Watching this "fatherly love and filial piety" scene, Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head with amusement.
Little Spider's intelligence had completely gone offline the moment he saw his adoptive father, Tony.
Just a year ago, they had been in the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, watching Tony's will video together.
However, Little Spider's reaction was understandable. With a massive Tony Stark standing right in front of him, it would be strange if he could maintain normal thought processes.
After his fill of amusement, Lin Feng stepped forward to help Tony pull Little Spider down.
"Alright, Peter, calm down! Let's talk this through slowly."
"Oh? Mr. Superman!"
"You're here too? That's great..."
Only then did Little Spider notice Lin Feng's presence. Lin Feng nodded helplessly.
After experiencing so much, Little Spider was still as unreliable as ever.
Ten minutes later, Little Spider sat awkwardly on the sofa, his face slightly flushed.
He had gotten too excited and made a mistake. It turned out this Mr. Stark wasn't from his world.
No wonder he felt something was off earlier.
This Mr. Stark was clearly much younger than the one he knew.
But it was still astonishing enough – another world, another Mr. Stark, and another him.
Little Spider felt a pang of envy for their world, where the zombie virus hadn't erupted.
"Have something to drink, and let's chat," Pepper said, bringing over a few hot beverages before picking up Little Morgan and sitting beside her.
Little Spider clearly had a lot to say.
Lin Feng happily sat to the side, sipping his hot drink.
Once calm, Little Spider indeed started bombarding Tony with questions, causing Tony a dull ache in his head.
Fortunately, Tony, the adoptive father, knew how much Little Spider had been through and couldn't bear to interrupt him continuously. He patiently listened for quite a while.
After speaking for a long time, Little Spider finally felt thirsty and gulped down his nearly cold drink.
Little Spider's main frustration was the scarcity of people. The daily looting and fighting incidents in New York alone kept him busy.
Moreover, he lacked experience, ideas, and any clear direction for future development.
However, he believed that the Mr. Stark from the other world was just as wise and could help him solve his current problems.
Tony rubbed his temples, a slight headache forming.
"So, what about those guys from Gray Palace? They're all gone?"
"Didn't anyone step up to manage the post-recovery life?"
"Yes, gone," Little Spider nodded vigorously, holding his cup.
Tony pursed his lips; he hadn't seen this part of the data yet.
Alright, under normal circumstances, humans should elect leaders and formulate plans for future development.
Tony recalled the information he had seen from FRIDAY. Didn't this world also have some settlements?
Had Little Spider not paid attention?
"Weren't you paying attention to the settlements in the East?"
Little Spider scratched his head. "Settlements? What do you mean?"
Tony's face darkened slightly.
"FRIDAY, play some footage of the settlements!"
"Sir, 698 suitable recordings have been retrieved and are being randomly played."
Tony pointed at the screen, gesturing for Little Spider to watch.
A few minutes later, Little Spider returned with an embarrassed look on his face.
He was truly sorry. He really hadn't paid attention to such settlements.
The critical point was that EDITH hadn't told him either. Had he asked in the wrong way?
Tony, with a dark expression, asked again, "Even if you haven't seen them, have you asked FRIDAY to come up with corresponding solutions?"
Although FRIDAY lacked an emotional interaction system, her accessible database was enormous.
Given the current situation, she should be able to devise a relatively perfect plan.
"Uh, this..." Little Spider scratched his head even more awkwardly.
"I didn't ask..."
Tony's eye twitched, and he slapped his forehead.
This good son was truly outstanding...
As expected, Peter never failed to surprise him in peculiar ways.
Lin Feng chuckled from the side, stroking his chin, feeling as though this scene was all too familiar.
FRIDAY's limitations were evident here.
Unlike JARVIS, she couldn't proactively offer suggestions.
If you didn't ask, FRIDAY would likely remain silent.
Alright, Tony no longer held much hope for Little Spider.
"FRIDAY, compile the total surviving population worldwide, categorized by gender and age."
"Then, referencing the concept of settlements, taking inspiration from the collective groups in the East, calculate a feasible plan to restore order based on the current situation."
After giving these two commands, Tony clapped his hands towards Little Spider.
The implication was clear: with just a couple of sentences, a highly viable plan would be ready for execution once FRIDAY provided it.
Little Spider's complex emotions made him unable to lift his head.
As a superhero, Little Spider was passable.
But if you wanted him to be a leader, to contemplate such matters, it seemed he wasn't cut out for it.
For the past year, he had been so busy that his head and tail were not aligned, and he hadn't fully grasped the right direction.
Tony shook his head, wondering if the Little Spider in his own universe would be able to live up to his expectations in a few years.
"Next, I'll tell you how to quickly restore order."
Little Spider was highly malleable, and Tony was willing to mentor him.
The concept of settlements was easy to grasp.
A small population wasn't an issue; gather all the surviving individuals, and with reasonable division of labor based on their past professions, they could rebuild.
Settlements were applicable in most post-apocalyptic scenarios.
Even before the zombie virus was completely eradicated, there were settlements.
They huddled together for warmth, collectively fighting the zombies.
Seeing Tony begin his lesson to Little Spider, Lin Feng interjected preemptively, "You guys chat, I'm going out for a bit."
Tony turned his head, and Lin Feng gave him a barely perceptible nod.
Tony returned a knowing glance.
He understood that Lin Feng was likely going out to summon the soul of this world's Tony Stark.
Tony was quite looking forward to talking with his other self and, incidentally, telling him that Little Morgan was doing well...
Lin Feng walked out of the safe house. Instead of immediately searching for the souls of this world's Tony and Pepper, he flew high into the sky.
Then, he simply floated in mid-air, as if waiting for something, and entered a state of feigned sleep.
He was conducting a small experiment that he found rather interesting.
Last time, the Ancient One of this world had predicted Lin Feng's arrival.
He wanted to see if the Ancient One could predict his actions this time as well.
Before long, the translucent form of the Ancient One appeared out of nowhere.
"Lin Feng, you were looking for me?"
Lin Feng opened his eyes and smiled meaningfully.
"Sorcerer, I must say, you are truly remarkable."
"Your counterpart from another world cannot predict my actions..."