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Seeing Tony looking so afraid of being left behind, Mike couldn't help but chuckle.
"Uh, this is..."
The balding man looked at Mike curiously, the shock in his eyes still lingering.
How did this guy get in?
And how did he deal with the surveillance just now?
Tony introduced, "This is my uncle—uh, this is Ethan, my cellmate. He saved me using a battery."
Mike gave Ethan a nod as a greeting, then said, "Let's go. Maria's really worried about you."
Tony looked ashamed.
A grown man like him, and he still had his mom back home worrying—what a failure.
"Uh... how do we get out?"
Ethan asked cautiously. Seeing Mike and Tony turn to him, he quickly waved his hands and added, "I'm not doubting you—I just really can't imagine how we're getting out."
Tony gestured toward Mike. "He'll get us out."
Ethan became even more curious.
"What about all this stuff?" Mike looked around at the items scattered throughout the cave and asked Tony, "What are you planning to do with it?"
Tony paused in thought. "Can you help me take it back?"
"What do you need me to bring?"
"This..."
Mike walked over, pressed lightly with his hand, and the item disappeared into his dimensional pouch.
Ethan's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight.
"This one, that one, and that too..."
Blueprints, some partially shaped pieces of metal—and a pair of smelly shoes...
Mike's eye twitched. He turned to Tony and said, "Do you want me to stuff this crap into your mouth?"
Tony gave an awkward laugh. "Just kidding."
Tony continued pointing things out one by one, and Mike put them all into the dimensional pouch.
Soon, the cave was completely cleared out.
Ethan stood there dumbfounded, even unconsciously taking off his glasses to wipe them.
Tony couldn't help but tease him. "Dude, if that's not working, maybe try getting new eyes?"
Ethan wasn't offended. Instead, he gave a silly, happy laugh.
The more unbelievable Mike's powers seemed, the better their chances of safely getting out.
"What about those people?"
Mike pointed outside and asked Tony, "What do you want to do about them? Want me to take care of it?"
Tony was silent for a few seconds. Thinking about the long-term plans he'd made during this time, his eyes darkened with a cold glint.
This wouldn't be the last time he had to deal with something like this...
He shook his head and said, "No. I'll handle it myself."
"But your armor's not finished yet," Ethan said nervously.
Tony looked calmly at Mike. "Uncle Mike, I know you have a way."
Mike raised an eyebrow, pulling out a stack of cards and looking excited. "No problem, Pikapi!"
"Pikapi?"
Tony gave Mike a suspicious look. He had a bad feeling about the mischievous grin on his uncle's face.
Mike cleared his throat. "Let's move quickly—Maria's still waiting."
With that, he pulled out a card.
Name: Pikachu
Character Description: An electric-type creature. It discharges electricity when it senses danger and is highly alert.
Note: Pika...chu!
The card's glow faded, and a shadow with a long tail—resembling a yellow rat—flashed briefly before turning into a beam of light and merging into Tony's body.
Tony froze for a moment. He felt different—his body surged with energy.
He clenched his hand slightly, and golden electric currents crackled across his palm.
He turned to Mike and asked, "What is this power?"
"You sure talk a lot!"
Mike walked to the front gate. As he pulled open the iron door, two more cards vanished from his hand. Two energy shields appeared, protecting Tony. Pointing forward, he said, "Go! Tony, now!"
Tony gave a wry smile. The way Mike's eyes were flickering with excitement made him feel like he had turned into something strange in Mike's eyes.
Looking at the people outside…
There was no time to dwell on irrelevant thoughts.
Clenching both hands, electricity crackled around him. With a sharp crack, he pressed his hands against the terrorist standing at the entrance.
Zzzzap!
A terrifying current surged out. The terrorist, still under Mike's control, was engulfed by the electricity and collapsed instantly.
Mike's eyes lit up.
Not bad.
That was just a regular electric shock, right? Did it knock the guy's soul right out of him?
"I've released them from my control," Mike said casually. After Tony nodded, he deactivated the mental pause.
The next second, Tony slammed the gate shut and burst out like a bolt of lightning.
Ethan asked nervously, "Are you sure he'll be okay?"
Mike shook his head with certainty. "Absolutely."
Just a bunch of terrorists—it's not like someone like Zhi Ye is commanding them. Tony Pikachu Stark can handle this.
Hearing the screams, electric blasts, and gunshots coming from outside, Ethan still nodded with a bit of uncertainty.
Mike's eyes followed the scene outside—Tony, cloaked in lightning, weaving through the terrorists, taking them down one after another. His gaze shimmered.
The effects of the Pokémon card had once again exceeded his expectations.
Unfortunately, due to differing anatomy, some of Pikachu's skills couldn't be used—but even so, Tony's performance was impressive.
In the future, these cards he'd made half for fun might prove to be more useful than he thought.
BOOM!
With a thunderous sound like a lightning strike, silence fell over the outside world.
Mike turned to the visibly shaken Ethan and said, "It's over. Let's go."
Ethan followed behind Mike, his expression still filled with unease and disbelief.
But as they exited the cave and saw the charred and electrocuted bodies scattered around, his shock only deepened—until he spotted Tony standing at the entrance, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. Only then did he finally relax.
Night was falling. It was time to go home.
Tears welled up in Ethan's eyes, his face glowing with emotion.
Panting heavily, Tony turned and thanked Mike before looking at Ethan. "Come back to New York with me?"
Ethan was silent for a moment, his eyes full of longing. "Thank you for the offer. I'd really love to—but…"
"I still want to return to my homeland. It's being ravaged by war right now. I might be able to do something there."
His expression was calm. Even though he knew exactly what he'd be facing back home, there wasn't a trace of hesitation.
Tony looked at him, then slowly nodded.
Ethan patted Tony on the shoulder with a gentle, serene smile. "Don't worry about me. You've got a lot more to do."
Tony nodded and smiled. "We'll meet again—soon."
It was a promise.
"Uncle Mike, do me a favor—get Ethan home safely."
He turned to look at Mike.
Ethan quickly added, "Sorry to trouble you, sir. My home is Gomira—please take me to Gomira."
(End of Chapter)