American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 1: Stark, CEO of the Capsule Corporation, Stranded in the Desert

The scorching heat is burning the endless desert.
A feeling of dizziness and drowsiness quickly filled my staggering steps.

The vast, uninhabited northern desert region of the Middle East.
A desperate, emaciated figure had been trudging through the boundless desert for a long time.
With a deathly pale face, bloodshot eyes, and staggering steps on the sand, Tony Stark no longer felt alive.

"Tap tap. tap."

He walked and walked for two whole days without water, and his condition was extremely bad.

Hunger, thirst, dizziness, weakness.

He had lost so much physical strength and water that he was almost completely exhausted and depleted.

For the first time, he felt that the sun in this world was so cruel. Its ultraviolet rays and heat thoroughly baked the golden sand, making everything around him scorching hot.

There are no beautiful women like on Hawaiian beaches here, and not even a scorpion crawls on the scorching yellow sand all around.

Despite covering his head like a Berber, the long walk still caused him to suffer from sunburn.

Will he die?
Will anyone mourn him?
Tony Stark opened his mouth with difficulty, as if trying to say something last in this moment of exhaustion. The words he uttered were indistinct, as if he were calling someone's name.

His vision was beginning to blur, and the instinct to collapse at any moment seemed like the god of death calling out his name.

"Pfft!"

Finally, everything spun around him, Stark lost his footing and fell, rolling onto the sand dune, closing his eyes, unable to stand up again.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Yellow sand fills the sky
Time seemed to have passed for a very, very long time.
It was as if his life had started anew.

As a newborn baby, she endures the long process of being enveloped in amniotic fluid in her ovary.

"Grumpy"

Yes, that's the only explanation Stark can think of for his current predicament of being surrounded by water.

"Gululu."

The feeling was that the external auditory canal was completely blocked, and water rushed into the eardrum, swirling in the cochlea, until it flowed into the nasal cavity through the Eustachian tube.

The moment Tony Stark regained consciousness, he was jolted awake by the water rushing into his nasal cavity.

However, what came into view as the water flowed in was not the plump uterine wall, but rather...
A luxurious room comparable to a five-star hotel.

The minimalist home design approach cleverly blends color and light together.

The light-colored, no-main-light design keeps the room bright and airy at all times.

The vast space features a completely innovative design, with floating wardrobes and mattresses on raised platforms, complemented by a luxurious bar and wine cabinet.
Stark stood there, stunned. Ever since he entered the dark and gloomy depths of the Ten Rings' dungeon, and then endured the scorching sun all alone in the terrible desert, he had been there.

During this time, when had he ever seen such a place of human civilization?
As if in a dream, he felt as if he had returned to Stark Tower, back to his days of extravagance, wealth, and playboy lifestyle.

But everything has changed.

When his fingers touched the glass in front of him, the clearly visible wall seemed to awaken his imagination, or perhaps it was conveying a fact to him.

He's still alive! "Beep, beep, beep, beep!"

The machine's beeping echoed in the room. Tony Stark looked up and saw that the huge, water-filled container he was in seemed to have started operating as he regained consciousness.

In an instant, the sound of water being pumped rose beneath his feet. Feeling the change in the water flow, the indicator light on the far left lever on the outside of the machine changed from red to green.

"Gululu!"

"call"

After a long while, the clear and emerald green potion was completely drained, and the long-lost feeling of grounding on both feet instantly swept over them.

Looking around, the house is covered in lush greenery and beautiful grasses, creating a high-end living environment that suggests the owner values style and has sufficient financial resources.

Looking around, Tony Stark slowly moved his limbs, groped around on his face, and removed his oxygen mask.

"What's going on? Where am I?"

Catching his breath, Tony Stark glanced around out of the corner of his eye and cautiously peeked out.

As his movements became strangely light, he was surprised to find that his body was actually in incredibly good health.

Not only did all the large and small wounds and weakness left on my body disappear, but even the soreness from my muscle strain disappeared.

Instead, there was a feeling of smooth, comfortable skin, just like after a shower.
"Stab!"

Surprised, Tony Stark immediately pulled open his clothes, revealing the slightly glowing Arc Reactor on his chest.

"Damn it, that's not a dream."

Stark's eyes dimmed, and his expression gradually turned serious.

He remembered that his last memory was of collapsing from dehydration in the boundless desert. How could he have ended up in a house filled with luxurious civilization?
The reactor in his chest reminded him that his death journey deep in the desert was not an absurd dream.

Tony Stark rubbed off the water droplets on his body and gently sniffed them:
"This seems to be some kind of potion?"

"Zi"

Suddenly, the glass dome in front of him slowly opened. Tony Stark instantly became alert, glancing sideways at the fifty-square-meter machine, and quickly grasped its operating principles.
It appears that the opening of this glass cover is automatic.

Stepping out of the container, Tony Stark cautiously surveyed his surroundings, finding no trace of surveillance cameras inside the room.

As I walked into the living room, the television was still on.

"Good morning, New Yorkers, and welcome to today's news."

"On July 30, Dr. Brizfe, founder of Capsule Corporation, announced that Pim Technologies, founded in 1973, had been officially acquired by Capsule Corporation."

"Founder Dr. Hank Pym and his daughter Hope Dane hold 35% of the shares, and Dr. Britzfeld has appointed his son-in-law Carrot Al as CEO!"

"On the evening of the 30th, Carrotell issued a statement announcing that Capsule Corporation would officially unveil its core technological product to the public for the first time: Capsule of All-Purpose Technology!"

"On July 31, after four months of Tony Stark's disappearance, the Stark Industries stock market had stabilized, and Obadiah had announced that he would take over as the new director, with Pepper Potts as his assistant."

I sincerely hope to bring you excellent works. I'm not sure if I write well, but I will try my best!

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