched out his arm in confusion, pointed at Stark and said, "Your father...can't do it either!"
"You fart!" Stark retched and said, "You... are all farting! Only... Stark... won today!"
"I... can still... drink..." Bucky's tongue was so big that he couldn't speak complete words. His robotic arm was raised without his control and grabbed the wine bottle next to him.
"Drinking doesn't count!" Schiller immediately stood up and knocked the bottle out of Bucky's hand. At this time, neither of them noticed that it was an empty bottle.
"This is the first time I've been drunk!" Steve also said with a big tongue: "How many tons did we drink? Is it 100 tons? I drank at least... well... at least
I drank 60 tons and went to the toilet more than 130 times. I counted clearly..."
"You fart!" Stark immediately retorted. He bit his tongue, let out a cry of pain, and then said: "You have been to the toilet 20 times more than me... so... you should be...
More than 140 trips to the toilet..."
"You are all scum!" Schiller said: "I was the only one who didn't go to the toilet even once... so... I won today..."
"That... that's true..." Steve leaned on the other side of the sofa and began to vomit. After he finished vomiting, he wiped his mouth and said, "I admire you most for this... but... you are nothing.
You’re so proud, you’ve turned into a ball of fog from drinking!”
Schiller is indeed in a state of gray fog now, because the gray fog has started to drink like crazy.
Stark suddenly started to giggle, then pointed at the three of them with trembling fingers and said: "...Look at you! You have no image at all! Look at me...look at me!"
"Hiccup!" Steve burped again and said, "You are... a rich man! We... we are all common people..."
"I am also...a layman..." Stark shook his upper body, picked up another bottle of wine, put it on the table, knocked it, and then lifted it up.
At this time, the moonlight outside the window was very bright, just like every clear night.
In the light-filled room, several hands were raised high, and the wine glasses clinked together. The moon in the sky also felt lonely because of this liveliness and vulgarity.
So, she flew over from the distant horizon, went to the window, and listened carefully, but she didn't hear their lofty ideals or unrealistic dreams.
All she heard was the four drunkards shouting loudly, even if they were unclear:
"Respect...the common people!"
"Respect the laity!"
Therefore, the moonlight did not want to leave, and gently lowered its head, mediocre, just in line with every tired layman.