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Chapter 92 - Undies Baby's Grand Entrance

"So, overall, the answer to this question is B, Ant-Man, Scott Lang?"

Thor surveyed everyone, summing it up, and then asked for opinions, "So... whose turn is it to answer now?"

"We've all answered. It's just you and Stark left," Captain America said to Thor.

"Thor, go ahead and answer if you want. This flying device is useless to me anyway." Iron Man shrugged at Thor.

"Alright, I'll answer then!"

Thor didn't refuse.

He'd lost his godly powers, lost his hammer. If he could regain the ability to fly, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

"I choose B, Ant-Man, Scott Lang!"

Thor immediately spoke to the big screen.

[Correct Answer!]

"YES!"

Thor couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, his tense mood instantly relaxing.

It seemed his luck was pretty good; he got the answer right on his first try.

[Congratulations to the answerer Thor Odinson for receiving a reward: Falcon Mechanical Flight Wings!]

Before the system's voice had even faded, a technologically advanced device immediately appeared in Thor's hands.

At the same time, the corresponding usage information automatically appeared in Thor's mind.

This made Thor instantly excited, his eyes practically sparkling.

"Cool, this thing is so cool! Even though I lost my hammer, I can fly again!" Thor laughed happily.

He couldn't wait to put the Falcon Mechanical Flight Wings on and activated them according to the instructions in his mind.

Whoosh! A pair of wings opened directly, and the jets behind him began to spew out intense energy streams. Thor shot into the air.

"Sir, isn't that flight wing from the military's Falcon program?" Coulson glanced up at Thor flying in the sky and said to Nick Fury.

Nick Fury nodded, naturally recognizing the item as well.

"It feels so good to fly again!"

Thor circled in the sky a few times before flying back with enthusiasm, sighing happily.

[Answer complete. Now playing the answer analysis.]

With this system prompt, a new scene appeared on the big screen.

Everyone at the scene focused their attention, looking up solemnly at the big screen.

The first person to appear was Captain America.

He was wearing his unique uniform and holding his shield as he ran quickly towards a helicopter parked in the square ahead.

Bang!

Just as Captain America reached the front of the plane and before he could do anything, a device was launched onto the helicopter.

A current surged out, and the helicopter immediately began to smoke.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Then two hunks of metal descended from the sky, slamming heavily in front of Captain America.

It was Iron Man, Tony Stark, and Iron Man's good friend, Air Force Colonel James Rhodes.

Though, at this moment, it might be more appropriate to call Rhodes War Machine.

"Judging by this, Captain seems to be using that plane to leave, and Stark is here to stop him," Black Widow spoke first.

This much was obvious.

Everyone had formed a basic judgment. From the options, they already knew there was an Iron Man faction, so there would definitely be another faction.

Was that other faction Captain America's? Given Captain America's prestige in America, it was very possible.

"It's always strange running into acquaintances at the airport," Iron Man began his usual taunting, glancing at Rhodes. "Don't you think it's strange?"

"Very, very strange," Rhodes and Stark chimed in, echoing each other.

"Tony, listen to me, that psychiatrist, he's the one pulling the strings!" Captain America explained, his expression serious, to Stark.

Swoosh!

Before Stark and the others could say anything, another person, clad in a black panther-shaped suit, leaped down from above, landing beside them.

He faced off against Captain America.

"He's Black Panther, T'Challa!"

Everyone on the scene's eyes lit up.

It seemed Stark's prior deduction was correct; Nick Fury's Black Panther suit did indeed originate from T'Challa's own suit.

"Captain."

"Your Highness."

They exchanged simple greetings.

"Anyway, Ross gave us thirty-six hours to bring you back. Twenty-four hours have already passed. Help a brother out."

Stark began to speak to Captain America in a serious tone.

Ross?

Nick Fury couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly. This Ross, could it be that general?

But why would a military general directly order Iron Man to capture Captain America?

Regardless of what Captain America had done, wasn't the future Iron Man part of the Avengers?

He should be listening to his orders, the orders of the great Nick Fury.

Ross wants to borrow the Avengers to arrest someone, but he has to go through Nick Fury first, right?

Everyone else found this a bit strange, too.

"You've got the wrong person!" Captain America said to Stark.

"Your judgment is the problem!" Stark's expression turned serious. "Your old friend killed a lot of innocent people yesterday..."

"And five super soldiers just like him!" Captain America interrupted Stark, saying, "I can't let that doctor find them first."

"Steve!"

Black Widow appeared at this moment, her expression grave as she warned Captain America, "You know what's going to happen next. Are you going to fight your way out again this time?"

Captain America didn't say much, but the determined look on his face made his attitude perfectly clear.

"Alright, I've lost my patience, Undies Baby!" Stark suddenly called out in a certain direction.

Clang!

A web suddenly shot out and attached to Captain America's shield, yanking it away.

At the same time, another web bound Captain America's hands together, and a guy in a Spider-Man-style bodysuit sprang up.

He flipped in the air, catching Captain America's shield.

Then he landed steadily on a car.

There was no need for further introduction. Seeing his fighting style, everyone immediately understood; it was undoubtedly Spider-Man, Peter Parker.

And from Stark's calling him "Undies Baby," it was clear that their relationship was quite special.

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