Lord of Cinder in American Comics

"Ash, I'm inserting modified video clips into the Pacific Bank's CCTV. The replacement can be completed as soon as the operation begins."

Moz closed the door of the electrical box, put the rest of the items back in their places, and then freed his hand to pick up the phone.

“Ash, I can’t do this by myself. The bank’s vault doors are manually operated. Even if I open them, someone needs to keep watch outside.”

"That's why I called. I've found you an absolutely useful helper."

Moz scratched his head in confusion, not quite believing what Ash was saying.

"Completely cooperate with me?"

"Absolutely cooperate."

"You'll absolutely obey me during the operation?"

"Absolutely."

"They won't interfere with my actions?"

"Please, Moz, the person I found is definitely reliable. He will cooperate with everything you do, and you can command all his actions."

"Alright then, have him buy a vanilla coffee on Jennifer Avenue between 7:00 and 7:30 tonight and take it to 75th Street to throw it in that pink trash can."

That's just how Moz is; he always designs strange things for his own safety.

Ash understands Moz's habits and is willing to cooperate, which is a rare gaming experience for Ash.

Moz was another lovable guy Ash met, and it was this guy who advised Ash not to forge a driver's license for herself before she learned to drive. (Haha, didn't expect that!)

Moz, who had worked at the DMV for a long time to forge his own documents, discovered that someone had tampered with his system. As a result, Moz staked out the location and caught Ash on CCTV.

Ash learned a lot about how to insert identities from Moz, but with Moz guarding the area, Ash was unable to get herself a driver's license.

After discussing it with Moz, Ash jumped down the same way he came without hesitation. John was still waiting below.

Emerging from the Fire Keeper's Cemetery, Ash saw John standing still, just as he had been told to wait, without moving an inch.

"Between 7:00 and 7:30 tonight, buy a vanilla coffee on Jennifer Avenue and take it to 75th Street to throw it in the pink trash can. That's your task. Once you're done, someone will come looking for you. Do the other things they ask you to do, and then you'll be free."

"Thank you, Ash."

"Go ahead, just complete the task. You still have people waiting for you."

After letting John leave, Ash sensed the woman who, though far away, kept looking in John's direction and went to greet him.

Who says women don't know secrets? Helen knew everything about John's affairs, but she pretended not to know so as not to worry him.

It's possible that only the Smiths in the entire community were kept in the dark about each other.

After dealing with John's matter, Ash returned to the party, only to find that Stark, who had just argued with him, was now arguing with Onion Knight.

In front of each of them were rows of full bottles of strong liquor. Onion and Stark stood on opposite sides. Stark took off his coat and handed it to Pepper, then unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar.

“Listen, Onion, I won’t lose to you when it comes to drinking,” Stark challenged.

"Knight Catalina will never refuse a challenge, come on."

"Buddy, if I lose, I'll provide you with all the food for the rest of your life. If I win, you have to cook for me for a month. Is that okay?"

Upon hearing that Stark wanted to make a bet, Onion Knight's interest was piqued even more. He laughed and said, "Sure, great opponent. If you win, I'll introduce you to my friend, King Yhorm. You two are sure to become friends."

Seeing Stark's suicidal look, Ash walked over to Pepper and patted her on the shoulder.

"Have you found a hospital for Stark yet? This guy's doomed."

Pepper pointed helplessly at Happy, who was holding the camera, and said, "Tony said he's going to make a record, he'll beat every one of you, and Onion Knight will be the first."

At this point, Pepper said somewhat embarrassedly and shamefully, "Tony bribed the waitress who served the drinks beforehand in order to win the match. Most of the drinks in front of him were fake, mixed with sparkling water."

After saying that, Pepper let out a long sigh of relief. "Finally, I've said it. I didn't want to carry this heavy secret for Tony."

## Chapter 47: Twelve at a Time

Ash understood Pepper's meaning. She had made things clear beforehand: regardless of who lost the match, both sides could continue with other competitions. There was room for compromise; there was no need to fight tooth and nail in this one event.

Ash ignored the gap in the game. For Stark, money is his asset, and his purchasing power can bring him various advantages.

But for Onion, it's impossible that he didn't notice the difference, and he readily accepted it, which shows that Onion truly regarded this match as a challenge for him.

The weak challenge the strong, and the weak have some better conditions. In Onion's view, this is fair. So Onion is serious when he says he wants to introduce King Yhorm to Stark.

The opportunity to meet a Cinderella King is now before Stark; it remains to be seen what Stark can do in this game.

Standing in the crowd, Ash watched this unusual challenge unfold.

Stark put on a pair of glasses with silver metal frames, which helped him distinguish which of the glasses served was sparkling water and which was alcohol.

Furthermore, a button on Stark's cuff had long been replaced with a sound wave generator. As long as he held the glass of sparkling water in his hand, the carbon dioxide in all the sparkling water would evaporate the moment he slammed the glass on the table.

'I am now in an invincible position.'

Having mentally set his sights on victory, Stark announced the start of the match.

Both contestants quickly grabbed the wine in front of them, slammed the glasses down on the table, and poured them into their mouths with great force.

Stark was slightly slower than Onion because it required more skillful maneuvering, but the two drank the wine at roughly the same time.

The situation reached its peak from the very beginning, with a cheering crowd around them as the two warriors struggled on.

Looking at the two on the field, Ash said to Pepper, "Maybe you should find Stark something to make him vomit. I bet he can't even drink water as well as onions."

