Rebuilding Base is Under Construction - v3 Chapter 158

Stark looked at Miss Rita, who was standing on the playground downstairs in the cell, without hesitation.

And the other party looked at him blankly, as if some conspiracy was brewing.

In fact, Zhang Dianyu was figuring out how to communicate-it would be best if Stark spoke first, after all, he still had a guilty conscience. Although he did not do the bill, he could not explain it clearly.

Stark wore an ordinary silver-gray jacket today with a purple T-shirt inside. The combination of hot eyes and billions of assets made him the most eye-catching man on the island.

This is also the reason why the security can easily take away the troublemaker. Stark sits in the town personally. Although the tourists are dissatisfied, they will protest verbally at most. Could anyone be stupid enough to punch in front of Iron Man?

After the security guards took the tourists away one after another, the others gradually dispersed. Some tourists went to the pier to take the ferry back to San Francisco, others found a cool place to rest, or went to the coffee shop next to the pier to play on their phones, and they cursed the fact that Alcatraz Island was only half open on social networks.

These are all relayed to Stark by the artificial intelligence butler.

“Refunds are open.” Stark frowned and ordered briefly.

“But sir, you need to pay 50% of the annual turnover to the government, but if the amount is too low, the contract will be suspended.” said the artificial intelligence butler.

“I know.” Stark replied, “It’s too early – maybe Stark Industries can buy tickets and give them to the middle school in New York City, and organize students to come here to take a ferry to enjoy the distant view of the island.”

“Do you mean to provide students with free flights and two days of vacation, but not on the island?” Artificial intelligence refined the focus of his words.

Stark: “…”

This description is indeed a bit strange.

He waved his hand irritably: “There will always be a way, and there is still a year to go.” Maybe a year later, the island’s affairs are resolved, so you don’t have to worry about how to make money for operating this attraction.

Through Miss Rita’s remote interface, Zhang Dianyu saw the scene of tourists gradually dispersing.

When only Stark was left in front of him, he controlled Miss Rita and walked over slowly, and said through the barbed wire: “It seems that the tourists are not very satisfied?”

Stark responded with a voice from his nose.

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment.

“I know why.”

Of course, tourists did not buy tickets to go to the island to watch the old prison site through a barbed wire fence. They wanted to see this prison where countless mysterious bigwigs were once held, and through the sights displayed before them, they could return to the horrifying demon in the 20th century. island.

Stark did not answer, but raised his eyes to Miss Rita: “Where is Mr. Warden? Are you alone on this island?”

“Oh, there is another pilot.” Zhang Dianyu replied.

Stark ignored these words. He stood with his arms folded and raised his chin to Miss Rita: “So he intends to avoid me like this?”

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, controlling Rita and said, “Oh, I don’t know what happened to you, maybe—”

Before he finished speaking, Stark interrupted him unceremoniously: “Bill once said that you are his’mother’, do you think I would believe that you don’t know anything about it, Miss Rita ?”

Zhang Dianyu: “…”

It seems so.

He glanced at Rita’s control panel, Stark’s face appeared in something like a game frame, and the anger on his face seemed particularly funny and unreal.

On the other side is Zhang Dianyu’s warden panel, where Stark looks like a pixelated villain, and a thread-like irritable symbol emerges from the bubble above his head, next to the sign of anger.

Zhang Dianyu couldn’t help but glanced behind him.

Through the map, he could see that the bill was sitting on his own bedroom bed behind the green employee door, motionless, without even a bubble on his head.

He and Stark are completely different species-maybe not even “species”, but in the real world, they look the same.

So much so that Stark believed this stupid joke.

Zhang Dianyu thought of the black-haired man in the desert. The botched plan of the bill is to reach an agreement with the world-the content of the agreement could not be simpler, let the world “live”.

Although it is an immature product, it is also the result of the efforts of Stark and the government who lost everything in the other world.

Of course, it is his own choice to lose everything-he can not keep his promise and let the super-British on the list reveal his identity, anyway, he has been spurned by thousands of people.

But he didn’t.

Zhang Dianyu seemed to understand a little bit of the bill’s wishes. He accepted the call of the universe to help it formulate a more complete Super Human Registration Act, which seems to vaguely point to another possibility.

——If everything can be repeated, can it become better?

Stark in front of him is also doing his best to erase the negative influence. Including Batman and others, they crossed the entire federation and lurked near the prison, obviously not for a change of vacation environment.

