Chapter 178: Zombie Alliance! Watching From The Darkness!
On the ruins.
The dark clouds split open a seam.
Just in this scene of dead silence and doomsday, amid the kicked-up dust, the figure of Morgan Stark stood out, the daughter of Tony Stark and Pepper Potts.
Because Tony Stark, before Ian restarted the universe, made some settings with personal intentions within the Infinity Gauntlet, Morgan Stark had always been placed within this micro-universe.
It can be said that this micro-universe was the “final easter egg” Tony personally buried before restarting the universe, and Morgan, placed within it and immune to the zombie virus, was the continuation of his bloodline.
And the “Administrator” of this world.
Father’s love is thus silent, yet immensely great.
The name Morgan, in Western culture, has the ancient cultural meaning of the legendary sorceress Morgan le Fay, so it can be imagined that the girl carrying this name would undoubtedly have a quirky and mischievous personality.
The girl, Morgan Stark, crisply removed her tactical goggles, revealing a pair of bright, lively eyes. Her gaze swept over everyone’s faces before finally locking onto Ian.
“Uncle Ian!”
Morgan Stark suddenly exclaimed, her voice as clear as a bell. She immediately used the Yellow Network Entanglement skill on Ian, and before Ian could even widen his eyes in astonishment, and before anyone else could react, she rushed forward like a joyous little deer, threw her arms open, and fiercely hugged Ian’s neck.
“No!”
Before Ian could even ask, he was pushed back half a step by a solid embrace. The scent of motor oil and strawberry shampoo from the girl clung to him, her hair tickling his chin. He froze in place, his hands awkwardly suspended in mid-air, looking a bit at a loss, the story of Ye Gong loving dragons having a new interpretation on him.
Although Ian had always wanted to be Uncle Batman, being suddenly called “uncle” and then directly hugged, his head buzzed and he became flustered.
“Well, while I don’t mind being an uncle again, how come your ability to recognize relatives is faster than mine?” Ian patted Morgan’s head with a hint of caution.
As if comforting a small dog.
“Oh? Uncle Ian, what’s wrong with your face? You had the same expression when my mom caught you stealing my milk powder! I have photographic memory, I won’t forget!”
Morgan looked up, blinking mischievously. Facing Morgan Stark’s Murong Fu-like ultimate move and her barrage of nonsensical attacks, Ian, who should have been skilled in such matters, found his CPU overloaded.
He opened his mouth.
He wanted to say that this was something his older brother Jordan would do, but no one in this world knew he had an older brother, which made Ian’s face instantly turn a few shades of red.
“Tsk, stealing baby’s milk powder, I knew that was something you’d do.” Thor let out a suspicious snicker from the side, Gwen silently took out her phone to record, and Captain America—the poor Captain America was still on the ground, but he had managed to give a thumbs-up, indicating he wouldn’t miss this good show.
Clearly, Ian’s money hadn’t bought his absolute loyalty.
“You definitely stole my divine skills… Damn it, I knew Tony Stark was so good to me for a reason, he even stole my two most core abilities and gave them to you!” Ian, flustered, “tore” Morgan off himself, pushing her away to arm’s length as if she were some dangerous object.
He coughed tactfully twice, then suddenly pulled a plush toy from his pocket—a dirty Batman doll—and dangled it in front of Morgan.
“Good girl, see that? Over there, go pick it up.” Ian spoke in a tone used to coax children, while throwing the counterfeit doll he held in his hand in a farther direction. The scene fell into an eerie silence. Thor covered his face, Gwen’s recording hand trembled, and Captain America’s ass ached from suppressing his laughter.
“Hahahaha.”
Of course, Morgan Stark didn’t move. However, the zombies who had been hit by the Yellow Reverse Evolution Ray and de-aged were crawling towards the doll with cries.
Their latent childlike instincts had clearly been awakened.
“Uncle Ian, you’re still so unlikeable!” Morgan Stark’s clear laughter echoed through the ruins. She seemed to react to Ian’s behavior as if it were something she was accustomed to.
At least she was more composed than the reactions of the reserve members of the new Justice League around them. Seeing the juvenile zombies approaching the doll, Morgan Stark used her firearm’s grappling hook to pull the doll back.
“I remember you gave me a Batman with 108 abs when I was little. My dad said Batman doesn’t look like that, but you insisted yours was the real Batman.” Surprisingly, Morgan Stark actually knew Batman. While cleaning the doll with cleaning equipment, she wore a reminiscent expression.
