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Chapter 1799 Chang Wei in Star Trek and the Deep Sea Trio Struggling to Survive
This allowed Steve to maintain a clear understanding of "who I am" even as he endured the hellish physical changes, preventing him from becoming a pure monster.

He exerted his strength, using his mutated, broader and stronger shoulders and arms to lift the heavy escape pod upwards.

His mutated body seems to have a natural adaptation to the high-pressure environment of the deep sea, and his movements underwater are more stable and powerful than Tony's armor.

"Jarvis, report the situation!"

Tony's spirits lifted, and Steve's steady strength relieved a huge amount of pressure.

"Drag speed has increased, sir. But the environment continues to deteriorate. We are at the confluence of multiple secondary turbulent vortexes, and the energy turbulence index is still rising. Also, regarding Mr. Chang Wei's communications..."

Jarvis's voice had an unusually subtle delay, as if he were processing incredible data.

"...Contact has been made. Mr. Chang Wei confirmed that he received the distress signal and clearly stated that he would 'depart immediately'."

"Set off immediately? Good! Finally, some reliable news! How long does he estimate it will take? Tell him to forget about traffic rules and go as fast as he can!"

Tony asked anxiously as he struggled against a side current of water that was trying to sweep the escape pod away.

He could almost see Chang Wei tearing through space and descending instantly.

"Sir, the problem is..."

Jarvis's next words sent Tony plummeting into an icy abyss.

“…Signal source tracing at the time of communication establishment showed that Mr. Chang Wei’s location coordinates at that time were not in the near-Earth space, or even in the lunar orbit. Preliminary calculations indicate that his signal source was located in the region near Jupiter’s orbit, with an error range of plus or minus 0.3 astronomical units.”

"What the F—?!"

Tony's eyes widened instantly beneath his helmet, and his chin nearly slammed onto the control panel.

Jupiter's orbit?! What does that mean? It means that Chang Wei is currently hundreds of millions of kilometers away from Earth!

Even at the speed of light, it would take tens of minutes for a signal to travel, let alone for a person to arrive!
"Jarvis! Are you sure you're not mistaken?! Is the signal being interfered with by some kind of cosmic ray? Or did he use some kind of space jump jammer?"

Tony's voice rose eight octaves, filled with disbelief.

"How could he possibly be on Jupiter? What would he be doing there? Watching the Great Red Spot live?!"

"The signal source analysis has been verified three times, sir. Known interference factors have been eliminated, and the positioning result is highly reliable. All of Stark Industries' currently deployed satellites and deep space exploration arrays primarily focus their scanning and tracking capabilities on the Earth-Moon system and near-Earth asteroid defense. For deep space beyond the Earth-Moon system, especially the Jupiter orbit region, we lack high-precision real-time monitoring capabilities, and therefore cannot determine the specific activities of Mr. Chang Wei."

Jarvis's explanation calmly and cruelly shattered Tony's hopes.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Tony felt a chilling despair creep up his spine, almost overwhelming the warmth provided by his armor's life support system.

"That bastard... what kind of Star Trek is he doing?! In Jupiter's orbit... is he polishing Saturn's rings or playing bumper cars with Charon's moons?"

The immense sense of frustration and fear of the unknown triggered his sharp tongue instincts.

"By the time he leisurely 'sets off immediately' and rushes back, not only Natasha and us, but even the microorganisms in the ocean will probably have collectively evolved into civilization and gone to heaven to hold ten interstellar-themed parties!" Just as Tony was briefly lost in shock and吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic remarks), a deep-sea current, even stronger and more chaotic than before, crashed down from below like an invisible giant hammer!
This torrent seemed to be the product of the superposition and resonance of the energy from several previous explosions, accompanied by a shrill sound that seemed to tear metal apart.

Tony's armor was hit hardest, its attitude stabilizer emitting a piercing overload alarm, and the jet exhaust from the thrusters instantly became turbulent.

His arms, which were gripping the escape pod tightly, were suddenly ripped apart by a tremendous force, and the heavy escape pod was about to be swept away by the raging torrent and plunge into the dark abyss once again!

"Tony!"

Steve let out a beast-like growl.

The pain inside his body was instantly overwhelmed by an immense sense of crisis.

The deep-sea adaptability brought by Godzilla cells and the brute force unleashed by Hulk blood were forcibly integrated under the survival instinct.

Beneath his dark blue skin, his muscles bulged and rippled like a hydraulic press as he slammed his legs into a relatively solid layer of seabed rock below, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

He opened his mutated, even larger hand, ignoring the coldness and sharp edges of the escape pod's outer shell, and with astonishing strength and speed, firmly grasped the escape pod that had almost slipped from his grasp!
The immense impact caused his incredibly strong body to shake violently, and a trace of dark blue-black blood seeped from the gaps in his scales, which was instantly dispersed by the high-pressure seawater.

"Ugh—!"

Steve let out a muffled groan, a mixture of pain and determination, and forcefully steadied the out-of-control escape pod, using his mutated, larger body as an anchor point to resist the tearing force of the raging torrent.

"Sir! Captain Steve has stabilized the escape pod again! But the turbulence peak is still ongoing!"

Jarvis reported urgently.

Tony snapped back to reality, his back drenched in cold sweat: "Well done, Smurf! Hang in there!"

He immediately pushed the thruster power to its limit, and the scorching particle stream evaporated into large bubbles in the deep sea, which then blocked the other side of the escape pod again.

"Jarvis! Replan the route! Find the path of least resistance, even if it's a detour! Also, transfer all energy used to activate the armor's non-essential functions to propulsion and stabilization! Keep the life support system at a minimum!"

Tony was completely going all out at this moment.

Chang Wei's "Star Trek" is unreliable; they can only rely on themselves to carve out a way to survive in this hellish deep sea.

"Path replanning in progress... Warning: Energy transfer will reduce life support system redundancy to a dangerous level and armor shell pressure resistance to 7%. Are you sure, sir?"

"Confirmed! Execute! Natasha and we are in danger of surviving the next second, who cares about redundancy!"

Tony roared, his eyes flashing with a do-or-die glint.

The golden-red Iron Man and the dark blue mutated super soldier, two heroes who once had opposing ideals, now, in the desperate situation of the deep sea, use their respective broken strength to jointly shoulder the hope of their comrade's survival, struggling inch by inch against the malice of the entire raging ocean, and striving to rise towards the unreachable surface.

Fortunately, Steve is now a super-sized power engine, and his legs, which are kicking wildly in the seawater, are more powerful than the power of a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier.

(End of this chapter)