I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

Holding Illya's small hand tightly, Shirou Emiya glared at Wuming and shouted.

"That's really unfortunate. While I was waiting for you, she already agreed to have dinner at my place. Besides, my cooking skills are much better than yours. Ilya is still growing, and my nutritional combinations of ingredients are more suitable for her age."

Wuming also refused to let go, while continuing to mock Shirou Emiya.

"Nonsense! My cooking skills have improved a lot, and I just passed my Level 1 Nutritionist exam last month. When it comes to balancing nutritious foods, I'm no worse than you!"

"Cooking skills improve with age and practice. Don't struggle, you can't possibly beat me, who's older. Just like your immaturity, your cooking skills are far from perfect."

The two of them, each holding onto one of Ilya's arms, argued fiercely, neither giving an inch, their expressions growing increasingly agitated.

"So, can we please stop arguing?"

A soft footstep stopped in front of the two who were arguing.

"What are you doing?"

Shiki looked at Emiya Shirou and Mumei, who were arguing and holding Illya back, with an expression of utter disbelief. She asked them a question, and Kurogiri Mikiya, who was standing next to her, immediately stepped forward and advised the two to let go of Illya.

"I'm sorry, Senior Ryougi, I was a bit out of line."

Emiya Shirou apologized earnestly, followed by Illya, whom he had previously pulled back.

“I’m really sorry, team leader,” Wuming just shrugged, seemingly indifferent, “I just couldn’t stand the childishness of a certain idiot and couldn’t help but try to guide him, only to find out that he is actually a hopeless idiot.”

"Who's the idiot? The guy who calls others idiots is the idiot himself!"

"As you can see, the team leader is just a clueless kid who can set things off with just a few words. I'm really worried about his future teammates."

"You bastard!"

The tension between Shirou Emiya and Nameless intensified once again.

"Are you two performing a comedy routine?"

Shi continued to look at the two of them with an expression of utter disbelief, but having lost interest, she quickly prepared to turn and leave.

"Team leader, are you getting ready for another business trip?"

Noticing that Shi was holding a stack of materials, Wuming asked a question.

"I'm going to the Freedom Alliance's Meibang the day after tomorrow. I applied for about two weeks."

Kurogiri Kaneya also explained from the side.

In other words, have you found any clues?

Wuming narrowed his eyes and stopped asking questions, while Shirou Emiya, who knew nothing about it, was still very curious and asked where they were going, whether it was for sightseeing or official business.

So this kid is really an idiot, can't he see the annoyance in the other person's eyes at all?

Ryougi Shiki's trip to Meibang wasn't for a vacation, and official business certainly wasn't something a combatant like her was good at. What would make her willingly leave her peaceful life could only be something more important.

Hatred.

Many years ago, after the Transcendent Act was enacted, the birth of new Transcendents was no longer permitted worldwide. Ryougi Shiki's family had been conducting some kind of research. The specifics of this research were unknown to Wuming, but it was certain that it was a path to becoming a Transcendent. Subsequently, Ryougi Shiki's family was forcibly dismantled, and their research was completely destroyed. After an operation, Ryougi Shiki herself had her two personalities separated. Her original personality, Ori, who was originally one with her, was required to travel abroad instead of staying in Japan. Ori and Shiki were only allowed to spend one month together each year.

After the family effectively ceased to exist, the family members who had been relocated from Japan began to disappear one by one, losing contact with each other. Sensing something was wrong, Shiki began to investigate, eventually tracing back to the missing family members. However, by then, all of them were dead, having suffered brutal torture and met a gruesome end.

Some people wanted to know what the Ryougi family was researching and took rather radical measures to do so.

From then on, Shi began her investigation into those people, and for several years she traveled all over the world searching for clues about the murderer.

Will we find any useful clues this time?

Wuming had some doubts.

While the group was talking in front of the Special Science headquarters, a distinct smell of gunpowder was slowly spreading in Li Chengjia's corridor.

Two or three clear bullet holes were left in the walls and the door, and Li Cheng pressed a person against the wall with his neck, so hard that cracks began to appear in the wall.