“Unlikeable?”
Ian’s focus was not on Batman. He heard Morgan Stark’s evaluation of him and immediately bristled, snatching back the doll and shoving it into his four-dimensional crotch.
“Everyone loves me! I have millions of followers! I have my own cult! I—wait, I didn’t open a special technical school, where did you steal the Ian secret technique from!”
“Yellow Network Entanglement, is the supreme art. It clearly requires SSSVVVIP level students to have a chance to draw and collect 18,000 fragments to learn the ultimate divine ability!”
“Your hug just now was clearly the precursor to activating Yellow Network Entanglement: Junior, Familial Link! I haven’t even taught Thor this skill! How could you, a girl I’ve never met, possibly know?!” Ian’s expression shifted continuously, his gaze at Morgan Stark filled with confusion.
He was indeed bewildered by her affectionate actions. If his Super Brain remembered correctly, this was their first meeting.
At this moment, Ian felt something strange and peculiar. He began to imagine conspiracies, schemes, and whether there was some deeper information hidden behind Morgan Stark’s attitude.
“That’s not right, you’re not in heat, why are you pretending not to know me?” Hearing this, Morgan Stark’s expression became even stranger than Ian’s.
“I don’t know you!”
Ian took a step back and asked warily, “Your dad didn’t possibly arrange a child marriage for me when I was young, did he?! I’m only fourteen! You look eighteen thousand years old!”
He began to probe.
As if to verify a certain guess in his heart with this seemingly absurd question.
“…”
Morgan’s expression changed from surprise to speechlessness.
“Uncle Ian, your logic chain is more tangled than Saturday’s code.” She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became suspicious, leaning closer to smell him.
“Did you eat those irradiated fish from the sewers again?” Morgan’s expression shifted from confusion to shock, though it was unclear what she had thought of.
“I didn’t, Batman ate all the irradiated fish in the Gotham sewers, I couldn’t get any.” Ian instinctively retorted, then realized he had switched contexts.
“Uncle Ian, I’m not a child anymore. I know Santa Claus and Batman are fictional!” Morgan Stark responded to Ian with a scoff.
The conversation between the two fell into the eyes of several new Justice League members. Except for Gwen Stacy, who was lost in thought, Captain America and Thor were completely bewildered.
They huddled together, muttering, as if discussing how Evil God could find acquaintances everywhere. Just as Ian was about to argue with Morgan Stark about the authenticity of Santa Claus, a deafening commotion interrupted his thoughts. A fierce roar tore through the silence of the ruins!
Everyone suddenly turned their heads.
From the distant thick smoke, several twisted figures slowly emerged. A zombie clad in a tattered star-spangled battle suit, with half its face rotted and its shield covered in rust, was advancing with a low growl.
He was Zombie Captain America.
Behind Zombie Captain America were Zombie Iron Man, carrying a mechanical arm with his spine exposed, and Zombie Spider-Man, covered in black symbiote, dripping venom from his mouth. Even more terrifying was Zombie Hulk, his rotting skin a nauseating purple-green, leaving corrosive mucus on the ground with every step.
“Damn.”
Gwen’s voice tightened, her nerves strained.
“Where did they come from?”
She was an individual with memories from before the universe reboot, so she had some understanding of the Zombie Universe. Seeing the Zombie Avengers appear now, she was greatly shocked.
Thor had already raised Mjolnir.
“No matter where they came from, let’s take them down first! Such disgusting imitations! The one holding the hammer isn’t me!” He seemed to have regained some of his reckless personality.
On the ruins, sand and wind swirled debris, a whisper of the apocalypse.
“Roar roar roar~”
The silhouettes of the Zombie Avengers became clearer in the smoke, their rotting bodies exuding the scent of death, and their hollow eye sockets burned with eerie green soul fire.
Especially Zombie Hulk, who was enormous, the ground trembling with every step he took.
“No! Why am I in there too! I was just a WWII veteran!” Captain America looked at his zombie version and felt a chill down his spine, an inexplicable fear.
Fortunately, these zombie heroes did not possess the zombie intelligence they should have had.
They were approaching.
However, their speed was not fast.
“I don’t know either.” Morgan Stark stood by the wreckage of a fighter jet, her brow furrowed. Her fingers rapidly swiped across the holographic projection on her wrist, bringing up streams of data.
