Reincarnator, Xi Nian

Not a sacred timeline.

Under the dark blue night sky, the neon lights of the modern city were dazzling, looking even more prosperous and lively than the daytime scenery.

A golden figure plummeted diagonally from the top floor of a skyscraper. It was as straight as lightning, yet smaller than lightning; as fast as a meteor, yet tinier than a meteor. It streaked past billboards and giant screens hanging a hundred meters in the air, crashing heavily onto the rooftop of a five-star hotel on the lower side.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

The hard floor tiles had cracked into a shocking hole. The owner of the figure in the center only groaned a few times. His body and clothes were unharmed, and he slowly stood up, holding a silver longsword with his right hand.

Facing the night wind, which was cold with a hint of frost and snow, the dust dispersed, and the first thing to be revealed was a pair of dark, bright eyes.

Carrying a round shield and wielding a longsword.

Xi Nian looked utterly resigned, his lips twitching slightly. He lowered his head to examine his current attire.

His upper body was clad in a small, form-fitting crimson and gold armor. It was bare from the neck to the shoulders, with obvious raised structures on the chest clearly designed for a certain area.

The lower body was a dark blue skirt integrated with the upper body armor, revealing more than the most fashionable ultra-short skirts or hot pants. It formed an absolute territory with the golden knee guards at his knees.

His left and right hands were adorned with a pair of silver wristbands. If you also counted the silver starlight crown worn above his forehead...

This was an outfit so sexy that even the most top-tier models would feel ashamed from the bottom of their hearts, wishing they could pull down the scanty skirt with their hands. This was the exclusive superhero attire for someone titled "Wonder Woman"!

And Xi Nian, who was wearing it now, was undoubtedly a man, the kind with the 'equipment'!

"What am I even doing?"

Xi Nian felt like crying but had no tears. This morning, he was just an ordinary high school student, believing that all extraordinary and supernatural things had nothing to do with him.

Unexpectedly, he had now almost become the embodiment of the extraordinary!

Before Xi Nian could regain his senses.

Creak, creak, creak!

With a huge buzzing sound entering his ears, the air a hundred meters above the city vibrated. A police helicopter approached, and a massive high-intensity spotlight swept towards him.

The strong wind stirred by the helicopter's rotors made Xi Nian feel increasingly chilly between his legs. He instinctively wanted to pull down his skirt.

But he couldn't bother with that now!

If this appearance were captured by the helicopter, Xi Nian felt he could change cities, or even planets, overnight!

"Damn it!"

Xi Nian gritted his teeth, picked up the antique longsword in his hand again, and simply refused to look at the ground that made his heart tremble. With a forceful push of his toes, and due to his lack of control over his strength, the hotel rooftop beneath him was directly crushed!

Just before the spotlight landed on him, Xi Nian leaped high again, charging towards another building dozens of meters away!

The reason for this scene dated back to half a day ago.

Twelve hours ago.

Washington, USA, in a residential area next to the central avenue.

Xi Nian yawned and got out of bed. He could faintly hear the clear pronunciation of a female host on the TV from the living room outside, separated by a door:

"The current time in Washington is 7:00 AM. Today's weather is cloudy with light snow. The outdoor temperature is between 5 and 3 degrees Celsius. We advise all viewers to bring a snowproof jacket and rain gear when going out..."

Xi Nian swatted away the electronic alarm clock that was about to ring and glanced at the time, which was frozen at: December 21, 2011, 07:00.

Another Christmas was approaching.

"Time flies so fast."

Xi Nian sighed. He found his slippers on the blanket not far from the bed and changed into a pre-packed winter school uniform in the closet before leaving the room.

Pushing open the door, Xi Nian habitually shouted towards the living room, "Auntie, good morning!"

His greeting received no response.

Outside the living room.

The clear morning light flowed in from the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony, where the curtains were rolled up. The already monotonous light-colored floor was like a floating ice floe on the sea. The television, which was not turned off, continued to broadcast the local channel's morning news. On the other side, breakfast was already laid out on the clean, modern dining table: the usual simple meal of milk, eggs, and baked bread.

In the still cold air of the living room, a faint scent of violets lingered, but its source was nowhere to be seen.

"She went out this early."

Xi Nian muttered, not minding. He turned and went into the bathroom next to the room.

The bathroom didn't contain many items, just a washcloth, a rinsing cup, and a toothbrush, all complete. The base color and style were simple, basically consisting of two sets of items, one large and one small.

Well, Xi Nian naturally used the smaller ones.

Although he had repeatedly and strongly requested to switch to the larger ones, he was refused by a certain person on the grounds that he was underage.

Xi Nian began to wash up. The mirror on the sink reflected a youthful face.

Black hair, brown eyes, obviously Chinese.

His clear and handsome face still held a trace of youthfulness, and his skin was exceptionally delicate and fair, looking like a typical student who went home after school.

The white gauze hoodie and plain long scarf he was wearing made his overall appearance lean towards androgynous.

Xi Nian's lips, frothy with foam, curled. There was nothing he could do; this was also the aesthetic style of the owner of the house.

