Marvel's Dimension Store

"There is no need to buy it."

With a cold face, Tony raised the shooting sublimator and inserted the program sublimation key.

"Transform!"

The gaudy transformation effects emerged, the gaudy transformation sound effects sounded, and the sprinting cheetah made its debut.

"You have a steel suit, I can transform into a Kamen Rider, and I can block the wind and sand."

"Uh, what you said makes sense." Ethan nodded slightly sluggishly, "Then what shall we do next?"

"The energy used by the steel suit is the prototype reactor I made, and the remaining energy is not enough to cross the desert." Tony Stark carefully sorted out the current situation, "I have no problem walking, but you... "

While speaking, Tony glanced sideways at the steel suit that had sunk half of its leg into the dune.

Ethan also looked down at his legs stuck in the sand dunes, and agreed, "That's right, if I knew it earlier, I would put the steel suit in the boss's shop and get it back after I got out of the desert."

Tony Stark withdrew his gaze, ignoring Ethan, and turned to the valley in the distance.

"So the easiest and best thing to do is to call someone to come pick me up."

"Then why didn't you buy a mobile phone earlier?" Ethan asked.

Tony Stark glanced sideways at Ethan, his eyes full of speechlessness, "It costs money to buy a phone, but you can get a phone for free, why pay for it?"

Then he sneered again, "Not to mention, I haven't calmed down!"

"Oh." Ethan nodded lightly, and the sound of steel clashing sounded, "I see, I'll find the phone later, and you are in charge of beating people."

"Very well, let's go."

The steel suit took off and flew towards the valley with a whoosh.

Tony Stark was running like the wind, flying sand and dust, but he couldn't see Ethan's taillights.

and so……

What did I think just now?Why didn't Mao choose one that could fly?

Iron suit, so powerful, I want it.

Really fragrant, Kamen Rider is handsome, I want it.

Really fragrant, it is more convenient to fly, I want it.

The fickle man, Tony Stark.

………………

In the shop, it was deserted. After drinking a cup of tea, Mu Yang felt a little bored, and was not interested in watching Tony and Ethan's live broadcast of desert pretense through any window.

It's too boring and boring.

Waiting for the lucky one to come to the store is too boring, maybe I have to take the initiative and speed up the speed of the world.

Of course, the store cannot be forgotten.

Mu Yang pretended to pinch his handprint, "Second body."

The white mist rose, and a person exactly like Mu Yang walked out of it, 'Mu Yang' nodded to Mu Yang, and said in a quite calm tone, "You can go to the main body at ease!"

It doesn't sound right, it's a bit like sending me on my way.

Mu Yang walked towards the gate of time and space with a dark face.

In one step, time and space change.

The simple and elegant houses disappeared, and the white world appeared in front of us.

The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, the snow is fluttering, the cold wind is howling, and the vast ice field is uninhabited.

Mu Yang was walking in the wind and snow, the cold wind couldn't blow his black hair, and the snowflakes that floated towards him turned around half a meter away from him and floated towards it.

The vast ice field has no roads, let alone road signs, and the distant view is blocked by wind and snow.

Generally speaking, traveling in the ice field in the wind and snow is an act of courting death, but that refers to ordinary people, and Mu Yang is a human being but not an ordinary person.

In the wind and snow, Mu Yang walked like flying, with a clear purpose, and went straight to a certain place.

Seven and eight minutes later.

"It's here." Mu Yang looked up at the steel exposed on the ice three or four meters away.

Withdrawing his gaze from looking up, he lowered his head to look down, and slowly stretched out his palm, with the palm facing the ice.

After a second or two, the snow drifted around, revealing the ice beneath it, which softened and formed a channel all the way to the dark metal surface.

Ice Mastery: Controls ice or cold air.

Iron sand flew, and the black metal turned into iron sand flew to Mu Yang's hand along the cylindrical passage, spinning around Mu Yang's right arm like a living thing.

Seven or eight seconds later, there was a round hole of the same size as the ice channel on the metal under the ice layer.

Mu Yang jumped down and fell into the fighter plane that had been buried in the ice for nearly 70 years.

clang~~

The crisp sound echoed in the narrow cabin.