"The road descended into chaos. A single halted car triggered a domino effect, resulting in a cascade of vehicle stops. Sharp stones strewn across the road scratched and scraped many cars.
Instantly, a symphony of angry voices filled the air as the car owners unleashed their frustration.
"Heh, it's been a while since I felt this exhilarated!"
Amidst the turmoil, the individual responsible for the turmoil reveled in his wild sprint, heedless of the cacophony trailing behind him. Furthermore, his pace was so swift that even the annoyed voices struggled to catch up, drowning in the wind's wake.
"Sir, your speed has reached Mach 2.6," Jarvis reported.
"Mach 2.6?" Fang Yan's eyebrows raised, surprised by his own capabilities. Initially content with achieving 2.5 times the speed of sound, he now recognized the potential for even greater accomplishment.
"Yes, sir. Continuing at this rate, you will hit Mach 2.8—a truly extraordinary feat."
"However, after analyzing your cellular data, I estimate your ultimate limit to be Mach 2.84, which translates to 965.6 meters per second."
"Understood."
Fang Yan's smile widened. This new insight meant that the conventional weapons available in the world would prove ineffective against him while wearing the steel battle suit, unless confronted with colossal TNT-equivalent missiles.
With the scenery whizzing by, Fang Yan's excitement was palpable. He hadn't anticipated such seamless performance on Earth.
Intent on gathering accurate data, Fang Yan decided to gradually decelerate. As he dipped below the speed of sound, a distinct sound finally reached his ears.
"Boom!"
A fleet of sports cars raced by at breakneck speeds, weaving and darting across the road in a dizzying display. Their reckless antics frustrated the responsible drivers on the road.
"It's a highway, not a racetrack! Are they not worried about causing an accident?!"
"Youth these days!"
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"Sunan, did you see that? My Lamborghini S left your Porsche in the dust!"
"Yang Le, watch me outpace you!"
"Xuhui, your Weilai is quite something!"
The quartet of sports cars continued to swap positions at high speeds, disregarding the surrounding cars and their owners' plight. Perturbed by their behavior, concerned citizens reported the matter to local authorities.
One of these affluent youngsters, Shen Xuhui from Ningcheng, hailed from a wealthy family. His personal fortune allowed him to acquire the expensive Weilai car worth over 9 million yuan.
Eager to showcase his new acquisition, Shen Xuhui had organized a gathering with friends on the Ningcheng Intercity Expressway. With focused attention on the road and the dashboard indicating 160 km/h, a sense of tension gripped him.
"Knock knock!"
A faint sound diverted his focus, causing his heart to skip a beat. Shen Xuhui's gaze flicked, his face contorted in shock as he exclaimed:
"Iron Man?!"
Unlike the parallel universe, Earth's main universe featured superheroes like Iron Man within MW comics. Astonishment painted his face as he identified the figure before him.
"MK42?! Unbelievable!"
"Sir, you're exceeding the speed limit. According to Dongxia's traffic regulations, you may be subject to a fine."
The interloper was none other than Fang Yan, who had quickly caught up using his extraordinary speed.
With Fang Yan's intervention, Shen Xuhui, the lead driver, was the first to come to a halt.
"Hey! Kidney Xuhui, what's the matter? Why the yelling?!"
"What's happening? Are you alright, Xuhui?"
"Come on, Xuhui, talk to us! What's going on?"
The voice from his phone confused his companions. They nearly lost control of their cars upon hearing Shen Xuhui's frantic outburst.
"Iron Man? Xu Hui, are you watching too many movies?"
"No... no..."
Shen Xuhui's hand quivered on the steering wheel, his words tremulous as he replied to his friends' concerns.
"Jarvis, take control of their cars and decelerate them. There's a rest stop a few kilometers ahead. Direct them there."
Recognizing the severity of the situation, Fang Yan knew that he couldn't allow chaos to ensue on the highway, potentially causing accidents.
The other drivers soon realized their vehicles were slowing down inexplicably. No matter how hard they pressed on the gas, their cars remained stagnant. Braking efforts proved futile as well.
"What the hell? Something's wrong! Sunan, Yang Le, my car won't budge!"
"What? Xia Cheng, are you experiencing problems too?"
"Why is everyone's car malfunctioning? Mine won't move either!"
Desperation painted their expressions as realization dawned—their vehicles had effectively come to a standstill.