The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 498: He’s Got a Reactor Now
"Help me!"
"Uh... although you look quite pitiful asking for help right now, you did look pretty cool snapping your fingers at the end... Alright then..."
With a light chuckle and tease, Zhu Haomiao agreed readily, casting his gaze around. Everywhere he looked, the invisible Sword Qi sliced through thick armor, freeing Tony from the shell he was trapped in.
Crack crack~
The steel shell, which could withstand close-range rifle shots, abruptly came apart. Tony Stark felt a sudden lightness, astonished as he looked at the Mark 1 shattered on the ground.
As its creator, he knew best how strong Mark 1’s defense was. When the latches deformed and twisted due to external force, he thought he would be trapped in the powerless armor!
Under the Afghan desert sun, just a few dozen minutes, and he would be roasted sizzling like those tank soldiers burned alive in WWII!
On the other side, picking up a bewildered Tony gently, various parts dropped to the ground, yet the ark reactor embedded in his chest stayed as solid as a fortress, as if it had grown into his body.
Tsk... indeed, it’s a Heavenly Destiny-made item, not for others to covet...
Without expression, Zhu Haomiao averted his gaze, half-supporting and half-carrying Tony towards the SUV on the other side of the dune.
Meanwhile, Tony also noticed the mystical nature of his savior. Struggling with himself, he finally couldn’t resist his innate curiosity and asked. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
"What method did you just use to tear off Mark 1?"
"Sword Qi."
"Sword Qi? A skill to dismantle stuff?"
"Uh... kind of."
Pursing his lips, Zhu Haomiao momentarily didn’t know how to explain.
Right then, Tony suddenly caught sight of two heaps of dry industrial waste by his feet, his eyes narrowing sharply.
Ordinary people might overlook them, but those twisted, broken clothing scraps told him they were likely the corpses of two terrorists!
Gulp~
Swallowing hard, Tony Stark stealthily glanced at the handsome and sunny boy in black, wisely pretending he hadn’t seen anything.
I better not ask...
Let’s talk about it once we’re out of danger...
Bam~
Throwing Tony into the front passenger seat, the cool air blowing on him finally made him feel alive again.
"Do you know where to go?"
"Wait a second, let me take a look."
There just happened to be a laptop in front of him, and Tony Stark operated it skillfully, quickly understanding their current situation.
"Head east. I’ve contacted the US military base; they’ll send planes to pick us up."
"OK."
Following Tony’s direction, Zhu Haomiao slammed the accelerator, and the car shot out instantly.
As the nightmarish camp grew fainter and fainter in the distance, Tony Stark’s tense nerves gradually relaxed, revealing a light-hearted smile.
"I’m Tony Stark. What’s your name?"
"Zhu Haomiao."
"Zhu? Chinese?"
"Mm-hmm."
His gaze sweeping over Zhu Haomiao’s elegant dark outfit, Tony Stark frowned slightly.
Wearing pure black under the desert sun and not a drop of sweat...
Piecing together the hints he had observed, Tony Stark realized he had encountered an extraordinary person.
With a solemn expression, Tony Stark gazed sincerely at the side profile of the young man.
"Zhu, thank you for saving my life. I’ll do my best to repay you. What do you want?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao gave a sly smile and glanced at his chest.
"I want this, can I?"
"......"
Hesitating for just a second, Tony Stark decisively nodded.
"Alright, but wait until I get back to make a new one. If I take it off now, I’ll die immediately."
"I’m not in a rush."
Zhu Haomiao looked straight ahead, chuckling softly.
Sensing the black-clad youth was affable and seemed harmless, Tony’s tense mood slowly relaxed, his innate curiosity gradually emerging.
"Earlier, you mentioned something about snapping fingers at the end. What did you mean? It sounded like it had another meaning."
Surprised, he glanced at him, not expecting him to catch such a casual remark with such acuity. Zhu Haomiao was about to explain when suddenly, a thunderous boom echoed from the sky.
Boom!
The sudden loud noise startled Tony Stark, making him shiver as he looked bewilderedly at the clear skies.
"What the hell..."
Across the way, Zhu Haomiao clicked his tongue helplessly, finally understanding where those enigmatic people came from.
"Tsk, secrets of Heaven can’t be revealed, you’ll know it someday."
"Huh?"
Tony bore a puzzled look, scratching his head in discomfort.
Inexplicably, he had a premonition that this question was significant for him!
But no matter how much he urged, Zhu Haomiao only smiled cryptically, leaving him no choice but to give up.
Not long after, several small black dots quickly grew larger on the horizon, whirling helicopters surrounded the SUV.
Stepping out of the car, Zhu Haomiao barely had time to speak before a group of soldiers surrounded him with guns raised, shouting sharply.
"Hands up! Get down!"
Still inside the car, Tony Stark saw things were going awry, struggling with his dehydrated, exhausted body to open the door, only to find that the situation outside changed dramatically.
Frowning slightly, Zhu Haomiao lifted an eyebrow, the vague, semi-transparent Sword Qi flitted through, instantly shredding all soldiers’ guns and clothes into fragments.
With precise control, the destruction was released delicately, not injuring a single inch of skin.
With the sound of gun fragments clattering down, the dozen naked robust men holding only gun stocks were left dumbfounded with their mouths agape.
"Hands up! Get down!"
Zhu Haomiao wore a gentle smile, his tone soothing, as though instructing a child.
Yet, the soldiers’ combat-hardened sixth sense warned them of the chilling presence, decisively throwing down their gun stocks and raising their hands high.
Witnessing this scene, the black officer who followed them off the plane was visibly displeased, hurriedly trying to mediate.
"What are you doing? This is Tony’s savior! Get out of here, quick!"
Meanwhile, Tony Stark finally managed to climb out of the car: "Don’t misunderstand, they’re allies!"
But the bare-chested men with raised hands dared not move, gazing at the black-clad youth with pleading eyes.
Inexplicably, they felt a sharp coldness pressing against their backs, ready to pierce their hearts at the slightest movement.
Elsewhere, not bothered to bicker with these muggles, Zhu Haomiao waved them off with a smile.
"Scram."
Upon hearing this, the brawny men, feeling as if pardoned, hastily squeezed into a helicopter, no longer daring to step out.
"Tony, are you okay?"
The black officer rushed to support his friend, and after a quick check, he temporarily sighed with relief.
All superficial wounds, no life-threatening danger.
"He’s got an issue; he’s got radiation exposure now."
Pointing at the ark reactor on Tony’s chest, Zhu Haomiao hinted with a smile.
Following the youth’s gaze, the black officer looked at Tony with a questioning look.
