I'm in an American comic book, and all my teammates are main characters and bosses.

Chapter 92. The Nordic countries cannot do without Loki, just like...

Upon learning of the presence of Hydra members within S.H.I.E.L.D., Steve quickly realized the gravity of the situation.

As a large, world-class organization, if S.H.I.E.L.D. has indeed been infiltrated, then Steve is certain that it's not just a few ordinary field agents who have been compromised. In the worst-case scenario…

"Nick Fury," Steve asked, "You've met Nick Fury. Do you see anything wrong with that?"

"It should be fine." Matt pointed to the mental hospital in the distance and said, "I paid attention when Nick Fury was being whipped and picking cotton here. Although I can't be sure, this guy shouldn't be a member of Hydra. Of course, this is just my personal feeling."

"Captain, you should also know that if Hydra really has infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., then there might not be a single clean person left in S.H.I.E.L.D. right now. As long as one position is filled by Hydra, it won't be long before a large number of Hydra members join its ranks."

"Even if Nick Fury isn't a member of Hydra, he may have unintentionally done many shady things for Hydra. So, be sure to observe carefully, lest you make the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. seem like the enemy."

"I know," Steve sighed. "Make more friends and fewer enemies. I read that in a book."

Upon hearing this, Matt raised an eyebrow and asked with a somewhat strange expression, "What book?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but it's in the reading corner of the rest area at the S.H.I.E.L.D. base."

"All right……"

Ma Te nodded.

They didn't talk much, and then Steve left under the cover of night. Seeing his captain's preoccupied look, Matt shook his head with a sigh.

She's definitely perky; even Kim Kardashian would be envious.

No wonder those blue copper pieces...

With a sigh, Matt shook his head and leaped across Hell's Kitchen in the dead of night.

Could it be said that it's all thanks to Ron causing trouble here? With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intervention, Hell's Kitchen is much more peaceful than before. Although it's still rife with fights, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, S.H.I.E.L.D. has also secretly supported some small gangs to take over the area without alerting anyone.

Unfortunately, Matt discovered this on the very first day S.H.I.E.L.D. moved in...

Aside from the numerous circumstances surrounding the confirmed mental hospital, another reason was that he had gained attention during the New York summer blizzard, which caught the attention of certain individuals.

Matt was so certain because he had been invited to Stark Industries to handle some legal matters, and unexpectedly overheard Tony talking about it… well, not just Tony, but some of the employees in the building also seemed to be agents planted by S.H.I.E.L.D. Matt had even seen one of them before—the woman who had been hanging at the entrance like a silkworm cocoon.

As he was thinking this, a thought struck him, and he looked toward the mental hospital in the distance. Matt could feel a familiar presence reappear there.

They're finally back.

Matt thought to himself—he had always wanted to have a serious talk with Ron about his condition. It was only after the major blizzard in New York that S.H.I.E.L.D. had begun sending in official agents to conduct a thorough investigation.

Having come from Hell's Kitchen and now working as a lawyer, Matt attracted the attention of some S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. To avoid the limelight, Matt kept a low profile for a while. When Matt reappeared, he found that Ron was gone. According to the cold-blooded man known as "Wolf," he seemed to have gone out on a mission.

Now that he was finally back, without much thought, Matt quickly headed towards the mental hospital.

The mental hospital is quite conspicuous in Hell's Kitchen—at least, it's located in the middle of a T-junction, with a straight street right outside. It's just that Hell's Kitchen is so chaotic that there aren't many drivers. Otherwise, a slight miscalculation on the accelerator would send the gate flying.

As one of the targets of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents' surveillance, mental hospitals naturally attract a lot of attention. Anyone going to a mental hospital is recorded and subsequently investigated or arrested for questioning.

It wasn't a big deal when he hid and watched from the sidelines, but now that Matt makes a move, countless eyes immediately fall on him.

But who was Matt? Even before the blood therapy, he was far superior to these agents. Having received the blood therapy, Matt simply flicked his wrist, and a scarlet whip of blood wrapped around the iron gate of the mental hospital. After a slight retraction, Matt flew over.

Seeing that Daredevil had gone inside, the agents exchanged glances, then one of them reported the situation to his superior, and then they resumed their noisy behavior.

Still sitting by the door, Wolf saw Matt arrive and pointed inside, saying, "Ron's over there."

"Okay, thank you."

Matt still respected wolves. He even greeted the Peripera, who was admiring the moon, as he passed by the door.

Because of the blood therapy, Matt was practically one of the people in the mental hospital. Matt had mixed feelings about this identity. But regardless, the fact that he had regained his sight was undeniable, and his strength had undeniably increased... several times over.

Upon arriving at Ron's room, Matt knocked on the door. After hearing Ron's invitation to come in, Matt restricted his supernatural perception to its state before the blood healing.

Having overly strong senses isn't always a good thing, especially for Ron; it can even become a weakness. Even if Ron himself isn't consciously aware of it, if someone else accidentally witnesses it, it can cause some mental problems... For example, Nick Fury and his crew spent three whole days picking cotton and were whipped for three days straight.

Without understanding these mystical things, Matt could only proceed with extreme caution in this regard.

As soon as the door was opened, a basin of cold water fell off the door frame with a splashing sound.

Soaked to the bone, Matt rallied his spirits—after spending some time with Ron, Matt was certain that Ron's main objective was definitely not something as childish as water on a door.

Sure enough, seeing Matt get drenched, Ron looked apologetic: "Sorry, I forgot there was a basin of water here. Here, let's dry your hair first."

