[Zhongyingmei] The beating heart

It hurts.

Stark couldn't sleep as he lay on the hard, dirty little bed.Pain swept through his body.From the heart, from the skin connected to the dirty wires, from the wounds everywhere on the body, there is suffocating pain.He couldn't think.Can't think about important things.What will happen to me?Will you die?Or even more miserable... He turned his head slightly, and looked at Dr. Ethan lying on another bed not far away through the faint light from the small window of the heavy iron door. How did he survive until now? of?Before he was kidnapped here, how did he survive here alone?Stark didn't know.For the first time—like the first time—he began to think about how to live.Before, he never had to think about these things.

"Jarvis, book me a table at the best restaurant."

"Jarvis, call the beautiful lady model from yesterday."

"Jarvis, where's my beer?"

"Jarvis, today I don't want to waste time with those idiots on the board of directors, tell them to die."

"Jarvis..."

Jarvis, if you were here, you might be able to think for me about what to do now.Stark took a deep breath, and the dull pain in his chest made him realize that he actually wanted an AI to think instead of him.What are you doing?Tony?Are you not a genius?Don't you represent the future?Aren't you the most influential and youngest entrepreneur-inventor in the world? !What the hell are you doing now?

But...but...it hurts...so painful that I can't think.Even the smartest scientist can't be in this state...

"It hurts?"

"...?"

Stark thought he was hearing hallucinations.He turned his head to look at the dark shadow in the cave, where there seemed to be a figure.He sat in a chair by the fire and seemed to be looking at himself.

"I mean, the one on your chest. Looks serious?"

"..."

Stark realized what the man was talking about, the wires on his chest that were connected to the magnets in the car.These things are used to absorb the shrapnel near his heart to ensure that he can continue to live, but...but that's all.No, wait... who is this guy?When... when was he there?

"Who are you?" Stark asked.

"Ah, how should I answer this. It wasn't written in the task briefing." The figure changed his position on the chair as if troubled, "Simply speaking, I'm here to help you."

"Help me? So what are you..."

"Shhh...don't be so loud. Do you want those guys outside to come in?"

"..."

All right.Calm down, Stark.This person might be your hallucination!Look, you didn't even notice the door was opened just now, did you?How the hell did he get in here?You are just overly frightened, overtired, and overwhelmed with pain and have incredible hallucinations.The illusion is so real because your brain is so smart.

"I am not your hallucination."

"..." It's not a hallucination but you know what I'm thinking?All right.You must be hallucinating.

"You know that I have experienced your current situation. It hurts, right? It hurts so much that I can't even move or breathe. The pain is so painful that it makes people suffocate." The figure said, "My first It was that feeling when I woke up from the morgue once. It really hurt...Of course, what happened after that was even more painful."

"So you're a ghost?"

"Ghost? That's such a...loose word. I thought you were a scientist."

"who are you?"

"It's so troublesome...I've said everything and I don't know how to answer it. Let me think about it...What Bi'er said before..." The man muttered to himself for a while, then as if he had thought it over, he said, " I'm Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm here to help you."

"what?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"I'm going to sleep." Stark thought he might be dreaming.Yes, that's right, definitely dreaming!The only person who can make such a creative and realistic dream is yourself!Worthy of being a genius!Well, now that Stark has had enough of this weird dream, he's going to wake up, or dream of something happier like a big beautiful woman.

Ahh... What a stubborn guy.Alex scratched at his hair helplessly, what a mess.I don't like this place at all, those guys walking around with guns outside who don't listen to reason are very annoying...why can't they just kill them all?Why must this Stark escape by himself now?

"Hey, don't really fall asleep, wake me up." Alex walked to Stark's bed and patted his face, "I'm annoying too, don't bother me anymore." Trouble."

"It's so annoying, it's a hallucination, just leave me alone!"

"I told you I'm not hallucinating!"

"No?! If not, well, you said you came to help me? Then how do you want to help me? What should you do?!"

How to do it?This... um... Beer seems to have said it.What is it?Alex thought for a while before remembering the nonsensical and strange words: "Try to build an armor or something."

"what……?"

"...I don't know what I'm talking about." Alex sighed. He glanced at Stark's confused and surprised expression, and couldn't help but look away. Sound, it looks like someone is coming?I have to retreat quickly, thinking so, Alex stood up and returned to the door, "Then it's up to you, Mr. Stark."

"I had a very strange dream."

"Dream?"

Dr. Ethan looked at Mr. Tony Stark in surprise, and said, "What dream?"

"I'm not sure if it's a dream. In short, it's just like a dream." Stark recalled the scene last night, after which the strange figure disappeared, and he thought about what the guy said last Trying to build an armor or something' fell asleep.Armor... what does that mean?Does it refer to something?Or literally...Last night, Stark was thinking about that, as if he fell asleep, and when he suddenly woke up this morning, he had a plan in his mind.Yep, a plan to get out of here.

"I have a plan, Ethan. Let's get out of here together."

"Escape...?"

"Yes, that's right."

I'm Tony Stark.I exist to change the world.For some reason, Stark's confidence suddenly came back. Here, yes, nothing can be done here, looking at those innocent civilians who were killed by the weapons they made that were supposed to protect the world, looking at those with Looking at the evil people who burned, killed and plundered the weapons they made that were supposed to represent justice and strength, Stark finally understood what he felt was missing before.He didn't change the world at all.Not at all, he was wasting his talent, in order to pursue something, but in the end he went further and further away.Now is the time, it is time to get everything back on track, let what should belong to the protectors return to the hands of the protectors, let those who should be punished be punished, and let justice and hope come to this darkness again on the land of—

"Let's build an armor."

"Armor...?"

Dr. Ethan repeated Stark's words even more confused. He didn't quite understand what the armor meant, but... But looking at Stark's confident face, he himself suddenly had some confidence.For so many years, he has never rekindled his hope like now. He... has no one to depend on in life, and nothing to love in death.

"Yes, we have everything we need, don't we?"

The terrorists who let themselves make missiles don't know anything but killing and stupid pride, the materials needed to make missiles?Even if Stark said he needed a banana to assist the missile's automatic homing function, they probably wouldn't have the words to refute it.Intelligence is your best weapon.Stark's confidence grew, he stepped forward and put his hand on Dr. Ethan's shoulder, and said, "We can escape, so you can see your family, Ethan."