My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

Since the other party had already laid their cards on the table, Gwen readily admitted it.

When Gwen first saw Kara at school, she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis did not stem from the so-called rival mentality, but from a deeper level—it made her body and mind tremble even more than when facing a huge and powerful hatred!

“No matter what your motives are, you can come at me privately. Xinian is just an ordinary person!” Gwen quietly clenched her fist, facing Kara, ready to fight at any moment.

Kara simply smoothed her hair, her face serious as she said, "Senior, my views on choosing a partner are perfectly normal, and I have absolutely no interest in you. As for Senior Xinian, since you, who are not ordinary people, can be friends with him, why can't I be his future partner?"

It seems reasonable?

Gwen raised her eyebrows slightly, sensing that Kara was not someone to be trifled with, but it seemed that she really had no intention of harming Xinian.

Recalling what had just happened, Gwen asked, "What do you think of that cat?"

“That’s no ordinary cat,” Kara said seriously. “No, it just has a cat-like appearance. In fact, it has absolutely nothing to do with cats, either internally or in terms of species.”

Kara rested her cheek on her hand and pondered, "This is the first time I've ever seen such a creature. Its internal structure and organs are very unusual, like a small, movable black hole."

"Huh? Wouldn't it be very dangerous for Xinian to be alone with it?" Gwen immediately stood up and looked worriedly at the train's restroom, which was completely silent.

"Don't worry, senior." Kara blinked and said to a metal shelter in the bathroom, "I've been watching it since just now. That creature is very well-behaved with the senior, just like an ordinary kitten."

"You...you can see through things?!" Gwen turned around in surprise to look at Kara, recalling Kara's analysis and judgment of the kitten earlier. If she couldn't see through things, how could she know the kitten's internal condition?

I'm not an ordinary person, and that's probably how they figured it out!

“Of course.” Kara nodded matter-of-factly, pointing towards the restroom: “Hey, Senior Xinian is in there right now…”

"Close your eyes! Stop looking!" Gwen's face flushed red as she covered Kara's eyes with her hand, stopping her from peeking towards the bathroom.

Kara instinctively raised her hand and gently pushed away Gwen, who was pounced on her.

But then there was a loud thud as Gwen slammed into the back of the seat opposite her, her face showing shock.

Where does that slender, fair arm get such terrifying strength?

Kara panicked this time and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, senior, I... I didn't control my strength."

"All I can say is, thankfully, it was me." Gwen exhaled, dusted off the back of her clothes, and stood up again as if nothing had happened.

A short while later.

Xinian returned to his seat with the backpack containing the little orange cat, looking at Gwen and Kara 'fighting' together in surprise.

The two beautiful girls seem to get along even better than I imagined.

Upon seeing Xinian return, Gwen and Kara quickly returned to normal. They sat calmly and peacefully in their seats, as if nothing had happened, reverting to their respective personas of aloof mature woman and girl next door.

Xinian was completely baffled by this.

Wait, why is there a dent in the back of the chair in front of him?

Regardless.

The train continued at a steady speed, getting closer and closer to its destination—New York.

Chapter 26, New York: A Battleground That Doesn't Exist

New York City, the economic capital of the United States.

Skyscrapers stand side by side, and LED billboards are dazzling.

Today is another peaceful day—yeah right!

Every half hour, the distinctive sirens of police cars can be heard on the bustling city streets, creating a vibrant atmosphere of "freedom."

Actually, since Tony Stark publicly revealed his identity as Iron Man over a year ago, New York, with Stark Industries headquarters, has become much more stable. After all, criminals don't know whether that billionaire playboy will suddenly don his damn cool Iron Man suit and blast them to their deaths at Mach 6 speed before committing crimes here.

Although everyone knows that Tony Stark rarely actually punishes 'small crimes' like bank robberies, the sheer power imbalance—the absolute certainty that once he encounters such a criminal, there is no chance of escape—still instills fear in many criminal gangs.

This perfectly aligns with the current advertising slogan: "In 2011, technology makes the world a better place!"

Iron Man is a king crowned with groundbreaking technology.

His immense power as a superhero is, in some ways, even greater than that of a city police officer.

At this moment.

Tony Stark, known by titles such as Iron Man, Playboy, and Billionaire, is in a famous New York nightclub, surrounded by a group of scantily clad dancers and models with curvaceous figures.

“Hey Tony, can we please not meet at places like this when we’re talking about serious business?”

His friend and U.S. Army Colonel James Rhodes looked speechless as he struggled to squeeze through the crowd of women to get next to Tony Stark, his imposing and neat officer uniform looking completely out of place in the current environment.

However, the title of colonel was enough to intimidate many people, and after Rhodes arrived, the women dispersed from Stark, who was attracting attention.

