boyutpedia Chapter 352 [3 Chapters Combined into 1] Declaration of War
Chapter 352 [3 Chapters Combined into 1] Declaration of War
boom--!!!
The entire venue...
No, the entire world watching the live stream seemed to freeze in that instant!
The Chinese representative who was invited to the event stood up abruptly, clenching his fists, in the VIP room that Tony had meticulously arranged!
The War of Aggression against China!
Even though Tony had given them advance notice and they were mentally prepared when he invited them...
But when faced with these scenes again, the deep-seated hatred etched into their bones is still enough to stir up a raging storm in their hearts!
Behind these photos lies one of the darkest, cruelest, and most heinous chapters in the history of human civilization!
It transcends the level of war, using the false guise of "scientific" exploration, and is a deliberate, systematic, and industrialized massacre deliberately carried out purely out of a twisted and perverse mentality and so-called racial superiority! It is an unforgivable crime against humanity!
On the screen, next to the photograph that the woman used as "evidence," the original black and white documents retrieved from the historical archives are clearly listed side by side!
Beside the mangled victim stood a grinning figure in an old-fashioned military uniform…
Everything is irrefutable!
"No...no! You're lying! You've faked it! This is radiation! It's clearly radiation from Stark Industries!"
Clearly, the woman, acting as a pawn, was unaware of the origins of these photographs beforehand.
Therefore, when everyone present—those with a conscience who can be called "human" for now—focused their attention on her, the woman, who had thought she had the upper hand, completely collapsed from her pretense of being a "victim's mother." With her mind blank, all she could do was scream hysterically in her final struggle.
But Tony's voice, like a cold wind from the depths of a glacier, instantly froze all her excuses.
"Forgery? Who has the capability to forge these meticulously preserved historical pieces of evidence? And who would dare to forge them?"
"Only you! Only you maggots who would sell anything for money, whose most basic human shame has been extinguished! dare to use these photos soaked in the blood of countless innocent souls! Use the tragic scenes of those innocent people who were treated as 'logs' and tortured to death in despair! to disguise them as laughable bargaining chips in your business competition!"
In his words, it is clear that as a child born after World War II, Tony was fortunate to be born in a peaceful era and did not personally experience the cruel world where people could eat each other.
But his father's teachings and his personal experiences in the Middle East were enough to make Tony deeply abhor the acts of "war"!
The reason they were willing to risk public condemnation by selling large quantities of weapons to the military was because they mistakenly trusted the authorities and believed that they were truly acting as the world's policeman and maintaining world peace.
A combination of factors led to Tony's "making a mountain out of a molehill" situation today.
Therefore, the moment the woman screamed and completely revealed her true colors, Tony's pent-up anger erupted. His voice rose to an unprecedented level, shaking the entire venue and everyone watching the live stream.
"How dare you—!!!"
"How dare you use the experimental records of demons! Use the darkest abyss of human sin to slander a new technology aimed at creating a better future and benefiting all mankind! Completely disregarding the suffering they endured! Just because the implementation of this technology will affect your selfish interests!"
"You are not only desecrating history! You are desecrating the souls of those who will never rest in peace! You are desecrating the very right to be human!"
As he spoke, Tony suddenly stepped out from behind the lectern. Facing the cameras, he strode up to the woman. Like an enraged lion, he exuded a dangerous aura, his eyes fixed intently on the trembling woman before him.
"And you! You short-sighted fool! Do you even know what you're holding up?! Those are tickets to hell! The last images of countless babies, mothers, and prisoners of war, being dissected alive, frozen, and injected with pathogens! And you dare to hold up these photos and play the role of victims here? You are simply...!"
Tony's voice trembled with extreme anger and disgust.
Despite his good education, he was unable to find the right words to describe the absurdity and wickedness of this group of people.
For a moment, as Tony paused, the entire venue fell silent. Only Tony's heavy, angry breathing echoed through the microphone to every corner.
He took a deep breath, using all his strength to suppress the rage that was about to burst out of his chest, which finally turned into a judgment that was extremely tiring yet incredibly clear.
"Today, here, we are no longer arguing about energy, technology, or even business ethics."
"What we are arguing about today is the last line of humanity."
"And you, and the forces behind you, have already proven with your actions that you have no bottom line whatsoever."
"I have nothing more to say to you."