“No… this is impossible… I’ve never seen them here before! Father’s test ground should only have ordinary zombies, why would there be Avenger zombies?”
She muttered to herself.
Her voice held a hint of panic.
“Perhaps our arrival triggered some abnormal reaction? Or perhaps Tony Stark didn’t completely clean up these erroneous pieces of information when he purged this universe?”
Ian mused, stroking his chin.
“Regardless, this is a great opportunity to prove myself!” Morgan Stark took a few deep breaths, her eyes gradually firming. She raised her wrist and tapped her necklace.
The next moment.
Nanite armor rapidly covered her entire body. The red and gold steel battle suit gleamed with a cold luster in the setting sun—this was clearly an improved version of Tony Stark’s classic style.
However, the lines were more fluid, and faint blue energy patterns pulsed at the joints.
“Watch this!”
Morgan Stark was about to make her move.
However, Ian reached out and stopped her.
“Leave it to me.”
Ian’s eyes were incredibly deep, making him appear incredibly reliable. However, he suddenly grinned, his tone excited, which somewhat ruined the image he had cultivated.
“I’ve wanted to try this for a long time—punching Thor and stepping on Captain America!” Ian was a decent person, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t be rude to those around him.
Now that he encountered zombie versions of superheroes, it was naturally an opportunity he couldn’t miss. Therefore, he didn’t use the Yellow Reverse Evolution Ray and charged forward directly.
“Hey! We’re still here!”
“What about us did you find displeasing now?”
Captain America and Thor protested in unison, dissatisfied. Only Ghost Spider Gwen rejoiced. At this moment, Ian had already charged forward, and the ground exploded with his first step!
As Ian instantly took down the ugliest-looking Zombie Spider-Man, Zombie Iron Man became enraged and attacked first, his palm cannon glowing with an eerie green light, firing a corrosive energy beam directly at him! Ian didn’t dodge, letting the energy beam hit him.
Then.
Not even his clothes were torn.
Ian’s Mimic Armor was so powerful, it could simulate a bio-electric field even when not flying.
“Is that all?”
He scoffed, and the next second, his figure vanished abruptly!
“Boom—!”
Ian’s fist pierced through Zombie Iron Man’s chest. The superalloy armor was torn apart like paper, and rotting innards and mechanical parts splattered everywhere.
Zombie Iron Man’s electronic voice let out a piercing shriek.
At this moment.
Ian had already grabbed its head and smashed it hard into the ground!
“Bang!”
The ground cracked like a spiderweb, and Zombie Iron Man’s helmet shattered, revealing a half-mechanical, half-rotting face.
“If Tony knew he turned out like this, he’d probably jump out of some shadow in anger.” Ian said this with a cold, mocking tone, but he was actually stealthily testing something.
Unfortunately.
There was no response.
Just as Ian was pondering why Tony’s child was so familiar with him, and whether Tony’s full assistance when they first met had another reason,
Zombie Captain America seized the opportunity to throw his shield. The vibranium disc spun at high speed, heading straight for the back of Ian’s head! However, Ian didn’t turn his head, and with a backhand grab, intercepted the shield’s path.
“Snap!”
He steadily caught the shield, and then, to everyone’s disbelieving gaze, this powerful young man actually took out disinfectant and thoroughly cleaned the vibranium shield several times.
“Gaga gaga~”
This wasn’t Ian laughing sinisterly, but him chewing on the offered biscuits.
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Although the vibranium shield was extremely hard, what was clearly harder were Ian’s enchanted teeth. Eating such a thing for him was like an ordinary person eating military-compressed biscuits.
Although it was slightly strenuous, he could still digest it. Otherwise, why would it be one of the hardest metals in the Marvel Universe? The energy it provided to Ian was definitely not low.
He almost wanted to get his hands on the real Captain America’s shield too—as if sensing Ian’s gaze, the Captain America lying on the ground quickly hugged his shield protectively.
“That’s Vibranium…”
Watching Zombie Captain America’s shield disappear into Ian’s mouth, no one was more horrified than Captain America Steve, who knew exactly how hard that metal was!
Evil God… truly evil!
“Your turn.”
Ian licked the shield residue from his fingers and turned to look at Zombie Captain America, who was standing there bewildered without his shield. Looking at the ruins, devoid of his beloved, Zombie Captain America roared and charged at Ian.
Affected by the loss of his life’s beloved.
The rotting muscles of this guy erupted with astonishing speed. He threw an uppercut straight at Ian’s jaw! However, Ian simply raised his hand and caught his fist with one hand.
