Marvel's Cultivator

In the halls of NORAD, analysts watching thousands of dots on a large screen, each representing an aircraft in flight, could not escape their eyes on any aircraft approaching North America.

Suddenly, a bright spot that was not on any planned route broke into the screen, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became tense instantly.

The staff immediately reported to the superior: "Sir, there is a UFO."

"Is it planned, or is it another agency's aircraft." The officer asked.

"No, sir."

"Could it be the Navy or something? Or an experimental aircraft?"

"I'm connecting!"

The entire hall immediately became busy, and the staff began to call and inquire with various units. This is not a joke. If any weapon attacks, then the matter will be serious.

"Give me satellite imagery! Got satellite imagery?" the officer urged.

When deciding whether to intercept, try to confirm the target first, so as not to accidentally injure friendly forces.

"No sir, he's too small to see clearly!"

"Are there patrol planes around here?" the officer said, staring at the blurry image on the screen.

Looking at the military real-time flight map on the screen, the staff replied: "No sir, but there is a team of f22 fighter jets performing security missions."

"Okay, let them intercept it! Contact Colonel Rhodes of the Weapons Research Department and let him come over!" The officer immediately ordered, and now it can be said that every second is racing against time, and any delay may cause a major accident.

Just when the headquarters was busy, Stark was shuttling through the white clouds in the sky. The world from this perspective felt extraordinarily beautiful. He was chatting with Liu Yuan while looking at the scenery.

"Liu, will you fall if you fly backwards?" Stark asked curiously.

Flying on the sword like stepping on a skateboard, will it be affected by gravity?

"No, not really, we are connected with the sword." Liu Yuan answered calmly.

Yujian will fall?This is only like this for a novice on the road. Anyway, he has learned very well and has never encountered such a situation.

"What about people who are afraid of heights?" Stark thought suddenly.

"Overcome by yourself, or you can take a flying boat." At this time, Liu Yuan found that Stark had become a curious baby, asking all kinds of weird questions.

After all, you have already cultivated immortality, and you told me that you are afraid of heights?But it's not impossible, some monks just can't overcome their fear of heights, so they are usually equipped with a flying boat, but this is really a very small number.

As long as a monk reaches a certain level, his body will become very strong. Even if he falls from a height of a thousand meters, it will be fine, and he will get used to it over time.

Just like myself, although I have never fallen, I probably don’t feel much when I come down from a height of [-] meters. Flying is like playing games on the computer. Are you afraid of heights when playing games?

Stark still wanted to ask questions, but at this moment, Jarvis reminded: "Sir, there is a phone call."

"Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone, hello?"

At this time, Colonel Rhodes, with dark skin and mustache, looked at the blurry target on the screen at the headquarters and asked, "Is it Tony?"

Stark felt that the voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was: "Which one?"

"It's me, Rhodes."

"Excuse me, hello?"

The sound insulation effect of the suit is not very good, Stark can't hear clearly, maybe the suit needs to improve the sound insulation effect.

Colonel Rhodes said again: "It's me, Rhodes."

This time Stark finally heard clearly, and he asked, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Rhodes felt a little strange when he heard the whirring sound from the microphone. Is the phone broken?But it could also be Stark's environmental problems.

"What sound?" he asked.

The sound of flying was heard, and Stark wasn't too flustered. He replied skillfully, "I'm driving a convertible sports car."

Roadster?The evil rich man, he is very busy now, but the other party is driving a convertible sports car leisurely, but Rhodes doesn't care so much, he needs Stark's help now: "I need your help!"

"Oh, is it strange?" Stark asked, and Rhodes didn't call him very often.

Rhodes nodded and said, "Yeah, speaking of strangeness, a terrorist base was destroyed by unknown people an hour ago, and it was in the Middle East."

The White House took this matter very seriously when it knew about it. After all, it would be terrible if such a big thing like the destruction of a base could be done silently.

Stark said: "What's so strange about that, isn't that a specialty product, and I call back and forth every day."

Rhodes seemed a little tired hearing Stark's words, and asked strangely, "Why are you out of breath, Tony?"

"Um... I just finished running in the canyon." Stark replied immediately, he didn't expect Rhodes to be so careful when asking him for help, and he could ask so many questions.

However, as an air force colonel, Rhodes was considered an occupational disease.

"Didn't you say you were driving?" Rhodes asked, feeling that Stark's words were out of line.

"Uh... yes, I just finished running and I'm driving now." Luckily, Stark was quick thinking and quickly circled over.

Rhodes said with some doubts: "So you really didn't do anything behind my back?"

"No!" Stark immediately denied.

How could he admit that he was using the Iron Suit?

"Target found!" The voice of the pilot came from the communicator in the hall.

Rhodes stared at the image on the screen and said: "Very good, now we have discovered an unknown target, and he is going to see God soon."

As soon as the voice fell, two f22s came behind Stark.

"It's nothing, I'll hang up first!" Stark hung up the phone immediately and began to maneuver to evade.

In the fighter plane, the pilot looked at the flying object in front of him and reported: "The war room, this is No. [-], the target has been found."

"No. [-] machine, what is that?" Rhodes picked up the microphone and asked.

"I have no idea."

The officer looked at the screen and asked, "Have you contacted by radio?"

"No response," Number One replied.

"Then you can attack!" the officer agreed.

Since there is no answer, shoot it down!The procedures have already gone, and even if something goes wrong, the responsibility is no longer on him, and maybe there will be credit for it.

"Tony, do you need help?" Liu Yuan asked closely beside Stark. He didn't mind doing this little favor. After all, a mere fighter jet can't beat a steel suit, but the premise is that the two sides are hostile to each other. Otherwise, the fighter plane would have no chance to jump.

In terms of maneuverability in the air alone, the suit can outshine fighter jets by twenty blocks.

Stark refused: "No, I will compare with them!"

Think of it as a simulated battle to collect data, he is still very confident in his battle suit.

"Jarvis, speed up!"