The Unscientific Magnetic Field Rotation

Although Tony was deeply shaken by the War God's power, surrender was impossible. Even if he died, he would still refuse to admit defeat.

"It's only the Nine Heavens. I can solve it scientifically. I'm a scientist. I do research. I absolutely refuse to go onto the battlefield. And don't even think about making me fight in close combat. That's far too inelegant."

"Elegant? Let's see how elegant you are when someone smashes a fist into your head!" Zhan Liu looked at him sarcastically.

"What's that Chinese saying again? If the sky falls, someone tall will hold it up." As he spoke, Tony moved to stand beside Zhan Liu.

Tony was also 1.85 meters tall, which wasn't short, but standing beside the nearly two-meter-tall Zhan Liu, he still looked delicate and petite.

Especially since he had obtained his cultivation level through cheating. His body had not finished transforming, so he could only be considered a strong man among ordinary people. Compared with Zhan Liu, who looked as if he had been carved from marble, he appeared extremely thin and frail.

Although Tony had been through Afghanistan, he had not suffered any real setbacks and could only be said to have received a scare. Thus, his spiritual awareness was far below that of the original Iron Man.

The Tony of today was still a playboy, not Iron Man. To expect him to have the resolve to save the world would be giving him far too much credit.

"Fine, I'll remember those words. When I get the chance, I'll see what choice you make." Zhan Liu looked at Tony with a half-smile, making him shudder. He suddenly felt as if he had jinxed himself.

He hurriedly found an excuse to slip away. "I have an appointment with a beautiful woman for a physical examination. See you later."

With that, he scampered off.

After returning to the villa, he casually tossed aside his expensive suit, grabbed a bottle of beer, and entered the laboratory.

"Jarvis, are the DNA test results out?"

"The DNA test results are ready. They match your original genetic sample by 100 percent. Congratulations, sir. You are still human."

Tony let out a long breath of relief, but then he grew puzzled.

"How can they be the same? Can an ordinary human really reach my level?"

He extended one finger, making the objects inside the toolbox fly around.

"According to the instrument readings, a powerful magnetic field and the resulting invisible force field are indeed generated around you when you use your superpower. Based on the model analysis, this energy originates within your body, but more detailed data is needed to determine exactly how it is produced and which organs control it."

Jarvis continued, "Based on a rough assessment, this energy should originate from your cells. Ultimate Limit Qigong may have carried out a certain degree of mass-energy conversion within your body, allowing an ordinary person to possess nearly superhuman energy."

Tony furrowed his brows tightly, clearly finding the principle extremely difficult to understand and accept.

"Mass-energy conversion... Wow, that's truly astonishing! It makes sense in principle, but it completely conflicts with everything I learned about biology. In particular, there are many aspects of it that science has difficulty explaining."

"For example, with voltage and current this high, a person should have been reduced to charcoal long ago. Yet in reality, the current flows freely through my body, completely docile. Not only has it failed to harm me, it has even strengthened my body."

"Why?"

Tony pursed his lips and said, "My master can just cultivate according to the manual. He's illiterate, after all... But if I can't figure this out, I won't even be able to sleep at night."

"Sir, your words seem to violate the first rule of your sect: do not betray or insult your master. Be careful, or your master may come and purge the sect."

"Heh, how could he bear to? I'm such an outstanding disciple." Tony dismissed the warning and brushed it off.

"All right. Actually, I was trying to make a joke, but it seems it wasn't funny." Jarvis's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"Uh... Jarvis, you may need to add content about differences between Eastern and Western cultures to your humor module. Also, send a copy of my DNA test results to Uncle Obadiah. Judging by his expression yesterday, he was obviously scared out of his wits."

"Email sent successfully. That's understandable, considering how absurd the figures measured at the military base were. Your current attack and defense capabilities have already far surpassed those of a super-soldier like Captain America. Even among Mutants, very few possess abilities that can compare with yours."

"But at least Uncle Obadiah won't have to worry about my safety anymore. The people of Earth can no longer kill me. From now on, call me Superman! Oh, no, Superman is just a poor reporter. I need to add Batman too."

Tony spoke smugly.

"Do you need me to call you 'Super-Bat' from now on, sir?"

Tony was speechless. He sighed and said, "Jarvis, update your humor module again."

"Of course. Updating now... By the way, a visitor has arrived. According to his credentials, he is a government official from the 'Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.'"

"A government official? And from a department I've never heard of. He's definitely here to freeload. Don't let him in. From now on, you can directly turn away these riffraff. There's no need to ask me."

"Understood, sir. Visit denied... The firewall is under attack... He's gotten in."

Jarvis suddenly shut down, and the villa's power was cut off at the same time.

Tony frowned, rose, and left the laboratory, intending to teach the intruder a lesson.

He was now completely "Super-Bat" and no longer cared about ordinary human attacks. As a result, he had become even more arrogant.

When he arrived in the living room, a one-eyed, bald black man was sitting on the sofa. Dressed in a trench coat, he was filled with an air of arrogance and exuded an imposing presence.

When Tony entered, Nick was just about to speak when Tony pointed at him. Nick suddenly felt his body bound by a force field. He hurriedly called out, "Wait, don't attack yet..."

But it was already too late. Tony crooked a finger, and Nick smashed through the window and flew outside.

"No wonder my master always likes doing this. Throwing people around really is satisfying!" Tony shrugged, sat down on the sofa, and watched the black bald man storm back in.

Nick was also extremely frustrated. He had clearly prepared miniature devices designed to counter magnetic and electric fields, intending to give Tony a show of force. Who could have known that those devices would be completely useless against Magnetic Field Rotation?

This was too unscientific!

There was no helping it. Since his initial show of force had failed, he could only take a gentler approach.

"Tony, I'm Nick Fury. I was a friend of your father, Howard."

"Oh, really? I've never heard that he had a friend like you. You two haven't seen each other in over thirty years, have you?" Tony said sarcastically.