“Look! Steve! He doesn’t have your five-five power!” Ian first exclaimed to the real Steve nearby, then slowly applied force with the hand holding Zombie Captain America’s fist.
“Crack!”
Zombie Captain America’s hand bones were crushed!
“Aaaargh—!”
Zombie Captain America let out a painful howl, but Ian had already grabbed its neck and lifted it up.
“Do you know?” Ian tilted his head, “I’ve always wanted to try this… the move most loved by villains.” He suddenly smashed Zombie Captain America’s head against Zombie Iron Man’s head!
“Bang!!”
The two rotting heads collided, exploding like watermelons, black blood and brain matter splattering everywhere. Ian disgustedly shook his hand and threw the two headless corpses aside like trash.
The scene fell into a bit of silence.
This scene was indeed very impactful.
For a moment.
Apart from Morgan Stark, who was watching with fervent excitement and cheering Ian on wildly, everyone else was having trouble distinguishing who was the villain between the zombies and Ian.
“Roar roar roar!!!” The mute Zombie Thor, seeing his companions fall one after another, roared and summoned lightning. Dark clouds churned, and thick bolts of lightning struck down at Ian!
However, Ian just looked up—then opened his mouth wide.
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He could even devour the power of Mephisto’s Hell Dimension, proving that Ian wasn’t a picky eater. The lightning summoned by a mere Zombie Thor was naturally not a problem.
Such a harvest actually left Ian extremely disappointed.
“Just this much electricity? As expected, you pirated Avengers, your power compared to the real ones is definitely less than one percent.” Ian could sense that Zombie Thor wasn’t entirely without intelligence.
And indeed.
His taunts instantly enraged the opponent. Zombie Thor roared and charged, Mjolnir smashing towards Ian with destructive power! The force capable of splitting mountains descended with a roar!
“Roar roar roar!” Zombie Thor let out a deafening roar, his rotting muscles erupting with astonishing strength. Mjolnir, enshrouded in furious lightning, whistled down.
The air was torn.
The electric light surged around the hammer’s body.
The power of this strike was enough to flatten a small mountain.
However, facing such an attack, Ian neither dodged nor evaded. He simply stood his ground, not only confident in his strength but also in the confidence brought by 【 Ian Kent’s Defensive Technique 】.
【 Ian Kent’s Defensive Technique [Elite]: When you stand still, the damage taken will be reduced by thirty percent. Double damage reduction applies to the face and vital areas. 】
With such a divine skill, Ian was not just immovable as a mountain; he actively met the attack with his own face. Under the horrified gaze of everyone present, Thor’s Hammer landed squarely on his face.
The deafening clang of metal colliding shook the surrounding ruined buildings into dust. The shockwave’s air current was like a hurricane. Captain America instinctively raised his arm to shield himself, Gwen’s Spider-Sense made her cover her ears in advance, and Morgan’s armor automatically activated its shield. Only the real Thor was blown away.
But he managed to crawl back on his own.
It was worth encouraging.
As the dust settled, everyone’s eyes widened. Ian remained in his pocketed stance, not even a wrinkle on his clothes. His face was intact, not even his skin was red—it was obvious that the universal divine skill, combined with Ian’s naturally thick skin, was the epitome of being unharmed.
“!!!!!!” For the first time, Zombie Thor’s rotten face showed a human-like shock. Its cloudy eyes trembled violently, and its jaw almost dropped to the ground.
“Hoo~”
Ian gently blew on the hammer, as if trying to replicate a classic scene.
However.
All that came out was a whiff of fel energy with a sulfurous smell. Let alone freezing, not even a spark appeared. This failed imitation infuriated Ian, making him turn red with rage.
He abruptly pulled out his right hand.
Clenching his fist, he smashed it at Thor’s Hammer, which was still resting on his cheek.
His right hand formed a fist and struck towards the hammer handle!
“Bang!”
The first punch caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the hammerhead.
“Boom!”
The second punch directly shattered half of the hammer’s face, sending fragments of Uru Metal flying.
Zombie Thor let out a shrill howl, as if each punch had struck its heart. Thor himself watched in disbelief, his beer falling to the ground with a “clink.”
“Impossible!”
“This is impossible!”
Thor shouted in shock from not far away.
“How could Mjolnir be smashed by fists!” He found it hard not to think that if Ian could smash his other self’s hammer, he might be able to smash his own.
