Marvelous Man's Debut

Diana went downstairs and turned a couple of corners, quickly arriving at a vintage-style coffee shop not far from home.

Since it was dinner time, the coffee shop wasn't very crowded, and Diana spotted her appointment at a glance.

In a quiet corner by the window sat a middle-aged woman in her early forties, with slightly wavy long hair and sunglasses.

"What can I get for you, miss?"

Tall and stylish, Diana immediately became the center of attention in the shop. Even the young waitress was momentarily dazzled, politely approaching with a menu in hand.

"Just a hot coffee, please." Diana smiled in reply, then gracefully took a seat across from the sunglasses-wearing woman.

"Diana Prince, long time no see." The middle-aged woman removed her sunglasses, her eyes carrying a chill colder than winter.

Diana gave a slight nod. "It really has been a long time, Barbara Minerva." Seeing this former colleague, friend, and enemy again stirred complicated feelings within her.

"Over twenty years have passed, and you're still exactly the same as back then—not a day older. I suppose that's to be expected from a descendant of the gods?" Barbara let out a dry laugh, studying Diana's flawless, familiar face before adding with self-mockery, "Ever since I lost the Cheetah's power and got older, I can't help but have crow's feet, my body's been falling apart day by day, and my skin isn't as tough or elastic as it used to be."

"Are you still unable to let go of what happened back then?"

Diana frowned slightly and asked bluntly, "So, is that why you secretly slipped my old photos into my home?"

Barbara leaned back and couldn't help but laugh. "Can't even catch up for a bit before jumping straight to the point? Looks like you care a lot about that child."

Diana neither confirmed nor denied it, speaking seriously, "He's just an ordinary person."

"And that's exactly why I slipped in those photos."

A hint of mockery crept into Barbara's expression. "You're a lofty goddess—soaring through the skies, immortal. And yet, all these years, you've adopted an ordinary human child? What are you trying to do, fully integrate into our human world? Don't make me laugh!!"

By the end, she slammed her hands on the table and stood up, her emotions boiling over as she glared at Diana with boundless resentment and fury.

Diana remained composed, her long legs crossed and pressed together. Even sitting quietly in her chair, her presence wasn't shaken in the slightest by Barbara's outburst.

She paused for a moment, then spoke softly. "You know, I was once completely disillusioned with humanity. I had no hope left."

"What are you talking about?" Barbara's face was full of confusion, but she eventually sat back down.

Diana glanced out the window at the snow-covered street and continued, "Until sixteen years ago, on that Christmas night..."

"What's happening to me?"

Xi Nian stared at his own hands in disbelief. He tried stabbing his arm with a metal knife and fork, but his skin was unbelievably tough. Only when he pressed hard did he feel the faintest sting—and then, the tips of the utensils bent before his skin did!

It suddenly hit him: in all these years, his aunt had never once been injured.

"No way."

It was as if Xi Nian had grasped everything in an instant. He looked up instinctively, and what met his eyes was, of course, the ceiling of his living room.

But the ceiling, which he remembered as always being plain and empty, now had something hanging conspicuously in the very center—a silver longsword that shouldn't exist, a dark gold round shield, and a female battle armor radiating a wild, untamed aura?

These mysterious items that shouldn't exist were all strung together by a golden rope that flickered in and out of visibility, with a peculiar yet ornate crown, silver bracelets, and golden knee pads tied at both ends!

"It's not that they didn't exist." Xi Nian muttered to himself.

Maybe they had always been there—he just couldn't see them before, and now he could.

Xi Nian subconsciously reached upward. The moment his fingertips touched the golden rope hanging in midair, it turned from solid to intangible, until it vanished completely.

"Huh?"

Xi Nian suddenly realized something was wrong. The sword, shield, and armor that had been suspended by the rope—now that the golden rope had dissolved and disappeared—were all plummeting in free fall!

Xi Nian was dumbfounded, but his reflexes and speed had already surpassed the ordinary. He reached out to catch them, his limbs moving so fast they became blurs.

What caught him even more off guard and drove him crazy was that the moment his hands caught the crown and silver bracelets, they seemed to merge directly into his body, fastening themselves onto his forehead and wrists.

???

Xi Nian's mind went blank. Staring at the female battle armor he had just caught, he could already foresee what was about to happen—

No way, not this!!

No matter how much Xi Nian resisted in his heart.

The next instant.

Xi Nian was unavoidably clad in the armor's top and short skirt. His original clothes had vanished without a trace, leaving his arms and thighs exposed where the armor didn't cover.

In winter, this outfit would normally be freezing cold, but probably due to his now-special constitution, Xi Nian didn't feel cold at all. Instead, after putting on this primitive, wild battle armor, the blood in his veins seemed to boil like magma, and a surge of emotion welled up inside him—a desire to shout, to draw a sword, and charge into battle!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Xi Nian faintly heard what sounded like drumbeats echoing from a distant ancient era, stirring his blood.

Who's beating the drum?

No—Xi Nian suddenly snapped back to reality. There was no drum at all. That was clearly the powerful pounding of his own heart!

"So hot!"

Xi Nian couldn't help but cry out. Wearing this armor unique to the Amazons, the bloodline abilities within him began to awaken fully.

He felt something indescribable inside his body—a kind of power, or perhaps energy—flowing almost tangibly beneath his skin!

At this moment, Xi Nian naturally had no idea that what he now held was the power of a Demigod!

Pfft!

The surging Divine Power within his body was too vast to control, with no outlet to release it, and finally it all rushed upward in a single torrent.

In the living room, Xi Nian could be seen gritting his teeth, a round shield strapped to his back and a longsword in his hand, as streaks of devastating white light seeped from the roots of his jet-black hair.

Just a few strands of that white light, dispersing into the air, shattered the nearby lamp cover into powder! The Divine Power, nearly condensed into tangible energy, drove his short hair to grow at an alarming speed, turning from black to white, wildly cascading down to his lower back, shoulders, and face.

He was draped in silver hair.

Xi Nian was completely stunned, quickly reaching down to feel the hem of his skirt. Soon, he let out a sigh of relief—at least his gender characteristics were still intact.

But his dire situation was far from resolved; it was still spiraling out of control!

An ordinary person suddenly wielding the power of a Demigod. Like a child suddenly holding the button to launch a nuclear missile!

His first taste of the supernatural was a trend of unrelenting collapse!

"I can't stay here any longer. If this keeps up, I'll destroy everything around me!"

Realizing this, Xi Nian lifted his foot to move, but his current strength was nothing like before. It was like he used to step on a bicycle pedal, but now he was pressing the accelerator of a top-tier sports car. In an instant, he turned into a blur, shooting forward violently!

In that split second.

Everything in the living room that stood in Xi Nian's path—tables, chairs, lamp stands, and more—was smashed to pieces on impact!

His speed didn't slow; he became a streak of human light, crashing headlong into the balcony's sliding glass door!

Bang!

The glass of the window shattered with a loud crack!!

Without the slightest warning, Xi Nian shot out from his home on the sixteenth floor!!!