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Chapter 693: The Third Day · Oct 11, 2026

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651 Chapter 651: Norman Osborn 2026-10-11
652 Chapter 652: Equipment with a Built-In Self-Destruct System 2026-10-11
653 Chapter 653: A Call from Kingo 2026-10-11
654 Chapter 654: Endless Trouble 2026-10-11
655 Chapter 655: The Big Fish Takes the Bait 2026-10-11
656 Chapter 656: The Osborn Manor 2026-10-11
657 Chapter 657: The MD Disc That Appeared Out of Thin Air 2026-10-11
658 Chapter 658: Opening the Black Box 2026-10-11
659 Chapter 659: The Beginning 2026-10-11
660 Chapter 660: The World Leaders Summit 2026-10-11
661 Chapter 661: Rogue Crashes the Party Again 2026-10-11
662 Chapter 662: The Outcome Inside the Battlefield Was Decided 2026-10-11
663 Chapter 663: A Clash of Titans in the Legal World 2026-10-11
664 Chapter 664: The Aftermath of a Strategic Retreat 2026-10-11
665 Chapter 665: Professional Advice 2026-10-11
666 Chapter 666: The Long Search for the Red Room 2026-10-11
667 Chapter 667: Sparrow Goes Online 2026-10-11
668 Chapter 668: The Dispute 2026-10-11
669 Chapter 669: An Unusual Everyday Life 2026-10-11
670 Chapter 670: Regret and Remorse 2026-10-11
671 Chapter 671: Burial 2026-10-11
672 Chapter 672: A Decision 2026-10-11
673 Chapter 673: The Child Who Was Left Behind 2026-10-11
674 Chapter 674: The Girl Sent Back to School 2026-10-11
675 Chapter 675: A Young Girl’s Bedroom 2026-10-11
676 Chapter 676: Studying 2026-10-11
677 Chapter 677: Driving Lessons 2026-10-11
678 Chapter 678: The Little Hacker 2026-10-11
679 Chapter 679: A Playboy’s Daily Routine 2026-10-11
680 Chapter 680: A Man-Made Disaster at the Turn of the Century 2026-10-11
681 Chapter 681: Warning 2026-10-11
682 Chapter 682: Believe It or Not 2026-10-11
683 Chapter 683: The Falling Tower 2026-10-11
684 Chapter 684: Taking Command in a Crisis 2026-10-11
685 Chapter 685: A Personal Request 2026-10-11
686 Chapter 686: The Supply List 2026-10-11
687 Chapter 687: A Man in a Bed of Comfort 2026-10-11
688 Chapter 688: Questioning Over the Phone 2026-10-11
689 Chapter 689: Conditions for Support 2026-10-11
690 Chapter 690: Relief Supplies Arrive 2026-10-11
691 Chapter 691: People with Their Own Agendas 2026-10-11
692 Chapter 692: The Establishment of the Police Technology Command Center 2026-10-11
693 Chapter 693: The Third Day 2026-10-11
694 Chapter 694: X-Men Reinforcements 2026-10-11
695 Chapter 695: Discussing Rescue Methods 2026-10-11
696 Chapter 696: The X-Men Show Their Strength 2026-10-11
697 Chapter 697: The Kryptonian Withdraws 2026-10-11
698 Chapter 698: An Invitation and a Refusal 2026-10-11
699 Chapter 699: Stark Industries Takes Off 2026-10-11
700 Chapter 700: Calling in the Guardian 2026-10-11

Chapter 693: Chapter 693: The Third Day

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Regardless of the difficulties, the rescue operation could finally proceed with clear objectives.

Rescue teams no longer had to dig randomly and hope for luck.

They no longer had to rely solely on New York City’s limited number of search-and-rescue dogs.

Nor did they have to depend entirely on shouting into the ruins and waiting for someone to answer.

Very quickly, rescue resources were reorganized.

Locations identified by the technological detection systems became the highest-priority targets.

Only the teams accompanied by rescue dogs continued conducting broad searches throughout the rubble field, ensuring that no survivors missed by the sensors were overlooked.

Unfortunately...

Most of the bodies recovered near the surface were exactly what one would expect.

Corpses.

Body parts.

Victims buried when the upper floors collapsed.

Only those kinds of remains tended to be found at relatively shallow depths.

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Joseph Pfeifer—the experienced fire chief who had arrived at the World Trade Center almost immediately and now served as the senior fire-service commander—proposed a different strategy.

Rather than focusing on isolated signals, he suggested prioritizing deeper locations where large clusters of people appeared to be gathered.

Those individuals might have been sheltering in basements or lower floors.

If they had survived the collapse without being crushed by concrete, they could have ended up trapped inside survivable voids within the debris.

The problem was that these locations were buried extremely deep.

Rescuing them would be extraordinarily difficult.

This wasn’t a simple matter of identifying a location and digging a straight tunnel toward it.

The rubble consisted of countless concrete fragments of varying sizes piled atop one another.

Removing the wrong piece could trigger a domino effect.

In the worst case, it could cause secondary collapses.

Furthermore, many basement and lower-level areas clearly still contained open spaces.

If rescuers could connect those surviving voids together, they might reach victims far faster than by excavating from above.

Trying to remove all the debris covering a target location was simply unrealistic.

