Looking at Chen Mo who was sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup and sipping tea leisurely, Wang Jin felt that his brain was in chaos.
This young man, who is about the same age as himself, is the legendary museum owner mentioned by his great-grandfather?
My idol of all time, the legendary hero from seventy years ago? The strongest warrior of mankind?
Looking at Chen Mo in front of him, he always had an unreal feeling. This was a bit too fantasy. He had been missing for seventy years and was thought to have been buried in the sea. He was back and seemed to be the same as he was seventy years ago.
, there is no sign of aging at all, which is obviously beyond his understanding.
"You bastard, why don't you come here quickly and kneel down to pay homage to the Patriarch!"
He just picked up the tea that Wang Kun poured for him and took a sip. When he heard his words, Chen Mo almost spat out the tea in his mouth. But when he saw Wang Jin really stepped forward and planned to kowtow, Chen Mo couldn't help but put down the teacup with a wry smile.
"Okay! Akun, what age are we in now, and you still do this?"
"Master, you are their elder and the founder of the martial arts hall. It is right for them to kneel to you. I will call my sons and grandsons in a while and ask them to kowtow to you!"
Chen Mo was a little speechless about Wang Kun's persistence. Their martial arts practitioners attach great importance to rules and etiquette. Chen Mo returned after seventy years. At this time, it is indeed appropriate to summon the juniors to pay homage to the ancestor.
But after all, Chen Mo didn't really spend seventy years, nor was he a traditional martial arts practitioner like Wang Kun. In ancient times, that was all. As a lord and king, Chen Mo didn't think anything of accepting the kneeling of his subjects, but in modern times, it didn't matter to several people.
An old man in his sixties or seventies knelt down and kowtowed to him, but Chen Mo still felt a little awkward.
"No, I'll just stay with you for a few days. I'll leave after a while, so there's no need to notify them."
Chen Mo waved his hand and rejected Wang Kun's plan.
Seeing that Chen Mo had already decided, Wang Kun had no choice but to nod in agreement.
That night, Chen Mo stayed in the martial arts hall. His room was still kept and basically maintained in its original condition. Every place in the martial arts hall still retained its original appearance, and even the furnishings remained unchanged.
Of course, many things have been replaced with new ones. After all, seventy years have passed and many things cannot withstand the erosion of time.
But Wang Kun, who was nostalgic, still replaced them with the same ones as the original ones. Even if they were discontinued and no longer sold, Wang Kun would make them specially and always keep the martial arts gym as it is. In his opinion, this martial arts gym will always be
He was just helping to take care of Chen Mo. He also firmly believed that Chen Mo would come back sooner or later.
And now, he has finally waited!
In the next few days, Chen Mo drank tea leisurely in the martial arts hall, practiced swordplay, and sparred with Wang Kun.
Years of fighting and killing in the world of Underworld have greatly enhanced Chen Mo's fighting skills, especially the improvement in his swordsmanship brought by Alexander Covenus. Compared with when he left the world of Captain America, Chen Mo's swordsmanship is completely different.
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Wang Kun's strength has also become much stronger than before. Chen Mo's improvement was mainly in swordsmanship, while Wang Kun's improvement was mainly in unarmed fighting.
In the first few years when he took over the Qijie Gang, Wang Kun personally went into battle many times, and he was considered to have been on the battlefield for a long time. Coupled with seventy years of hard training, his kung fu had already been raised to a very high level, and it was not enough to be called a grandmaster.
However, the two of them communicated and competed with each other, and both learned a lot from each other, and their combat skills were greatly improved.
Wang Jin also benefited a lot from being there. He was even more shocked by Chen Mo's powerful swordsmanship. It made him feel like he had seen a new world. It turned out that swords could be used in this way.
Chen Mo was not in a hurry to meet Tony Stark. He didn't know whether premature intervention in the plot would affect the birth of Iron Man.
Not just the steel suit, but also the transformation of Tony's soul.
The core energy source of the Iron Suit, the Micro Ark Reactor, was created after he was kidnapped by terrorists. At the same time, the prototype of the Iron Suit, Mark 1, was born.
On his way back to the airport after demonstrating the Jericho missile, his convoy was attacked by a terrorist organization. A missile exploded next to him, embedding a large amount of shrapnel in his body.
Although Dr. Ethan performed surgery on him and removed most of the shrapnel, there were still a few pieces of shrapnel near the heart that could not be removed. They could follow the blood into the heart at any time and kill him. He could only rely on an electromagnet placed in the body to remove it.
They adsorb to prevent them from entering the heart with the blood.
The original thing used to power the electromagnet was a car battery.
The terrorists forced Tony to make Jericho missiles for them. Tony knew that even if he did make missiles for them, these brutal terrorists would not let him go.
In this desperate situation, Tony Stark's potential fully exploded. In the cave where the terrorists imprisoned him, he used simple tools to design and manufacture a miniature Ark reactor and a Mark 1 steel suit, and successfully defeated the terrorists.
The elements escaped.
Prior to this, the miniaturization of the Ark reactor had not been realized. The Ark reactor in Stark Industries was more than 20 meters in diameter, very huge, and was as big as the fist-sized micro Ark that Tony Stark finally built.
Compared with reactors, the technological gap is obviously extremely huge, and such a huge technological breakthrough is obviously not something that can be achieved in a short time under normal research conditions.
