Going out to play, Tony pondered in silence, then said: "But my armor research isn't finished yet. I can't get away right now."
Guan Heng exclaimed dramatically: "Brother, if you always stay cooped up in the lab, your designs will hit a dead end. Why don't you just listen to me and come out to play?"
After thinking it over, Guan Heng said: "Let's go... hmm, let's just go out to sea! These two days are the weekend, I'm off too. Let's take your yacht and have a two-day, one-night sea carnival. We can also invite a couple of cute girls to spice things up. This is also for recharging, so when we start working again, we can go full throttle with energy."
But Tony still wanted to consider. Compared to taking a vacation, he preferred to continue his armor research, as it was his life's work.
"Stop hesitating! How about this?" Guan Heng's eyes rolled as an idea struck him. "I have some suggestions for modifying your armor, guaranteed to be fresh ideas you've never heard before. Let's go out to sea together, and I'll tell you about them then."
Guan Heng thought to himself: In movies and comics, I've seen at least dozens, if not hundreds, of Iron Man armors. I can just tell him a few, and a minor spoiler won't strike me down with lightning. Besides, Thor is also our buddy, why should I be afraid of anything?
These two days were the weekend. Peter was with his girlfriend. Guan Heng, with nothing to do, wanted to take advantage of the wealthy Tony to meet some pretty girls and go out to sea together. Superheroes needed vacations too.
Because of Guan Heng's earlier suggestions about the armor, Tony was already won over by his whimsical ideas. After thinking about it, he realized taking a break wouldn't be bad.
"Alright, you've convinced me. I think I've been a bit tired lately and should take a break to recharge," Tony said with a smile. "Then let's go out to sea."
On the sea, a golden, streamlined luxury yacht sliced through the azure waves. To onlookers, the ship was incredibly cool.
The deep blue sea churned and foamed behind the yacht's powerful propellers, the rolling waves trailing behind the ship like a white mermaid's tail.
The clear sky was cloudless, and the scorching sun baked everything.
This ship was nearly seventy meters long, Tony Stark's private treasure. It had two levels, equipped with all sorts of modern facilities, and even an automatic navigation system. It was truly incredibly advanced.
Guan Heng stood by the deck, leaning against the railing. He was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt with large floral patterns and shorts, exuding the air of a casual young master.
Pushing up his sunglasses, Guan Heng sighed: "Rich people's toys are indeed different. Heh heh, a very comfortable sea trip."
"Hey, want an ice beer?" Tony suddenly poked his head out from the lower deck, waving a bottle and tossing it over. Guan Heng called out, and the other person, following his cue, tossed it upwards. Guan Heng smiled and casually waved his hand, unleashing an invisible Qi Control technique. He instantly caught the bottle in his hand.
It seems hard practice does have its benefits, Guan Heng thought, looking at the bottle in his hand. As long as I master the Qi Control techniques of the Iron Fist lineage, I can also learn the second level of the Corpse Control Secret Method.
The Corpse Control Secret Method Guan Heng obtained divided corpse control into three levels: Essence, Qi, and Spirit, from shallow to deep. Using Essence Blood to draw profound magic circles on a zombie could control a single zombie. Using Qi Control to split off streams of Negative Qi Flow could control two to four zombies. Using the Split Spirit Control method, splitting off a wisp of Primordial Spirit into a zombie's body could control hundreds or more zombies. This Split Spirit Control had reached the profound level of using zombies as extensions of oneself.
So far, Guan Heng had mastered the first level, controlling zombies with Essence Blood magic circles. Coupled with his proficient mastery of the Qi Control techniques taught by the Kunlun Secret Realm, generating external Qi Flow from his body to control negative zombies was not too difficult. Only the third method, Split Spirit Control, was somewhat challenging.
But knowing the first two levels is enough. I don't have that many zombies to raise anyway, and the Corpse Storage Bag wouldn't hold them, Guan Heng wasn't greedy and knew when to stop.
He took a sip of beer, and a refreshing coolness filled his entire body. "So refreshing!" Guan Heng exclaimed comfortably.
Tony walked over to him and clinked his bottle against Guan Heng's. They both took a drink. Tony asked: "How do you find it?" Guan Heng, who had been lost in thought, suddenly snapped back to attention and smiled, saying: "Hmm, your yacht is really nice."
"I don't think you understood my meaning," Tony shook his head. "I'm asking how you're living in this world." "So-so," Guan Heng took another sip of beer and said leisurely. "Actually, to be honest, I'm doing quite well here. In my previous world, I was also alone."
Speaking of which, Guan Heng chuckled self-deprecatingly: "To relieve my loneliness, I chased the world's only decrepit zombie for ten whole years, for one reason: boredom. I had no family or friends there. No matter what, here I've met a whole bunch of friends, both familiar and unfamiliar."
Tony sighed: "Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. Honestly, when I brought you to this world without permission, I was helpless. I always wanted to apologize, but I never managed to say it. I'm sorry, brother."
"Haha, I stopped blaming you long ago," Guan Heng chuckled. "On the contrary, I should thank you for giving me such an exciting life. In fact, we both have restless spirits lurking within us. Enough of this sentimental talk, brother. This world needs you and me, that's why we exist, isn't it?"
"You make a good point." Clink! Two bottles collided. Guan Heng and Tony tilted their heads back and drank.
At that moment, a young woman poked her head out from the lower deck. She was tall and slender, yet possessed a full, beautiful figure. Her long, orange-gold hair was curly and playful. On her melon seed face, a pair of large eyes blinked with exceptional liveliness.
The girl called out, "Hey, you two! Dinner's ready! Come down and eat. The food will get cold soon, hurry up!"
Guan Heng and Tony exchanged a smile. The latter replied, "Thanks, Ai Wei. We're coming down now."
This girl was one of two models Tony had invited to join him on his sea voyage. Her name was Ai Wei. The other girl, with tanned skin, short brown hair, and a doll-like face, was named Lily.
Tony said to Guan Heng, "Let's go. Dinner's ready. We need to keep our strength up until we find that island I told you about."
Guan Heng replied, "Camping on the island's shore was your idea, but I always feel it's a bit unreliable. Are you sure you remember the island's exact location?"
"Trust me, brother," Tony said confidently. "I haven't forgotten it since I first visited the island when I was eight."
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