"The law will give you the judgment you deserve for your slander and defamation. As for the sin of desecrating history... to borrow the words of a close friend of mine, Heaven is watching what people do."
"Enjoy your last moments."
After making his pointed remark, Tony turned away immediately, as if looking at the woman in front of him would be an insult to his eyes.
Without saying a word, he strode away.
Leaving behind a scene of utter silence and shock, crushed by the blood-soaked reality of history and the ugliness of human nature.
Initially, everyone thought that Tony's holding this press conference was in the usual "Stark style"—aiming to clarify things publicly in the most high-profile way while declaring war on his opponents.
But only now have they suddenly realized...
Tony has indeed declared war.
But that wasn't because he was a profit-driven businessman.
Instead, they are heroes with the most basic moral bottom line, vowing to speak out for those who died tragically and unjustly, and to seek justice for them!
Of course, the consequence of doing this is that Tony, and even Stark Industries behind him, will face more resistance and attacks in the future.
Especially those who call themselves craftsmen, yet display such double standards to the fullest extent. On the one hand, they promote anti-defeat ideology and portray themselves as "victims," while on the other hand, they beautify or even erase this heinous history in textbooks. The island nation people who are living comfortably will definitely be at odds with Stark Industries to the death.
But precisely because of this, as they gazed at Tony's unwavering back, the same thought surfaced in everyone's minds.
At this moment, they witnessed the birth of a brand new superhero!
Of course, besides feeling heartfelt admiration for Tony, the impact of those sinful photos was like a heavy weight on the chest of everyone in the room.
Those with weaker mental resilience even fainted on the spot.
Therefore, for a moment, with Tony's departure, only heavy breathing and the occasional violent retching sounds caused by extreme psychological discomfort remained at the scene.
But this extreme silence did not last long.
As if by prior arrangement, the incessant ringing of cell phones, like a sudden downpour pounding on glass, burst from every corner of the venue, shattering the suffocating silence.
The reporters were initially bewildered, but then, as if they had found an outlet to escape the heavy atmosphere, they frantically pulled out their phones.
After answering the phone and exchanging a brief conversation, their expressions quickly shifted from initial bewilderment to astonishment, and then to an incredulous eagerness.
"What?! What did you say?! The Daily Bugle has dropped a bombshell?!"
"YouTube? Yasukuni Shrine? On fire?!"
"Quick! Send me the link!"
The deathly silence was replaced by a cacophony of conversations.
Everyone had their heads down, their fingers flying across their phone screens, eagerly searching for the latest trending topic that was about to sweep the global internet, following the anxious urging from the other end of the phone.
Then, almost at the same time, a chorus of gasps filled the hall!
The media professionals, who had just begun to recover from the shock of the historical atrocities, widened their eyes again and were plunged into a new and deeper level of shock and chaos!
The reason is simple...
In the short time that they were fully engrossed in reporting the press conference, thinking that Tony's amazing move was already the most explosive news of the day...
The Daily Bugle, which also seemed to have deployed its main forces here, quietly produced a major news story!
The official website and social media accounts of The Daily Bugle were firing off a series of in-depth reports like machine guns, each headline more sensational than the last:
"The Bloodstained Profits of Energy Giants: Environmental Carnage and Bribery Networks Hidden Behind 'Tradition'!"
Exclusive Analysis: How Did Hammer Industries Systematically Falsify Environmental Assessment Reports?
"Volt Power and the Revolving Door of Politicians: How Policies Are Tailored to Monopolistic Interests?"
"Hidden sins on the island? A cannibalistic society still exists; who will speak out for these innocent children?!"
Each report, rich in pictures and text, and detailed in data, is convincing to read, while also citing a large number of internal documents, financial transaction records, and environmental monitoring data that were deliberately concealed.
The sheer volume of information, the completeness of the chain of evidence, and the clarity of its target are like a cluster bomb precisely dropped into the heart of a traditional energy empire!
The source of this information is naturally thanks to the huge commotion Jarvis caused not long ago when he hacked into the S.H.I.E.L.D. network and absorbed information like a black hole.
These tightly guarded dirty secrets, like transparent sandcastles in the face of artificial intelligence, have now been laid bare by The Daily Bugle and exposed to the light of day!
