Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

Lyon got rid of a bunch of satellites and returned home at almost 1 p.m. Los Angeles time.

He simply made a few fried eggs and pasta for lunch.

As for Tony, just as he said before, he fought with the Ten Rings Gang until dinner time and had not returned home yet.

So naturally, after testing the thrust once in the basement, Leon flew into space and began to bask in the sun.

——He and Tony worked out an experimental plan to predict the upper limit of Kryptonian bloodline growth.

The specific process is that he tests the thrust once before going to space to bask in the sun every day, and tests it again after the end.

Repeat this process for a month, keeping the sun exposure time the same each time.

In this way, the two could use Jarvis to build a rough model.

This can be used to estimate the upper limit of Lyon's physical enhancement.

Of course Lyon readily agreed to such a simple test.

Besides, the time spent basking in the sun every day has always been the moment he looks forward to the most and is the happiest.

——Facing the sun in space is like being immersed in a hot spring, and the sound of blood flowing is like the gurgling sound of spring water.

At that moment, he could always feel very clearly that his strength was increasing rapidly.

Its speed is so fierce and turbulent, just like the fish rushing into the river after the river thaws in spring.

Moreover, based on my experience in recent days, the speed of becoming stronger is getting faster and faster.

Lyon understood that if the effect of a person's exercise was an arc that first rose and then fell.

Then he is in the rising stage at this time.

From the perspective of the overall growth stage of Kryptonians, it can perhaps be defined as a "weak" period when they are rapidly becoming stronger.

Reflected in numerical values.

Even after a few more days of sun exposure, Lyon's full body thrust had reached a whopping 400,000 tons.

This speed of growing stronger makes Lyon happy every second he spends in the sun, as if he had taken a ton of dopamine.

That feeling of pleasure is like being hit by some kind of shiver that will put a person into sage mode, and it happens one after another without stopping.

"Di Di!"

Just when I was feeling extremely comfortable, Jarvis' voice sounded, indicating that the time was up.

Leon reluctantly opened his eyes, flew out of the manned spacecraft, and prepared to go home for dinner.

Now, this spacecraft, which was originally used to protect him, is now able to bask in the sun safely.

It has become a "park" where he stays temporarily every day.

Stranded in space, it is used specifically as a place to rest when sunbathing.

After all, if he basked in the sun directly in a vacuum, he would easily be discovered by satellites from various countries.

At that time, a large group of satellites will gather around him, surrounding him like a gorilla in a zoo, which will be very annoying.

Lyon returned home soon.

After completing a set of thrust tests.

Jarvis suddenly reminded: "Master Lyon, Mr. Stark was chased by the Eagle flight formation on his way back. Do you want to go to support him?"

"Tony is being chased? Where is he?" Leon was stunned.

“In the middle of the West Coast Mountains.”

"Hmm? Isn't that the place where I was chased by the reconnaissance plane last time... I see."

Leon gave a gloating smile.

Finally we have reached the familiar part of the movie.

Tony must have flown into California from the eastern Pacific Ocean and was directly photographed by the military's airspace satellite.

"Master Leon, Mr. Stark's condition is not optimistic at the moment. This is the footage sent back from the scene."

Jarvis popped up a projection in front of Leon.

The picture is Tony's first-person perspective.

I saw one fighter jet after another flying down from the thick clouds.

There were so many of them, more than a dozen or so, that they were enough to fight a small battle.

Leon could hear Tony curse "shit" under his breath in the picture, and then his vision turned 180 degrees, ready to escape.

The next moment, countless bullets flew past him.

The screen also began to shake, and it was obvious that Tony had been hit hard by a volley of bullets from the onboard machine gun.

"It looks like we're going to be taught a severe lesson by the Air Force." Lyon raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't too worried.

"I remember that the current top speed of the Mark III has exceeded Mach 8. It should be easy for Tony to escape, right?"

He stroked his chin and said, "Could it be that he is confident and is planning to fight the Air Force?"

"That's not the case, Master Lyon."

Jarvis explained: "Given Mr. Stark's physical condition, the time it can support the armor to burst out at the fastest speed is actually very short."

"If it lasts longer than a certain amount of time, his heart will explode due to the excessive pressure."

"Normally, the average speed of the Mark III will be maintained at around Mach 2, but this will also continue to consume Mr. Stark's physical strength."

Leon couldn't help laughing: "That means he was exhausted after defeating the Ten Rings Gang and couldn't speed up, right?"

"You're right," said Jarvis.

"Then why doesn't he ask me for help?"

"Mr. Stark only asked me to send you this video."

"I understand. This guy is just being stubborn."

Leon moved his shoulders and said, "However, even though he was so shy to ask for help, how could I not save him? After all, he is my beloved friend, don't you think so, Jarvis?"

"Of course, legally speaking, you and Mr. Stark are currently the closest people to each other." Jarvis failed to understand the sarcasm in Lyon's words.

Leon smiled and said, "Help me get the Mark II ready. I want to teach Tony a good lesson!"

"You don't wear the Superman suit? The steel armor seems to only limit your strength."

"It's easier to go to class wearing armor."

He had been thinking about showing off his skills when Tony was defeated, so now the chance had come.

Lyon's sight crossed the west coast mountains.

Tony was now shuttling between the locks of several airborne missiles, like a petrel flying through a storm.

That beautiful and luxurious golden-red armor has now mostly turned black.

It was covered with bullet holes and scratches, just like a kebab that had just come off the grill.

"Look at our Uncle Tony, he's been bullied so badly." Leon walked towards the garage.

"There is no time to mourn for Tony, it's time for the hero Leon to come out and save the day."

……

at the same time.

Military command room.

The senior executives who had met a few hours ago to discuss "Afghan Superman" gathered again.

They were all looking at the satellite images on the projected screen.

Above is the golden-red armor that was almost hit by a missile and is twisting left and right, and the blue-red armor that is providing cover on the side.

"They are not Superman." Rhode made a judgment. "They are just two humanoid exoskeleton mechas. Superman can definitely destroy our flying formation easily."