Clearing the ruins completely might take weeks—or even months.

Anyone trapped beneath the rubble would never survive that long without food and water.

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As a result, senior personnel from both the fire and police services—people with extensive disaster-response experience—began discussing possible rescue strategies.

At that point, technology specialists like Henry and Tony Stark, who had already been working nonstop for an entire day, could only stand nearby and listen.

Of course, Tony Stark was Tony Stark.

A man seemingly born to be the center of attention wasn’t particularly comfortable being ignored.

Even after remaining awake for a full day, he still appeared energetic.

Without his expertise and stamina, the police department’s technological command center probably wouldn’t have reached its current level of sophistication even after a week of work.

Compared to everyone else, however, Tony had only gone one day without sleep.

Henry Brown had gone two.

He hadn’t even closed his eyes once.

Two straight days of intense mental labor had finally reached a point where he could spare a little attention elsewhere.

Still, the discussion taking place now involved fields outside Tony Stark’s expertise.

That much was undeniable.

Fortunately, Tony possessed one valuable quality:

When he didn’t know something, he generally kept quiet and listened.

That practicality was one of the traits that made him such a formidable engineer.

So instead of interrupting, he turned his attention toward Stark Industries’ multifunctional tactical platform and began thinking about what else technology might contribute.

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Suddenly, he asked the man beside him:

”Do you think it’s possible to use Hollywood Kid’s physics engine to calculate an optimal excavation route?”

The idea was so creative that even Henry was impressed.

Unfortunately...

”I never thought about applying a visual-effects physics engine to disaster rescue.”

Henry rubbed his chin.

”It’s actually a great idea.

”But we can’t do it.”

Tony frowned.

”Why not?

”Data transfer limitations?

”If I use satellite communications, connecting to the supercomputers on the West Coast shouldn’t be a problem.”

Henry shook his head.

”I believe you could solve the connection issue.

”But as one of the developers behind Hollywood Kid’s physics engine, let me tell you something.

”If you want accurate simulation results, you need accurate inputs.”

He continued:

”That means every piece of concrete has to be treated as an individual object.

”We’d need correct dimensions.

”Correct shape.

”Correct weight.

”Only then could we realistically simulate the consequences of excavating a particular tunnel or removing a specific chunk of debris.”

The more uncertain the inputs became, the less reliable the simulation results would be.

”This isn’t simply digging a tunnel through a mountain and calculating earth displacement.

”The excavation itself introduces countless variables.”

Henry gestured toward the ruins.

”Right now we’re already pushing our capabilities to the limit just mapping the debris field and identifying internal voids.

”And even then we can’t guarantee that the model perfectly matches reality.”

He pointed toward the tactical display.

”Now imagine trying to input billions of individual objects.

”Some are plain concrete.

”Some contain rebar.

”Others are sections of structural steel.

”You can’t estimate their weight using volume alone.

”How do you classify all of that accurately?

”And even if you somehow could, excavation introduces new variables every minute.

”Different digging methods create different outcomes.”

Henry shrugged.

”Maybe if we had enough time, we’d solve those problems.

”But time is exactly what we don’t have.

”The people trapped beneath the rubble can’t sit down there patiently while we spend weeks solving technical challenges one at a time.”

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Tony couldn’t argue.

The explanation was solid.

And when discussing engineering and scientific problems, Tony Stark wasn’t the type who argued simply for the sake of arguing.

He knew Henry was right.

That was precisely what made the situation so frustrating.

People needed help.

They were right there.

And despite all his intelligence, there was still so little he could do.

His genius mind immediately began searching through every possible option, trying to identify another card he could play.

Then the sound of Justin Hammer grandstanding for reporters drifted into the command tent.

Tony’s mood somehow worsened.

The man had finally quieted down during the night—presumably because he had gone to sleep.

Now that daylight had returned, he was energetic again.

Part of the reason was simple.

Hammer Industries kept delivering supplies in waves.

Every shipment created another opportunity for publicity.

Stark Industries was doing exactly the same thing.

The difference was that Tony Stark had no interest in performing for cameras.

Because Justin occupied so much media attention, many other companies providing assistance received virtually no coverage.

Their executives hadn’t come in person.

No flashy speeches were being made.

No photographers were invited.

Only volunteers quietly unloaded supplies and carried them into storage areas where they could be distributed as needed.

Listening to Hammer’s endless noise, Tony found himself regretting one thing.

Why had he brought an airtight tent...

Instead of one with proper soundproofing?

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Just as Tony was trying to figure out how to solve his latest headache, a disturbance erupted outside.

”What now?”

There wasn’t any obvious loud noise.

Yet powerful gusts suddenly battered the command tent.

The fabric snapped and fluttered violently.

Already irritated, Tony immediately headed outside with the intention of yelling at someone.

Wearing his respirator, he stepped out of the tent.

Then he stopped.

Hovering nearby was a dark gray aircraft descending vertically.

Its general silhouette resembled an SR-71 Blackbird reconnaissance plane.

The tremendous wind pressure came from its engines.

Yet despite its size, the aircraft produced remarkably little noise.

That alone captured Tony Stark’s attention.

A machine capable of generating that much thrust without the expected roar of a jet engine...

Now that was interesting.

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