But business matters, and after a little habituation, Moan flew in the direction of Tony.

......

Grunt, grunt.

Tony's mouth was hard enough, and he didn't soften after being poured water for two days, so the terrorists next to him had to put a hood on him and push him to stagger out of the cave.

After walking out of the cave for a while, Tony's head was removed from the ground hood, and after a brief glare of acclimatization, he could see where he was.

It was supposed to be the stronghold of this group of terrorists, with simple sheds built haphazardly, and a lot of people coming and going, as if they were rushing to the market, if you ignore the guns they carried in their hands.

Tony hugged the battery and looked around as he walked.

The people around him were also watching him.

He saw many weapons cases with Stark Industries' trademarks, large and small, of all kinds.

"Do you feel anything?" The leader of the terrorists stood still in front of a pile of heavy weapons, turned to Tony, and said.

"He asked you how you felt." The old man was translating.

"You... I have a lot of my weapons. Who else could feel anything in this situation, Tony had to say casually.

The leader muttered a lot of words and gestured to the old man.

"He said that they have the conditions to let you make Jericho missiles, as long as you give them a list of materials."

"I'll let you go after that."

When the leader saw that the old man had finished speaking, he held out his hand to Tony.

Tony hesitated, but finally smiled and shook it.

"He won't." Tony didn't squint and whispered.

"Of course not." The old man responded with the same smile.

When Moan arrived in Afghanistan, it was already the afternoon of the second day, after all, it was his first flight after being a human being, and he didn't dare to fly too fast.

Not far from his landing, he saw Tony talking to the leader of the terrorists through his super vision.

Compared to the way he looked when he first met Tony, he now looks like a down-and-out son, with a bitter face and languishing, and it seems that he hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

Mo An looked at the stronghold, and then at the cave in the distance, he felt that now was the perfect opportunity to sneak into the cave, but in broad daylight, he couldn't treat others as blind as a big target.

"If only I could be invisible," Moan muttered with a strong hint.

......

But there is no change in the body.

"Gan! I want to play Assassin's Creed, not Berserker's Creed! ”

Mo An, who did not believe in evil, released a black light, and thought about stealth in his heart.

As expected, the moment the black light came into contact with the air, it began to slowly become transparent, extending all the way to Mo An's body until he disappeared out of thin air.

"Damn, you really can!" Mo An was pleasantly surprised.

In his field of vision, a transparent film has been draped on the outside of his body, wrapping himself to reflect all the light, achieving the purpose of invisibility.

"I'll just say, as an ancient doomsday, how can you not even be invisible, the one next door should just disdain it."

Mo An swaggered behind the old man and followed them into the cave.

When night falls, the cave is unusually cold and wet, and Tony and the old man have to build a bonfire to dispel the cold.

"The people of the army must be looking for you," the old man paced back and forth, "but they have a hard time finding here." ”

Tony ignored him, his eyes fixed on the flames in front of him.

The old man squatted down not far from Tony, looked at Tony and said, "Look, what you just saw is your masterpiece, your research results, and in the hands of those murderers, do you really plan to sit back and wait to die?" Don't you want to do something? This is Tony Stark? This ......."

"Why am I going to do anything, they're going to kill me and kill you anyway." Tony's tone was devoid of spirit, leaving only a faint despair, "Even if they show mercy, I won't live long."

"Do you think so? Tony? A gentle voice sounded from behind them, but they looked back in horror.

On the shabby sofa, Mo An, dressed in casual clothes, was sitting upright, looking at Tony and the old man with a smile on his lips.

"Mo... How could it be—" Tony muttered as he shook his head as he stepped back uncontrollably.

"Tony, do you know him?" The old man couldn't help but ask, Tony looked like this.

"He's the manager of the most popular coffee shop in Manhattan, and as you can see, he came to Afghanistan from New York and appeared in front of us."

"But there wasn't anyone in that position ten seconds ago." The old man muttered.

The worldview of the two top scientists has been strongly devastated.

At this time, Tony's eyes suddenly thought of something, and a divine light called "hope" burst out in his eyes, he walked forward quickly, grabbed Mo An's arms, and said urgently: "Mo, how did you get in, there must be other secret passages here, right?!" ”

"Of course I came in with you." Mo An laughed.

Tony was stunned, "But I'm obvious..."

"It's just a little trick." Mo An pointed to the camera above, "Just like this camera, it can't see me now." ”

"Is this a superpower? Or what, is it possible for me—" Tony looked at Moan wistfully.

Mo An shook his head, "This is not a superpower, Tony, this is what I learned from books, I usually let you read more books, you don't, you have to pick up girls." ”

The Book of Emperor Weishan is also a book.

Is there a problem?

No problem.

Tony:?

Old man:?

Tony didn't dwell on this, "Then can you use this... Eh, knowledge, get me out? I'll give you whatever you want! ”

"Of course I'm here to save you, but not in this way." Moan said slowly, "Tony, what are you going to do if I don't show up here today?" ”

"I—" Tony was speechless.

"According to what you meant before, you seem to be ready to be killed?" Moan asked.

"But what can I do? I don't have the knowledge you have. ”

"You've got the knowledge, Tony, right here." Moan pointed to his head,

"Your most precious things are here."

"Don't blame me, this is the way you have to go."

"It's a trial..."

"It's even about the rest of your life."

"You have to come out on your own."

"Think about it, what are you best at? Is it a weapon? No, you've inherited Howard Stark's proudest ability, thinking. ”

"I'll help you."

After speaking, Mo An's body slowly disappeared.

Tony sat on the couch, oblivious to the strange sight, but his eyes flashed with wisdom again.

During dinner, Tony suddenly called out to the old man, "Hey. “

"What's wrong? I remember I didn't put jalapeño sauce. The old man was a little puzzled.

"Let's get out of here, with their weapons." Tony looked at the old man, his eyes swept away the previous decadence, and he was bright.

"I can't ask for it." The old man put down the cutlery in his hand and picked it up instead of his former authority as a scientist.