Tony Stark, You’ve Been Kidnapped!

Antarctica was sparsely inhabited, buried beneath glaciers year-round.

Suddenly, a figure streaked across the horizon, shattering the stillness before plunging directly into a frigid ice peak.

Inside an Ice Cave hundreds of meters deep, Peter casually tossed Tony Stark, whom he had forcibly brought here, onto the ground and slowly spoke.

"Mr. Tony Stark, I regret to inform you that you have been kidnap—"

"Bleurgh…"

However, Tony Stark could not respond to Peter at all right now. He only felt his stomach churning violently.

Although Tony had always longed for the sky and hoped that one day he could freely soar beneath the blue heavens through his own abilities.

At this moment, though, he was merely an ordinary person who got airsick.

"Blegh…"

Watching Tony lie sprawled on the ground and vomit his guts out, Peter did not forcefully interrupt him.

After all, anyone who went from a standstill to over ten times the speed of sound in an instant probably would not be much better off.

Several full minutes passed before Tony finally threw up everything in his stomach that he could possibly throw up.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr… Superman. What were you saying just now?"

Sitting weakly on the ground, Tony looked up at the unfamiliar… Superman before him, unable to understand why he had been brought here.

Sizzle.

Yet the only response he received was a gaze that gradually turned scarlet.

"Fuck, are you trying to kill me?"

He rolled across the ground in a miserable scramble, dodging the sweep of scarlet Heat Vision. Once on his feet, Tony immediately began cursing.

With a casual glance, Peter incinerated the foul-smelling vomit Tony had spewed out into ashes.

The red glow had yet to fade from Peter’s eyes. Staring directly at the ill-tempered Tony, he continued in a low voice, "I am honored to inform you that you have been kidnapped."

"If you still cannot figure out your position, then there is no telling where the next laser will hit."

"Fine, fine, fine. I surrender. You’re the boss now."

Watching Peter’s reddened eyes continuously scan his body before finally lingering on a certain private area, Tony hurriedly raised his hands in surrender.

"So, great Mr. Superman, what exactly did you kidnap me and bring me here for? It can’t be for money, right?"

Tony asked cautiously, desperately hoping Peter’s answer would be yes.

After all, while money was important to him, it was not that important.

"Money? Does that stuff mean anything to me?"

Unfortunately, Peter had naturally not kidnapped him for money.

"Then what is it for? Beautiful women? Fame? Or power? If it’s power, I can use money to pull strings for you and have you run for president…"

A frigid gust suddenly swept through, and Tony realized that he had left in rather too much of a hurry. He was still wearing pajamas.

Seeing that the man before him remained expressionless, Tony wrapped his arms around his chest and continued, shivering, "Other than myself, I can give you anything you want…"

"Cough, cough. You’re not really after me…"

As though he had thought of something, Tony suddenly no longer felt so cold. Instead, a certain part of him abruptly tightened.

"I want the knowledge… in your mind."

Hearing that, Tony finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Help me build a suit of armor, and construct my own… Fortress of Solitude here!"

This was a night filled with joy.

Having completed the deployment of his plan, Obadiah Stane went to bed early, fantasizing that he would soon gain complete control of Stark Industries.

"Ring, ring, ring…"

However, the suddenly ringing phone interrupted his sweet dream.

He slowly got up, took a sip of the expensive red wine on his bedside table, cleared his slightly uncomfortable throat, and finally answered the call.

"What did you say? Tony was kidnapped?"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart so he would not suddenly laugh out loud at a time like this, Obadiah exclaimed into the phone in extreme surprise.

"Alright, I’ll be right there."

Am I still dreaming?

After hanging up, the smile on his face instantly became impossible to contain. At that moment, he was utterly immersed in the happiness of seeing his dream come true.

"Wait, I only sent out my plan this afternoon, and they got it done tonight?"

Very quickly, Obadiah sensed that something was wrong.

After all, he had only sent the cooperation plan to his private buyers that afternoon. How could they possibly have completed it that very night?

If they had that kind of capability, they would have stormed the Presidential Palace long ago.

Besides, this did not match their plan at all.

"No, I have to go see for myself!"

The next moment, all traces of a smile vanished from Obadiah’s face. He hurriedly got dressed and rushed toward Tony’s Luxury Villa.

Meanwhile, at the villa in Malibu.

Countless armed figures in military uniforms had surrounded the entire villa.

Several fighter jets were also circling overhead, conducting a carpet search of the area.

Inside the villa, countless intelligence agents in black suits and white gloves were likewise continuously searching for any clues that might have been left behind.

However, they found no trace whatsoever of any outsider within the villa.

Naturally, this did not include the two magazine cover models they had already taken away for questioning.

"Pepper, what happened? How did Tony suddenly disappear?"

A Black man in an Air Force pilot’s uniform suddenly barged into the villa and directly questioned Pepper.

"Colonel Rhodes, I don’t know either. I only discovered that Stark was missing after receiving an emergency notification from J.A.R.V.I.S."

Pepper looked somewhat pale at the moment. Everything had happened so suddenly that she had not even had time to put on makeup.

"What happened? How did Tony suddenly disappear?"

Before the two could continue their conversation, another figure appeared at the villa entrance. Before even entering, he began shouting loudly, sounding extremely anxious and worried.

"Mr. Stan, you’re here."

"Pepper Potts, what exactly happened? As the CEO’s assistant, why didn’t you keep an eye on Tony?"

The moment Obadiah entered, he sharply questioned Pepper.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Stan. You know that Stark does not like being disturbed by me at night."

Pepper was also helpless. Everyone knew about Tony’s playboy nature.

"Alright, now is not the time to assign blame. Finding Tony is what matters most."

Colonel James Rhodes spoke up to ease the tension between them.

"J.A.R.V.I.S., do you have any clues?"

Rhodes then called out to J.A.R.V.I.S., hoping to obtain some unusual leads.

"I’m sorry, Colonel Rhodes. None of the surveillance systems under my control captured an image of anyone entering the villa. This includes the satellite radar above the villa, which likewise detected no sign of anyone breaking in."

"Stark simply vanished into thin air!"

J.A.R.V.I.S.’s magnetic voice slowly rang out, but everyone found it difficult to accept.

"There are no video images, and even the radar detected no sign of anyone breaking in. Was Tony kidnapped by a demon, then?"

Obadiah’s expression suddenly twisted, as though Tony’s disappearance had driven him mad.

"Wait, could it be…"

Suddenly, as though she had thought of something, Pepper spoke uncertainly.