"Hey buddy, calm down. I'm not hostile at all this time. Look, I'm not even wearing a uniform."

The man pinned against the wall by Li Cheng was a tall man with a face covered in hideous and terrifying scars. He had no hair, eyebrows, or beard, and his exposed fingers also looked rotten and unsightly. His entire body seemed to have suffered extremely severe damage, to the point of being completely disfigured.

Deadpool, that's the identity of the man in front of you. He has A-level limb regeneration ability and the strength of an A-level martial artist. He's a mercenary with no moral bottom line and a mouth full of swear words.

Li Cheng had a very bad impression of this man.

“Seriously, man, you’re suffocating me,” Deadpool’s breathing became heavy as his neck was pressed against the wall. “You know, men get erections when they’re suffocating. Do you want me to ejaculate in front of you? Oh my god, that’s going to make me blush.”

Bang!

Li Cheng slapped Deadpool to the ground, then watched with disgust as the man got up, winked at him, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Delivering a package."

Suddenly, Deadpool appeared out of nowhere, wearing a delivery hat, and handed a tightly packaged box to Li Cheng.

"Is it filled with a bomb?"

Li Cheng did not answer.

"No, it contains a raped banana."

Deadpool said seriously.

"..."

“…Okay, this joke might be a bit lame,” Deadpool coughed twice after a brief silence, his expression turning serious. “This is your friend, or at least he claims to be your friend, who asked me to give it to you. You know, even though I don’t care much about face, I’m your most loyal partner as long as you pay me.”

"That man called himself Tie Feng. Right now, his fate is probably unknown. Although I don't know who he offended and why he's being hunted down so badly. Anyway, according to him, once you see what's in here, you'll know what to do."

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Chapter 2, Section 360: The Welcoming Ceremony in America

The Free Union, a vast country comprised of many nations, claimed to represent the entire free world. It occupied the entirety of North and South America, as well as Europe. It was divided into many different states, and among them, the United States, formerly North America and now the North American archipelago, was undoubtedly the political and economic center of the Free Union.

The Free Alliance was originally composed of many different countries, but these countries suffered severe damage in the meat grinder known as World War III, and for various reasons, eventually formed the huge nation-state we know today.

The North American archipelago, once a single landmass but shattered into countless fragmented islands during wartime, remains the heart of the nation.

As he stepped off the plane and looked at the towering city before him, Li Cheng squinted and stood still. Then he felt someone bump into his lumbar spine.

Turning around, Xi nudged him with her head, clearly displeased that he was standing still.

New New York, built on the ruins of old New York after the war, is a vast city composed of more than a dozen islands of varying sizes, far more prosperous than the now half-dead Tokyo.

Is this the place my former comrades-in-arms led me to?

Unlike in Japan, where most people were Asian, now on the streets, people with yellow skin were rare and outliers. However, considering the relatively tense relationship between the China Alliance and the Free Alliance, this situation was not surprising.

After all, even though Li Cheng had an action group affiliation, his journey from Japan to the Freedom Alliance was only successful after going through a very strict approval process.

So, where exactly is Martin Luther Street?

With these questions in mind, Li Cheng, after leaving the airport, found a police officer not far away and asked him for advice.

“Martin Luther? Martin Luther King Jr.? Hmm, it seems to be the same street,” the tall police officer frowned, thought for a moment and said, “Take the 16 Underwater Metro, get off at District 7, look at the street map there, and you’ll know where it is.”

"Thank you, officer."

Li Cheng spoke politely, then took tide's hand and prepared to leave.

"Hey kid," the officer suddenly called out to Li Cheng, "that's not a safe place. What are you doing there with a kid? Don't be stupid."

It's not a peaceful place.

Although I'd heard that the security situation in the Freedom Alliance area wasn't very good, the fact that a police officer had to issue such a warning to tourists suggests that the place might indeed be somewhat chaotic.

But you're really mistaken, buddy. Those criminals who are terrifying to ordinary people are actually the pitiful and helpless ones in front of this seemingly harmless girl.

