[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens":3,"chapter-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-41":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from Warhammer to Raid the All Heavens",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2277814,4456,"Chapter 41","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-41",41,"\u003Cp>Alvin drove to a small town on the edge of the Afghan desert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moneyed sir, it’s your turn now~” He stopped the car, turned to Tony in the passenger seat, and gestured with his hand: your performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony casually opened the door, his clothes tattered yet still radiating gentlemanly poise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He… is he going to hit on her?” Ethan leaned forward, watching as Tony approached a foreign woman, flicked his hair dramatically, and began chatting confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The foreign woman laughed heartily, clearly enjoying the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t that normal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin held the steering wheel with one hand, thinking Ethan still lacked exposure—Tony’s antics were far more elaborate than he imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan watched in disbelief as two strangers went from meeting to hugging and kissing in under five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Tony returned with lipstick smudged on his face, strutting back with a brand-new mobile phone in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did you do that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan couldn’t comprehend how he’d pulled it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony turned, puzzled, to look at Ethan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, I mean… that…” Ethan stammered, gesturing helplessly at their earlier embrace and kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, you mean that? Easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony shrugged, dialing a number as he spoke calmly: “I told her I’m Tony Stark—and then, as you saw.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin in the front barely held back his laughter, as if hearing Ethan’s heart shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s me, Pepper. I got out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dialing, Tony first assured his safety, then added: “Call Rhodey, yeah, tell him I’m in Afghanistan… damn, what’s this place called again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, the only number Tony could remember was Pepper Potts’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Herat,” Ethan whispered. “It’s called Herat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, Herat. I’ll wait here for him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony swallowed hard and added: “Tell him to hurry. Bring three burgers when he comes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then… what?” Ethan, still unaccustomed to the legendary genius’s status, asked: “Shouldn’t we find somewhere to rest while we wait for him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin chimed in, teasing: “Isn’t there a military base right next door? They’ll be here soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s well known that the Middle East produces oil, and oil breeds mold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conveniently, Afghanistan’s geography places it at the throat of the Middle East—naturally, it gets beaten regularly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given Tony Stark’s background, the Department of Defense and military would take him seriously—and with Rhodey’s rank as a Major General, summoning a mold base to greet him? Child’s play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This has nothing to do with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony glanced at Ethan, suddenly feeling guilty and offering a weak explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Ethan didn’t care much; the tension of the journey finally eased: “Good, now we’re finally safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, several armored vehicles rolled into town, and two Black Hawk helicopters hovered overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer scale of American power stunned Ethan in the back seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Black American captain, drenched in sweat, sprinted to the Humvee: “Thank God, Mr. Tony Stark! You’re safe!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the plane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony glared at him, voice dark: “You’re not seriously expecting me to ride back in that piece of junk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No no no, Mr. Stark—the transport plane is just outside Herat!” The captain wiped his brow, nervous: “I’ve contacted the nearby airbase—we’ve arranged a direct flight to New York to ensure your safe return!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the captain’s subservient demeanor, Alvin found it absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But considering America’s bizarre logic, it wasn’t hard to understand—after all, whether in reality or film, isn’t everything for the rich?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, will someone shoot down the transport mid-flight with a missile this time?” Alvin teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captain’s face twisted in embarrassment, but he dared not retaliate, only forced a promise: “Mr. Stark, we guarantee absolute safety!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t have time for your nonsense. Lead the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony waved him off, letting the mold base lead ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>News of Tony Stark’s kidnapping in Afghanistan had nearly spread across all of America.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Department of Defense, under immense pressure, had prayed day and night—and thank God, this man returned unharmed, limbs intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the congressmen couldn’t imagine the public backlash they’d face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, public opinion meant nothing to Tony Stark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, right now Tony was overwhelmed—so much so he’d forgotten even Pepper Potts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, is this thing meant for humans?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony’s eyes were bloodshot, staring at the Adeptus Astartes-issue bolter, nearly tearing his hair out: “Who the hell thought to use rockets to propel bullets? The recoil alone could shatter an adult’s bones—insane, too… brutal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here it comes—the 2K-era human ranting about 40K weapons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin watched Tony’s meltdown, amused, and shoved a double cheeseburger into his mouth, drained his soda, and sighed contentedly: “You good? I thought you were some genius, but you can’t even figure out something this simple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, since the desert, Tony had subtly hinted he wanted to examine Alvin’s gear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tony didn’t know—Alvin had deliberately exploited his curiosity, exactly as planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, they reached an agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin handed over part of the equipment for Tony Stark to study; any research findings would be shared between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mutual benefit? He was delighted—eager for Tony to study it thoroughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And thus, the above scene unfolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank God, if you’d just shut your mouth, I’d make faster progress!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony, eyes bloodshot, glared at Alvin, who sat nearby eating and drinking: “And I’ve said it before—don’t leave burger wrappers here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the harm? Isn’t JARVIS here?” Alvin shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Alvin, I must remind you—I am Mr. Stark’s personal AI assistant, not a cleaning robot…” JARVIS, seemingly unable to watch further, chimed in: “Sir, there’s a charity gala tomorrow night—will you attend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, don’t bother me, JARVIS!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony grumbled, then buried himself back in his research.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was going mad—not because the technology was too hard, but because the weapon’s very design baffled him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of lunatic would design a gun that uses rockets to fire bullets?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this thing meant for fighting aliens?\u003C\u002Fp>",963,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b9ee309c71c46f8686e4bb5ec8cf79b625a1d358a765217010c5195e4bfec728","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-42","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-40",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]