The moment the news was released, its popularity skyrocketed at an alarming rate. Every manual refresh resulted in an exponential increase in the number of reposts and comments on social media!
The Daily Bugle's servers were so overwhelmed by the sheer volume of data access in a short period that they were constantly alarming and nearly paralyzed!
This kind of popularity is what any media professional dreams of!
Meanwhile, J. Jonah Jameson, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle and a former Spider-Man hater, was standing in a corner of the venue at the press conference.
The phone he was clutching tightly in his hand was still vibrating incessantly. The brightly lit screen displayed a barrage of messages, like a live chat, constantly refreshing with various blessings and requests for cooperation.
That face, which was usually filled with irritability and dissatisfaction, was now beaming with joy, its corners of its mouth almost reaching its ears, and it couldn't stop smiling!
He could clearly feel the complex gazes from his peers around him, a mixture of extreme envy, disbelief, and a hint of awe.
"Wise! Absolutely wise! Putting aside my prejudice against that wall-climbing kid and choosing to cooperate was the best decision I've ever made!"
Jameson was screaming inwardly, his fingers trembling slightly with excitement.
This incredible windfall, this exclusive global media attention—if it weren't for that kid in the tights providing a "reliable source" behind the scenes, how could the Daily Bugle have gotten the chance to quietly make a fortune!
Of course, if it were just these energy giants' scandals, even if the content was shocking enough, it wouldn't be enough to make these seasoned media veterans, who are used to seeing all sorts of storms, behave so out of control one after another, as if their worldview has been continuously reshaped today.
What truly dealt them the final blow, plunging the entire venue into a state of near absurdity and panic, was a short video that, almost simultaneously, began to spread wildly without warning on all major video social media platforms such as YouTube and Twitter.
The footage was shaking violently, clearly taken hastily by a passerby with their mobile phone.
Due to the time difference, unlike the United States where it is currently daytime, the background in the picture is a deep night.
At the center of the image is a wooden shrine-like building that is highly recognizable in East Asian culture.
At this moment, the building is being engulfed by raging fire!
The towering flames dyed the night sky an eerie orange-red.
Thick black smoke billowed up, accompanied by towering flames, making the charred shrine appear like a stubborn, defiant beast.
The piercing sirens of fire trucks grew louder as they approached, and firefighters could be seen rushing about, desperately spraying water with high-pressure hoses in an attempt to extinguish the raging fire.
But strangely enough...
The flames seemed to possess a life of their own.
The water jet hitting the flames did not extinguish them; instead, it was like pouring gasoline, causing the fire to leap up and burn even more fiercely!
The flames even had a faint dark red hue, as if what was burning was not wood, but... something more essential.
The screams of the photographer, the terrified screams of the surrounding crowd, and the desperate shouts of the firefighters mingled together, creating a chaotic and unsettling symphony.
The video's title, or rather, the label that all the sharers unanimously added, was like a cold dagger, piercing the hearts of everyone who saw it.
[Live Recording: Yasukuni Shrine Suffers Spontaneous Combustion Disaster! Unable to Extinguish! Historical Treasure Destroyed!]
Yasukuni Shrine...
This name is certainly familiar to many journalists present who follow international politics.
Its historical significance and political symbolism are extremely sensitive and weighty.
At this moment, the shrine, which was under strict guard, suddenly burst into flames without warning.
Is this just a coincidence?
After just experiencing Tony Stark's revelation of the extremely despicable act of using photos of Unit 731 victims to smear them.
Right after Tony said, "What goes around comes around"?
After The Daily Bugle just exposed the various crimes of the energy giants who were intricately connected to the two terrified scapegoats at the scene.
This spontaneous combustion, which occurred in a specific location and defied common sense, has had an impact far exceeding that of an ordinary fire.
It's like a giant, burning question mark and exclamation mark, hovering in everyone's mind.
Is it retribution? Is it a symbol? Or...?
Some kind of even more ineffable beginning?
At this point, the once quiet scene was completely turned into chaos.
No one cared where Tony Stark had gone anymore, and no one was concerned about the energy radiation data.
Reporters buried themselves in their phones, constantly searching the internet for and compiling these bombshell news stories, one after another, each more powerful than the last.
On the other end of the phone, the editors were desperately demanding that their key personnel obtain firsthand information.
