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IMUC-CHAPTER 213 PREDECESSOR

The old Stark Tower.

Situated on the edge of the industrial area, it was surrounded by fences, forbidding entry. Weeds had taken over the area, and a sign with the ominous words "High-Risk Area" stood by the entrance. Clearly, no one had been here in a long time.

Yet, despite its abandonment, it remained standing, a concrete symbol of some intrinsic value and commemorative significance.

Today, after many years, someone finally ventured inside.

*Click!*

The circuit breaker was switched on, and Kyle watched as the lights flickered to life around him. He approached the old elevator and entered a series of codes. After a cloud of dust lifted, the elevator doors slowly creaked open.

Kyle stepped inside, only to find that the system was locked, and the buttons for going up or down were non-operational.

"Vis, it's your turn," Kyle called softly. Vis transformed from sunglasses into a mechanical lifeform with limbs and bounced onto the elevator buttons.

The lights blinked, and the entire program was quickly decrypted. Kyle pressed the button for the basement.

In the basement, there was complete darkness, with no light source. Vis activated its built-in flashlight, revealing an empty space. Everything had been cleared out.

"As expected," Kyle sighed softly. The original fixed teleportation gate was gone. It seemed that the Carl Family had moved it after the building was abandoned.

This posed a challenge. The Carl Family was reclusive, and their base was the movable Ancient Dragon Turtle Island, located overseas. Without the Sling Ring in hand, he couldn't use magic to return there.

"Should I make a trip to Wakanda? They should have an interlinked teleportation gate," Kyle pondered. Suddenly, Vis emitted a notification sound, and its flashlight beam landed on a corner of the basement wall.

The wall was covered in a gray spiderweb pattern, with a string of English words written in black marker. It was Howard's handwriting!

When Kyle saw the message on the wall, he trembled all over and couldn't find the words to speak.

The message read:

"One Year,

Five Years,

Ten years…

It has been Twenty Years and you still haven't returned, and the truth of technological knowledge remains unshared. I suddenly find it tasteless.

Twenty-Five Years. My son, Tony, was born, and you, as his Godfather, missed his birth. I used a picture of you as a stand-in for you, fulfilling our original agreement.

Thirty-Five Years. I proposed to the Carl Family that we couldn't wait year after year. I made up my mind to build a Spaceship to venture into outer space. Whether you're alive or not, I'm bringing you back intact.

Forty Years. This is my final message before leaving. If you can read this when you return, it means your theory was correct, and there truly is life beyond Earth. If you were wrong, perhaps I'll be buried in the vastness of space…"

As the message reached this point, it ended abruptly, with sharp and resolute English strokes, representing Howard's determination and loyalty at the time.

The pitch-black basement fell silent for a long time. Then, Kyle let out a heavy sigh. "You amazing old bastard, why did you have to do this?"

In just over twenty years, he would have returned. But the wait was indeed agonizing, especially with no set timeframe.

Howard, that guy, hated waiting for anything the most. So, he had chosen to leave behind a fifteen-year-old Tony, taking the risk of venturing into space, all for a promise made long ago.

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Leaving the abandoned building, Kyle walked absentmindedly along the road. How could you

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