Arrival and Search

In the Middle East, at a US military base, a plane descended from the sky.

Soldiers were already prepared to receive it, and they were all from the military.

It could be said that recently, those disembarking from Stark Industries' private planes were all lawless mercenaries. If they weren't strictly supervised upon entering an American military base, who knew what kind of actions they might take.

But this time, as the soldiers guarded the plane and watched the people disembarking, they were a bit bewildered.

It was different from what they had expected. They had initially thought that a large number of disheveled or exceptionally fierce mercenaries would be stepping off the plane. However, only two people, a man and a woman, were now descending. And both of them gave off a completely harmless vibe.

"Excuse me, why are there only the two of you on the plane? Where are the other mercenaries?" a superior officer couldn't help but step forward and ask Saitama and the other person.

"The other mercenaries? They probably got some clue mid-flight and decided to parachute out," Skye said, looking inexplicably confused, as if she had no idea what was going on. One had to admit, women's acting skills were truly remarkable, even for someone like Skye who had never studied acting.

"Parachuted out mid-flight?" The officer was dumbfounded. They hadn't expected those mercenaries to pull off such a stunt.

"They must have gotten some information. But it's so detestable that they didn't even consider telling us. They're discriminating against us, thinking we don't look like mercenaries at all, and even suspecting us of being impostors. It's too much," Skye began to complain.

Looking at Skye and Saitama, the officer also felt that they weren't mercenaries at all. It was more likely they were impostors.

Because Saitama and Skye looked delicate, with no calluses on their hands, showing no signs of training. He even doubted if they had ever used firearms.

With such appearances, calling them mercenaries would surely make them seem like impostors.

However, this had nothing to do with him. Saitama and Skye were people hired by Stark Industries. Even if they were impostors, it was Stark Industries that would be deceived. Moreover, recently, mercenaries were arriving at their base daily, not only disrupting their normal order but also causing a lot of trouble. This was, of course, due to the disappearance of Tony Stark, the boss of Stark Industries.

But Tony Stark was not well-liked by men in the first place. Coupled with the mess he made of the base, they would actually be happy to see Stark Industries being fooled by impostors.

"Follow me. This is where you mercenaries hired by Stark Industries will temporarily rest. We've also prepared a lot of operational tools for you. Well, alright, the two of you won't need that much. In fact, a single jeep should be enough for both of you. By the way, this jeep is the same model Tony Stark was riding before he disappeared, the Happy Jeep. It's equipped with enough water and food, so you won't have to worry about insufficient supplies while searching for Tony Stark. If it's just the two of you, this Happy Jeep can hold enough water and food for more than half a month. However, I don't recommend packing too much. The weather here is too hot, so I think returning once a week at most is the best frequency for your operations. And also..."

The officer was quite dedicated, rambling on and on. Of course, it might also be because the officer was a chatterbox. Or, there was another possibility: there was a woman here, Skye, who was quite beautiful. Plus, after three years in the military, even a sow would look like a beauty. It was very difficult to encounter an attractive woman in a place like this.

Skye was also quick-witted. She noticed that the officer loved to talk, especially to her, as if he had something to say to her. So, Skye consciously guided the officer, extracting a lot of information from him.

When Tony Stark disappeared, where he disappeared, how many people had already searched for him, and which places had already been searched, and so on. Skye asked a lot of questions, both useful and useless.

"Let's go, Saitama, let's go! For One Hundred Million Dollars!" Skye shouted excitedly to Saitama.

"Oh, oh, oh," Saitama responded blankly.

The two of them got into the Happy Jeep, the same model Tony Stark had ridden before his disappearance, as mentioned by the officer, and headed in the direction the officer indicated as most likely to find Tony Stark.

It seemed they were going to rely on the Happy Jeep for travel, but in reality, Skye's intention was just to put on a show. After driving the Happy Jeep out of sight of others, Saitama would begin his search.

After all, with Saitama's speed, it wouldn't take too long even if he wanted to cover the entire Middle East. As for Skye, she would help Saitama with positioning. The two of them would maintain contact, at least so Saitama wouldn't get lost.

Endless yellow sand, with occasional specks of green, looked particularly desolate.

"In this godforsaken place, if it weren't for One Hundred Million Dollars, I would never come here." Even with air conditioning, sitting in the car, Skye felt a bit stifled, especially with the ground being almost entirely the same color, which made her feel even more depressed.

"One Hundred Million Dollars. Speaking of which, Skye, what is One Hundred Million Dollars?" Saitama, hearing the phrase "One Hundred Million Dollars" repeatedly from Skye, couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm, One Hundred Million Dollars is a lot, a lot of money. Enough money that we couldn't spend it all even if we ate, drank, and played for our entire lives."

"Oh." Saitama blinked, not having a precise concept.

"As long as we have One Hundred Million Dollars, we won't have to buy discounted items from the supermarket every time. We can completely buy fresh, best-quality ingredients." Seeing that Saitama seemed unable to grasp the concept of One Hundred Million Dollars, Skye thought for a moment and explained it in a way Saitama could best understand.

"Really!" As expected, Saitama's eyes widened, his face full of shock.

"Of course. The prerequisite is that we have that One Hundred Million Dollars. So, from now on, will we only eat discounted items, or will we eat the best, highest-grade, freshest ingredients? That depends on you now." Skye patted Saitama's shoulder.

"No problem, leave it to me." Saitama said, excitedly opening the car door, jumping out, and preparing to set off.

"Wait!" Skye quickly called out to Saitama.

"Huh?"

"Put this on. It's a locator. It also has a communication function. This way, we can stay in touch."

"Skye seems very capable."

"Of course. Although I'm completely useless in terms of combat power, I'm a very capable hacker. I'm quite confident in logistics."