Fortunately, he wasn't short. Still in the midst of his growth spurt at sixteen, his body had already easily surpassed the 1.7-meter mark.

Returning to the living room, Xi Nian began to tackle the American breakfast laid out on the table. His attention was quickly drawn to the morning news on the television.

"Yesterday afternoon, Iron Man appeared in Iraq, Iran, and other locations, delivering devastating blows to local criminal organization bases within half an hour. That evening, Tony Stark, accompanied by his secretary Pepper Potts, attended a banquet in New York on time, truly a master of time management."

"According to data analysis, Gotham City's crime rate has significantly decreased in recent years. Investigative experts attribute this to Batman's powerful and efficient crackdown on criminals in the area, as well as the establishment of Arkham Asylum, which can detain and process large numbers of dangerous criminals."

"Reporters have discovered that Metropolis has recently seen small-scale protests. Some citizens have expressed dissatisfaction with the superhero residing in the city—Superman. The specific reasons are still under investigation..."

It seemed that reports without any connection to superheroes couldn't be considered hot news these days.

This was the trend of the current era.

Xi Nian was accustomed to this kind of news, but as he tilted his head back to take a sip of warm milk, feeling the smooth warmth spread through him, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Strange world."

Yes, Xi Nian was a reincarnator.

The specific reason for his death and reincarnation was no longer important. What mattered was the world he had reincarnated into.

An extremely futuristic and magical world!

This was what Xi Nian had learned when he was young, flipping through geography and history books.

For example, in the World War I of this Earth, a true God of War had participated, and it was a legendary goddess who ultimately ended the war.

As for World War II, it was the evil organization Hydra that wreaked havoc, attempting to rule the world in one fell swoop, but it was the superhero Captain America who ended the long war.

The above were merely major events in the torrent of history. There were countless unknown conflicts, and righteous heroes and evil villains with extraordinary powers were almost daily performing their duels on the other side of the world...

This world was somewhat similar to the American comic book settings Xi Nian had heard his friends mention in his previous life. Unfortunately, he hadn't been interested at the time and hadn't understood much, so he couldn't make a comparison now.

In the current world, technology reigned supreme, magic ascended to godhood, mutants dominated, and aliens invaded!

However, none of these had much to do with Xi Nian.

He was now just a perfectly normal person, having lived in Washington for sixteen years since childhood, and his daily life hadn't been disrupted by supernatural events...

Oh, right.

Except for the superpowers he had suddenly awakened on his sixteenth birthday last weekend.

"As long as I make physical contact with a female of kin, exchanging 'fluids' to a certain extent, I can master the abilities that person possesses for a certain period."

Simple, direct, and brutal.

Xi Nian named this superpower, similar to those he had only seen in comics in his previous life, "Lord of Kin."

After all, this superpower was practically tailor-made for villains! Its nature was no less than common abilities like mind-reading or time-stopping.

Of course, Xi Nian had no intention of using this superpower to do bad things or become a superhero.

To be honest, he found this superpower rather useless. Compared to Mr. Stark's Iron Suit, Superman's Kryptonian Super Body, or Captain America's Super Soldier physique, he couldn't possibly ask someone to pause and find a girl to buff himself before a fight, could he?

Furthermore, if that girl had the physique of an ordinary person, it would at most only slightly boost his combat power.

What's more, for Xi Nian, who had been single since birth in both lives, this so-called superpower was equivalent to nothing!

He soon lost interest in the news report gossiping about when Tony Stark would sleep with the cover girl of this month's fashion magazine.

Xi Nian gradually shifted his gaze to the side of the television. On a wooden shelf, his photos were displayed, ranging from infancy to his current teenage years.

They were mostly his personal photos, and his aunt never appeared in them, not even a simple silhouette.

His aunt didn't like taking pictures, especially selfies.

Xi Nian knew this.

It wasn't that his aunt was ugly or didn't photograph well.

Xi Nian dared to swear that his aunt was definitely a top beauty, comparable to or even surpassing the actresses and models on television. Ever since he was found by his aunt on Christmas Day in 1995, in his memory, his aunt's appearance had never changed with age; she was a true ageless goddess.

"No, I must get my aunt to take a picture with me next time."

"If I'm a bit more assertive... or maybe if I act cute, it might still work?"

Just as Xi Nian made up his mind, the doorbell rang.

Who could it be?

Xi Nian frowned. In his memory, his aunt had never forgotten her keys and gone out.

As Xi Nian walked from the living room to the door, before he could even look through the peephole, a photograph was slipped under the door from the outside.

Upon seeing the photograph, Xi Nian's expression froze, and he stopped all his movements.

The photograph was a rare black and white image. From its pixels to the natural yellowing of the photo, it all indicated that it was an old artifact from the last century. The background of a ruined city, likely from a World War I battlefield, also confirmed this.

What sent a jolt through Xi Nian's heart was that in this peculiar old photograph, amidst a crowd of officers and soldiers, a figure resembling his aunt appeared!

Reading prompt: If you haven't watched Marvel or DC movies/series, it won't affect your reading of this book. This book has many modified contents, so please fasten your seatbelts.