"Hey, hey, stop it!"
Fang Ze, who was watching the show, heard what the Indian said, and suddenly felt the distance limit between the two parties, and instantly determined that this Indian bastard was his guest this time.
"Stop, stop, what are you going to do to my friend?" Fang Ze stood in front of the shithead and said to the two Indians.
"Your friend?" The two fat Indian men looked at Fang Ze suspiciously, and then continued, "You are a foreigner, right? Are you sure you are friends with this untouchable?"
"Who are you calling a bitch? I am Tony Stark, the chairman of Stark Industries. Can you understand what I say?!"
Before Fang Ze could speak, the Indian who called himself Stark rushed over and yelled again.
"In India, it is impossible for anyone to hide their surname!" one of the two fat men shouted to Stark. "Look at your ID card. Your surname is Stark and you are a registered untouchable. Do you want to pretend to be a foreigner? Look at your dirty look. People who have been in the toilet for a long time cannot appear in the hall in public!"
As the two fat men spoke, they waved the rag again and tried to hit Stark. Stark hurriedly hid behind Fang Ze, but Fang Ze couldn't dodge and was slapped twice on the face by the rag. Fortunately, it didn't hurt.
"What are you doing!" At this time, an Indian policeman wearing a guard uniform came over and shouted at the group of people.
"Police, I found a Dalit here." shouted the fat Indian man.
"Please call them scheduled castes, sir. This is no longer ancient times. Everyone should have the same rights in India!" The Indian policeman said and turned his attention to the dark-skinned Stark.
"Can you show me your ID card?"
"What ID card?" Stark was a little confused.
"That's the one you have in your pocket." The policeman pointed at a rectangular piece of paper in Stark's pocket.
"This?" Stark took it out and handed it to the police.
"Um, Tony Stark?" The policeman glanced at Stark. Although Stark didn't nod, the photo on the ID card was not much different from Stark, so he didn't think much about it.
"Are you here to buy a ticket?"
"No, I am..." Stark was about to say something when he saw Fang Ze who was standing aside and rushed over to grab Stark and said to the police, "This is my friend, we are indeed coming. Buying train tickets.”
"Your friend?" The policeman looked at Fangze, then at the downcast Stark, and said in broken English that was difficult to understand, "Here, be careful of liars."
The policeman probably thought that Stark was a liar and that Fang Ze, a foreigner, was the one who was deceived. Fang Ze couldn't explain anything to the policeman at this time, so he had no choice but to nod quickly to show that he understood.
After the police left, the two fat Indians also left. Stark immediately grabbed Fang Ze and asked, "You must be my landlord for this trip. Can you explain what is going on?"
"Wait a minute." Fang Ze motioned for Stark to quiet down, and then he led Stark out of the train station and to a nearby restaurant.
"First, tell me how you got here." Fang Ze was very curious about how Stark got here.
"I was in Vietnam to inspect the role of my company's new microchips on the battlefield, and I was caught in a trap and injured. I was captured by a Vietnamese warlord named Wang Qiu, who asked me to make weapons for him. I didn't want to do that, and there happened to be a mysterious A voice appeared in front of me and said that I could go to a very pleasant place to stay for five days, and my landlord would be solely responsible for everything, so I came."
After listening to Stark's words, Fang Ze finally understood where this guy came from.
When the heroes in the Marvel Universe were put on the big screen, many of the background stories of the missions were changed because of the global audience, including Iron Man.
In the original Iron Man comics, Tony Stark first appeared in the Vietnam War, not in the Middle East of the movie. However, the general flow of the plot has not changed much. Tony Stark was trapped in a trap in Vietnam, with a fragment inserted into his heart and was in danger, and was captured by a Vietnamese warlord named Wang Qiu.
Like the unlucky guy in the Middle East, the Vietnamese warlord also asked Tony to make weapons for him, and sent him an assistant, the Nobel Prize-winning physicist Yinsen Hou.
Then the two worked together to create the first-generation Iron Man suit. Hou Yinsen sacrificed his life in order to delay time. Tony killed Wang Qiu and his men to avenge Hou Yinsen, and then returned to China.
The early Iron Man comics were mixed with a lot of ideological color, and part of the main content was also related to the mythical beast. However, with the rise of opposition to the Vietnam War in the United States at that time, Iron Man comics had to change some settings. The place where Tony Stark was in danger was also changed from the Vietnam War to the Gulf War.
And then there were the Middle Eastern adventures in the movie.
However, although the plot has been changed, Stark's character is still the same, so the Mr. Iron Man in front of him is no different from the famous playboy Tony Stark who just appeared in the movie.
"I'm sorry. I was supposed to prepare a comfortable bedroom and five days of non-stop fun for you, but I came to India because of something personal."
"This is India?"
"Yes, New Delhi, the capital of India, and if nothing else happens, we will go to Hydepur, India soon."
"I think I might as well go back to Vietnam." After Stark knew what kind of country he had come to, he suddenly felt a little desperate.
"If you go back, you have to consider your heart problem." Fang Ze pointed at Tony Stek's body and said, "At least you have a healthy body now."
"Wait, I just wanted to ask, why do I look like this now?" Tony Stark looked at his dark body and hands, and stared at Fang Ze and asked.
"Well, you must have become an Indian." Fang Ze took out his phone and asked Stark to see his appearance based on the reflection of the phone's screen.
"I used to live in China, and all the guests would become Chinese when they arrived. And the reason why you became Indian may be because this is India."
"Okay, okay." Stark shook his head. Although he has become an Indian now, it is not too bad as Fang Ze said. After all, his original body had a hole in his heart. A fragment, I don’t know when it died.
"One last question, why did those two fat pigs call me a pariah just now!" Stark was so angry when he mentioned this matter.