Pepper watched Stark frantically chugging water with some anxiety and said with a hint of regret, "I shouldn't have bought him so much alcohol. Ash, what should I do now?"

Ash patted Pepper on the shoulder reassuringly and said, "Remember what Martha said earlier? The second time you do something stupid, burn a DVD of the first time you do it and send it to him."

"But that would be a blow to Stark Industries; the stock price would plummet. I can't do that."

“Silly girl, you can just give it to him and let him see how stupid he looks, then tell him you have more. That way, Stark will be completely devoted to you.”

Hearing Ash's words, Pepper's face flushed slightly. "I'm just his personal secretary, I'm not..."

Pepper is unique to Stark. Ever since his former butler Jarvis passed away, this girl has been by Stark's side, and their feelings for each other have developed naturally over time.

Ash turned the girl, who was caught up in her crush, to Stark and pointed at him, who was already drunk. "You can't fool yourself. You have to show him. Think about it, what will Stark do without you? He'll fry screws in engine oil and eat them, and then kill himself like this."

"Oh my god, Tony! Are you alright?!"

Startled from her reverie by Ash, Pepper saw Stark vomiting from his drink and jumped up with a scream, running towards Tony.

The match ended with Stark crawling under the table, and Onion Knight drinking all the drinks on the table, including Stark's remaining sparkling water.

"Ash, this tastes pretty good. I'll take some back for Yhorm to try. Oh, I forgot the two worlds are different."

Onion was a little discouraged, eager to share his new experiences with his friends, but because the world was different, the undead in the Dark Souls world couldn't feel normal taste.

Until the final plan is completed, only in this world can the immortals briefly possess the sense of taste.

Ash reassured Onion, saying, "Don't worry, my friend, the time is not far off."

Ash was comforting Onion, while Pepper was carrying Stark out from under the table all by herself.

"Happy, aren't you going to help?"

Happy stood to the side carrying a camera, the lens pointed at Stark. Hearing Ash's question, he hesitated for a moment.

"Don't come any closer, Happy, get this guy's ugly behavior captured on camera."

Pepper made a decision: after Martha and Ash's earnest admonitions, she decided to discipline the disobedient Stark in her own way.

Despite her strong words, Pepper was still alarmed when she saw Stark spitting out water.

"I should have called an ambulance sooner. If I had called an ambulance sooner, this wouldn't have happened. I..."

Pepper, channeling the spirit of Tong Xiangyu, began to wallow in self-pity, kneeling beside Stark and supporting his head to prevent him from drowning in the water he vomited.

Unable to bear watching any longer, Ash grabbed a long-handled spoon from the table and came over to the two of them.

"Hold his head steady and turn it to one side, so he won't choke on his vomit."

Pepper quickly did as Ash instructed and held Stark firmly in his arms. Ash pinched Stark's chin with his hand, slowly opened his mouth, and then inserted the handle of the spoon.

The spoon handle gently pressed down on the back of the tongue to stimulate the posterior pharyngeal wall, and Stark arched his body like a cooked shrimp, followed by release.

As he stretched, a jet of water shot out of Stark's mouth, spraying a considerable distance, and vomit leaking from the corner of his mouth soaked Pepper's suit.

Seeing Stark's embarrassing state, Ashe took out her phone and snapped a picture as a souvenir (and a threat).

Seeing Pepper splattered with Stark's vomit, Ash said, "Go find the Fire Keeper; she should have some clean clothes. I'll take care of Stark."

With Pepper gone, Stark lay alone on the ground, while Happy continued to faithfully record his events beside him.

Aren't you going to lend a hand?

“My task today is to take notes, as Pepper instructed.”

Not quite sure what to say, whether to say he was dutiful or just didn't want to lend a hand, Ash grabbed Stark's belt, pulled hard, and lifted Tony up in his hand.

Ash slightly raised her arms to prevent the noodle-like creature from dragging its limbs on the ground and causing injury, and thus led Stark to the campfire.

Ashe casually tossed Stark aside near the campfire and left him there. All damage would be healed by the campfire, and Stark might even feel better after a nap.

Stark slept from noon until evening, while the others were already preparing dinner.

A dazed Stark scrambled to his feet from the campfire, rubbing his face which had been pressed against the ground, still somewhat disoriented. Upon waking, he felt refreshed and full of energy.

"I think we could hire magazine cover girls for twelve months straight!"

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These twelve magazine cover girls are asking for your votes on my behalf. (●ˇ?ˇ●)

## Chapter 48: S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Anti-Fraud Training

Since Natasha and Coulson went through their deal with the greedy, they have been given a new mission: to screen out as many supernatural individuals as possible in New York.

S.H.I.E.L.D. screened all individuals who claimed or were claimed to have supernatural abilities. Based on the intelligence provided by S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson drove his beloved vintage car, Laura, with Natasha in tow, searching for every possible candidate.

"Coulson, why don't you think Fury just give the portrait to that monster?"

Leaning against the car window, Natasha looked at the scenery outside and asked Coulson this question, seemingly casually.

“Fury has his own ideas. He’s afraid that the greedy person will leave after getting the portrait. As long as the deal isn’t completed, the greedy person will remain under surveillance.”

Coulson tentatively revealed some of Fury's thoughts to Natasha, and after going through hardships together, he had gained some trust in her. However, this trust was limited; Coulson always only mentioned the positive aspects of Fury's ideas.