American Comics: The Next-Door Neighbor is Spider-Gwen

Ye Li also noticed the boy in tattered clothes. Seeing him digging through the sand, he activated his suit's auto-translate function and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I..."

The boy glanced at the bone-dry sand in his hand, then suddenly knelt before Ye Li, making a gesture he didn't understand as he pleaded, "God, our town hasn't seen rain in so long. The oasis has dried up. Please, send us rain!"

Good grief, treating me like the Dragon King, huh.

Though, it was right up his alley.

Ye Li sensed the air—the humidity here was practically nonexistent, or rather, there was no humidity at all.

What a contrast in worlds. Gwen and the others were happily studying at Midtown High, while here, people couldn't even find a drop of water.

"Come on, look up at the sky."

"What?"

The boy stared blankly upward.

Then, a single raindrop landed on his face...

"It's raining! Oh, God!!"

After spreading a bit of feudal superstition, Ye Li also got a clear picture of the area's situation.

Hearing about an organization called the Ten Rings Gang, he flew straight to their stronghold.

The moment he arrived.

He saw someone firing out of a cave, with the Ten Rings men about to storm in.

"What a coincidence."

"The one in the cave is Yinsen, right? Buying time for Stark?"

The next instant, Ye Li landed on the ground.

A shockwave radiated outward from him.

The ground trembled incessantly. Everyone nearby lost their footing and collapsed, while those closest were sent flying!

Even a sand dune near the stronghold was affected, collapsing and sinking into a small patch of quicksand.

If Ye Li went all out, he could bury this entire area beneath the desert.

The terrorists and Yinsen in the cave were all stunned—what kind of monster was this?

Chapter 26: Training Jessica! I Am the Stock God!

"Demon! That guy's a demon, kill him!"

A bearded man quickly snapped out of it and ordered his men to open fire on Ye Li!

But the bullets only sparked off his suit, leaving not a single mark.

Then Ye Li raised his hand, and swirling currents of air materialized around him.

Driven by the airflow, the sand and gravel nearby spun faster and faster, until they sliced through the terrorists' throats like blades.

See, being a mage is better. If I had to take them down one by one with fists and feet, it would've taken a lot more effort.

"Yinsen, you okay?"

From behind the stunned Yinsen, a big hunk of metal emerged.

"What just happened? Was that an explosion?"

He clunked past Yinsen and peeked outside. "I almost welded the helmet to my leg."

The next moment, he saw the bodies littering the ground.

Tony Stark froze. "...I'm guessing you didn't do this, Yinsen."

He maneuvered the Mark I a bit further out, finally spotting Ye Li in the middle of the corpses.

"Black Spider?"

"Didn't expect a superhero to be the one rescuing me."

Tony, naturally aware of the Black Spider who occasionally showed up in New York, said in surprise, "Did you expand your operations all the way to Afghanistan?"

"I'm not a fan of the name Black Spider, Stark."

Ye Li put on a low, gruff voice. "I'm saving you because you happened to get captured right when I needed to find you."

"...That's pretty arbitrary."

Tony said sincerely, "Regardless, buddy, you saved me."

He tapped his metal chest. "Too bad this big guy didn't get to do anything. I spent a long time on it."

"Alright, Mr. Stark."

Ye Li's body slowly began to levitate. "I'll come find you once you're back in New York."

"What?" Tony blinked. "You're just leaving like that?"

"And what, you expect me to fly you out of here?"

Ye Li flicked his windbreaker coat, shot into the sky, and left behind one last remark, "There's food and water here. Stay put and wait for the military rescue."

Ghost-Spider Fan Club.

This club was no longer just for fun—it even had a combat training ground.

Though it couldn't compare to the professional facilities of organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D., it was still impressive.

Officially, it was closed to the public.

In reality, it was in constant use.

"Good, Jessica."

"Left kick, right punch, focus. Straighten those lovely legs of yours a bit more."

Ye Li lounged comfortably in a chair, browsing the news while giving orders, "You've got solid fundamentals, but you lack combat technique. That won't do—I'm going to train you into a real hero."

On the training ground, Jessica wore a small vest and shorts, a full black combat outfit, her pale arms and long legs executing all sorts of nimble moves.

A rainbow pierces the sun!

A white snake spits its tongue!

Four ounces deflects a thousand pounds!

Lightning five consecutive... ah, forget that one.

After training for a while, she stopped, panting heavily. "So tiring, big brother. Is this basic training really useful? You don't even look like you know how to fight."

"Of course it is. This is a secret martial art from the East. You'll know how powerful it is once you use it."

Ye Li was confident—what he was teaching Jessica was the martial arts routine that came with the [Modified Golden Light Spell].

Hearing this, Jessica thought to herself—I'll try it on Gwen~ If it works, I'll have her learn it too.

With that in mind, she grabbed a sports drink, took a sip, and asked Ye Li, "Big brother, are you ready? When are you planning to meet Ghost-Spider?"

"Soon, soon."

Ye Li glanced at the pinned [Stark Returns] news, stood up, and said to Jessica, "Alright, keep practicing on your own. I'm going to dump all my Stark Industries stocks."

"Pfft—dump them all!" Jessica spat out her drink, shocked. "Li, are you serious? Mr. Stark just got back from Afghanistan, and his company's stocks are still rising!"

"What do you know (ˉ^ˉ)."

Ye Li wore a confident expression, speaking firmly.

"Buy first! Then sell! Then buy again!

Flip it a few times! Achieve—financial freedom!"

Jessica: Σ(っД;)っ???

"Big brother, be reasonable..."

Jessica said fearfully, "Don't lose all the money, or I'll have to carry a sack to support you..."

Ye Li shot her a sidelong glance. "Relax~ Stick with me, and I'll make sure you eat well and drink well.

Carrying a sack? That's all the ambition you've got, superhero."

"Hehe~" Jessica flashed her teeth with a playful smile.

"Ha~ I'm the stock god!" The man turned around stylishly and walked away with flair.

Osborn Corporation.

Transgenic Laboratory.

"No! You can't do this!"