Leo flew three thousand meters into the sky and looked around, only to suddenly realize that he had lost his bearings.
Without his phone's GPS, he was really quite uncomfortable.
He spread his wings and transformed into a streak of golden light, flying toward a direction that looked somewhat familiar.
After more than ten minutes, Leo walked out of a store in Africa with a free world map in his hand.
He began gesturing in the air.
This is Wakanda, and I'm here... here! If I keep going straight, I can reach Malibu directly. Looks like my memory isn't wrong.
He glanced at the direction.
The map in his hand fell to the ground, and Leo was already gone.
Leo flew rapidly toward Los Angeles, spending twenty minutes crossing the Arabian Sea, passing through India, and approaching the waters of the Bay of Bengal.
With his Golden Eyes open the entire time, a special and somewhat familiar figure suddenly flashed across his vision.
Stopping his forward movement, Leo hovered above a city in India—or rather, above a small town.
With a mental stat of twenty-five, along with the unusual figure visible to his eyes,
Leo could basically determine that the person buying food amid the crowd was Dr. Bruce Banner, who had been hiding in India.
In his eyes, the energy hidden within Dr. Banner's body far exceeded that of an ordinary person. It was like a twinkling star in the pitch-black night sky; as long as one observed carefully, it could definitely be seen.
He found an unoccupied corner and descended.
Here, Leo's Asian features caused no commotion whatsoever.
However, the clean, deep-colored, and highly textured Vibranium T-shirt and Vibranium shorts he wore still drew the gazes of the people around him.
Leo walked barefoot among the disheveled Indians.