Marvel's genius inventor? I'll make a wish-granting dragon with my own hands.

The sound of Natasha continuously pounding the steel plate could be heard.

Howard, who had been sleeping, was thus awakened.

His body was far too old to withstand the enhancement of the super soldier serum, and much of the energy was used for stitching and mending, so the process was quite slow.

His advancement was far less than that of the young and strong Steve and Natasha.

But that's still quite impressive.

"drop!"

The hatch was opened from the inside out.

Howard walked out, and his appearance was revealed to everyone. He didn't look like a gray-haired man at all; instead, he looked decades younger, as if he had returned to middle age.

He looked very energetic.

All the wrinkles on my face are gone.

Even with his bent-over posture, he appeared upright.

His drowsy mind regained its youthfulness, and his thinking became extremely agile, which could be seen directly from his bright eyes.

This is youth that cannot be reversed!

"I feel pretty good."

Howard was most aware of the changes in his body. His gaze swept around, then he couldn't help but look at his hands, observing the changes in his body. A look of helplessness flashed across his face. "I didn't expect the changes to be so drastic, to become so young. I'm in big trouble..."

As for what trouble?

He didn't say it aloud.

Russell watched Howard, who had become younger, with great interest. The super soldier serum was not a longevity drug. Although it could enhance a person's physique, it did not make him young again and give him a boyish face.

The reason why the other party has become this middle-aged is because...

It's because the Super Soldier Serum allows people to reach the limit of lifespan, which is the limit that can be achieved by not getting sick, not starving, not getting infected, being physically and mentally healthy, and not getting married.

Some experts say it's 120 years old.

Some studies say it's 150 years old.

There are many different opinions.

Even Russell didn't know, after all, the last super soldier serum recipient, Captain America, was only in his twenties when he received the serum, and later crashed his plane into a glacier, where he was frozen for nearly 70 years.

After the other party finished participating in the Infinite War, they remained in another dimension, becoming white-haired and looking very old.

But who knows how many more years the other person can live?

They might even be able to send their own grandchildren away!

Appearances are just a deception.

Russell was so curious mainly because he thought that there was no way to live in the Marvel Universe. Even someone as powerful as the Ancient One only lived by stealing the power of darkness.

In other words, the gods of Asgard seem to have a longer lifespan.

But even the mighty Odin, the king of gods.

They eventually died of old age, living for a maximum of 4000 years.

"By the way, how many years do Namekians live?"

Russell doesn't remember it highly.

After all, the Namekian elder eventually died of old age, and the Celestial who wandered to Earth also looked very old.

He kept this in mind.

I'm looking into whether there's any way to extend my lifespan in the future.

They should live for at least another ten thousand years, right?

Otherwise, if the Dark Lord next door saw this, he would laugh at him for being unable to live!

Russell was pondering.

Howard had already grasped the basics of his increased physical abilities; superhumans adapt to these changes quickly. He said to Nick Fury, "How about it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Super soldiers are the best proof.

This is a wisdom unique to Earth.

Without hesitation, Nick Fury shook Howard's hand. "Howard Stark, welcome back!"

He was well aware of the other person's importance.

Even if Tony dies in the desert this time.

The other party could still regain control of Stark Industries, the massive trillion-dollar arms company.

The blood test results between him and Tony would absolutely leave all the executives at Stark Industries speechless and bewildered.

That's a blood-related parent-child relationship.

Given that Tony is Howard's biological son, that Howard has been dead for many years, and that under normal circumstances, the dead cannot be resurrected, what kind of relationship could there be with someone who is related to Tony by blood, and even his biological son?

So how did Tony, who is under 40, give birth to a son who looks middle-aged?

Could someone under 10 years old be a skilled warrior?

That's incredibly talented!

Nick Fury reiterated his earlier promise to Howard, "Go for it. S.H.I.E.L.D. will be your strongest support. I've already informed Coulson, and he'll report back to you on the results of our investigation these past few days. The area will be narrowed down to just three locations."

"If needed."

"You can mobilize the local 15000 troops at any time."

"An aircraft carrier and 57 fighter jets, with an unlimited number of missiles—that's the strongest network I can mobilize."

"Remember not to let the video circulate online."

"Otherwise, it would be difficult for me too!"

As the largest intelligence organization based in the United States and supported by the world's five major rogue states, S.H.I.E.L.D. wields immense power.

In addition, there's Nick Fury.

Very rich.

Then you can do a lot of things.

Howard nodded. After all, he was going to save his son, not to destroy a country. But if Tony got into trouble, some things would come in handy. Don't underestimate a father's anger.

They went directly through the secret passage.

Natasha piloted the fighter jet towards the desert region.

Howard touched the six-barreled Gatling gun provided by S.H.I.E.L.D., which weighed several hundred pounds and was just the right size for one arm. It didn't require any superb shooting skills; it was simple and brutal—just shoot at the target.

He said with a touch of self-deprecation, "I only went to the battlefield during World War II, when I was fighting against the Nazis. Later, I engaged in military research and developed countless weapons. I never imagined that one day I would use them to kill people."

"Tony...is there still a chance?"

Howard's words were very cryptic.

He spoke very nervously.

His gaze fell upon Russell because he knew in his heart that Russell possessed the miraculous ability to resurrect the dead.

Even he, who died and was reduced to ashes.

They can all be resurrected.

Tony was naturally no match for him either.

But they're still doing well.

What if Tony doesn't meet the conditions for resurrection?

Should we revive the wife first or the son?

Russell wasn't as nervous as Howard. He was leisurely enjoying his wine and the scenery. He knew perfectly well that Tony had fallen into the hands of terrorists. Although he had almost drowned in a water tank, he still knew how to back down.

Not only did he develop a small arc reactor to stabilize the fragments on his chest, but he also forged an Iron Man suit by hand.

This is something the other party had never been able to do before, which shows the importance of danger and how it can unleash incredible potential in ordinary people.

I don't have these experiences.

Perhaps there would be no Iron Man.

Russell knew this, which is why he was unhurried. After all, he needed Iron Man to help him, not some arrogant, sarcastic playboy.

"Yes, there's hope."

During their conversation, Natasha gave a hint: "Coulson has sent back the results of the local reconnaissance. It's too chaotic there. There are hundreds of armed forces. He's checked most of them, and there are still more than 30 left."

That place used to be the imperial graveyard.

The war lasted for more than a decade.

There are local armed forces.

There were defeated deserters.

There were independent warlords.

There were also villagers who harbored thoughts of revenge.

It can be described as a mixed bag.

With everyone carrying guns and everyone being part of the armed forces, finding Tony, who had been kidnapped and hidden, among various factions that couldn't communicate with him, was indeed a difficult task.

Howard looked bewildered.

Unable to contain his pleading, he looked to Russell for help.

Russell, true to form, was incredibly reliable and helpful, closing his eyes tightly and saying, "Don't worry, I will use my super intelligence!"

He can sense the presence of Qi.

As long as there is life, there is breath.

Nothing can cover it up.

As for how to accurately locate Tony among the crowd?

"The one with the weakest kidneys."

"It's bound to be accurate!"