Hearing this, Matt took the hairdryer Ron handed him and fell silent. After a moment's hesitation, Matt said:

"Why is this hair dryer so heavy?"

"High-quality materials."

"...Then why is it still made of iron?"

"I already said the ingredients are high-quality!"

With a slight twitch of his lips, Matt took a deep breath and said, "I've never heard of Magnum Industries ever producing a hair dryer with a 12.7mm nozzle!"

"Tsk."

Upon hearing Matt's words, Ron clicked his tongue in annoyance, then tossed the gleaming silver Desert Eagle aside, returned to his chair, and said, "Speak, what do you want?"

Regarding blood therapy.

Sitting down in a chair, Matt said, "During the blizzard in New York, I felt like my body was out of my control..."

"Yes, that's how blood therapy works. But don't worry, as you gradually become familiar with the blood in your body and fully grasp its mysteries, you will naturally be able to gain what is called freedom."

Having more or less sensed Matt's thoughts, Ron appeared quite casual: "You don't need to worry about me wanting anything from you. If I really wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't even need to prepare anything."

Ron tapped his head and looked at Matt, saying:

"Your extraordinary perception is a powerful weapon to ordinary people. Especially now that it has been enhanced, you can even observe the flow of arcane energy. But in my opinion, this is actually your greatest weakness. Because your mind cannot withstand this kind of observation of the real world. Just placing a physical entity of knowledge within your perception range will drive you insane."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Matt remained silent for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Don't mention it, you've given me quite a few system coins too... Hmm? You gave me system coins again? What did you do this time? You actually gave me so many system coins all at once?"

Hearing Ron's words, Matt hesitated. Although he didn't know what Ron meant by "system coins," judging from Ron's expression, Matt could roughly guess it was because of something he had done. And recently…

Is it something related to the captain?

Matt didn't say what he was thinking; he just nodded and said, "It's alright."

Ron didn't mind that Matt didn't want to talk. He just leisurely counted his spoils from the Flashpoint universe—Superman's head.

Although repeatedly blasted apart by Kratos, Superman stubbornly regenerates thanks to the World Virus. To better study this intriguing Kryptonian, Ron attempted to reassemble the body afterward. Unfortunately, Kratos's divine power was too violent, especially during the destruction; even with Ron's conscious efforts to repair the body, he ultimately only managed to salvage a head.

Matt's eyes flickered with a complex expression as he watched Ron fiddling with a human head.

Matt's feelings towards Ron were always quite complex. Like now, even though Ron could easily control himself through blood therapy, he didn't do so, and instead directly told Matt what he needed to overcome and what he needed to be careful about.

However, Ron's indifference to life was also something Matt found hard to accept—he came from Hell's Kitchen, his father was a black market boxer in an underground casino, and although his father died there for various reasons, Matt didn't succumb to despair. Instead, he resolved to save and change everything.

Matt knows what the world is like, and he knows how abhorrent its ugliest aspects are, but he still chooses to embrace the light.

But Ron...

Matt didn't know how to assess him. Because sometimes, Matt felt that Ron didn't even see himself as human...

Just then, Ron turned to Matt and boasted, "Your eyes are weird, but this is Superman's head, a rare and precious collectible even in the infinite multiverse—what's with that look? My head is perfectly legitimate, okay!"

Feeling Matt's gaze, Ron curled his lip and said, "It's only because you Marvel people don't know what's good for you. If this were in DC, I could attract a ton of attention just by wearing this head around my waist. Even Batman would be shouting 'Invincible!'"

She's having another fit of madness.

He silently pursed his lips, and Matt, standing beside him, simply asked, "Do you... even consider yourself human?"

"That depends on how you look at it."

Hearing this, Ron didn't seem to care much. He had pondered similar questions countless times in his past life. Finally, Ron said with a look of disdain:

"The world we see is completely different, not simply confined to the concept of 'human.' You know what? I can now even clearly distinguish which pig is more beautiful in the eyes of other pigs, and I can even appreciate that beauty. Damn, now I finally understand why there are so many hybrids among dragons in fantasy novels..."

Well, that explains it.

Just as Matt was still thinking, Kratos walked over. Seeing that there were other people in Ron's room, he didn't say anything, just stood there with his arms crossed, remaining silent.

Although he remained silent, the battle had only just ended, and the residual energy from Kratos's divine power still lingered. This energy was extremely faint, imperceptible to most. However, Matt could clearly sense a surging aftershock of energy.

Matt gave Kratos a deep look, nodded slightly, and then tactfully got up and left.

As Matt passed by Kratos, he unexpectedly saw Mimir pinned to Kratos's waist. Even though he knew Kratos was not someone to mess with, Matt couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Before Matt could think further, he saw Mimir, who was resting with his eyes closed, raise an eyebrow and look at Matt with a puzzled expression.

"Um... bro, is there something you need?"

"……No."

Seeing Mimir looking completely unfazed, Matt took a deep breath, telling himself that it was no surprise that any oddballs appeared here, and then quickly left.

Seeing that Matt had left, Kratos knocked on the door and came in.

Ignoring the Superman head in Ron's hand, Kratos simply said in a low voice, "When are you going to bring Atreus over...?"

"Now."

Ron also stood up and said, "But we can't just take it directly."

Why?

"Because Atreus is the key to the Norse world," Ron said. "The fate he carries is tied to the future of all of Norse mythology. If he were to be taken away carelessly... you can imagine what a dying universe would look like."

(End of this chapter)