"This is what they call an epic overhaul?"
"Yes."
"Is it the one where they say the King of Hell becomes the new boss in the game?"
"Yes."
"Damn it!"
Aron crushed the newly bought phone.
A second later, he restored it to its original state and carefully reread the update notice.
At the strong request of the vast majority of players (Aron), we have adjusted the positioning of the King of Hell.
Now the King of Hell will take Baron's place and become the new boss in the game!
At the 15th minute of the match, the King of Hell will appear in the Dragon Pit.
As a new neutral boss, the King of Hell will attack all units that enter his sight…
Note: The King of Hell cannot be killed, only temporarily driven away; he will respawn after five minutes…
In summary…
It's really cool to set the King of Hell as the neutral boss!
...…
"Just wait for me, I'm going out to take care of something."
After saying that, Aron left the New York Sanctum.
A few breaths later.
Riot Games, the production company of League of Legends, completely disappeared from this world.
"What a garbage company!"
"You really think I have to play your crappy game?"
After sending Riot Games off, Aron didn't feel discouraged.
He discovered that, whether in the Marvel world or the one before he crossed over, all these gaming companies were the same—ignoring player requests one after another, as if players had to play their games.
"But speaking of which, there really isn't much to do in the Marvel world…"
Suddenly.
Something came to Aron's mind.
In the next moment, he tore through space and arrived at the Avengers headquarters.
"Is Tony Stark here!?"
Aron's sudden appearance scared everyone remaining at Avengers HQ.
When they saw it was Aron,
Hercules, who was about to cook, carefully set down the freshly roasted lamb leg and replied:
"Stark hasn't dropped by for a few days, I heard he's preparing something very important at home."
"Something important?"
When he heard Hercules's reply, Aron's eyes lit up.
It seemed Stark hadn't forgotten to make games for him, quite dedicated indeed.
"Alright, then I'll go to his house to find him."
Aron's mood improved slightly.
He stepped forward, took Hercules's freshly roasted lamb leg, and while eating it, tore through space with his bare hands.
He teleported to Stark's seaside mansion in Los Angeles.
"In other words, my butterfly effect really changed the storyline…"
Looking at the intact seaside villa before him,
Aron couldn't help but marvel.
He vaguely remembered that, when he had just crossed over, since the timeline was after Iron Man 2 and before Iron Man 3, Aron had once lamented that this villa would be blown up in the future by the villain from Iron Man 3.
But as a result of the butterfly effect…
The entire plot of Iron Man 3 never happened.
Naturally, this luxurious seaside villa was preserved.
"Wouldn't it be reasonable if my name were also on the property deed."
Aron muttered as he slipped into the villa.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Aron, Mr. Stark is currently busy in the basement."
"Shall I notify him?"
As soon as he entered the villa, Jarvis's voice echoed.
Of course.
This Jarvis was only a backup.
The real Jarvis had already been uploaded to the internet by Tony after becoming a super AI.
Although he hadn't taken over Earth's armament like Ultron from Universe 838, encasing the Earth in armor,
Jarvis had also managed to regulate the world…
Wherever disaster broke out, Jarvis was the first to know.
And within seconds, the news would reach the Avengers.
"No need, Jarvis, I'll go down myself."
Aron shook his head.
Unexpectedly, Tony Stark had forgotten sleep and food for the sake of making games for him.
Thinking that,
Aron didn't rush.
He sneaked into the kitchen to find a bottle of wine and began to eat and drink.
In three or four bites, he devoured Hercules's lamb leg, and finally burped.
He then leisurely headed for the basement.
"Well, I didn't expect Hercules to be such a good cook~"
Aron entered the basement.
Tony, who hadn't received any report from Jarvis, didn't notice him until then.
Completely facing away from Aron,
he was muttering to himself, apparently adjusting something there.
"I don't believe it, I'm also Iron Man, how can they say I'm worse than Universe 838's version…"
"Isn't it just a white armor that can freely change shape!"
"What white… Symbiote armor…"
"Come on, what's the big deal? I can do the same with nanotechnology!"
Tony's face was haggard at that moment.
Dark circles under both eyes as heavy as a panda's.
It wasn't until Aron approached him that he noticed and jumped in fright.
"Oh my God, why do you walk without a sound?"
Tony clutched his chest.
Then he saw Aron's expression wasn't exactly friendly.
"What are you doing? Building armor?"
Aron looked at the cylindrical machine in front of Tony; some metal-like liquid was constantly changing shape, as if it had life.
"What do you think? Nano armor! A genius idea!"
"Do you think my set can match what Morgan calls… Symbiote armor?"
Seeing Aron, Tony got excited.
Like a child showing off toys, he displayed the new armor to Aron.
The reason he had lost sleep and food studying new armor was entirely because Morgan had hit him too hard!
Because the timeline of Universe 838 was relatively ahead,
Tom's version of Iron Man had long developed many later suits, including the Symbiote Armor, the classic White Can Armor.
Only later, because of Ultron…
After retiring, Tom sealed most of his suits for family reasons.
That's why, last time Aron saw him, he was wearing the long-retired Mark 3 armor.
"My friend, you know what, Morgan says I'm not as good as the 838 Iron Man…"
"She says the Ultron I created was a killer, while the Ultron her father made in Universe 838 was a mechanical servant protecting the people…"
"She also says the armor I make isn't as good as the one her father makes…"
"Ugh… Even worse…"
"She even said I'm not as handsome as her father!"
Tony Stark, in a tearful tone, explained why he had completely lost himself in studying the new armor.
Aron nodded after listening.
"First, you really aren't more handsome than Tom!"
"Second, where's the game I asked for?"
...…
"Game?"
Tony Stark was stunned.
Then a flicker of panic appeared on his weary face.