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Chapter 1727 Seeking Chang Wei to Save the Day

Tony did not respond.

He couldn't succumb to that panoramic despair.

His gaze slid rapidly across the virtual control panel inside the armor, bringing up the latest structural stress diagram.

The glaring red areas representing radiation damage are slowly and irresistibly spreading inwards from the most critical protective nodes on the outer layer of the armor—the joint seals, the area around the chest plate's energy core, and the shielding layer of the leg thrusters—like drops of red ink on rice paper.

Jarvis silently labeled a tiny percentage next to the eroded area: the rate of material performance degradation.

The number was also jumping upwards.

Tony's pupils suddenly contracted.

The failure of the joint seal means that high-energy radiation particles will directly penetrate into the armor and burn his body; the weakening of the chest armor's protection will expose the arc reactor directly to the impact, which is the heart of his steel body.

With his thruster shield damaged and his maneuverability lost, he would completely lose his last chance to fight the deep-sea monster... and the constantly fluctuating attenuation rate was like a time bomb strapped to him, the ticking of the countdown echoing in his ears.

How to do? !

Thoughts raced at breakneck speed, countless preliminary ideas flashing through the mind like lightning, only to be rejected even faster.

Energy shield overloaded? The materials are nearing their breaking point; forcing overload would be tantamount to self-destruction!

Emergency cooling? In this extremely deep seabed, the external seawater itself is a huge heat sink, but the temperature of the target's core has exceeded the limits of ordinary materials!
Separate detonation? That thing is now a living furnace; any external stimulus could be the last straw that breaks the camel's back, prematurely detonating its 58 million ton-yield destructive power!

An immense sense of powerlessness, like the deep sea, pressed heavily on him.

Knowledge, the weapon that once made him omnipotent and almost arrogant, now seemed to be covered with a thick layer of grease, making it difficult to operate.

Tony was not at the peak of being "cursed by knowledge"—that divine revelation where he understood the laws of all things and seemed to be able to create time tunnels out of thin air.

Right now, he is just a mortal genius who has been pushed to the edge of the precipice of human cognition and is facing a colossal beast in the abyss.

At the bottom of that endless, dark, and icy deep-sea hell, the "thing" named Connors, a terrifying life form transformed from a human scientist and undergoing its ultimate metamorphosis, presents a bizarre contrast to Tony's chaotic state.

The endless, icy seawater, with its enormous heat capacity and terrifying pressure, unexpectedly became the "coolant" and "restrainer" for its crumbling furnace.

Under the pressure of the deep sea, the violent energy pulses seemed to be forcibly incorporated into a new, extremely unstable dynamic equilibrium.

That breathtaking 0.3% increase per second, under such an unnatural, high-pressure, low-temperature extreme environment, was miraculously and temporarily... suppressed? Or rather, its form was forcibly distorted?
It is no longer just rushing towards the end of the explosion, but more like being repeatedly forged, squeezed and reshaped between the anvil and the hammer in the deep sea.

The massive, twisted outline of the body loomed in and out of view in the dark seawater, the surging light within displaying a deeper, more eerie hue, as if it were nurturing some kind of change that transcended the realm of explosion and was even more indescribable.

The cracks in the joint seal ring flashed wildly in Tony's vision like the grim reaper's grin. CRITICAL FAILURE IMMINENT!

The buzzing sound pierced his eardrums, and the chilling fear mixed with the burning pain of radiation instantly gripped his heart.

The armor plate on the right arm emitted a chilling hissing sound, the mournful cry of molecular bonds breaking under the violent flow of radiation.

The chill of the deep sea, mixed with deadly radiation powerful enough to kill an ordinary person dozens of times in an instant, is seeping in like a venomous snake through that barely perceptible crack!
"Jarvis! Countdown to seal failure!"

Tony's voice was hoarse, filled with an unprecedented urgency.

"1 minute 45 seconds, sir. The right forearm joint seal is expected to collapse first. The core protective layer has reached 87% attenuation, and the thruster shielding effectiveness is 15% below the critical value."

Jarvis's report was as cold as a knife; every number proclaimed the end of his steel fortress.

The fangs of triple despair pierced him simultaneously: physical annihilation was imminent; the ecological nightmare of the North Pacific turning into a deadly swamp of poison churned before his eyes; and the dark purple light (Connors) in the deep sea, twisted, transformed, and brewing unknown terrors under high pressure, was like the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead, its form even Jarvis could not decipher.

How to do? !

My mind is working overtime, with countless solutions colliding and shattering in my head.

Conventional technology? In the face of such a crisis that transcends our understanding, it is as laughable as a child's building blocks!

He needed… he needed a disruptive power, a power that transcended the existing physical framework! A crazy thought, like a lightning bolt flashing in the darkness, instantly cleaved through his chaotic thoughts—Chang Wei!
That mysterious guy, whose technological development is completely off track, who claims to be the "strongest genius of this century"!

The gadgets he tinkered with: a gravity generator, a thermonuclear fusion reactor, and that damned "Kryptonite" and "Secondary Kryptonite" that could withstand Thor's hammer, as well as the "Changwei Element" named after him... Most importantly, the "Superman Serum" he injected himself with!
That kind of superhuman strength that could break Connors apart with bare hands, and that was surrounded by twisted gravity and magnetic fields... Perhaps only such inhuman strength and unconventional technology could fight against this equally inhuman terror!
"Jarvis! Top priority! Break through any barrier at all costs and get to Changwei! Now!"

Tony practically yelled it out, his voice echoing inside the small mask.

This was his last, desperate cry for help.

The view inside the mask was instantly filled with glaring red warnings and communication protocol conflict alerts.

Jarvis was silent for a moment—a pause that seemed “long” to him—before a piercing, otherworldly screeching and spatial distortion noise came through the communication channel.

Tony felt his armor systems were experiencing strong electromagnetic interference, and the gauges were jumping wildly.

"Hiss...click...Stark? It sounds like...hiss...like your armor is being microwaved over there?"

A slightly mocking yet exceptionally clear voice pierced through all the interference and noise, abruptly appearing on Tony's communication channel.

It's Chang Wei!
His voice sounded incredibly relaxed, as if he were having a barbecue in his own backyard.

(End of this chapter)