When the prison was threatened, Stark immediately changed into battle armor and rushed over; when the prison went bankrupt, he tried every means to invest; when the prison developed a new map of Alcatraz Island, in order to prevent ordinary tourists from being affected, he It also took over the right to operate the scenic spot and tried to drive away tourists.

But everything seems to be in vain, and the Super Human Registration Act is still gradually intensifying the contradiction between superpowers and ordinary people. Because the superpowers who oppose the registration bill will be held in this prison, the prison has also been resisted by most of the super British.

Although Zhang Dianyu knows very little about the contradictions that occurred between the super-British Super League outside, it can also be seen from the news that the situation is not so good.

He gradually began to understand. The purpose of the bill approaching Stark may be the opposite-he is not a human, and he has no surviving **, but he has a simple small goal, which is to truly protect superpowers and ordinary people and eliminate the contradiction between the two. .

It’s not that he needs Stark’s help, but he wants to help Stark.

Help him achieve his wish and become a bridge between Chaoying and the world.

Once the bridge collapses, the whole world will collapse and fall into chaos and war. Sometimes things will gradually become stable from chaos, and sometimes they will collapse completely.

It means the destruction of the world.

No one knows what the future of this world is, and it is this future that the bill wants to help Stark change.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Stark on Rita’s panel. Although he rushed back to California in time since the Red Skull escape incident, and has been around here since then-but in fact, he seems to be still busy with Congress. On the issue of signing the bill.

During the time living in Stark Industrial Park, Zhang Dianyu often heard footsteps outside at night, or shadows of battle armor passing by.

Judging from the slightly darkened eye circles on Stark’s face on the Rita panel, excellent time management skills obviously require a lot of effort.

Zhang Dianyu looked at him for a while, then raised his hand and typed a sentence in the dialog box.

Rita looked at Stark seriously, slowed down, and said word by word: “Bill’s gene sequencing results are not wrong, and I can indeed say that it is his biological mother-maybe I invite you to my Trim your moustache in your office?”

“…What?” Stark looked puzzled, isn’t the topic a bit too jumpy.

But then he seemed to find a touch of familiarity from the memory, and then his face slowly changed.

He opened his mouth and felt that what he said seemed a bit outrageous: “Normal man…”

“——I will never share a razor.” Miss Rita took the second half.

Stark was dumbfounded.

Miss Rita smiled slightly and turned her head slightly: “Because I am mentally ill.”

“…How do you know this?” Stark felt a little confused, but a ridiculous answer vaguely appeared in his heart. The events of the past have been linked together – but they are also a little weird.

“As you might guess, Mr. Stark-I certainly know, because I am me.” Miss Rita replied.

Stark: “…”

Miss Rita smiled and looked at Stark with a dazed face: “I have a request, can you help me?”

Stark nodded subconsciously.

He felt that something collapsed in his mind—in fact, he was not without doubt. He had long dug out all the information that could be found on the mysterious origin of the warden, but the file was as simple as Forged.

Maybe it was a fake, he kept telling himself that.

Until Bill’s words and Miss Rita’s hint, let him confirm this absurd guess.

“I hope you can tell Peter all this.” Zhang Dianyu said word by word.

He had promised Peter long ago, and wanted to tell him a secret. Later, he fell into the trap of the Red Skull and didn’t realize he could tell the truth until he returned to prison.

Although it only took a few days for the boy to show his smiling face again, he even used Zhang Dianyu’s “I am mentally ill” to answer all this.

But Zhang Dianyu could not let go. He didn’t want the matter of Mr. Fergus to be in his heart forever like Peter’s Uncle Ben.

“Wait, wait—” Stark said incredulously. “What are you talking about, Mr. Fergus? Is it the dead Mr. Fergus? What does he… have to do with this?”

Miss Rita was still expressionless, because Zhang Dianyu gave up to let her make an expression.

“Oh, if I have to explain it-he is also Bill’s biological father.” He looked at Stark’s fluctuating expression and added with a smile, “It’s just like the fact that you guessed in your heart but you can’t believe it. same.”

Stark: “???”

Miss Rita opened her hands: “As you can see, I am mentally ill.”

Stark: “…”

He didn’t know whether he should believe the literal meaning.

Because the reality that Miss Rita said was a bit beyond the understanding of ordinary people-but it could indeed explain the unusualness of the warden.

There was confusion in his mind, he didn’t know whether to believe the other person.

“One thing to add-‘Bill’ is indeed not your illegitimate child.” Miss Rita said, “Gene sequencing is okay. You’d better ask him personally about these things, I can only say so much, because I am mentally ill… Don’t worry, he is different from ordinary boys.”

