Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

[Description: The materialized form of Loki's power, the god of mischief. It is a perfect combination of chaos, madness, and a distortion of reality.]

[Effect: The wearer will unleash their deepest, most primal, and repressed desires, amplifying them countless times. During wear, the host will receive the blessing of "Humorous Cartoon Character Power." Ignoring conventional laws and the conservation of mass and energy, the wearer can transform the real world into absurd cartoon scenes. The strength of this ability depends on the user's imagination.]

[Limitations: This item is strictly governed by the rotation of celestial bodies. It can only be used in Earth-like environments, and its effects are strictly limited to the nighttime period from sunset to sunrise at the user's current location. Once the first rays of sunlight appear, the mask will lose all its divine power and automatically detach from the user's face.]

[Note: This mask does not possess mind control capabilities; it is merely a magnifying glass for your true self. If you're a repressed pervert, wearing it will turn you into a cosmic-level psychopath; if you're a madman, wearing it... well, good luck to the world.]

"Loki's mask..." Azu ran his fingers along the edge of the mask, lost in thought.

He knew exactly what it was. The green monster that could wreak absolute chaos in the city. Its power was immense, even bordering on conceptual invincibility.

However, this restriction is too strict; it can only be used during Earth's nighttime.

His great-grandfather is a man destined to conquer the stars.

"It's a fun toy, I guess. Maybe it'll come in handy." Azu didn't show much excitement and casually tossed the Loki mask into his magic pocket.

"Let's see what the second one is."

Because his attention was completely focused on the Loki mask, he didn't notice the system's notification.

What appeared in Azu's hand was a piece of red cloth, like a cloak.

Ah Zu held the red cloth, his eyebrows raised high.

"What is this? Doctor Strange's cloak?" Azu shook the red cloth in his hand, trying to make it move on its own.

The red cloth remained unresponsive, hanging limply like a dead object.

"What's wrong? Is this thing broken?" Azu frowned and carefully examined the item's description.

It was fine if I hadn't looked, but once I did, I was overjoyed.

Ah Zu stared at the words on the panel, stunned for a good ten seconds.

Then, a burst of wild laughter erupted in the empty living room.

"Hahahaha—what the hell is this amazing gadget?!"

"This blind box has been upgraded, and the stuff they're releasing is really great!"

Just as Azu was rubbing it with great affection, the system notification sounded again.

"The current item has been detected as a replacement component for the host system uniform. Consume 5000 special popularity points to fuse it with the current uniform, replacing the existing Stars and Stripes cape?"

"To restore the classic skin, you can use 500 special popularity points."

Azu looked at the words and didn't hesitate for even a second.

"Replace it, of course! Immediately!"

As the command was given, Azu's red and blue uniform began to change. The gold buckles on his shoulders that secured the Stars and Stripes cape popped open automatically, and the cape, which had been with him for so long, turned into specks of light and dissipated into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the red cloth in his hand seemed to come alive. It climbed up Azu's arm and finally locked firmly onto the buckle on his shoulder, then slid smoothly down his back.

""

Ah Zu stood up and walked to the full-length mirror in the bedroom.

The man in the mirror was still wearing that tight-fitting blue battle suit, and the golden eagle poised to take flight was still on his chest.

But behind him, there was no longer the somewhat complicated Stars and Stripes, but a pure bright red cape.

The red cloak hung down without wind, clinging to the lines of his broad back.

This classic red and blue color scheme, abandoning unnecessary frills, makes him look more concise and composed.

"Okay, consider it a tribute to the classics."

There was a surprise, but there was still no way to take Harley away.

He turned his head and looked at the woman still sleeping soundly on the bed. Harley rolled over, smacked her lips, and seemed to be having a sweet dream.

Since we can't take her with us, we must maximize her popularity and value in the remaining two and a half days.

Ah Zu glanced at the clock on the wall; there was still an hour until dawn.

"That's enough."

He didn't wake Harley, but simply pulled the blanket over her exposed navel, then turned and headed towards the shelter's exit.

With a gurgling sound of air currents, Azu's figure disappeared into the vast night once again.

In this war-torn world, finding what he needs is not easy, but he has speed and patience.

Azu maintained his hypersonic flight, his red reflective cloak leaving a straight red line behind him.

A few minutes later, he landed in a once bustling European city that was now nothing but ruins.

Paris.

The Seine has long since dried up, and its riverbed is littered with rusted metal debris and weathered bones.

Azu hovered above the Champs-Élysées, where most of the buildings had collapsed. His super vision, like radar, swept across every ruin and every dilapidated building below.

"Found it."

He arrived at a collapsed building.

This was originally a world-class jewelry store. After the building was bombed, many of the world's top luxury goods were buried under the rubble weighing tens of tons.

Azu stepped forward, grabbed a piece of load-bearing wall debris weighing tens of tons with both hands, and casually tossed it over a hundred meters away.

After cleaning it by hand for a few minutes, he saw the deformed alloy vault door.

Azu inserted his hand into the crack of the door and exerted a little force with his arms. With a piercing metallic tearing sound, he forcefully ripped open the heavy vault door.

Because the vault was well-sealed, it was not contaminated by dust.

Azu's gaze immediately locked onto the separate safe in the center of the vault.

A diamond ring lay quietly on the black velvet lining. The diamond was almost exaggeratedly large, with a flawless cut, and under the emergency lights, it reflected a dazzling brilliance.

"Perfect."

Azu closed the jewelry box with satisfaction and tossed it into his magic pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he flew to a top-tier haute couture wedding dress shop a few blocks away.

The shop was also dilapidated, but fortunately, a treasure of the shop was displayed in a sealed, dustproof glass cabinet in the back room.

It was a pure white haute couture wedding dress. The train was several meters long, and it was hand-sewn with thousands of tiny pearls and intricate lace patterns.

Its purity and preciousness form a stark contrast to this devastated world.

Azu shattered the glass with a single punch, carefully removed the artwork from the doll, folded it neatly, and put it into his magic pocket.

After finishing all this, he dusted off his hands, looked up at the eastern horizon, and saw the faint light of dawn breaking through the horizon.

Dawn is approaching. Although in this world, sunlight can hardly penetrate the gloom completely, the alternation of day and night still exists.

Azu's legs were bent.

"Bang!"

The figure transformed into a red and blue shooting star once more, flying back towards the shelter.