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Chapter 1,371 Racing

 "What?! Why are you here? There are enemies?" The little baby's difficulty troubled this mechanical engineering genius so much that he lost weight.

"I've said it several times before, do you still remember about letting the Atlanteans come out to talk to the human government?" She guessed that Stark had forgotten.

The fact is that Stark did forget that it was Logos, Thanos, and finally the birth of his daughter, Namor? What kind of onion is Namor!

The status of his daughter in his heart is now equal to the safety of the entire world, little Namor? Sorry, I just forgot!

Daisy showed a nonchalant expression: "It seems you have forgotten... I gave them half a year to make various preparations. Now it seems that my kindness has not been taken seriously, so I have to be more rough."
Stark rubbed his forehead and forced himself to wake up.

"What are you going to do? The Atlanteans are not an evil race, I think we can still have a dialogue."

"Of course, I think so too, but first they have to crawl me out from the bottom of the sea."

Daisy's tone was ordinary, but it was full of unquestionable determination.

Let Atlantis have a dialogue with the human government. This request is indeed not too much from a human perspective, and Stark can't think of a reason to refuse.

"I'm going to ask them to come out now. Do you want to come with me?"

"Of course, I'll tell my assistant..."

Although he is extremely dissatisfied with Namor's brutal coolness, Stark still wants to go with Daisy, at least not allowing both parties to open fire directly.

"Don't worry, I don't have time to waste time with them. Just follow them if you want." Daisy flew out of his office first, and Stark equipped his armor to follow quickly.

They flew all the way south from Washington, and Daisy landed on the beach of an unnamed island at the northern end of the Bahamas.

She raised her head and looked north, checking her bearings.

Stark followed her gaze and looked forward for a while. What's there? Seabirds? Beach?

Although Namor refused all outsiders to enter Atlantis, Stark still calculated the approximate location through satellites. It was obvious that it was not in the area in front of him.

It is indeed a bit far... Daisy also thinks it is far, but she is too lazy to bother. Anyway, it is on the Atlantic coast, so just start here!

For a god of her level, magic or super-magic in the ordinary sense can no longer define her methods.

Magic is a language created forever in the fourth life for intelligent beings to interpret the laws of the world. Daisy's realm has long surpassed this stage. With her own understanding of the entire world, she can do things that magic cannot do at all.

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She squatted on the ground, stretched out her right hand, and drew a layout of different shades on the beach in front of her.

Stark quickly lowered his head and took a closer look. This complex figure looked a bit like a building plan. Look at the big trap and small circles. Looking at the layout, it looked a bit like a city... Is this Atlantis?
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Daisy drew the floor plan, and then made a virtual lifting motion with her right hand from bottom to top. The fine sand seemed to have been ordered, and began to pile up layer by layer. The majestic sentry tower, the tall and majestic main building with a Gothic style, lined up in rows.

The streets are all displayed in front of you. The details are slightly lacking, but everyone can see that this is a miniature city made of sand.

"Did you win first place in a beach styling competition when you were a kid?" Stark said while crossing his arms.

Daisy replied calmly: "No, I couldn't see the beach at all when I was a child. This is the privilege of you rich people."

The next second she looked over the entire city, and after confirming that there were no omissions, she put her left hand on the bottom of the sand, and then directly lifted up the miniature city made of sand as if it were lifting a weight of ten thousand kilograms.

At this time, Stark's satellite began to alert him frantically, and Friday in the armor sent him many real-time photos of distant places at a rate of ten pictures per second.

In less than half a minute, Daisy stopped working.

She shook off the non-existent fine sand on her palms and blew on the beach, erasing the remaining traces of the scene.

"Come on, I'm leaving first. If things don't work out, Hill will take over. Well, take care of Pepper and Morgan for me." She waved her hand to Stark, and then disappeared.
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Stark can't leave. No matter whether he's doing it for public or private reasons, he can't run away from this matter.

The military satellite belonging to Stark Industries was transmitting real-time images to him. At the northeastern tip of the Bahamas, near the legendary Bermuda Triangle, a huge vortex was forming.

The sea water is spinning crazily and pouring back. Countless fish are desperately escaping, and a magnificent underwater city is slowly revealing its whereabouts.

The ancient city of Atlantis, which was once shot down into the sea by the gods, resurfaced again today.

From Stark's perspective, it can be seen that the people of Atlantis were in a panic, and the panic expressions of ordinary people in the city could be seen everywhere. After ten minutes, the energy shield outside the city was barely able to stand up.

From time to time, various weapons were deployed in a hurry, and from time to time there would be some extremely violent explosions.

Whether it was the explosion caused by the rush of these people or the damage caused by someone rudely raising the city is unknown, but Stark knows that there will be a lot of things to deal with next.

The objects of this quarrel include the U.S. government and governments around the world, as well as the Avengers, the Illuminati and Atlantis. He doesn’t even know which side he belongs to now.

"It seems that I have to work overtime today. I told little Morgan that I love her three thousand times." Stark called his wife and children at home and listened to his daughter babbling on the phone.

He said hello, his whole body was full of strength, the thrusters were turned to the maximum, and he flew straight towards Atlantis in the distance.

A high-tech city appeared on the east coast of the United States, and this news quickly detonated the global media and the Internet.

Stark's military satellites can see it, and basically all satellites around the world can see it. This movement is really too big.

The tsunami level on the east coast of the United States has been raised to the highest level of red, the Florida government's call for help has been made to the White House, and the remaining states of Virginia and North and South Carolina have also entered a state of emergency.

Except for the black uncle in Africa, from Asia to Europe, from the Americas to Oceania, everyone with a mobile phone and Internet has basically received similar messages.

This incident is so shocking that the relevant departments cannot cover it up even if they want to.

The attitude of the Asian media is generally to watch the fun, yo, not bad, very interesting! Anyway, they are far away, and Uncle Sam is still holding up if the sky falls, so they are not afraid at all.

Europeans are a bit polarized. Several countries close to the Atlantic Ocean have carried out so-called "close attention". Those who are far away will love whoever.


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