Marvel Universe's Ultimate Martial Arts School

At this point, it's impossible to teach Tony Stark how to speak. Given his personality, even if you try to subtly hint at it, he'll just ignore you.

Fortunately, Natasha's phone suddenly rang, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call..." Natasha breathed a sigh of relief; the call had come just in time. She glanced at the caller ID; it was the S.H.I.E.L.D. hotline. "Ah, it's the director."

She said it on purpose.

The owner already knew her identity. Since he didn't drive her away, it meant he tacitly approved. Therefore, there was no need to hide it; that would be deception.

Of course, revealing the director's identity was also in the hope that Tony Stark, that idiot, would understand something.

She deliberately walked to the entrance of the hall under everyone's gaze: "Hey, Director? I'm getting ready to start class."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database has been hacked, and a large amount of recent intelligence records have been stolen, especially those of S.H.I.E.L.D., the NSA, and the military at all their armed outposts in and around New York, as well as nuclear bunkers, etc. The attackers clearly have malicious intentions and may be planning an unknown military strike. They used supply chain intrusion and proximity attack techniques, which are common tactics used by Russian hackers. I suspect it was Ivan Vanko, who was previously wanted, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is tracking his signals."

Nick Fury sounded urgent on the phone: "Also, the Mark II Jaeger stored with the military was just stolen. The surveillance system was tampered with, using supply chain hacking—clearly the same group! Ask Tony if he can remotely track the Jaeger's location, and ideally, shut it down remotely. That thing is incredibly destructive; if it falls into enemy hands and is used for military strikes, not only will Tony be finished, but New York will likely be in serious trouble! This needs to be done quickly!"

Stealing data from S.H.I.E.L.D., the NSA, and all military outposts in New York—this is one of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s most heavily encrypted intelligence reports. It’s not some random act by an ordinary hacker. What else could this be but a military strike?

The theft of Tony's armor further increases the likelihood and speed of such a military strike.

Natasha's expression immediately turned serious. She quickly hung up the phone and turned back into the lobby.

But Lin Feng had already accepted Tony Stark's handshake and didn't seem angry: "The basic teaching at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy follows the classroom curriculum."

Natasha's fear of the curator ran deep, and she didn't want to interrupt him, so she decided to wait until he finished speaking.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and changed the subject: "Here, unless you have already gained my approval, no matter who you are, you can only listen, not make demands of me."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's tone, Natasha's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't even mentioned the trouble with S.H.I.E.L.D. yet, and it felt like trouble was brewing right here.

Sure enough, before she could even speak, Tony Stark raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh, so complicated, and you want me to be mute? Well then, how can I get you to accept me and lift the ban on my freedom of speech? Ah, I get it!"

Throughout his life, there has only been one person who has ever ignored him: his father.

The mere mention of his father made Tony Stark feel his rebellious spirit rise.

He slapped his forehead, grinning, and looked at Lin Feng: "Regular students are free, but entry-level disciples pay. I know this stuff, money talks! Hahaha, buddy, how much do you want to pay? Just say it..."

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" Natasha was sweating profusely.

That was incredibly provocative. Is the owner someone who cares about money? That rebellious young man, almost thirty, is at it again!

She quickly interrupted him: "Chief Nick Fury... ummmmmm!"

But before she could finish speaking, she felt as if her mouth had been sealed shut, and she couldn't open it. Her tongue also felt like it was tied in a knot inside her mouth.

This is……

Natasha's heart sank instantly.

Only one person present possesses such mental control abilities, and that is Master Lin Feng.

Done!

The previously buzzing hall has now fallen silent.

Stark glanced at the astonished expressions around him, then looked at Lin Feng, spreading his hands with an innocent look: "Couldn't you have been more direct? Come on, time is money, my friend. How was I supposed to know there were so many rules here?"

"You don't seem like someone who's formally become an apprentice," Lin Feng said with a slight smile.

I really think highly of this guy.

Firstly, he wanted to see if the so-called "cursed by knowledge" could actually cultivate genetic energy, thus resolving his doubts; secondly, this guy was incredibly compatible with the mechanical civilization.

The mechanical race's writings and knowledge in the auxiliary cultivation system are just sitting there getting moldy; it's a shameful waste.

If I could recruit Tony Stark and have him research something, it would not only help me increase the resources of my martial arts school, but the machine race also has many technologies that would be suitable for my use.

For example, telekinetic weapons. The mechanical race is skilled in forging, and their telekinetic weapons are among the best in the universe.

Take spaceships for example. As one's strength increases, staying on Earth and working in isolation will only slow down one's cultivation speed.

In another world, planetary realms inevitably require venturing into outer space and making contact with other civilizations in the universe, whether to learn from their strengths, broaden their horizons, or search for various metals, elements, and rare treasures that do not exist on Earth.

To accomplish all this, a spaceship far surpassing the current technology of Earth's civilization would be needed, and Tony Stark is undoubtedly the best candidate to do it.

Therefore, I do indeed intend to take him as my apprentice.

But accepting disciples is one thing, rules are another. With such a fiery temper, I can't be bothered to coax him every day.

The best way to deal with this kind of guy is to subdue him in one fell swoop.

As for the female agent, Lin Feng had already heard what was said on the phone. It wasn't like the military operation against New York had started or the end of the world had come. Of course, he would just use his mental power to shut her up so she wouldn't disturb him in training his disciple. Whatever it was, he would talk to her after he finished training her.

Lin Feng said slowly, "It seems more like they've come here to cause trouble."

"Looking for trouble? Please, then I won't dress so formally. I think you just don't want to teach, right? You're looking for trouble the moment you open your mouth."

Tony Stark was beaming with excitement, his very being itching with rebellious energy.

He had already figured out the issue of life and death during this time. Even the biologists at S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't handle it, so he didn't think this Easterner could definitely help him.

So I'm just here to give it a try. If it works out, that would be great, but if it doesn't, it's not a big deal.

He valued dignity more than life and death!

The reason he was two days late was because he went to upgrade and modify his mech; this was a bargaining chip in the 'negotiations'.

After all, he wasn't used to negotiating with a strong person from the perspective of the weak; it reminded him of what happened in Afghanistan last time, and he felt extremely insecure.

But now, he feels very safe!

"To be honest, I saw the video of you wiping out that army last night. I know you're good, but so what? When it comes to fighting, a former arms dealer like me still prefers high-powered, hot-blooded weapons—the kind where you just use your brain and press a button!"

"I don't want to actually become a wizard." Tony Stark spread his hands. "The reason I'm here is because I'm poisoned by palladium. They said your genetic energy training should be able to cure it, and that's why I came."

"No offense intended. Capable people deserve respect, so I have the utmost respect for you! It's just that I'm really bad at flattering people, and I have a bit of a temper, so that's how I talk!"

"So, let's all be straightforward! If you're willing to teach, I'm definitely willing to learn!"

"If you want money, I'll give you checks. Fill them out however you like. You can fill the entire check with nines, it doesn't matter. If one isn't enough, I'll make ten. My life isn't something money can buy!"

"But if you don't want to teach, just say so. I need to hurry up and look at a burial plot for myself this afternoon, I'm in a rush! Everyone knows I'm very particular about where I live, I have to pick a place with a good view, so that you're happy and I'm happy, right?"