Although Zi's consciousness had not yet returned, Li Cheng was well aware that this little girl with long golden hair had completely surpassed him in physical fitness, and her demonic power had already recovered to about 70-80%. Li Cheng had no doubt that her true combat ability had been basically restored.

"Don't worry, officer, I'm aware of my own limitations and won't put myself in danger."

As Li Cheng spoke, he led tide away slowly. The police officer thought about it for a moment, and only when another officer who had gone to the restroom returned did he speak thoughtfully:

"Hey Nord, is Martin Luther Street the same street as Martin Luther King Jr. Street? You know, I've never been very good at remembering streets outside my own district."

“Oh my God, I feel like kicking you in the ass for saying that. You’re such an idiot, Jerry,” the officer named Nord said, his face full of shock. “Martin Luther Street is in the Ninth District, and Martin Luther King Street is in the Seventh District. They’re more than thirty kilometers apart, and you’re asking me if they’re the same street? Why don’t you ask whether men should wear boxer briefs or briefs?”

“Oh, you damn donkey! I just didn’t know the place well, and I don’t care if you’re wearing underwear or not,” Jerry retorted angrily, then slapped his forehead, his expression turning panicked. “Damn it, didn’t I give you the wrong place?”

At this time, Li Cheng had finished studying the subway route and used the gap to directly arrive near the subway exit of District 7.

Martin Luther King Jr. Street? Martin Luther King Jr. Street? Could there be a mistake? Tie Feng should have said Martin Luther King Jr. Street, right? But the police officer just said they were the same. I have a feeling I might have been tricked.

Never mind, let's go there and take a look first.

Martin Luther King Jr. Street, Lane 18. Li Cheng arrived at his destination quickly, without much trouble.

It was a dilapidated neighborhood, surrounded by low, old houses, and even some tents and shacks. The ground was muddy, and dirty, old vehicles were parked haphazardly everywhere.

Compared to the bustling city I saw when I got off the plane, this place looked like an abandoned garbage dump, much like the urban ruins outside Tokyo. Only, it was much more dilapidated and rudimentary.

Li Cheng noticed that a large number of black people were gathered in this area. These people were dressed simply, even in some tattered clothes, and most of them were looking at Li Cheng and Xi with hostile expressions. From their eyes, Li Cheng could clearly feel the ill intentions and greed in them.

So that's how it is. This is a gathering place for impoverished Black people.

Li Cheng was fairly certain that he had gone to the wrong place. However, just to be on the safe side, he walked the entire length of Lane 18, and only after confirming that there were no doors with lion heads printed on them did he decide to leave and go elsewhere to ask someone for directions.

However, at this moment, three young men with thuggish looks stood in front of Li Cheng.

“Hey, this road is for people. If monkeys want to pass, they have to pay a fine.”

One of them opened his mouth wide, revealing his uneven, yellowish-brown teeth. A strong smell of smoke, mixed with the stench of rotten vegetable roots that had been decaying for more than ten days, wafted into Li Cheng's nose.

tide revealed a look as if she had seen a devil, and instantly slipped behind Li Cheng, covering her nose. Seeing her do this, the three thugs burst into laughter, probably thinking that their performance had frightened the girl who looked no more than ten years old.

Being stopped by a few thugs was such a cliché plot. Li Cheng had absolutely no interest in paying them any attention and was ready to activate his portal and teleport away.

But before that, a fierce barrage of artillery fire interrupted Li Cheng's actions.

Before the three thugs blocking the road could even react to what was happening, a bus that had been launched high into the air plummeted back down amidst the flames. Li Cheng picked up Xi, and with a gentle kick, he was out of the vehicle's path. The three thugs, who hadn't even finished their lines, had already disappeared into the dust kicked up by the crashing bus.

Immediately afterwards, countless bullets began to fire wildly through the thick smoke, and at least fifty people were divided into two groups, engaging in fierce firefights.

Just as Li Cheng emerged from the thick smoke, a rocket landed squarely on the building next to him, sending a deluge of debris crashing down. Li Cheng stomped on the ground, channeling his demonic power to raise an earthen wall that blocked the falling debris. However, a second rocket then hurtled straight towards Li Cheng's face.