The captain and Natasha put up a fierce resistance, but it was ineffective.
"Look, we should be more friendly." Agent Phil looked at the captain and the other two who were bound by the energy lock, and said helplessly. He didn't want to make a move on the captain's face, but if he let him go, he might be sent to another planet in the Nine Realms this time.
Many places in the Nine Realms were undergoing reconstruction, and not surprisingly, besides Asgard, they, the people from S.H.I.E.L.D., were also involved. It was a tough job, even more unbearable than a business trip to a bitter cold place.
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The top floor of Stark Tower.
"You don't have access to the system."
Stark was denied access to Stark Tower's intelligent system. He had changed the password several times and tried to hack into it, but the result was still the same cold reply: "You do not have permission to access the system."
"This is a bit strange. Could it be that the Stark in this world is so much more technologically advanced than me?" Stark, who was surprised and wanted to collect more information from the Internet through his own Friday, muttered to himself.
This world's security systems are practically impenetrable. Whether it's military satellites or the network systems of companies like Stark, they're all like tortoise shells. Even if someone manages to penetrate them, they won't be able to gather much valuable intelligence.
But he had already discovered some discrepancies between the information he had collected and his memory, which made him suspect that they had shifted the time period and come to the wrong place.
This is not their universe!
"It's been compromised. You've been locked out."
Friday suddenly seemed to be stuck, making a messy and sluggish metallic sound like a system disorder, and then Stark found that the control system of his iron armor was completely locked, and he was frozen in place, wrapped in the metal armor and unable to move.
A long tail flame drew a curved arc in the sky, leaving an afterimage on Stark's retina. A steel figure wearing the same series of battle suit as Stark fell from the sky with a strong wind and landed in front of Stark.
"Look who this is? An imposter?" The man's metal armor opened, and the metal parts quickly faded away, revealing Tony's familiar face.
"Oh, I forgot. Your system is paralyzed now, and the speaker can't speak." Tony stood in the golden and red Iron Man suit. He waved his hand upwards in front of the helmet of the suit. The helmet opened, revealing a face that looked exactly like his.
But there are still differences between the two. Tony Stark under the helmet is more mature and older, while Tony without the suit is much younger.
"I just saw the captain and Natasha, and now I see myself. Are you traveling together as a team?" Tony asked with a frown, looking at the familiar face under the helmet.
"If you want to think so." Stark said, moving his body wrapped in metal, and said to Tony in front of him: "Can you untie me? I feel like this is a coffin."
"I wouldn't call my own suit a coffin. Is this made of nanometal? It seems your skills are pretty good." Tony stepped forward and knocked on Stark's metal suit. The nanometal on his body suddenly began to retreat and gathered again in the nano-collection device on his chest.
"It just looks a bit conspicuous. Why not use space technology to store it?" Tony suggested after seeing this scene.
"That's a good idea. I'll consider it." Stark looked at his younger self. "When I was your age, I wasn't this young. How did you do it just now? You actually managed to break through my intelligence system and control my suit?"
"Maybe it's because of the longevity potion? As for control? I can only say that your skills are too rough and your protection is too poor. If the intelligent protection system here is not done well, then your equipment will become someone else's equipment. Won't you introduce yourself?" Tony took two steps back and looked at the older version of himself.
"Tony Stark." Stark extended his hand. "I think you can tell that I'm from another time period, or perhaps another universe. I originally wanted to go back in time to solve some problems, but it seems something unexpected happened."
"This is a big accident. Also, can you ask your companions not to make any unnecessary movements?" Tony smiled, but suddenly stopped smiling under Stark's gaze.
"There are only two of us here." Stark was stunned, looked around, and said to young Tony.
"Come on, if you really are me from another world, then I think we should have a lot in common. For example, your acting skills aren't very good. And that person used Pym particles, right? They're regulated and rare things that can be sold in exchange for new currency." Tony shrugged.
"How did you find out?" A figure jumped off Stark's body, then gradually grew larger on the ground, revealing a person wearing some special clothing.
"Maybe you don't understand. You shouldn't have any technological equipment on you. I hacked into two signal sources! That means everything you secretly discussed before fell into my ears. Including the plan to attack me when you were inside the suit." Tony pointed out bluntly.
"Wait a minute, I know I'm a genius, but am I so skilled in this world?" Stark waved his hand, a little confused.
"While we were talking, I looked through your intelligent system, Friday? I thought it was still Jarvis. It seems that your world is quite different from ours. I think we should have a good chat before someone comes knocking on our door." Tony gestured to follow and walked towards the interior of Stark Tower.
Stark and Ant-Man Scott Lang looked at each other, looked at the young Tony who was sure they would catch up, paused, and then took a step to catch up.
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S.H.I.E.L.D.
Inside the aerospace mothership.
"You said there was a madman in the universe who collected six Infinity Stones and snapped his fingers, wiping out half of all life in the universe in order to maintain the balance of the universe. And you came up with the idea of time travel, built a time machine, and used Pym particles to go back to the past, hoping to collect the Infinity Stones from the original timeline before Thanos did, and restore all the dead to the time before the snap?"
Nick Fury, who had already finished listening to the captain's story, repeated the captain's story in general terms, looking at the two people sitting in the seats with slightly narrowed eyes.
"That's it." Natasha, who was sitting with the captain, nodded.
"Then the question is, why didn't you return to your original timeline, but came to us?" Nick looked at the two people in front of him and asked slowly.
