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Chapter 226

At this moment, Stark noticed the two of them and was momentarily stunned. "Steve? You're here. Didn't I tell you I have things to do for the next two days? If you have nothing important, don't bother me. Um, who's this? Is he selling tickets?"

Strange stood before him, saying seriously, "Allow me to introduce myself. My current identity is Sherlock Holmes, a private detective..."

"Hold on!"

Stark interrupted, "You're lying! You're not Sherlock Holmes!"

Captain America was taken aback, then showed surprise. "Tony, are you conscious?"

"Well, what recovery?" Stark looked confused.

"Not recovered? Then how do you know his identity is fake?"

Stark showed disdain. "This guy doesn't have the demeanor of a detective at all! Sherlock Holmes? I think I look more like him than he does!"

Strange curled his lips. "No, there is only one Sherlock Holmes in the world, and that's me."

He ignored Stark and stepped outside, wondering about the situation.

If it were the original Steve, he might have argued with Stark. But Steve had already been briefed on the way here. He knew the identity was merely a pseudonym and had no intention of engaging in further argument.

Steve: "…"

It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Even after coming to this world, Stark still had that infuriating attitude...

"By the way, what's with the mess? Why does your room look like a disaster area?"

Steve looked around the room and felt slightly puzzled. In his memory, Stark wasn't so disorganized.

"Oh, you're talking about this..."

Stark patted his chest. "I don't know why, but I've felt incredibly insecure these past few days, so I decided to arm myself!"

He opened his coat, revealing a ring with a faint blue light on his chest.

Is that... the Arc Reactor?

Steve couldn't help but look a bit puzzled.

It should be noted that Tony Stark was indeed brilliant, with an IQ of 250. Even though he was ensnared by Wanda's illusion, he managed to use his intellect to create the armor.

Captain America understood Stark's approach. From what he knew, nearly all of Stark's armor had been removed by Wanda before entering the illusion, which led to this obsession manifesting in the illusory space...

Yet, he was still confused. Stark had already removed the shrapnel. Why was he still using the reactor on his chest?

Just then, a quarrel erupted.

...

"Ma'am, please explain why you're here, or I won't let you in!"

"Damn it, where did this wizard come from? Let us in and stop causing trouble!"

Neither Strange nor Daisy Lewis were known for their patience. With both of them together, it seemed they were ready to argue on the spot.

"Stop fighting!"

Steve hurried over and looked at Daisy and the woman beside her. "Are you... Lorelai?"

"oh?"

Lorelai was surprised. "You're not under control?"

Sitting there was a witch with strong mental powers. She understood better than anyone how dangerous the chaotic energy here could be. Even she could be affected if she wasn't careful.

So, she took the Mind Stone to release them from control. She didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary mortal could withstand such power. What a strong will!

Of course, she could never comprehend how deep the bond between men could be.

Whether it's the control of chaotic power or Hydra's brainwashing, they are powerless against true camaraderie!

...

"Dear, do you think we will always be together like this?"

As the sun set, Wanda leaned on Thor's shoulder, gazing at the fading light with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Yes, we will... always be together, through life or death, never to be apart."

Thor answered without hesitation.

Wanda thought for a moment and then seemed to have made a decision. She turned to Thor and said, "Last night, I turned dinner into breakfast, right?"

Wanda's expression seemed a bit awkward as she said this.

"Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

Thor couldn't help but laugh.

It seemed that she prepared a large meal yesterday, but it wasn't quite that way...

After all, breakfast typically consists of simple bread, bacon, and red wine...

Wanda hesitated, then gathered the courage to ask, "Can you come home later?"

Thor: "???"

Wanda whispered, "Yesterday was our anniversary. We should have had a big dinner, but I messed up. Let's make up for it today!"

Thor was taken aback. Was Wanda having a romantic moment? Were they about to have a heartfelt conversation?

It's okay if you don't want to cook. Even Asgardians might not handle the dark food you make!

...

After some thought, Thor agreed.

Tonight, he would fully dedicate himself to the last day of role-playing, leaving behind no regrets in this virtual world.

"Okay, then I'll stay here for two more hours!"

In the real world, this was his base camp. Thor found it quite amusing to see the soldiers and maids transformed into tourists and staff.

...

"Uhhh... huh..."

Stark took a deep breath and said, "Finally, I'm free. Damn, that woman is terrifying, isn't she?"

Recalling how he was knocked down with a single blow and how his accumulated armor had reverted to its pre-liberation state, he felt a pang of fear.

"Fortunately, the other party seemed to show mercy and had no real intent to kill. Otherwise, even Thor might not have been able to handle it..."

Stark muttered.

"Sometimes, ignorance really is bliss!"

Hearing Stark's complaint, Daisy Lewis propped her chin up.

"What do you mean? How am I ignorant?"

Stark challenged.

"To be honest, my king has nearly finished it!"

Lorelai looked at the king who always liked to challenge Thor and said with a mischievous smile, "he's using the beauty trap!"

Stark: "Damn it..."