"I don't need a rest!" Stark pushed Blow away, and he held the table beside him.

"I'm just, I'm just a little hypoglycemia." Stark rubbed his temples. Although he was a little physically and mentally exhausted, he still pretended to be fine and said lightly.

"Hyperglycemia is not your reaction. Stark, don't lie to me. I can see that you haven't had a good rest for a long time. Let's sleep, otherwise your body will collapse." Blo frowned and said softly.

Upon hearing this, Stark was silent. His arms were trembling and his lips were in a state of chapped. He didn't know himself better than him. Stark knew that he had not been doing well these days.

"I don't want to sleep," Stark said quietly, then he raised his head, looked at Blo, and continued.

"Do you know, every time, every time I close my eyes, I can see the alien fleet all over the sky, like a nightmare, covering my head. Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I really can't bear it."

Brow knew about Stark's experience. During the New York War, Stark sent the nuclear bomb into the portal, Stark saw the Zitarry fleet from the aliens. Those were not the small troops during the battle, but the real fleet!

Stark Industry specializes in making weapons for the US military, so no one knows the current defensive power of the earth better than Stark. Stark understands that if those guys really hit the earth, then with the current firepower of the earth, it would be impossible to fight with them.

Although this time it was a victory, what about the next time? What if those guys did not come through the universe cube, but really appeared outside the earth? At that time, who will defeat them?

"So, for this reason, do you make your steel suit every day and night?" Brow sighed and said lightly.

"I know what you saw. I have learned a lot about those aliens, and I know your ideas, but I hope you don't work too hard. Defending the earth is not your responsibility or your obligation alone. You don't need to turn these things into a burden on you, and we are there."

"You guys?" Stark was a little excited when he heard this.

"Blo, I don't have as powerful as you, nor do I have your magical Eastern magic, but I want to tell you that war has never been reversed by one person. Maybe you can block them this time, but when their fleet really comes to the top of our heads, you can do nothing at all."

"Have you been sounded the alarm after this New York War?! Those guys' technological level is hundreds of years ahead of us. If I don't work harder and I can't protect the earth with all my might, then everything is over."

"You are right. This is not my obligation or my responsibility, but Blo, to be honest, when you have the ability to save the people, you give up, and then after the alien monsters occupy the earth, can you continue to comfort yourself here with your words?"

Upon hearing this, Blow didn't know what to say. Stark was right. Maybe he didn't think so much when watching the movie, but when he really came to this world, Blow really understood why Stark had "anxiety".

At this time, Stark was like when he first came to this world. When he found out that he was in the Marvel world, his first reaction was to be afraid, afraid of the danger here, and fear the terrifying power of Thanos.

Similarly, Stark also began to fear those guys after seeing the power of the alien fleet, so Stark did something that "any time traveler" would do, that is, to strive to improve his strength.

To be honest, Blow really admires Tony. As an ordinary person, an ordinary person without any gold fingers, he can rely entirely on his own talent and hard work to reach a level that others cannot reach in their entire lives.

He opened his mouth and Blo wanted to say something, but after a pause, he still didn't say anything, because Blo knew that at this time, nothing he said was useless. Stark was right. He was doing the same thing as himself, and he had no reason to stop him.

Why did I study Hydra's portal, and why did I establish a Guardian Alliance? After all, these are all for the sake of facing future dangers. Isn't Stark trying to do this now, but he's a little too hard.

"Okay, Tony, I understand what you mean. To be honest, I have been thinking about these questions these days. I want to build a portal to another planet, and build a base on that planet to start the interstellar era in advance." Blo said truthfully.

"It is impossible to improve the strength of the earth alone, so I hope to find allies in the universe, not only for the earth, but also for our future."

"Do you want to build an alliance across the stars?" Hearing this, Stark was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile. "You are so crazy. Are you not afraid that the alliance you are looking for is actually a hidden enemy?"

"Of course I'm afraid, so I have to build a base on a new planet. In this way, it can not only ensure the safety of the earth, but also realize my plan. So I hope that before I succeed, you can calm down and not let your body collapse first." Blo said softly.

Stark looked directly at Blow and found that Blow was not joking, then he paused and spoke.

"I promise you, but what are you going to do about the choice of the planet and how to open the portal to that planet? You probably won't know about this kind of thing. Banner and I have studied Loki's teleportation device, maybe I can help you."

"No need to Tony. My resources can solve these things. What I need now is to give you a good rest and leave the rest to me."

"But!"

"No, Tony, have you and Miss Potts already started dating? We just won the battle, so you can relax and take Potts on a trip or something." Brow patted Stark's shoulder and said.

"And now, you need a good sleep." With a slight smile, a stream of true qi was released from Blo's palm. This stream of true qi was very 'soft' and directly entered Stark's body.

Stark was about to say something, but a sleepy feeling suddenly came. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Finally, his eyes turned black and he fell down weakly. However, Blo, who was prepared for a long time, caught him, put him on the sofa, and covered him with a quilt.
Chapter completed!