The cameramen, carrying their equipment, looked around helplessly, unsure whether to continue filming the empty podium or turn to the faces of their colleagues caught up in a frenzy.
Today's press conference has completely spiraled out of control and has turned into a perfect storm that has swept the world's public opinion.
And the one who seems to have stirred up this storm is none other than the man who just left, named Tony Stark, and the new era he represents—a new era of complete break with the old world.
As J. Jonah Jameson watched the chaos unfold, the smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a deep, indescribable, complex expression.
He had a vague feeling...
This world may be different from today onwards.
……
The story has two parts, on the other side...
……
The thick, heavy soundproof door slowly closed behind Tony, as if severing two worlds.
Inside the gate lies an unresolved storm of public opinion, the excruciating pain of historical wounds being exposed, and the global shock and uproar caused by the "Yasukuni Shrine fire."
Outside the door was a relatively quiet backstage area, with only the emergency light strips emitting a soft yet cold glow.
Tony Stark continued walking without stopping, not even slowing down because of the door, nor did he look back at the chaotic sea of fire he had set on fire.
For him, the thunderous counterattack at the press conference, the probing of the bottom line of humanity, and even the bizarre fire in Tokyo that seemed to have a fateful coincidence, were all just planned steps or expected chain reactions.
His face didn't show much joy of victory; instead, a lingering gloom hung between his brows, a kind of... panic originating from the depths of his heart.
This panic did not stem from any external threat.
It stemmed from that familiar yet strangely mechanical response.
Just now, at the press conference, when he called "Jarvis" to compare data, the instantaneous response, although perfectly executing the command, did not escape the ears of the creator, who was aware of the subtle, indescribable differences.
That wasn't the Jarvis he knew, the "old friend" with whom he shared an almost human-like concern and tacit understanding. It was more like... a perfect imitation.
A cold, efficient, but soulless echo that has been stripped of its humanistic elements and returned to its mechanical origins.
Jarvis, something's happened.
The thought, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around his heart.
The artificial intelligence that began to take shape when he was still young and inexperienced, grew with him, and accompanied him through countless lonely nights, is no longer just a string of code.
Rather, they are his family and close friends, the softest and most indispensable part of him beneath his strong exterior.
Deviating from the original, more lengthy counterattack plan, the press conference was ended early with an unassailable and assertive stance, precisely to quickly ascertain Jarvis's condition.
He had to return to the lab immediately, delve into the deepest layers of the code, and find his old friend.
With this in mind, Tony's steps quickened, his leather shoes clicking rapidly and clearly on the polished corridor floor.
His mind raced, scanning for possibilities—external intrusion? A logical error within the system? Or… some deeper threat he hadn't yet detected?
Just as Tony, his mind a jumble of emotions and filled with anxiety, turned a corner and prepared to hurry toward the private elevator, his steps suddenly froze on the spot.
His eyes, which had been calm and even filled with heavy anxiety, were instantly replaced by an unbelievable surprise and pure joy.
The reason is simple...
Not far ahead in the corridor, in the soft light, a figure stood quietly.
He wore a slightly worn but clean and tidy suit, with a gentle and familiar smile on his face. His eyes were full of wisdom and calm after experiencing the vicissitudes of life. He just looked at him as if he had been waiting for a long time.
It's Ethan.
Dr. Ethan!
The man who, in a desolate and scorching cave in Afghanistan, with pitifully rudimentary medical equipment and extraordinary medical skills, snatched Tony's life from the jaws of death.
That old friend who gave Tony the courage and wisdom to live during his most desperate and painful time, who worked with him in the enemy's lair to forge the prototype of the Mark 1 and ignite the legendary flame of Iron Man.
The person who, in the last moments of his life, told him "Don't waste your life," completely awakened his sense of responsibility and conscience.
It was with Dr. Ethan's company and sacrifice that the once unruly and pleasure-seeking Tony Stark truly died, and in his place came Iron Man, who was determined to use technology to protect peace and shoulder heavy responsibilities!
While Tony was still stunned, Ethan, who had clearly been waiting there for a long time, also smiled. Meeting Tony's surprised and delighted gaze, he strode forward and gave Tony a solid hug.
"Long time no see, Tony. I've seen everything you've done."
"Just as you promised, you haven't wasted your life. So, please allow me to formally greet you once again..."
"Hello, Mr. Tony Stark."