The design of the steel suit was a flash of inspiration, and many of the technologies used internally were brand new. If it were normal times, even if he was asked to design an idea, it would probably be difficult to complete it in a short time.
Various technical and design bottlenecks will seriously hinder development. It is absolutely impossible to be in a super state of genius and inspiration like in the movie, where ideas are flowing, various new technologies can be easily broken through, and the entire design and manufacturing process does not encounter any bottlenecks.
and difficulties, completely in one go.
Tony Stark was facing the threat of death and the tremendous pressure of survival. The combination of his environment, situation, mentality, thoughts, will, inspiration and other complex conditions finally gave birth to this epoch-making game.
Product, if it were a different time, a different place, or a more relaxed environment, the Iron Suit might never have been born, and Tony Stark would always be just a arrogant playboy.
The most powerful and unique technologies in the movie world obviously cannot be easily manufactured. They are either advanced black technologies accumulated over a long period of time, or they are created by chance and accident under incomparable coincidences and various special circumstances.
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Just like Captain America's original Adamantium alloy shield, Underworld's perfect blood, and Iron Man's steel suit, their creation process cannot be replicated again.
Therefore, Chen Mo will not change the plot easily. All he has to do is wait and see what happens, waiting for the birth of the steel armor and a Tony Stark who has truly grown up after transformation and can bravely shoulder his own responsibilities.
Chen Mo didn't wait too long. Soon, he received information from Hydra. Tony Stark would take a private plane to Afghanistan in three days to show his latest Jerry developed to the US military in Afghanistan.
Kudos missiles.
At this time, Tony Stark only regarded weapons as toys. With his amazing talent in weapons, he continued to develop and create more advanced and powerful weapons.
He doesn't even know who his company, Stark Industries, has sold the weapons to, who is using them, and what kind of disaster it has brought to many people in the world.
But soon, he will know.
Chen Mo was not in a hurry to leave, it was not the time yet, and besides, he was waiting for something.
Three days later, Chinese martial arts school.
After lunch, Chen Mo was sitting on the sofa drinking tea and chatting with Wang Kun. The meals he had eaten these days were all cooked by Wang Kun's wife.
Although he is in charge of the huge Qijie Gang and can be said to be extremely wealthy, Wang Kun's life has always been very simple. Apart from Wang Jin, who moved in after graduation, there are only two people in the martial arts gym, Wang Kun and his wife.
Originally, there were some apprentices practicing martial arts in the martial arts gym. Later, only Wang Kun was left in the martial arts gym, and he was still busy with help all day long. After several apprentices left the martial arts, Wang Kun arranged for them to help in the gang.
After running the gang, he never accepted any more disciples.
There are no nannies or maids in the martial arts gym. The two of them take care of daily life by themselves. They also clean Chen Mo's room all the time. When Wang Kun practices martial arts, his wife reads a book. When he rests, the two of them sit down.
Watching TV together, chatting, living a simple, dull and fulfilling life.
Wang Kun's wife has also been injected with the improved serum. Although she has not practiced martial arts, her physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners. She looks even younger than Wang Kun, in her forties.
, some housework is naturally not a problem.
After seventy years, if nothing else, my cooking skills are much better than those of imperial chefs and Michelin-starred chefs. My knife skills can put everyone to shame. The dishes I make make Chen Mo, who has been eating medieval "cuisine" for several years,
The king was greatly praised.
Chen Mo couldn't help but ask her to make more, and put it into the space to take with her, so that he would not have to eat those monotonous breads, barbecues and sausages next time he entered a world similar to Underworld.
Chen Mo and Wang Kun were chatting, and Wang Kun's wife came out with a plate of pastries.
Knowing that Chen Mo likes her cooking, she is also very happy. She is a traditional woman and is not willing to get involved in helping others. During this long time, apart from reading, her biggest hobby is studying cooking and Chinese food.
, Western food, Japanese food, desserts, she is good at them all.
Being praised by Chen Mo is the greatest recognition for her. Chen Mo doesn't hide too much from them. They have long known about Chen Mo's storage ability. Since Chen Mo likes it, she will do it every day after cooking.
Chen Mo specially made some things to bring with him.
Not today, after lunch, she made some Chinese pastries and put them on the coffee table.
"Master, try the crystal osmanthus cake I just made."
Chen Mo looked at the plate and couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Crystal osmanthus cakes the size of a baby's fist were neatly placed on the plate. The surface was dotted with dried osmanthus flowers the size of yellow rice grains. A long and fragrant osmanthus fragrance filled the air.
When you open it, you can't help but be shocked.
Chen Mo picked up one and took a bite. The soft and glutinous texture was refreshing but not sweet. The rich fragrance spread in his mouth. It was mellow and sweet and lingered between the teeth for a long time.
Throwing the remaining half of the crystal osmanthus cake into his mouth, Chen Motai waved his hand and directly put the entire plate of osmanthus cake on the coffee table into the space, leaving Wang Kun's hand that had just been stretched out by the other side to do nothing.
Lift in the air.
"If you want to eat, ask your wife to cook it for you. It's time for me to go."
Wang Kun retracted his hand helplessly and compared hand speed with Chen Mo. He couldn't win at all. However, after hearing what he said next, he looked up at Chen Mo with some doubts.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the martial arts hall from outside.