"Show me your ID card." Fang Ze stretched out his hand and asked for Stark's ID card.
India is a country without ID cards, or to be precise, there was none before. And unlike other countries without ID cards, most people in India do not have social security cards, medical cards, or driver's licenses, so in the event of an accident, it is difficult to prove their identity.
It is very difficult for India, a federal system, to issue an identity card to each of its more than one billion citizens. However, the Indian government did not intend to let it go. Instead, it carried out a very bold plan.
That is to establish an identity database that records photos, personal information, irises, and fingerprints and blood types of Indian nationals.
Recording the irises of people across the country is something that no country on earth has done so far. No matter how much you laugh at India's work efficiency, people have indeed started this work slowly. Although several years have passed, this work is still It's not finished yet, but it has made great progress compared to before.
Some of them were assigned their own twelve-digit ID number and a paper-like card, which can be called an identity card.
However, it is worth mentioning that although the personal database represented by this ID card records the iris information of Indians, making India the most advanced iris recognition country in the world, these iris recognition related technologies are from a Chinese company. which provided.
In addition to China, the United States has also provided a lot of technical assistance, allowing India to directly use iris to verify identity and handle related businesses in some of the most advanced places.
As for why two countries that do not have citizen iris information databases are so kind to provide help to India, the reasons are self-evident.
These data are stored in the computer and not on this card. In addition to the various identity information forged by Big Meow on Stark's identity card, the largest font is Stark's name.
Tony Stark.
As mentioned before, untouchables in India are excluded from the four major castes, and their surnames are called scheduled castes. Basically, anyone who does not belong to the four major castes has scheduled attributes and is a scheduled caste. So if a foreigner settles in India and becomes an Indian national, unless a Brahmin is willing to help change the surname to one of the four major castes, once you become an Indian national, your name will be one of the scheduled castes in India, and your status will be It will also change from Kshatriyas who originally enjoyed certain privileges to untouchables.
This is the problem that Stark encountered. Because Stark does not belong to one of the four major castes in India, he is counted as a scheduled caste in the ranks of untouchables.
After Fang Ze explained to Sterk, our Mr. Iron Man stared at Fang Ze with his eyes wide open, "You mean, during the five days I am here, I can only be a pariah?!"
"Of course not." Fang Ze patted Stark on the shoulder and said, "Although your appearance cannot be disguised as a foreigner, you can forge your surname and tell others that you are a Sudra or Vaishya. Anyway, as long as you don’t let others see your ID card, it’ll be fine.”
"Can't I say that I am a Kshatriya or a Brahmin?"
"Kshatriyas are OK, but Brahmins have difficulties." Fang Ze explained to Stark, "High castes and low castes in India are not the same kind of people. People of high castes are very white and can be seen at a glance. And There is a saying in India that Brahmins are Brahmins everywhere, just because Brahmins look different from other castes. If you pretend to be a Brahmin like this, you will be beaten to death."
"Okay, okay." Stark was completely speechless. To be honest, if he hadn't been so unlucky that he was about to die, he would have almost wanted to go back immediately.
"By the way, how did those two people know that you are a pariah?"
"Because when I opened my eyes, I found that I was in a particularly dirty toilet. Two Indians across from me were wiping their buttocks with their hands, and I was holding my ID card in my hand and being raped by these two people. An Indian saw it."
"Why didn't you resist when they beat you?" Fang Ze was a little curious. Because Stark's temper is not very good, and he is not powerless after taking off the armor. Stark's fighting ability is not bad. It may be lower than his good friend Captain America, but it is much better than ordinary people.
"Didn't I just say that when I appeared in the toilet, they were wiping their buttocks with their hands?" Stark answered with a roll of his eyes after listening to Fang Ze's words.
"Yeah, so what's the matter?" Fang Ze asked puzzledly, "It's true that Indians wipe their buttocks with their left hand."
"After they wiped their butts with their hands, they had to find something to wipe their hands with." Stark looked at Fang Ze with a smile on his lips, "It's not that I can't beat the two of them, I just don't want those two rags Hit me."
"me!"
After hearing what Stark said, Fang Ze almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
This is why you hid behind me just now!
Why, could you have told me earlier? You were hiding behind me. Those two rags were on my face, but they were on one side!
"I didn't mean it." Stark shrugged innocently.
"I know you didn't mean it, you did it on purpose!" Fang Ze wanted to strangle this guy to death.
"The food is here. We can discuss this matter after dinner." Seeing Fang Ze like this, Stark quickly changed the subject.
The waiter brought over two plates. On the plates was something that was lumped into a ball. I don’t know what it was, but it had a strong curry flavor.
Fortunately, this is not a southern state, so there are cutlery next to the plate.
"What is this? Is it really edible?" Stark picked up the spoon and glanced at the sticky object on the plate, a little doubtful.
"How about you try it first." Fang Ze glanced at the food in front of him and was a little afraid to take a bite. Old Dong told him that the food eaten by the lower class people in India and the food eaten by the upper class people in India are two different concepts.
"Let me try it." Stark had been imprisoned in Vietnam for a long time and had never eaten anything delicious. At this time, he didn't care about the appearance. He took a spoonful and fed the food into his mouth.
Then.
"I want to vomit." Stark looked at Fang Ze with a distressed expression.
"If you knew where they made it, you would want to vomit even more." Fang Ze turned to look inside the restaurant and said to Stark.
Fang Ze's table faces the kitchen. He didn't notice it before because he was busy chatting, but now he glances at it and realizes that, let alone anything else, just the flies that are born to fly can make the two of them full.
"Ugh." Iron Man looked in the direction where Fang Ze's head turned, and finally couldn't help but vomit.
(End of chapter)