“…” Stark was silent for a while and said, “Miss Rita, do you have to say that?”

Rita’s tone was cold: “That’s not something I can decide.”

Stark: “…”

Had it not been for a Stark brain on his neck, maybe he would be down now.

Stark thought for a while, slowly took off his sunglasses, and looked directly at Miss Rita in front of him: “Sorry, I can’t fully believe what you said.”

Miss Rita replied: “Oh, you don’t have to believe, you can have your own judgment.”

Stark was silent again.

Zhang Dianyu felt that things were almost done, and the not-so-smart brain of the bill did not prevent him from telling the truth through other hints.

Peter is also a smart boy, but his trust in the warden may exceed the suspicion that popped up in his mind. This is also the reason why Zhang Dianyu did not directly tell him the truth in this way after repeated thinking.

And Dr. Banner is still in a state of passive opposition to Hulk. Zhang Dianyu persuaded him to join the Avengers to no avail, so he could only wait and see for a while.

However, he always leaves the prison.

Zhang Dianyu was about to control Rita to leave. Suddenly he remembered something, and turned to Stark and said, “If you plan to believe me-remember to tell Peter not to come over overnight tonight. Good Study and be his good neighbor in New York. Don’t always set up a flag and say that you will come back.”

Stark: “…Okay.”

Rita turned around, and the man behind him stopped her again.

“Wait, I have another question.”

Rita paused, turned around and looked at Stark.

“Between you… I mean, suppose that is true-among you, excluding Mr. Fergus, who is the real you?”

Zhang Dianyu: “…”

In theory, the warden is the real him.

But according to the bill, even if the warden’s body is truly fatally injured-for example, turned into ashes, he will not disappear with it, but will become a second character.

And ordinary fatal injuries can’t make him die.

Zhang Dianyu did not want to answer this question, although he thought he would not become Rita someday-and he did not want to, but what if?

Rita turned and left and walked to the office next to the cell.

Stark asked loudly behind him, “So do you really have a razor?”

Zhang Dianyu: “…”

There is a tarmac on Devil Island, but it is not within the range of Zhang Dianyu’s possession, so he asked Wilson to park the helicopter on the small playground.

He checked the plane on the other end, and did not come over to listen in on the conversation between him and Stark.

As an undercover agent, he certainly wouldn’t rush over to expose his purpose. Anyway, Stark is still a member of their camp, and he has no need to eavesdrop. Stark promised to share important information with everyone.

Although from his point of view, it is not completely trustworthy.

Zhang Dianyu inspected the prison in front of him for a while, then glanced at the helicopter parked next to him, and couldn’t help but fall into thought.

Obviously, this old building can’t keep up with the roof of the prison cafeteria-if it were used as an apron, it would collapse soon.

Although the prisoners who will be transferred to this island are all heinous crimes, he can’t directly deliver justice to them in private.

Although it was an accident, the losses caused by improper management required compensation. After the compensation reached a level that he could not afford, he would lose his memory and become a prisoner in prison according to the law.

Obviously he didn’t want to.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment, instead of walking into the dilapidated office next to him, he turned and walked into the cell.

This is a three-story old building. The white walls have been simply maintained, and the age can still be seen. Walking through the door, the shabby furnishings feel very depressing.

This is also the reason why it will be called “Devil Island”.

Originally this was a prison used to detain serious prisoners and escaped prisoners. Those prisoners who try to escape are often transferred to this prison. There is no hope of escape on the small island surrounded by the sea. Coupled with the high-pressure rule, the prisoners are left with a strong psychological shadow.

Now that the federal government is willing to reopen this island, the reason is self-evident-the officials of the federal government are not fools, they have long heard of the famous prison. But the prison administration only appeared once symbolically, left a ticket, and left in a hurry.

In other words, the administrators are not opposed to Zhang Dianyu’s use of high-handed methods to rule the prisoners, and even hope that he can really give them some color.

This is clearly a violation of human rights, and such a desire cannot be expressed publicly.

Zhang Dianyu walked silently in the hall of the prison, looking thoughtfully at the dilapidated displays around.

Until there was a heavy landing sound beside him.

He turned his head and found that Stark didn’t know when he had already put on the armor, and fell heavily behind him.

The visor opened, revealing a shaggy face underneath.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Stark, wondering what he planned to do. It stands to reason that he should leave here to verify whether what Zhang Dianyu said just now is true.

Stark raised his hand, and the armor was peeled from him piece by piece.

He shrugged and raised his eyes to Miss Rita.

“I think you should have a razor that I can use.”