"Why do I always feel uneasy? What on Earth is going to happen?"
While communicating with Wanda, Artoria lost focus for the third time. This was something that usually didn't happen to her. Fortunately, Wanda knew Artoria had been busy recently and thought the other party was occupied, so she didn't blame Artoria for spacing out. After all, spacing out while talking to someone could be said to be disrespectful and impolite. If such behavior from Artoria were on someone else, it was estimated that no one would bother with them. In the end, Artoria could only apologize to Wanda, and then returned to her office. She was now very curious about what could make her feel so uneasy. According to the many years of watching movies and TV shows, when a protagonist experienced this kind of situation, it meant that someone at home or someone closest to them had either met with an accident or was about to.
"Who exactly is in trouble?"
Artoria began to filter through her mind. First, her parents; the two elders were indeed a bit old, but Gaea had checked for Artoria, and there was no problem for them to live another ten or twenty years. Artoria, who trusted Gaea, felt that Gaea wouldn't deceive her, so Artoria skipped her parents directly and thought of Tony. Although Tony was a superhero and did many dangerous things, Artoria didn't think Iron Man would have trouble so early. She believed in Tony's strength, and besides, when Tony had an accident in Afghanistan back then, Artoria hadn't felt any uneasy emotions, although that might be because she knew Tony would become Iron Man.
After ruling out Tony, Artoria continued to ponder. The image of the Ancient One suddenly flashed in her mind, but Artoria quickly denied it. This top-tier big shot of Earth wouldn't die so quickly. Most importantly, Mr. Steve seemed to have not completed his studies yet, so Artoria didn't think the Ancient One had encountered trouble. Although she hadn't visited the other party recently because she was afraid of delaying her teaching Mr. Steve, Artoria was unwilling to face the Ancient One directly. She knew the Ancient One had a Death wish, so her heart resisted thinking in that direction.
"I hope, it's not you."
With a major target in mind, Artoria looked at the blue sky outside the window with a heavy heart. She really didn't dare to think about this. In Marvel, she had saved the parents of this life, but she couldn't save the teacher who guided her. She knew the Ancient One's thoughts and duties; even if she went, she couldn't change the Ancient One's mind. Having lived for hundreds of years, the Ancient One was already tired. Her fatigue was not physical, but spiritual. If she stopped the Ancient One, Artoria felt she would be harming her; after all, she could finally welcome the longest vacation in history. Pulling Kongming over for non-stop overtime, Artoria wouldn't feel heartache; once the great hero's NP was full, Artoria could unhesitatingly let him release'Stella', but Artoria now didn't dare to say the words'stay' to the Ancient One; it was too heavy.
Therefore, Artoria could only harbor the sadness in her heart and maintain the status quo, doing nothing and thinking nothing. Only in this way could Artoria reduce the inexplicable feeling of discomfort in her heart. Artoria sat blankly in her office just like that, like a beautiful statue.
"I heard you caught Namor? Tony."
It wasn't just Artoria who had troubling matters; even Tony had his own troubles. He clutched his old waist and sat down slowly like an old man with a sprained back. Captain America saw this scene and felt very guilty. Tony was already like this, yet he was still coming to question him; was it too impolite? Should he go back first? Thinking of this, the Captain looked up at Tony's complexion. His face was very bad, somewhat pale and sweating, just like a programmer who had been working overtime for a month, as if his energy had been squeezed dry by life.
But programmers were squeezed dry by overtime; Tony was like this because he played too hard with Pepper, resulting in this state. How did that saying go? There are no bad fields, only tired oxen. If Artoria were there, she would definitely roast Tony, saying this was excessive indulgence and he needed to exercise some restraint. But thinking of the hotness of Pepper, who slept with her, Artoria probably wouldn't roast him either, and would only say, 'You deserve it'. Captain America was very conflicted now; maybe he should just forget it for today!
"Um, if it's not convenient for you, I'll go back first."
Seeing Tony's 'kidney-deficient' appearance, the Captain said this with some hesitation. He was afraid that asking Tony for help like this would cause him to die suddenly. But recalling the great battle described by the high-level officials and the photos taken by satellites, the Captain was certain that this guy was Namor. He didn't expect the other party to have such powerful strength. He hadn't recognized him at first sight, but he had indeed seen this comrade on the battlefield. This was truly a pleasant surprise. He didn't expect that besides Bucky, who had changed significantly, there was another comrade. Although they were currently on opposing sides, he believed he could persuade the other party.
"The guy you're looking for is not with me."
Although he felt empty, Tony still opened his fine wine and poured himself a glass. Hearing the guy the Captain mentioned, his anger flared up. To think he dared to hit on his sister! If he hadn't directly filled him with cement and sunk him to the bottom of the sea, he had already restrained his temper quite a bit. Otherwise, that guy would definitely be having a worse time than this. Thinking of this, Tony glanced at the Captain standing in front of him. What was this old antique doing looking for that guy today? And, the way he called his name seemed very familiar.
"Then I'll come back another day!"
After hearing Tony's words, the Captain didn't care about the dissatisfaction in Tony's tone. He was here to ask for help, so it didn't matter if his posture was a bit lower. Moreover, the matter of finding Namor wasn't urgent. Plus, the Captain was very grateful to Tony and Artoria now; because of them, his old comrade hadn't committed an unforgivable crime. The Captain had also seen the incident captured by the satellite. Fortunately, the news had been blocked before ordinary people knew about it. Now, only the high-level officials who attended Tony's wedding, high-level officials from various countries, and satellite monitors knew. Namor's situation was still salvageable. If that huge tsunami had really landed, Namor would have become an enemy of the whole world. Captain America could still guess this much.
"That guy might have gone to Thailand! I'm not very sure either, after all, he is very reclusive."
Just as the Captain turned to leave, Tony opened his mouth and revealed Namor's current location. Anyway, it didn't matter if the Captain went, and it was another question whether the Captain could find this guy. Thinking of this, Tony looked at the Captain playfully. After having taught Namor a good lesson, Tony's anger had mostly dissipated. As for the rest, as long as Namor didn't appear by Artoria's side, Tony wouldn't say anything.
As for Namor's revenge, it made Tony want to laugh. He never cared about others' thoughts of revenge against him; after all, he was a genius. A genius was a group that was noticed and envied everywhere; how could he hide because of fear of revenge? On the contrary, Tony planned to wait until Namor returned, and then swagger in front of him, specifically to annoy the other party.
"Thank you, Tony."
After getting Tony's information, the Captain happily thanked Tony, and then quickly left Stark Tower. He now had the most important thing to do, which was to seek out his old friend and counsel him. He hadn't recognized him before; indeed, too much time had passed, and the other party's appearance had changed to a certain extent. When the Captain and his team failed, the Captain queried the person's information and finally opened his long-sealed memory. He could now confirm that the culprit of the ocean incident was his old comrade, Namor.
"Jarvis, is my suit finished?"
After waiting for Captain America to leave, Tony drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He checked the time and then began to ask Jarvis. Last time, relying on a semi-finished suit, he had defeated a guy like Namor. Although there was the credit of his sister freezing the sea surface, preventing the other party from borrowing too much seawater, this also illustrated the power of this new series of suits.
"It's done, sir. Would you like to name it?"
"Let's call it 'Pest Exterminator One'!"
"Yes, sir."
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