"That's what we want to know. We did a test beforehand and everything was normal. The people who took the test did indeed go back to the past." The captain and Natasha were also puzzled by this.
"How many of you are there in total? I suggest you tell the truth. This is not the time to hide anything." Nick asked suddenly.
"The only people we can contact are Dr. Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, and Ant-Man Scott Lang. We still have a signal," the captain said honestly after a moment's thought. In this situation, as Nick had said, this wasn't the time to hide. Even if they wanted to, they wouldn't necessarily be able to. The enemy's technology seemed far superior to theirs. At least those fancy energy suits were beyond their imagination.
"It's consistent with the information I received. It seems you didn't lie. That's good. This is the beginning of trust." Nick smiled.
"Wait, how do you know we are not lying? Do you have any way to test it?" The captain and Natasha looked at Nick with confusion on their faces.
"We naturally have our own verification method. In fact, two of your companions are also visiting Stark Tower. I think you will meet again soon." Nick said softly.
"So, you just asked that to make sure we weren't lying?" The captain looked helpless, as if this was something Nick could only do; he was always wary and cautious. Unsurprisingly, if they were lying, Nick probably wouldn't be so friendly to continue the conversation. He didn't think that just because they were friends and acquaintances from another world, Nick would give them any preferential treatment.
In fact, this mode of communication without being in an interrogation room is already a privilege.
"It's just a professional habit." Nick looked at the two of them and said.
Suddenly, as if receiving some kind of message, Nick glanced towards a corner of the conference room. The Captain and Natasha followed his gaze, seeing nothing but tranquility. Just as they were lost in thought, sparks suddenly flew through the air, and a rotating portal opened before them. Master Strange and a tall green figure emerged from the portal and stepped out.
"Bruce!" Captain and Natasha saw the familiar green figure, their eyes first brightened with joy, then became stunned. They looked at Dr. Banner's condition and thought of a possibility.
"There's nothing wrong with our timeline. These are visitors from another world. I think we should take them to see Luke and use the instruments he has to check if they have any hidden dangers." Strange raised his hand to Nick and said in a familiar tone.
"We've done some testing, and they don't carry any deadly viruses or hidden dangers. Of course, sending them to Luke for testing would be safer." Nick thought about it and nodded. Incidents like this used to be handled by the government, but now, they're definitely under the jurisdiction of Hyperion, Kamar-Taj, and S.H.I.E.L.D.
Especially when it comes to the multiverse and the Infinity Stones.
Nick has not forgotten that they have experienced the invasion of the Chitauri, and according to Loki's subsequent confession, that invasion was ordered by a cosmic overlord named Thanos.
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Stark Tower.
"It seems that the technological achievements of your universe are not very good, and the power is not strong either." Young Tony also listened to the experience of Stark's universe and gave his own evaluation.
"What do you mean?" Mature Stark and Scott looked at each other blankly.
"Literally." Tony shrugged. "For a world without even a data dimension, you're trying to contend with a cosmic overlord. You've done pretty well."
"That doesn't sound like a good thing." Scott shook his head.
"I'm complimenting you. I've experienced similar confrontations in the data dimension, and those people are indeed very powerful." Tony spread his hands, sounding very sincere.
"Wait, what is data dimension? Is it your intelligent system?" Stark frowned and asked.
"It depends on how you understand it. You can see it as a virtual universe waiting to be explored, a shadow of the universe, the dark side, or even a cosmic server. In short, it's a dimensional space different from reality. Luke discovered it and perhaps even helped transform it. It possesses unimaginable power.
Establishing a connection with the data dimension greatly enhances certain aspects. Just like my data intrusion ability, this ability allows me to control all mechanical entities and technological artifacts. Unless their technology is beyond my comprehension, or their firewall technology is extremely advanced, Tony, as if to prove the persuasiveness of his words, reached out and controlled the nanometal suit on the mature Stark, wrapping it around him once, then reset it.
"This type of nanotechnology, which relies on fixed circuits and models for construction, was already mature here years ago. Even Osborn and his team have mastered various techniques for creating extraordinary things. To protect their technological secrets, their servers have abandoned real-world storage and uploaded them to the data dimension. Stark did the same, placing some of his less important technologies on data chips produced in the data dimension. At least its protection is decent, preventing aliens with data-hacking capabilities from coming and going freely."
"What are the aliens?" Scott frowned.
"Don't you have AIM there? This is a virus they created using a treasure similar to the Cosmic Cube. It can transform people from carbon-based life to silicon-based life. They infected quite a few people at the time, and it took us a lot of effort to deal with the trouble caused by it." Tony raised his eyebrows.
"We have AIMs, but they are Extremis, an unstable agent that gives people high temperatures and restores missing limbs." Stark took a deep breath and replied.
"Extremis virus? I've heard of it. It's an additional technology contained in AIM's mechanical virus." Tony nodded to indicate that he had heard of it.
A spark flew across Stark's home, and then a portal spun open. Strange waved to the others from inside, "We're going to find Luke. Come on, too."
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Silent city.
Little Becky, no longer a baby, was clattering along the metal floor with her tiny steps. In front of her stood Rude, cloaked in a black coat of venom. Suddenly, as if sensing something, her chubby little hands grasped Rude's tail. A shimmering azure light emanated from behind her, engulfing both her and Rude, and vanishing from the spot.