In the small room, Jing Kong was playing with his new toy happily.
Water Blade, Water Ball, Water Whip, Water Gun, Water Shield, all sorts of tricks!
Jing Kong only stopped after he had consumed about one-third of his Spiritual Power from the time the sky gradually brightened until the sun hung high in the sky.
After all, it was almost time for the hour room, and 800 dollars was only enough for him to stay until noon.
After packing his old clothes, Jing Kong pushed open the door and left without hesitation.
Jing Kong left the room and bought some things to settle his lunch. Then, he got up and found a remote corner in the alley.
After making sure that there were no flammable objects around, he threw away the clothes in his bag and poured a bottle of engine oil that he had just bought. A strange smell filled the entire alley.
He took out the kerosene lighter in his pocket, lit it, and threw it away. He covered his head with the hood on his clothes, turned around, and left, allowing the flames that had just risen to burn the pile of clothes.
Jing Kong could not help but look up at the sun in the sky after he left the alley and the scene. He felt that his actions were a little confusing…
However, out of instinct, Jing Kong felt that he had to burn his clothes.
Jing Kong did not know why, but he felt that way.
Shaking his head, Jing Kong muttered softly,"" Next, I'll buy a map, then a newspaper. It'd be best if I can get a cell phone."
" I wonder if I need identification to surf the internet here…"
"If only I didn't want it!"
He bought the map to determine the direction of Chinatown. After all, his English was not very good. Perhaps he would have an easier life in Chinatown.
The newspaper was undoubtedly the most convenient way to confirm the current situation of the world, although it was possible that nothing could be seen.
As for the cell phone, he would buy it if he could, but he had no choice if he couldn't. After all, he was now a nobody, and identification was a big problem.
It was much easier to go online. Although he didn't understand English, he had enough translation software in 2009. He wasn't afraid of not understanding it.
Jing Kong began to search for his target along the street under his feet.
The newspaper stand, bookstore, library, etc. were all within Jing Kong's target range.
"Give me today's newspaper ~"
"Heh... Ten dollars!"
“...”
F * ck, a newspaper costs ten dollars…
Looking at the dog poop in the newspaper stand, Jing Kong felt a little depressed. However, he still took out ten dollars and took a copy of today's newspaper with him.
Money wasn't important. What was important was that he was being targeted.
Disgusting!
However, he needed to collect information, so he had to buy it.
After leaving the newspaper stand, Jing Kong did not stop walking and continued to move forward. When his attention fell on the newspaper, he paused in his steps.
On the front page of the newspaper was a certain person. It was a middle-aged man in a suit. His expression was very arrogant and deserved a beating.
Jing Kong did not know what the content described, but this person, he…It was very familiar.
"I hope…Not that one. I hope he's Sherlock Holmes, or even Steve Lo…"
Jing Kong smiled bitterly and stared at the headline in front of him, hoping that he would not see that iconic name.
Unfortunately, just like the arrogant expression of the person in the newspaper, the other party's name was also arrogantly marked in bold and black, as if he was afraid that the newspaper would not be able to see it.
TonyStark
Well, Stark Industries, Tony Stark, the playboy, the famous Iron Man.
It was settled. There was no need to check too much about the following information. After all, no matter how much he checked, it would still be the same. As long as he saw this name, it would explain everything ~
America, New York, 2009, Tony Stark…The Marvel Universe.
Although he didn't know which Marvel Universe this was, he just needed to know that it was a Marvel Universe.
Jing Kong threw away the newspaper in his hand and took a deep breath.
Yesterday, he was a little excited and happy. After all, not everyone could encounter transmigration. Moreover, his cheat was extremely abnormal…
He had become a superhuman, and perhaps he would welcome a new leisurely life.
But when he saw the name, Jing Kong could no longer be happy.
Marvel, no universe that involved this word was safe.
Damn ~
Jing Kong had been thinking about finding a way to return to his country, but he had temporarily put that thought out of his mind.
Although he didn't really want to get involved in those troublesome matters, now that he thought about it, it seemed like he had no choice but to get involved.
Jing Kong had no intention of leaving his life in the hands of others.
Some things might be destined to happen. Hiding was impossible. Instead of passively waiting for something to happen, it was better to take the initiative to attack.
" Yeah, I still have to go to the internet cafe."
Glancing at the newspaper that he had thrown away, Jing Kong continued to walk forward and began his journey to find an internet cafe.
Since he knew that this was the Marvel Universe, the thing he was looking for was very clear.
Superheroes, the Fantastic Four, mutants, and so on...
Even if some of them were not known by the public, there were always some signs on the Internet.
Even if it was just a few words, it was enough.
******
Jing Kong came out of the internet cafe and hailed a taxi with US dollars in his hand. He opened the door and sat in the front passenger seat.
"Sir, where to?" Seeing Jing Kong get into the car, the driver smiled.
"Please go to Bleecker Street!" Jing Kong said in a deep voice.”
"Yes, sir."
Igniting, starting, turning around, accelerating, all in one go. Clearly, he was an experienced driver!
The taxi slowly approached Bricks Street. Jing Kong stared at the surrounding buildings, his eyes flickering.
There was a saying that money could make the world go round.
Under the temptation of 1,000 dollars, Jing Kong entered the internet cafe as he wished, even without his identification.
After five hours of clumsy inquiries, Jing Kong had a rough idea of the world.
His tense expression relaxed a little.
In this world, there were no Fantastic Four, nor was there the famous Magneto. The Avengers had not shown any signs yet, and Iron Man had not appeared yet. This made Jing Kong slightly relieved.
As he heaved a sigh of relief, other questions surfaced in his mind.
After thinking about it, there seemed to be no other choice but to try his luck at Blic Street.
Right now, he was alone. He had no money, no power, no power, and could not do anything he wanted.
Stark had no way of getting in touch with them, and Jing Kong did not want to get in touch with S.H.I.E.L.D. either.
In that case, there seemed to be only one place left to go.
Although it was a little dangerous and a bit of a gamble, it might be the only choice at the moment.
177A Bleecker Street, New York Temple!
Go find Wizard Gu Yi!
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