Thor, who still didn’t know that the strength of different individuals and the quality of divine artifacts varied across the multiverse, was sweating profusely on his forehead. He simply refused to accept reality.
Just then.
“Oh, right, I can answer that for you, my dear follower. You have no idea what’s possible… Don’t stare at me, I’m just recreating a famous scene!”
Ian had the leisure to comment on the true Thor’s inner monologue.
As he swung his third punch.
Thor’s Hammer was completely reduced to scrap.
The broken handle crumbled inch by inch, turning into iron filings that flew everywhere! Zombie Thor’s arms trembled violently, and before it could react, Ian’s left hand clamped down on its head like a steel vise!
“Pfft~!”
Ian closed his five fingers!
The green fire burning in Zombie Thor’s head exploded like an overripe watermelon! Brain matter and corrosive fluid splattered everywhere, and the headless corpse crashed to the ground.
Stirring up a sky full of dust.
“There’s one last one.” Ian didn’t stop, tapping the ground with his toes, flying into the sky, and heading straight for the colossal Zombie Hulk that was emerging from the ruins!
The monster roared and threw a punch, compressing the air into a sonic boom! It roared and charged, its rotten giant fist aimed at Ian! Ian neither dodged nor evaded, throwing a punch of his own.
“Boom—!!”
The moment their fists collided, the shockwave exploded!
The ground for a hundred meters around cracked and broke!
Zombie Hulk’s arm was shattered the instant it made contact, its rotten flesh splattering like mud!
“Roar—!!”
Zombie Hulk roared in pain, but Ian had already grabbed its head and slammed it to the ground!
“Rumble!!”
The ground was smashed, creating a giant pit with a diameter of a thousand meters, the momentum immense. Zombie Hulk’s body was deeply embedded within it.
“It still can’t give me professions or experience, so this is where it ends.” Ian’s right hand became a claw and plunged into its chest—his hand pierced Zombie Hulk’s heart.
Then.
A surging punch power also penetrated Zombie Hulk’s seemingly indestructible chest.
A burst of punching energy even passed through from the back!
“Bang!”
Zombie Hulk’s heart exploded in Ian’s palm, black blood gushing out. Zombie Hulk’s body twitched a few times, and it looked down at the bloody hole in its chest. The soul fire in its eyes flickered intensely, finally extinguishing slowly. Its massive body then knelt down with a thud, no longer moving.
The battle, from start to finish, took less than ten seconds. Ian shook the blood from his hands, jumped out of the pit, and looked at the dumbfounded onlookers with his sunny smile.
“All done.”
Ian felt like he hadn’t even warmed up before the zombie Avengers were all lying down. He was still somewhat unsatisfied, but within a radius of tens of kilometers, not even juvenile zombies could be found.
Looking at the remnants on the ground, Ian pondered for a moment, then picked up the fragments of Thor’s Hammer, washed them with disinfectant, and mixed them with Zombie Iron Man’s Iron Armor, constantly stuffing them into his mouth.
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For some reason, a portion of 【 Savage Tyrant 】 experience was mixed in. Ian had washed them very cleanly, yet it seemed he still ingested some zombie virus.
But there was no need to panic.
The zombie virus was not as potent as the viruses in Ian’s body.
It wouldn’t cause much of a stir.
It all turned into “protein” and became Ian’s nourishment. Ian squatted on the ground, like someone picking fresh vegetables in a market, meticulously sifting through the fragments of Thor’s Hammer. He picked up a piece of Uru Metal that was relatively intact, blew off the dust, then “crunch,” he put it in his mouth, chewing it with a crisp sound.
“Has a slightly charred aroma.”
Gourmet Ian commented precisely on the fragments of Thor’s Hammer that still had electrical arcs.
The description was very precise and sharp.
Thor and Steve stood by, their expressions complex, like two people who had just been forcibly married. Their emotions were unspeakable. Thor instinctively clutched his only remaining Mjolnir, afraid that Ian would set his sights on it next. Steve did the same, quickly tucking his shield under his clothes for concealment.
They were both worried that Ian wasn’t eating comfortably enough and would turn to scam their treasures next. The two unfortunate souls huddled together, whispering and discussing what things Ian wouldn’t put in his mouth.
Meanwhile.
Gwen walked over to Morgan, who was taking pictures of Ian.
“Don’t you find it strange at all?”
