World Code 427

When the second hand crosses the final bottom line, it seems that this indicates that everything has come to an end. In fact, Stark should understand this. The sky is dim, like a curtain that has been drawn. All the myths about the day have become illusory excuses,

He didn't know when he started to fall asleep, and he didn't know when the people around him couldn't be noticed by him, he just felt that he closed his eyelids and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he saw that the beautiful sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the most beautiful hope in the morning. It was golden, and it projected on every object without hesitation, as if giving them comfort after the dark night.

He rubbed his head and sat up from the chair. It seemed that he had slept on the table for a long, long time. He looked around, but the clean room seemed a little strange, until the person at the door walked in——

"You fell asleep here yesterday, and I just found out this morning—do you work until late at night?" The blond-haired man looked at him, but smiled friendly.

He seemed overwhelmed and looked a little confused: "Where am I..."

"Your office, what's the matter? It looks like you haven't woken up Stark yet." The other party poured a glass of water from the side and walked up to him and handed it to him. The pattern on the paper cup was beautiful, and he noticed it.

"No, I know it feels a little unclear...you...?" He asked, "Are we colleagues, why do I have no memory."

"No, I'll take you home Tony," the other party was a little surprised, he came up and patted Stark, then put his hand on his shoulder, "We are going to a party today, don't you Don't remember anything?"

He started to frown, as if he was familiar with the name and heard it somewhere, but it seemed like he had never heard it before. This felt a little strange, so he just scratched his head, because he felt that his memory had slowly recovered.

"Steve?"

"Of course." The blond stuffed a bunch of keys into Stark's hand from his pocket, then turned and walked towards the door, "I drove your car, Tony, you probably don't mind-- I'll say hello to them, see you downstairs later, don't forget to bring something."

What's going on, he seems to have fallen asleep on the desk... yes, that's it.

He was working all day yesterday until Steve called him and that's what he remembered - they bonded and did things that each of them thought was okay to do and then both went back to their lives and moved in together .

Stark felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. He thought for a while, but finally gave up, because he saw a bouquet of flowers in a vase on the table, and there was a card on it Written like this - to the dearest one, happy birthday Tony.

Signed by Steve Rogers.

***

"How much longer are we going to do this..."

"Until he can come out of his own thinking world, no longer needs our guidance, and let him discover the dislocation in the thinking world, he can regain consciousness by himself. But I found that we are constantly adding some cracks to his spiritual world His consciousness can enter another world very quickly."

"But we can't do without him here." Captain America frowned tightly, "Not only SHIELD, the Avengers, people in the world."

"I know you're included, Captain." A man in a long white coat looked like a doctor, and he looked at these superheroes with a regretful expression, "But I have no choice, his brain has suffered a lot. Serious injury, we have to do this."

"There are other data that have entered Stark's brain, and there are a lot of them, and they are very messy. If he can still make a correct judgment on this..." Coulson has an identity tag of SHIELD hanging around his neck, which has some Dazzling.

Hawkeye glanced at them and said, "Then we can't leave him behind."

"Of course not, Barton," Natasha's orange-red hair moved around her neck, her eyes looked at Steve sitting on the bedside, at this time the captain was holding Stark's hand, "I hope He's fine."

"He'll be fine," Captain America continued without hesitation, his calm eyes were as clear as autumn water, as if he was stating a fact, "I wish I could know what he got into, no matter what dimension it is Well, if I can, I want to help him."

"If necessary, we'd use instruments to correlate you with his spirit world to get him out, but that's too risky to do, and we don't know that kind of data."

"Although I really want to refer to the director's opinion, the world cannot live without Iron Man."

"The captain is right." Barton nodded.

It seemed very quiet outside the window, except that the S.H.I.E.L.D. could not calm down these days. Ever since Stark was implicated in a terrorist attack, they couldn't calm down again, because Stark was injured and unconscious for a long time, although the signs of life were normal, However, various phenomena indicate that there is another kind of information that is significantly different from the data encoding of this world constantly pouring into his brain.

Obviously, everyone doesn't know that Stark's memory disappeared with his own death in the spiritual world in another parallel time and space, and was replaced by another spiritual host, 0427 is Stark's memory. The conception of the spiritual world in this period of chaos is updated and screened on the day it is required to be annihilated-leaving useful information and removing the part that the mind control center considers harmful.

No one knows that part of the spiritual information that does not belong to him helped him survive, and no one knows what Stark saw, but it is undeniable that every world created in his subconscious, Steve Jeff Rogers will always be the one to have chemistry with.

Although no one knows anymore.

When all the superheroes leave this room, only the doctors are still busy there.

"We must be able to take him out, right..." The doctor's assistant also became very uncertain.

"of course."

The man's voice was very deep, he straightened Stark's pillow, his eyes were full of complex emotions, and there was a nameplate on the doctor's chest, which clearly printed his head portrait, in addition There is another name——