Half an hour later, the two were closely guarded and sent to SHIELD.

Inside the director's office.

"Want a drink? Wow, I like this wine!"

Tony opened the director's private wine cabinet with ease, picked through it, took out two glasses, and poured himself and Bruce a glass of wine each, without sharing the director's share.

Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., rolled his eyes. He had long been eyeing Tony and planned to meet with him after this press conference to discuss plans to form the Avengers.

But everything was disrupted by this sudden question and answer game.

The bald director withdrew his gaze and then stared at Bruce Wayne seriously, "Mr. Wayne, we investigated all the file information, guess what?

There are five people in the world who look similar to you, including actors, prisoners, or others. Even if he is a dead person, we can dig him out of the grave.

But I can’t find any news about you, Bruce Wayne!”

Bruce snorted and didn't answer.

Tony took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "I guess he is an alien from a parallel universe?"

"The staff told me that this possibility is very high. So, Mr. Wayne, I think you should have a lot to say, a lot to say!" Nick Fury touched his bald head, his eyes were very oppressive.

"I'm from Gotham." Bruce said in a low voice, "The last video you saw...yes, I come from that world."

Nick and Tony looked at each other, neither of them were surprised by the answer.

Bruce is a person who is used to taking the initiative. Before the other party could speak, he took the lead and said: "Compared to my origin, I think you should care more about that weird question and answer game, right?"

"Both you and that game are important!" Nick stared at him closely and continued to put pressure.

As long as you are not a fool, you can see the value behind an extraterrestrial visitor from another parallel world.

That means more resources, power, and countless wealth!

What the Angsa people like most is to open up a new world, just as their ancestors once did, through continuous barbaric plunder and brutal conquest, they have created today's glorious glory.

From Bruce Wayne, they saw another modern parallel world with equally advanced technology. Even a short video clip was enough for Angsa's elite staff to analyze what they wanted.

All in all, whoever can deal with Bruce Wayne will have the opportunity to become the Columbus of the new era!

The bald director was ambitious and added kindly: "Don't worry, Mr. Wayne, we will do our best to help you return to your hometown."

Bruce crossed his arms and glanced at Tony, who was smiling without saying a word, "Let's talk about that weird game. I think only through that game can I return to Gotham. Do you have any information?"

"We don't know any more than you do, Mr. Wayne, can you tell me how that beam of light sent you to our world?"

Bruce frowned. During the transmission process, the feeling was very subtle.

The world changed in the blink of an eye, as if a huge hand picked him up from one fence and put him into another fence next door.

All in all it was not a pleasant experience.

"There's nothing to say. The beam of light suddenly came, and then I came here. The question now is, who is behind that weird question and answer game, and what is his purpose?"

Bruce initially suspected that the mastermind was a clown, but later he saw the horror of this quiz game.

Ability to transport oneself from one world to another.

Able to read one's own mind, video clips that predict the future, and inexplicable punishments...

"Alien? God? Maybe an alien god? Who knows!" Tony downed the wine in one gulp and waved his hand: "I'm very tired and need to go back to rest. I wish you all a pleasant chat, especially you.

.”

He gestured to Bruce, hinting that the following conversation would definitely not be pleasant.

"Don't leave in a hurry, Tony!" the bald director stopped him.

Bruce also squinted his eyes and said, "You received a reward from that game. This is very important information!"

"Yes, that's right, but why should I tell you?"

Tony's face was full of displeasure, and he spread his hands: "I've had enough of today, a failed press conference performance. You know, I don't want to be a monkey that has countless people watching! Nothing is stupider than this!"

He cursed loudly as if to vent his anger, and then tried to push the door open, but despite all his strength, the door did not budge.

The bald director consoled him expressionlessly: "Calm down, Tony, you need to calm down. This time is not a small problem. Don't think about getting away so easily!"

Tony scratched his hair irritably, and finally came back and sat down on the sofa.

His performance successfully attracted the attention of the bald director to himself. Nick Fury stared at him closely and asked: "Tell me about that prophecy. At the end of the game, you got a chance to observe the future.

Yeah?"

The award Tony received was displayed on the public screen for a long time, and everyone saw it.

He said with a straight face: "That is not the future of our world. Do you know what a parallel world is?"

"Even in parallel time and space, there is value for reference." Bruce unknowingly became a group with the bald director, while watching him and putting pressure on him.

Tony looked at him, then at the bald director, and said helplessly: "I can only see clips about myself, or...death clips."

He frowned and fell into painful memories.

The purple alien giant, the messy high-rise buildings, and the glove.

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers, all the alien enemies in front of him disappeared, and then his life came to an end.

Was I forty years old at that time?

Maybe I had married Pepper and had children...but in the end I left them behind.

Tony took a deep breath and said: "In the future, I mean in the future of that parallel world, there will be a purple-skinned alien who will lead countless alien armies to invade the earth, and many people will die...including me, or

And you."

The bald director asked: "Is that all there is?"

"Stop asking! This is all I know."

"What is the authority to restart the world line? Can you change the future?"

"No, it's just to return the world line to its original state. Frankly speaking, I don't know what the use of this permission is." Tony said impatiently: "I haven't figured out the last Ancient Saint technology brand yet!
Chapter completed!