My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

After saying goodbye to Strange.

Xinian and Gwen arrived at a bustling pedestrian street not far from the headquarters of Future Era.

There's something Xinian urgently needs to confirm!

Chapter 331, The Fourth Permanent Ability, The Ancient One

New York, Queens, pedestrian street.

It was afternoon, and the streets were bustling with traffic and activity. The LED lights were flashing as usual, and some external screens were still broadcasting news about the split in the Avengers Civil War.

Captain America, Black Widow, Winter Soldier, Falcon...

Five-star wanted!

……

The boy and the slightly older girl with short hair held hands, looking just like an ordinary couple strolling down a bustling street.

Xinian looked around, scanning the pedestrians on the street.

Soon, he noticed something and stared intently at a street performer.

Gwen also glanced over there curiously, but her spider-sense detected nothing unusual about the other person.

But in Xinian's eyes...

A black mist swirled around the street performer's feet.

Similar to the black mist that appeared on Strange's paralyzed hands earlier. However, the black mist on the street performer's feet was more abundant and constantly condensing, unlike the dissipating mist on Strange's hands…

What are these black mists that only he can see?

Xinian harbored some suspicions, but more so doubts and confusion.

He pulled Gwen along and continued walking forward.

hope Nian then noticed that among the passersby, there were a few individuals whose bodies were shrouded in this black mist.

The amount of black mist surrounding a person, as well as its condensation or dissipation, varies.

He saw a homeless man sitting next to a trash can, with most of his body shrouded in black mist, which was constantly gathering into his body!

"Could it be..."

hope Nian had a vague idea of ​​what was going on, but he still didn't dare to draw any conclusions.

He instructed the AI ​​Alice to record and observe all the passersby who were shrouded in black mist.

We should have a conclusion in a day or two.

hope Nian thought to himself.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Xinian woke up on the king-size bed in the top-floor office of the Future Era.

He glanced to the side.

The blanket revealed the exquisite curves of a beautiful body, with a few strands of golden hair, tinged with sweat, clinging to the sleeping face, and an arm and neck peeking out, white and lustrous.

Without disturbing the other person, hope Nian pulled back the covers and stepped down naked.

I finished showering in an office that resembled a luxury hotel.

hope Nian suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring a change of clothes. He opened the door to the bathroom and saw a brand new set of men's clothes neatly placed at the door.

hope Nian was taken aback.

Outside, a lavish breakfast, enough for two, had been laid out on the table.

Gwen was still fast asleep; only Wanda could do these things...

hope Nian's expression was somewhat complicated.

He made up an excuse last night to send Wanda home.

Wanda seemed to know what Xinian was going to do, and without asking why, she obediently went back and didn't come back here last night.

Xinian glanced around and, not seeing Wanda, picked up his clothes and changed.

At this moment.

On the other side of the real world, in mirror space.

A small figure dressed in a red dress stood there, watching Xinian, who had changed into her clothes and started eating breakfast in reality, through a mirror-like spatial wall.

……

As Xinian was eating breakfast, Alice's report arrived: "Master, the matter you asked me to investigate yesterday..."

Tell me about it.

hope Nian nodded slightly as he ate his pasta.

Alice reported: "The first person is named Amos, male, 39 years old, and works as a street performer. He was hit by a truck late last night when he was on his way home. He is currently in the hospital and is in critical condition. At least he will lose both of his legs."

“Continue,” hope Nian nodded.

Alice: "The second person. Holt Ed, male, fifty-five years old, a vagrant."

"He was shot dead on the street early this morning, with two bullets killing him."

"..." hope Nian remembered that the other person was one of the passersby he saw yesterday afternoon who was shrouded in the most black mist.

He paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Continue."

“The third person. Orina Lisa, female, 29 years old, works as a bank employee.” Alice said, “Nothing happened to her last night or this morning.”

"Nothing happened?"

hope Nian found it strange.

After all, the black mist surrounding the other person was second only to the second homeless man...

Alice continued, "I checked Olena Lisa's medical records and found that she has a brain tumor and will have craniotomy in a couple of days. According to the system's calculations, her condition is not optimistic."

"The fourth one..." Alice continued her report.

hope Nian interrupted her, "That's enough."

hope Nian placed the knife and fork on the CD, his eyes filled with a complex and strange expression.

Now he could confirm what the black mist he was seeing was.

That is……

death!

More accurately, it's the edge and shadow of the concept and rules of death!

When a fog-like rule of death gathers around a person, it indicates that that person is about to encounter something that threatens their life, and the probability of death is closely related to the amount of fog.

When the fog dissipates from a person, it means that the person has experienced a life-threatening event and survived!

“Sister…” hope murmured to herself.

This may be the ability that was awakened after his soul merged with the mark of death under his sister's guidance.

This allows Xinian's eyes to perceive the outline and shadow of the concept of death!

That counts.

The fourth permanent ability that Xinian truly possessed after Spider-Sense, Iron Body, and Divine Immortality—

Death Eye!

……

Inside the unmanned laboratory at the Future Era headquarters.

A large human bio-pod slowly opened, revealing a middle-aged man lying shirtless inside.

The man's arms were covered with hundreds of tiny wires, densely packed together. As the warehouse door opened, countless wire ends detached from his arms and retracted back into place.

Strange opened his eyes, sat up in the bio-pod, and looked down at his hands, whose muscles and skin were intact.

Only at the joints of the arms and wrists is there a faint silver metallic sheen, like a thin, extra wristband.

"Fixed, give it a try."

Alice's voice rang out from inside the laboratory.

Strange immediately clenched his fist, excitedly exclaiming, "I feel great! My hands have tremendous power!"

He tried to throw a punch forward, and even a casual punch brought up a sharp gust of wind!

Alice: "Of course, your semi-mechanical hands are now three times stronger than before. Not only that, your reaction speed and stable control have also increased three times. Thanks to the built-in vibranium metal, your impact resistance has increased more than tenfold."

"My hands are completely healed, and they're even better than before!"

Strange looked at his raised cyborg hand and tears streamed down his face.

……

at this time.

Future Era Headquarters, Top Floor Office.

hope Nian was still amazed by the fourth permanent ability he had mastered when, at that moment, he heard the sound of light footsteps landing in the room behind him.

Wanda, you're back?

hope Nian subconsciously turned around to look, and was slightly taken aback.

All I saw was...

A bald woman in a yellow robe stood with her hands behind her back in the center of the living room, her usually calm and composed eyes now fixed on him with a complex expression.

Chapter 332, I Really Don't Want to Be the Supreme Being

"Master."