Anthony Edward Stark returned to his sea view mansion drunkenly. He carried two bottles of 25-year-old whiskey and staggered to open the door, fell head-on on the sofa, and the little pepper appeared at the door of the living room, leaning against the door frame and watching him.

"Friday!" Stark said vaguely: "Open the TV..."

"Antonio!" Little Pepper began to call Stark's name and said, "You have the brain, you have money, and me! You have the identities of Avengers and Iron Man, the children's dreams, but now you are drinking whiskey here to destroy your life! Why? What deprives you of courage?"

"Get out... I don't want to hear you yell!" Stark whispered.

Little Chili's face was sad. She turned her head and didn't want Tony to see the tears in her eyes. She whispered: "I'm going to quit! Stark!"

Tony did not answer, he covered his face under the sofa.

As an artificial intelligence, I was so obedient and quiet that I dared not speak out on Friday.

Little Chili finally became desperate. She turned around and was about to leave. When she walked towards the door in high heels, Stark's head buried under the sofa said a vaguely sentence: "We will all die! The whole world is dark... no hope!"

Little Chili stopped, tears fell from her eyes. She looked back at Stark and said, "We will all die... but we still have hope! Only those who are willing to fall will give up hope!"

"You don't understand what I saw...Peper!" Stark seemed to be touched.

"I've moved my stuff out!" Xiao Chili said, "I think I need someone to wake up... You need someone to live with your whiskey! I don't care!"

Pepper slammed the door and left, Tony lifted his head off the sofa, got up and gave himself a glass of wine, he said to Friday: "Put the ice... Turn on the TV!"

The TV that occupied the entire wall of his mansion turned on, and a robot took out ice from the 5 refrigerator and put it into the wine glass. He hesitated on Friday: "Sir, your drinking volume today has exceeded the federal alcohol abuse standard!"

"Is it your turn to teach me a lesson?" Stark scolded unhappily.

The news broadcast came from the TV: "...it can be seen on the West Coast. We have received reports from folk astronomy enthusiasts. From 8 o'clock this morning to 6 o'clock in the afternoon, we can all use an astronomical telescope to observe the floating pyramid. It is reported that it rose from Egypt, and thousands of locals witnessed the pyramid splitting a passage. This behemoth, nearly a thousand meters high and hundreds of wide, flew out of it..."

"Before this, the projection of the image of an eagle appearing in the sky can be seen in the entire Western Hemisphere. This is the largest and most detailed UFO event in human history! Where does it come from? Is it an alien spacecraft lurking on the earth, or a masterpiece of super-ancient civilizations? Is it a miracle built by Egyptian pharaohs, or is it an evidence of aliens in the history of the earth!"

"It's the Cybertan!" The local man named Sam swore: "About 4,000 years ago, 13 elders of the Cybertans came to the earth and enslaved the local residents to build the pyramid. They created this machine under the pyramid, and the key to opening this machine is the energy matrix. Once the energy matrix is ​​opened, the floating pyramid will make the sun a source of fire and take it back to save their planet... This is an alien conspiracy!"

The beautiful reporter continued the interview and said, "Then how did you know all this?"

Sam said enthusiastically: "When my grandfather was exploring Antarctic, he discovered Megatron, the leader of the Cybertron. It engraved the knowledge of Cybertron in my grandfather's glasses. One day... I put on my glasses... My Chevrolet will deform...Kakakkukakkuk...Transformers..."

The laughter of the locals came from the background of the interview: "Come on! Sam, your grandfather is a shoemaker, he has never been to Antarctica."

"Do you still believe in the dream you had?"

"Mad Sam...Mad Sam, your family doesn't have a Chevrolet sports car, only a broken Ford pickup truck!"

"Why didn't it? I picked it up from the garbage dump with my own hands!" Sam argued.

A beautiful reporter was embarrassed and embarrassed, and secretly complained in his heart. Why did he interview a madman? The director quickly cut the picture back to the scene, and an expert who touched a dog explained there: "We all know the existence of aliens. From the Battle of New York to the disaster of New York, it was natural for ancient Egypt to have connections with aliens. In ancient Egypt, the image of the god worshipped by the locals may come from... Pharaoh claimed to be the son of God, and they intermarried internally. Modern scientific research showed that Pharaoh's genes..."

Stark raised his hand and turned off the TV, whispering: "Idiot... I would rather listen to the crazy words that the crazy man said just now. At least it is quite interesting. Those idiots will mention... aliens, aliens. But they don't know that right next to them, China... is a living alien country."

"Aliens are your neighbors, just across the Pacific Ocean!"

Stark recalled the information Steve asked him for intoxicated eyes. He familiarly chose a piece of kraft paper with a building that was exactly the same as the floating pyramid on the TV. Tony turned over the piece of kraft paper, and behind the paper were some seemingly useless graffiti and chaotic text.

Stark stared at the spear and shield on the graffiti for a long time. He suddenly stood up, went to the bathroom to pounce a few handfuls of cold water on his face, and called Nick Forrey, "Old one-eyed, I need information about the things Steve took from you... I won't exchange him for wine..."

After receiving the promise, Stark sat on the sofa and read these information that he was already very familiar with, waiting for the data sent by SHIELD. He checked the information of the God Spear Bureau, which was already a little behind, inquire about Steve's movements, and asked the Ministry of Defense for information about the floating pyramid.

Even called old friend Crow "Hey! Isn't this the leader of our arms dealers, Iron Man?"

Crow pressed his legs against the desk, leaned himself on the chair, and said to Stark: "It's rare to contact me! A noble man?"

"Let's talk less and reminisce later!" Stark said bluntly: "I want Steve to have what happened to you, videos, texts, or tell me in person! Stark Industries will support your vibrator futures!"

"Do you just ignore the poor king?" Crow laughed and said, "Your comrade-in-arms, Captain America, is very supportive of him. He has caused us a lot of trouble!"

"No one will support a dictator... It's an era now. The people don't need a king anymore!" Stark said: "Send me the information... you know my email!"

"Every arms dealer..." Crow said: "You can't remember the mailbox of the US president, but you will never forget Stark's mailbox... I'll send it to you later!"
Chapter completed!