Great Fireball Technique

Looking at Li Chuan's dumbfounded expression, Wanda suddenly let out a "pfft" and laughed again.

"Anyway, it's not like we're living there forever. Going to see other countries isn't so bad!"

She hated America. She hated Stark Industries.

Especially every time she saw that playboy's news on TV, comparing it to her and her brother's painful experiences as orphans, remembering those two days and nights of terror. She would have given anything to gain power, destroy that country, destroy that playboy.

But that was her three years ago.

Li Chuan's arrival, beautiful love, and now a happy life had gradually made her let go of that hatred.

She had also come to terms with it. Those missiles were indeed made by Stark Industries, but the ones who launched them weren't that playboy, nor the innocent civilians of that country—they were those vile politicians and generals.

She couldn't keep living in hatred forever, afraid to face a new life.

So rather than not wanting to settle in New York, she didn't want her beloved Li Chuan flying back and forth between two countries every day. That was too exhausting.

And just now, when she showed even a hint of reluctance, Li Chuan immediately changed his tune. That made her feel truly happy.

As a proper wife, she shouldn't hold him back. She should support him in pursuing his career.

"Don't mind if I tag along, do you? I'd like to see the big city of New York too. I bet they need couriers there too."

Just then, Pietro chimed in with a smile.

His sister was his only family, so naturally he couldn't be too far away.

And he knew his sister's personality best. Wanda might seem well-behaved on the surface, with a good temperament and a clumsy way of learning to cook, but deep down she could be extreme.

Before, her hatred for Stark was even fiercer than his.

He hated Stark too, hated that playboy, but honestly, if that playboy were tied up in front of him, he wasn't sure he could bring himself to kill him.

But three years ago, Wanda absolutely could.

So he was really grateful that Li Chuan had come along and helped Wanda let go of her hatred.

Still, just in case, he figured he shouldn't stray too far from her. After all, Li Chuan was just a kind-hearted ordinary person who didn't know Wanda had special abilities.

If Wanda got worked up one day and ran off to take revenge on Stark, that would be trouble.

"You two... alright, you're very welcome, Pietro. You don't actually have to deliver packages. I can help you find a better job."

Li Chuan looked at Wanda and Pietro, suddenly understanding something, and nodded with a hint of emotion.

He had overlooked one thing. Because he had shown up three years ago, a lot of things had already deviated from the original path.

When considering things, he could no longer rely entirely on information from the movies he'd seen in his past life and make assumptions.

If he had gone ahead with his original plan before entering, maybe the mission wouldn't have been completed at all, and it might have brought very bad consequences.

Sometimes, missions that didn't rely on force were harder to complete than those that just required enough strength.

Honestly, he preferred charging in with real weapons over scheming and plotting, but sometimes, to complete a mission, he had to use his head.

"Oh, no need. You know my only talent is running fast. Compared to sitting in an office staring at a computer, I'd rather deliver packages."

Pietro shrugged with a smile.

It wasn't out of pride that he refused. He genuinely liked jobs like delivering packages. For him, they were much easier than other work and didn't require thinking.

"Let's eat! The delicious food I carefully cooked is going to get cold!"

As the two talked, Wanda scooped a big spoonful of Asturian Stew for each of her two dearest loved ones.

After dinner, Pietro said goodbye and left, leaving only Li Chuan and Wanda in the living room.

"Honey, you go upstairs and shower first. I'll clean up these dishes."

Wanda tied her apron back on, ready to start washing.

But before she could finish tying it, Li Chuan scooped her up and headed straight for the second floor with heavy footsteps.

"There's nothing at the company tomorrow. I'll help you clean up in the morning. Right now, I prefer us showering together!"

They say separation makes the heart grow fonder. For Wanda, she had only been apart from Li Chuan for less than a day. But for Li Chuan, it had been a full three months.

So tonight was destined to be sleepless.

A month later, in a secret base on the outskirts of Sokovia.

Li Chuan rapidly formed hand seals in front of a specially made target:

"Snake—Ram—Monkey—Boar—Horse—Tiger, Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

Instantly, a massive fireball erupted from his mouth and slammed fiercely forward.

"Boom!"

The specially made fireproof metal target wasn't burned, but it was visibly warped.

"I've learned it for now, but I've still got a long way to go before I can use its full power."

He reached out and tapped the machine beside him that monitored and recorded the results. It immediately reported the data:

"Fireball diameter: 2.1 meters, temperature: 3200 degrees, impact force..."

Looking at the numbers, Li Chuan silently shook his head.

Following Chiriku's teachings, the same jutsu could produce vastly different results depending on the ninja who used it. Factors like one's understanding of the technique, chakra control, and chakra reserves all influenced the final power of the jutsu.

Take the Great Fireball Technique, for instance. He estimated that if Itachi were to use it, the fireball would be at least ten meters in diameter. If Madara were the one, it might even reach hundreds of meters.

"I still need more practice."

Originally, after his last return, he had planned to settle in New York within a week. But just then, Dr. Smith and Dr. List made progress in their research on Ration Pills.

So he slowed down his timeline.

First, he wanted to wait for the two doctors to develop a new product for the company, then use its launch to break into the New York market.

Second, Sokovia was still his home base, and everything was convenient here. For example, when he practiced his jutsu now, he could use the secret training ground he had built long ago.

But if he went to New York, things wouldn't be so easy.

Moreover, as America's most bustling metropolis, New York was crawling with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, Hydra agents, superheroes, and all sorts of hidden factions.

Having mastered the Great Fireball Technique and the Shadow Clone Technique, he could better ensure his safety if anything came up.

"Boss, Dr. Smith is looking for you. He says the new drug has been successfully developed."

Just as Li Chuan was about to continue training the Great Fireball Technique, Xiao Liu's voice came through the intercom.

"Got it. Tell him to wait for me in the office."

Hearing that the new drug was ready, Li Chuan's eyes lit up. He withdrew the chakra from his body and turned to leave the training room.

He had already mastered the Shadow Clone Technique and the Great Fireball Technique. If this new drug proved satisfactory, he could head to New York immediately.