"Changing the location is impossible, it'll never happen in this lifetime. But you, could you please stop wearing this outfit every time? It really ruins the atmosphere and mood," Stark joked, casually picking up a glass of red wine and swirling it around.

"I just sneaked out of the base."

Despite saying that, Rhodes took a glass of red wine from a passing bartender's tray and toasted with Stark.

The lights were shining brightly, and the sound system was booming.

After drinking, Rod looked completely intoxicated and quickly immersed himself in the moment.

"What brings you here in the middle of the day?" Stark asked casually.

"Oh right, I almost forgot about the important matter!"

Rhodes shuddered, looked at his friend with a serious expression, and lowered his voice, saying, "Haven't you been looking for some people with extraordinary talents or incredible powers for the past six months?"

"That's true."

Stark nodded frankly; he hadn't kept his desire to create a superhero team a secret from his friend. If Rhodes hadn't had a military background that often prevented him from acting independently, Rhodes would undoubtedly be a member of that team.

"How's it going?" Rod asked curiously.

"It's not bad, we already have two or three candidates."

Although Stark's tone remained casual, Rhodes could sense his helplessness.

In fact, Stark has only found one candidate, and that was just in the last few days.

There were two more people, proposed by the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Fortunately, the person he found was far superior to ordinary people in both intellect and ability.

This was the only thing that could bring Stark some comfort.

Despite the vastness of the world, there are still very few humans who possess abilities beyond those of ordinary people.

"What do you think of the new superhero in Washington, the silver-haired goddess? She defeated the Abomination, a clone of the Hulk!" Rhodes asked with great interest.

“Of course, I had Jarvis check that very night.” Stark shrugged and squinted. “Although the information is limited, I’m certain she lives in Washington.”

……

The streets of Times Square were packed with people, Christmas tree decorations were everywhere, and the festive atmosphere had enveloped the entire city.

"Xinian, what do you think of this?" Gwen, wearing a Santa hat, asked, tugging at Xinian's sleeve.

hope Nian: "It looks good."

"Senior, where's mine?" Kara touched the reindeer bell around her neck, and the bell rang with a clear and melodious metallic sound.

hope Nian: "It looks good."

Throughout the entire journey, Gwen and Kara, along with their assistant Xinian, strolled around the bustling commercial streets, making the two beautiful girls a striking sight in the city.

Although being surrounded by beautiful girls was a great experience, Xinian didn't forget his main task.

When they reached the crossroads, Xinian suggested, "Alright, I'll take this side of the street, and you two can take the other side."

"Huh?" Gwen's smile vanished.

"Why?" Kara asked, looking equally puzzled.

“Gwen, have you forgotten? You came here beforehand to do tourism research.” Xinian gestured, “The streets are so big, we can’t possibly see them all. Why don’t we split up and each go on one side? You and Kara can go together, which will also ensure your safety.”

Gwen's mind went blank for a moment, never expecting that the excuse she had made earlier had backfired.

“Senior, I…” Kara looked up, about to say something, but met Xinian’s smile: “Then I’ll leave it to you, Kara. You and Gwen, take care of each other’s safety.”

Kara opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say, "Aren't you the most insecure one?"

Unable to express her refusal, she could only reluctantly agree: "Okay."

"Then it's settled."

Xinian, carrying his schoolbag, walked alone toward a street.

The two beautiful girls, Gwen and Kara, were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

How did things develop like this?

……

hope Nian took photos and videos with his phone as he walked in one direction of the street. He didn't know how long he walked until a building caught his eye.

It was a memorial hall.

Adult travelers frequently came and went with their children, some of the children holding plastic pentagram shields, their eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

Seeing this distinctive scene, it's obvious what kind of memorial hall this is.

Captain America Memorial.

As the first superhero created in human history, Captain America's influence in this country is undeniable, even though he died in a plane crash more than half a century ago. Even today, many American soldiers still regard him as a role model and idol.

I had only heard about it before, but this is the first time I've ever seen the Captain America Memorial.

This is a must-see landmark for tourists visiting New York.

As Xinian stood in front of the steps at the entrance of the memorial hall, hesitating whether to go in for a visit, a tall young man walked out from inside.

The young white man was wearing casual pants and a jacket, with a low-brimmed baseball cap, his head slightly lowered so his face was obscured. However, hope Nian was standing at the bottom of the steps, at a slightly upward angle from which he could just make out Xi Nian's features.

“Mr. Rogers?” Xinian asked in surprise.

The white youth paused for a moment, looked at the boy in front of him, and nodded slightly.

The person who secretly walked out of the memorial right now is none other than the person the memorial commemorates—Captain America, Steve Rogers!