Chapter 4

Kunar Province, Afghanistan.

Located in the western mountainous region of Afghanistan, bordering Pakistan, Kunar Province is a true land of towering mountains, with the entire province almost entirely covered by towering, cloud-piercing peaks. It is a place rarely visited by people, with desolate and dilapidated scenery everywhere, and cell phone signals are virtually non-existent. Whether it's 10086 or 10010, you won't be able to get through.

After the thrilling rescue of Tony Stark, who was on the brink of death, with the help of Dr. Ethan, a doctor or scientist from the town of Gemila, Xunuo felt compelled to comment. It was truly remarkable that someone with such severe injuries could be saved, a testament to the protagonist's aura. After a whole day of shock, Xunuo finally understood his current situation.

Without a doubt, Xunuo was now in the world of the famous movie "Iron Man." In this world, the ring had used its energy to invade the network and arranged a new identity for Xunuo, that of a Chinese explorer, or a "traveler." Well, such a ridiculous identity was actually accepted by the armed militants, so Xunuo stopped complaining.

Xunuo, who had come to Kunar Province for mountain exploration, was captured by a group of armed militants. Coincidentally, Tony Stark's convoy was also attacked. Although Xunuo was said to have some medical skills, he almost vomited from the smell of blood and the sight of the dark red blood while cleaning Stark's wounds. Nevertheless, the armed militants used him as a doctor.

After the surgery, Stark fell into a coma. The armed militants left the cave to eat outside, while Xunuo and Professor Ethan stayed to take care of the unconscious Stark.

Xunuo, who had just come to his senses, received a notification from the ring. Although this world was based on the plot of "Iron Man," it did not mean that Xunuo could play a single-player simulation game according to the plot.

As a variable entering this world, Xunuo's existence had already altered the future course of this world. Everything would depend on himself, and he could not completely follow the plot.

The task assigned to Xunuo by the ring was very simple: to get Tony Stark to voluntarily give him a suit of Iron Man armor.

This world was the world of "Iron Man." For Xunuo, a variable, obtaining a suit of Iron Man armor meant disrupting the original rules of this world. After affecting the world's rule of power, the mysterious ring with great abilities could obtain the energy it needed through the changes in the rule of power. This was what the ring needed!

At the same time, the ring solemnly told Xunuo that its current energy was not enough to send him back to the modern world. If he could not complete the task, Xunuo might have to stay in this world. This was not good news for Xunuo.

"Do you like taking photos?" Ethan, who was holding a razor and standing in front of the mirror to shave, interrupted Xunuo's thoughts.

"Huh? What did you say?" Thanks to the education system, Xunuo's English was decent enough for basic communication.

"Aren't you an explorer? You've been to so many beautiful places. Don't you like taking photos to commemorate them?" Ethan turned his head to look at Xunuo, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt. "Or do you not like taking photos?"

"Ha ha ha~" Xunuo smiled, trying to think of a way to bluff his way through. But Ethan had already turned back to continue shaving. "I think you should pay more attention to the frying pan in your hand. That's our dinner, and it's about to burn."

"Ah?" Xunuo was taken aback. He looked down and saw a pot of something that looked like a paste in his hand. It seemed he had experienced a memory lapse.

After fumbling with a piece of wood to stir the pot, Xunuo thought about finding a topic to chat with Ethan. But at that moment, a groan of pain came from behind. Tony Stark had woken up.

Anthony Edward Tony Stark. An inventor, adventurer, billionaire, playboy, and a neurotic.

He had the most colorful life of his time, enjoying a luxurious and rich top-tier lifestyle. However, his company had brought harm to the world with endless weapons. So, retribution came. Stark was severely injured by his company's weapons and fell into the hands of armed militants. (This story follows the movie plot, not the comic plot.)

"Have something to eat." Sitting next to the sexy-bearded Stark with a bowl of porridge, Xunuo glanced at the battery on the table and then at the despondent Stark. "No matter what you want to do, you need to stay alive first."

"What have you done to me?" Stark's mood was undoubtedly like a herd of llamas galloping by. From a charming billionaire and playboy, he had fallen to this inhuman, ghostly state. The feelings of the people around him were understandable.

"What have we done?" Ethan, whistling, smiled. "We saved your life." He paused and continued, "You were injured, very badly. There were many shrapnel pieces in your body. Although we tried to remove as many as possible, many are still inside. These small pieces will flow into your heart with your blood. No one can save you then."

Xunuo cleared his throat to assert his presence. He stood up and handed a small glass bottle to Stark. "These are the shrapnel pieces we removed from your body. To save your life, we used an electromagnet to prevent the shrapnel from entering your heart. It's not very pretty, but it is indeed your life-saving machine."

Stark, with a look of disbelief, sat there for a while, opened his mouth to say something, but Xunuo suddenly frowned and whispered, "Someone's coming."

Xunuo knew this wasn't intuition but an improvement in his sensory acuity. Perhaps it was a side effect of mastering firearms? Xunuo wasn't sure, but if it was, it was a good thing.

Sure enough, a short while later, a group of armed militants rushed in, threatening Stark to build the Jericho missile for them. Perhaps other things were negotiable, but the phrase "the most famous mass murderer in history" had clearly affected Stark. Xunuo, standing beside him, could feel it clearly.

While Ethan was translating, Xunuo wasn't idle. Although he also raised his hands and stood beside Stark, his head slightly lowered as if he were very afraid, his peripheral vision was always on the gun of the nearest armed militant.

Xunuo felt that if he could get a gun, he could definitely take out everyone in the room. However, not only did he need to figure out how to get a gun under the watchful eyes of the armed militants, but even if he did, what then? This was a cave with only one exit, and there were so many people outside.

"Hey, ring," Xunuo asked in his mind, "Why do I feel like I'm not at all like a long-term worker who would be scared to wet his pants in this situation? I don't even feel afraid?"

With over a dozen armed militants holding weapons standing in front of him, he should be terrified, his legs shaking and about to wet his pants.

After all, Xunuo was just an ordinary person living in a peaceful and safe environment. He had never even seen the kind of violent scenes on the streets, let alone these fierce armed militants.

But now, Xunuo's mind was very calm, not only without any fear, but he was even thinking about how to seize the gun and take out all the armed militants.

"Do you think firearms mastery comes from nowhere?" the ring responded irritably. "It's the ability extracted and replicated from seasoned veterans and forcibly infused into your body. Not only the knowledge but also the mental imprints of those battle-hardened veterans. But these are hidden things, and how much you can understand is up to you."

"I see," Xunuo realized. No wonder he, who had only killed chickens during the New Year, could remain so calm in this situation. It was a side effect of mastering firearms. But it was a good side effect.

Of course, although Xunuo had firearms mastery, he had no experience using guns. He lacked practical experience. Without long-term practice, although he had a good feel for it, he couldn't fully utilize his skills.

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