She asked Morgan in a low voice, feeling that Morgan was as abnormal as Ian. Upon hearing this, Morgan didn’t look up, continuing to snap pictures of Ian’s “gourmet review” scene with a click-click sound.
“Strange about what? Uncle Ian is just like this.”
Morgan wasn’t really a crazy girl, but she once again displayed a familiarity with Ian, as if she had become accustomed to Ian’s words and actions in a normal manner.
This son of Tony, daughter of Iron Man, paused for a moment, as if suddenly remembering something interesting, “Did you know he used to make tea with nuclear wastewater?”
“‘It has a ‘mineral flavor’,’ he said. That’s life.”
Morgan again showed a sense of habit, her tone filled with nostalgic flavor. This statement made Gwen’s new Spider-Sense sting her nerves.
This is really not right.
She had known Ian for a long time, yet she had no recollection of the things Morgan was saying. Moreover… Morgan’s familiarity with Ian was as if she had grown up with him.
Gwen, with her memories from before the reboot, also realized that Morgan was acting strangely, just like Ian. However, her old-era memories couldn’t retrieve any useful information.
“Tony Stark and that guy knew each other long ago?” Gwen frowned, realizing that old Tony had been hiding something from her and Ian.
Morgan finally put down her phone and tilted her head in thought.
“I don’t know how long they knew each other. But…” she lowered her voice, speaking mysteriously, “I heard my mother say that Uncle Ian’s meeting with my father was very exciting.”
As she said this.
Not far away, although Ian was still burying his head in metal, his ears perked up like radar. Like Gwen, he was curious about information Morgan knew that he didn’t.
Morgan continued, as if unaware, “Back then, Uncle Ian was very down on his luck and was live-streaming begging for food, but he couldn’t get the boxed meals my father was giving out for charity.”
“He was so angry that he used some magical means to sneak into my family’s villa…” Morgan’s voice was not just reminiscing about the past, but also recalling the warm moments of her mother telling her stories.
Gwen couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
“And then? Stole the vault? Blew up the lab?”
Her intuition told her that Ian definitely didn’t just go to cause destruction or steal.
Morgan shook her head.
“Neither.”
She held back a laugh and said with emotion.
“He stole a few of my father’s unwashed underwear.”
As soon as she said this.
Ian froze on the spot.
“…What?”
Gwen’s eyes widened like saucers.
“Shut up! I would never do such a thing! That’s all fabricated memories Tony wove for you!” Ian’s face turned red with anger as he turned around, mainly because a metal fragment was stuck in his throat.
The coughing made his face turn bright red.
Mm.
That was his excuse.
Morgan didn’t notice Ian’s reaction at all and was still enthusiastically revealing information that even Ian couldn’t predict.
“He didn’t steal my dad’s underwear to sell to my dad’s fans.”
She mysteriously lowered her voice, “Uncle Ian has special means to extract ‘descendants’ from underwear and sell them on the black market. I heard they even offer after-sales service.”
As soon as she said this.
Ian turned the color of Rumble, the mechanical enemy, when he’s red-hot.
Gwen and the others’ expressions also froze.
“I heard he became a billionaire like this soon after,” Morgan said with admiration. “I can only say, as expected of Uncle Ian, even making money is so creative!”
She seemed completely unaware.
Those descendants were her competitors.
“Pfft—!!”
Thor spat out a mouthful of beer and rushed towards his father Odin and the Frost Giant King, fearing that Ian might replicate this operation in Asgard.
Steve’s face turned green.
He subconsciously touched his pants.
Then he looked at Ian in terror.
“You knocked me out once!”
The veteran’s persecuted delusion relapsed.
Ian finally coughed out the metal fragment.
He jumped up and shouted.
“Slander! This is outright slander! Didn’t you see how cool I was fighting monsters just now? Coolness is my lifelong synonym!”
Ian pointed at Morgan.
“Your mother must have Alzheimer’s! How could I do such a thing?! Yes, these could all be false memories Tony implanted in you. You’ve never actually known me!”
This was Ian’s current speculation.
“I’m DC Ian! Look at my belt… you have to read it backward to get DC Ian!”
Just as Ian was unwilling to accept that this behavior was related to him, from the shadows of the distant ruins, a pair of eyes that did not belong to a zombie, sparkling with wisdom, quietly observed everything.
The figure lightly pressed the communicator by their ear.
“Observed anomalous timeline perturbation. Target has contacted the ‘anchor point.’ Prepare to execute Stage Two protocol.”
