"Wait, you mean the world will end tomorrow?" Tony Stark leaned back in the laboratory chair with a look of disgust: "And then you come to me and ask me to kill... Reed Richards?" Luke said calmly: "Yes." Tony almost spit out his coffee: "Kill Mr. Fantastic? Why don't you let me grab Thor's hammer? Are you sure you don't have a short circuit in your brain?" Tony raised his eyebrows: "I am Iron Man, not Thanos. You don't go to SHIELD or the X-Men, but come to me. Did you get the script wrong?" Luke sighed: "I have died fourteen times, and every time I woke up it was seven o'clock this morning. Believe me, Tony, I tried to call the police, report, break into the Baxter Building... and even leave a message for SHIELD, but all failed. I think the only effective way is to let Richards...