I don't know if it should be said to be lucky. There were only two ultimate creatures that raided several people in this trip. The others seemed to be just ordinary mercenaries, and they were out of sight during the collision of the vehicle. After the last ultimate creature fell from the sky and stepped into the ground by Eric, Dr. Maya Hansen, who had been extremely nervous, finally felt a little relieved, carefully pushed the door and jumped out of the car, and walked towards Eric and Natasha.

A prompt sound like an alarm clock ringing made her stop. She turned around and approached the car, took out her laptop from the back seat, and opened the screen. A map was displayed on the screen. A red dot appeared in the red area covered by the original large area, which flashed eye-catchingly in the picture.

"Finally found!" Maya shouted, "The unique hot signal of the desperate virus has appeared! The signal response is very strong, there should be multiple targets, and it is likely their stronghold."

"Very good, send me the coordinates." Eric said while the armor had already started mode switching, and in the blink of an eye, it had switched to green light mode, "I'll go first."

"Wait, if that is the enemy's stronghold, we are not sure what we are facing." Natasha retorted, "It is very dangerous to rush forward without reason and blindly. Our mission is mainly to investigate. Now that the purpose has been achieved, we should report first, collect enough information before taking action."

"Then wait to recycle the barbecue Stark luxury set meal, and it's time to cook it." Eric didn't listen to her, and now he was already hanging in the air. "Sorry, sister widow, but Stark is my friend, I can't just wait on the side."

After saying that, he turned around, and at full speed, he turned into a dazzling green light and rushed into the sky, disappearing into the air in an instant.

Tony Stark didn't know how long he had been in a coma again. When he woke up again, he was still covered with blue bricks in front of him, and his hands were handcuffed on a wooden chair. He couldn't help but miss the soft leather sofa at home, at least not like this hard guy now, and his butt hurts.

He couldn't know how long he had been locked up. This dilapidated house didn't even have a ventilated window. He couldn't even see sunrise and sunset. If he had just based on his feelings, he felt that he had been locked up for at least a year. He was so bored that he started counting the cracks on the wall in front of him.

But when I woke up this time, it didn't feel much the same outside.

There was noisy voice outside the door, and from time to time, he could not help but fantasize whether he would be locked up next to an emergency room. Although he could not see the situation outside, he could boldly guess that something had happened.

After a while, the door was pushed open. Aldridge Killian whispered something to the person outside before coming in, and a strong young man followed behind him, and then he "slapped" the door.

Tony said weakly: "I guess, am I released after I was sentenced?"

"Absolutely." A surprising response, Killian had a strange smile on his face.

"I'm so glad to hear you say that, but why does it make me feel so weird?" Tony muttered, "It feels like a death row inmate being dragged to the execution ground."

Killian smiled: "In contrast, I am actually quite... kind."

"It's really kind to lock me up in this place where there is no light. Should I send you a good person card?" Tony said, "By the way, what do you want? Is it good for you to just lock me up here? Do you want money? Or technology? Or resources?"

"No, no, you misunderstood, Mr. Stark." Killian waved his hand repeatedly, "I said-you made me who I am today, so I want to express my gratitude."

"Then you can choose a much more straightforward way, such as loosening me and sending me out."

"Ha, I'll think about it...soon. But before that, there's something else."

Killian took out a syringe from the inside of the white suit. The transparent needle was filled with light blue reagent, which looked crystal clear.

Tony raised his eyebrows: "I'll be exempted from antibiotics, I'm in good health."

"Your friend found out here," said Killian. "Soon will come to pick you up soon, so I guess we have to part ways here. It's a pity that I haven't enjoyed our reunion. But before the parting, I'll give you a gift to express my gratitude."

Tony narrowed his eyes and stared at the reagent in the syringe.

"Remember I said how we gain such powerful abilities?" Killian pointed at the test tube as proudly as the father who introduced the child. "Desperate virus, it gives us almost invincible recovery ability, extraordinary physical energy, we can even release high temperatures of more than three thousand degrees Celsius, even your armor cannot withstand, Tony."

"It sounds quite tempting, but I'm curious about what it costs."

"The price, ha, of course." Killian said, "Only those who are selected by the desperate situation can evolve, Tony. The desperate situation virus makes us stronger, but before that we must first go through the baptism of death and be reborn from the inside out. It will act on your nerves, completely destroy the center of your brain's nerve control and repair body repair system, and complete the reconstruction of the body on this basis. This process is painful and long, and many people die if they fail to survive, and the rest of us are all selected."

"So you must think you're very unusual," Tony said.

"It was you who made me achieve what I have today and gave me the opportunity to change the world, so I want to thank you. And this - the desperate virus is my thanks." Killian said, pulling down the lace of Tony's shoulder without saying a word, "Let's see if the great Tony Stark deserves God's blessing, and see if you are a turtle that is useless in an iron shell."

Tony tried to struggle, but to no avail. He watched the needle of the syringe pierce into his flesh, and the cold liquid was pushed into his blood, making his body shudder.

"Enjoy slowly, Tony!" Killian proudly threw the syringe at Tony's feet. It seemed that he was fully confident that Tony could not survive the side effects of the desperate virus.

In fact, he was correct. Even these strong young men experienced hellish pain after being injected with the virus and completed their transformation. Many of them failed to survive. Now that they are so weak that they even need to rely on a chest reactor to survive, Tony, who has no chance of survival.

Killian left the room happily and quickly walked to the apron outside. The helicopter had already started, and the propeller raised a hurricane to stir up the corner of his white suit. His men had been waiting for a long time.

And at this moment, a sound of explosion like the torn sky came from the sky, and the green figure fell from the sky and landed on the apron.
Chapter completed!