章節 23: One more?

Yes one more chapter, and if you did not already check out the last chapter is now a real update. But this also means that the next chapter will be released only on Friday.

And as I'm running out of ideas for what to write, in a little while if I find some hidden source of creativity I'll drop this fanfic for a while to get back to work on my old Percy Jackson fanfic "after the end". But don't worry, as soon as I run out of things to write in Percy Jackson I'll come back to this one.

I know you have some idea in the bag because every MCU fan has one, and if you weren't one, I wouldn't be reading this fanfic. (Some of you even have your fanfics! Can't share so ideas with a writer friend? (I am not a stalker))

There are only 2 more chapters by Maria stark planned, so, please. . . Any ideas you want to share?

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I feel like the main character in a bedtime story I heard once.

He is the prince of a nation of corrupt people, one day a spy on the enemy's side forced him to serve the enemy nation, and he ends up as a knight of that nation. This is a much better nation than his, with less hunger and violence. But they are much more primitive! The prince suffers from a not-grave disease, but in this new nation, the disease gets worse because they simply do not have the technology to treat it!

I am the prince, the spy is the one who threw me and the dimension he thought would be "better" for me. (who happens to be now a high school student that I can't blame for my current situation) This place, it's not too bad, people seem less traumatized than those of mine where I come from, but the technology problem continues the same.

At the end of the story, the prince discovers that his illness is actually a curse that can easily be broken. I wanted low battery to be a curse too. The exorcists here are cheaper than the not-yet-invented Stark technology that I'm trying to get.

Speaking of money, this is a problem. How should a homeless robot and his cat live in New York? The answer is, at the expense of its creator.

Think with me, technically the superintelligence protection and rights law has not yet been created.

So, in that dimension, I'm still owned by the Starks.

And if the Starks have anything to show for, besides money, they are warehouses for technology.

By chance, there was one right next to the wreckage of the avengers' management of this dimension.

No one can punish a piece of stark technology and your cat for being on the shelf, can they?

Getting in was the easiest part. No matter what size, Stark always uses the same security protocol, one that I have full access to.

The pieces that are here are all that can be recovered from the mansion. That means many useful things, and even more useless.

As soon as I arrived I started working on the charger.

Without my ability to calculate quickly and access the stark database. I really thought that a) I

would explode something or b) I would not be able to build anything functional before completely discharging.

To my soul's relief (if I really have one) I managed to rebuild one of the mansion's power generators. It should be enough to keep me running at 2% of the original capacity. But only plugged in 24 hours a day.

My biggest concern is as always, Panda.

I got water, a little house, and even a litter box with everything in here. And honestly, this cat is satisfied with anything that I'm around.

And yet, cats like any other living being need food.

Purchase? I do not have any money.

To steal? It is not an option

To do? I cannot kill fish or any other type of living thing to produce food.

So, there is an option. Teach Panda to hunt.

I'm going to finish my diary here (I decided to call it diary at once, even though I'm only digitally stored information in my personal database) I'll tell you more details when I find a way to teach a blind cat to hunt.