Unrest

"Saitama, how is it? Did you find any clues?"

Seeing Saitama return, Skye quickly opened the car door to let him in, while also offering him the instant noodles she had prepared along with other food.

Saitama sat in the car, the cool air conditioning instantly dispelling the furnace-like heat outside, making him feel comfortable. Just then, he took the food Skye handed him. This feeling was simply a pleasure.

"I didn't find any clues. Although I met many people before, I couldn't understand a word they were saying," Saitama said with some frustration.

"Ah, I forgot you can't understand the language here. But there's nothing we can do. You can't understand them, and they can't understand you, so communication is impossible. It seems we can't get information by asking around. But it's okay, with your speed, Saitama, you can cover the entire area in a few days. As long as Tony Stark is alive, you'll definitely find him," Skye encouraged Saitama.

She didn't want Saitama to give up halfway. After all, this was about One Hundred Million Dollars. Even though the days spent searching might not be pleasant, thinking about the money they would soon receive made Skye feel that this hardship was nothing. Well, speaking of which, it seemed all the hardship was for Saitama to endure, so Skye had no reason to talk about her own suffering.

"Understood. I've covered this area today. Although I encountered quite a few of those 'Terrorists' you mentioned, they were nothing. Next is this region," Saitama said, holding a map and marking the next route.

"Mm. But this area has already been checked by others, so you don't need to search it again. You can start from here..."

"Oh, oh, oh, I got it."

The next day, Saitama set out again, changing direction and charging out. However, on the second day, there was still no news or clues, and he returned empty-handed once again.

Still, it had only been two days, so Saitama and Skye could accept it. They had already prepared to stay here for a week. Moreover, although the environment was harsh, it wasn't unbearably so for Saitama. In fact, at this level, it was child's play for him, not even as difficult as his daily ten-kilometer runs back then.

Saitama and Skye were patient, but the militants, terrorists, and even mercenaries in the areas Saitama had passed through had suffered the worst luck in their lives.

On the first day, Saitama would still stop to ask questions and only retaliate when attacked. Later, when Saitama realized they couldn't communicate due to the language barrier, and that these people were not good individuals, he wouldn't even stop when he encountered them. He would just punch them directly.

Some of them didn't even realize what was happening before they were sent flying into the sky.

It wasn't that all the militants and terrorists in Saitama's path were eliminated, but at least sixty percent were dealt with casually.

For a time, even the terrorists in the entire Middle East region were on edge.

"Bang!"

The iron door was kicked open from the outside, startling Tony and Yinsen. They turned around and saw the grim-faced terrorists.

"When will the Jericho Missile be ready?" The terrorist grabbed Tony by his collar and lifted him, forcing Tony to stand on his tiptoes to ease the pressure.

"I, I don't understand what you're saying. I can't understand. Yinsen, Yinsen, explain quickly, what's going on?" Tony panicked and shouted to Yinsen beside him. He felt guilty, worried that the terrorists had discovered he wasn't making the Jericho Missile for them and were here to punish him.

"Calm down, calm down. We've been working hard, trying our best to make the Jericho Missile for you. Really, we've given it our all." Yinsen tried to rush forward to rescue Tony but was held by the shoulders by two other terrorists, so he quickly shouted.

"Tell me, when will you be able to finish it!!!"

"We can't guarantee that. After all, there are too few tools available here, and there are only the two of us. We haven't slept properly in a long time, and we've been working hard, truly. We've really done our best," Yinsen explained.

The terrorist listened to Yinsen's explanation and looked at Tony and Yinsen's dark circles and bloodshot eyes. It was clear that their condition was indeed not good.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, he threw Tony down. Tony stumbled and ended up sitting on the ground. As it happened, there was a diamond-shaped piece of iron on the ground, and Tony's expression twisted. He almost got a hemorrhoid.

"Tony Stark. I know you've always held onto a sliver of hope, knowing someone would come to rescue you. That's right, they did come. Many people here have been attacked, but it's useless. This place is the most hidden; no one can possibly find it, not even satellites in the sky. So, give up that idea and honestly make the Jericho Missile for me, understand?" The terrorist coldly yelled at Tony, his voice turning into a roar on the last few words, spitting a face full of saliva onto Tony.

Tony wiped his face, completely bewildered. He couldn't understand a word the man was saying.

"Hmph!"

Seeing Tony's confused look, the terrorist snorted and left with his subordinates. Yinsen and Tony were left behind.

"Yinsen, what's going on? What do they want here?" Tony asked Yinsen blankly.

Yinsen shrugged, a smile appearing on his face. "They're anxious because your rescue team, Tony, is too powerful and has eliminated many terrorists in this area, so they're anxious. They're urging us to finish the Jericho Missile quickly. It looks like they might be scared."

"Oh." Tony's face couldn't help but show a bit of excitement and joy, even pride. "Of course. Who am I? Tony Stark. Honestly, if I sneezed, it could shake America three times. If I'm captured here, people outside would definitely be desperately looking for me. Because I am Tony Stark."

"Yes, yes, yes. Mr. Tony Stark, so what do we do next? Do we stop here and wait for rescue, or continue making your 'Jericho Missile'?"

"Hmm, of course, we continue. I've never been someone who passively waits," Tony said confidently.