So, Mr. Tourist from another World, I suppose I'll be your tour guide in this World."
Tony Stark smiled, then continued to Zhou Xuan:
"Mysterious Zhou, please display your wonders and lead us out of this desert."
After he finished speaking, he ungracefully began to change his pants.
Zhou Xuan glanced at Tony Stark, then sensed the World's elemental energy and said:
"No problem, let me sense the nearby life force. Once I determine the direction, we'll set off."
"Oh, that's incredible, you can even sense life force?" Tony Stark asked.
"Otherwise? How do You think I found You?" Zhou Xuan retorted.
"So that's it, I thought it was also the World's guidance?" Tony Stark first murmured, then tentatively asked:
"Zhou, what's your sensing range? And to what extent can you achieve in terms of precision?"
"I just arrived in this World, and my strength is greatly suppressed, so I can't give You exact data. However, Tony, the energy aura in your chest is too obvious; I sensed it from twenty kilometers away earlier.
As for precision, it becomes more refined as the range shrinks."
Tony Stark raised his eyebrows, able to sense twenty kilometers even while suppressed. If he wasn't suppressed, how far could he reach? A hundred kilometers?
Based on the speculation that sensing range equals attack range, wouldn't that mean when this otherworldly person is at full strength, he could perform super-horizon strikes over a hundred kilometers?
How could ordinary people survive this? He's practically a humanoid missile.
"Such a marvelous ability, truly incredible. To be honest, I also wish I had these; they're too enviable." Tony Stark asked tentatively again.
"Tony, if You truly want to learn, I can teach You and guide You into the door of power!" Zhou Xuan raised an eyebrow, speaking to Tony Stark with a part of his attention.
And when Tony Stark heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
No matter which World, some rules are the same: that is, exchange of interests.
It's just that Tony Stark didn't know what he would have to pay to gain this miraculous power from Zhou Xuan.
Hopefully, Zhou Xuan wouldn't propose demands he couldn't fulfill.
"Zhou, I very much want to learn your kung fu. I wonder what I need to pay to learn it." Tony Stark said directly, already prepared to be heavily fleeced.
Who doesn't want superpowers? Even he, a billionaire, is no exception.
Moreover, he was even more eager; he desperately wanted to know how powerful he would be if he had superpowers and then put on his improved armor.
"Tony, although I entered legally. In the government's eyes, I'm an undocumented person…" Zhou Xuan began.
Tony Stark's eyelids twitched; clearly, Zhou Xuan's 'legal entry' was likely different from the legal entry procedures of various countries on Earth.
"As long as You, Tony, can arrange my identity, that's enough."
"Is that all?" Tony Stark frowned: "You know, this request is too easy for me; many others could also do it."
"No, Tony, others are others, You are You. Can they compare to You? What I value is our friendship." Zhou Xuan said bluntly.
"Yes, no one can compare to me." Tony Stark smiled confidently:
"What identity do You want, Zhou?"
"A mysterious martial artist living in seclusion in New York." Zhou Xuan said concisely.
Tony Stark had an expression that said, 'You're kidding me.'
"Don't look at me like that. My identity in this World is 'mysterious martial artist.' So mysterious that everything in my past is blank; You won't find anything even if You try to investigate."
Tony Stark's speechless expression +1
"Oh, alright. So, Mr. Mysterious Martial Artist, I've always been curious how powerful You are?" Tony asked.
"How powerful? I can only say that small-caliber firearms no longer threaten me." Zhou Xuan said calmly.
"Wow… ordinary firearms can't harm You? That's not good news for some people." Tony Stark exclaimed.
"It's just ordinary thermal weapons. Don't tell me the government hasn't prepared countermeasures for extraordinary beings like us?" Zhou Xuan retorted.
In the Marvel Universe, black technologies emerge endlessly. Zhou Xuan felt that even at his peak, he couldn't single-handedly resist government armed forces and withstand those powerful tactical weapons, strategic weapons, and space-based weapons, let alone in his current weakened state.
Tony Stark smiled, not taking Zhou Xuan's words.
Stark Industries is a Military company, and a giant in the arms industry at that. How could he not understand the power of modern thermal weapons?
Although some super-powered individuals possess extremely powerful abilities, they are still not enough when facing the state apparatus.
These thoughts flashed by, and Tony asked again: "Is just a legal identity enough? Don't You need a leisurely job?
For example, my private kung fu consultant? Anyway, You'll be teaching me kung fu. How about a monthly salary of fifty thousand U.S. dollars?"
Zhou Xuan's eyebrow twitched slightly; he didn't decline and smiled, "No problem."
"Then where do You want to live? Manhattan center, next to my Stark Tower, would that be okay?" Tony Stark continued to ask, evidently planning to keep Zhou Xuan, this visitor from another World, under his watchful eye, while also learning superpowers.
After a brief moment of thought, Zhou Xuan agreed. Anyway, he was going to settle in New York, where most of the plot takes place, so letting Iron Man arrange his residence was fine.
"Tony, it's my fortune to have a wealthy friend like You. I think my future life will definitely be very exciting."
With a self-satisfied smile, Tony Stark continued:
"The premise of an exciting life is to get out of this desert. Zhou, tell me, which way should we go to get out? I'm already eager to eat a delicious cheeseburger."
Zhou Xuan pointed to the sky, and in Tony's thoughtful expression, he said:
"No need to rush. Just now, I sensed something in the sky watching us. I guess it should be your satellite looking for You."
"Oh! That's great, I…" Tony Stark's words caught in his throat, and his smile began to stiffen.
Because he remembered that he had just been changing his pants without any cover.
Tony's mouth twitched, and he asked Zhou Xuan:
"Zhou, when do You think the satellite found us?"
"Just now, hmm… it might also have been when You were taking off your pants, or maybe even earlier?" Zhou Xuan said with a grin.
A fine sweat broke out on Tony Stark's forehead; he felt his heart beating twice as fast as usual.
He remembered selling several new satellites to the Military before, clear enough to see a newspaper on the ground.
If the satellite above was one of those, then the captured footage must be beautiful.
And if the photos were to circulate, it would be even more beautiful…