Street Interview (Another Chapter Later)

"Marvel's Magnetic Field Rotation"

With a swipe of his hand across his face, Doctor Death subtly adjusted the bones, muscles, and skin of his Magneto, restoring it from a more youthful appearance to his original look from his previous life, but with sharper lines that better suited the style of Hong Kong Comics.

The gray hair instantly turned jet black, and grew rapidly and orderly until it became a wild, shoulder-length cascade before stopping.

Doctor Death walked away from the area at an extremely fast pace. His attire and appearance made him look like an unconventional artist, and his inhumanly muscular physique attracted a lot of attention.

A television station is filming an outdoor program. The female host is rehearsing lines with hired extras, pretending it's a real street interview, and trying to make the conversation interesting in order to boost ratings.

Upon seeing Wei Xiuming, a passerby whose style was noticeably different from the others, the female host stepped aside from the extras and stood in front of Wei Xiuming, saying, "Sir, would you like to make a small fortune? It won't take long; you just need to stand in front of the camera and answer a few questions. It won't involve your privacy, and we can provide the answers."

These days, dog bites man is not news, man bites dog is news.

The recent battle between monsters in Fifth Street made several reporters and photographers who risked their lives to cover the event an overnight sensation, skyrocketing their fame and fortune. They went from struggling location reporters to celebrities with their own independent programs.

This inspired countless newcomers to journalism, as if the miracles of those few individuals could be repeated in their own lives. They would stop at nothing to boost ratings. For example, this female reporter was so poor that she couldn't even afford decent coffee, yet she still spent a lot of money to buy an expensive outfit just to make herself look prettier on camera.

This is nothing compared to what she did; some people are even hoping for another battle on the scale of the Fifth Street, and coincidentally, she gets to interview him while filming on location.

But the superheroes and villains with their own abilities don't act according to their wishes; after all, not every reporter is Jimmy Olsen.

People's curiosity drives them to pursue the bizarre and unusual. Circuses attract attention by featuring dwarfs, Spider-Girl, and other people with physical disabilities. Doctor Death's unique charisma would certainly draw a lot of attention.

Gritting her teeth, the female reporter said, "Five minutes, twenty dollars."

Looking down at the female reporter who seemed to be only half his size, Doctor Death smiled and said, "Okay."

After the female reporter finished communicating, the photographer came over with his equipment. It's very difficult to get two people with such a large height difference in the same frame.

"Sir, what is your name?" After the photographer gave an "OK" sign, the female host immediately put on a smile that she only wore on camera and held the microphone as high as possible to Doctor Death's mouth.

Doctor Death, yielding to the female host, lowered his head slightly and said, "Ivan, Ivan Tavanovich."

"Mr. Ivan, what is your profession?"

"Supervillain"

"Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. Could you please answer again?" The female host was incredulous at Doctor Death's answer and wondered if she had said something wrong.

"A supervillain, that is, a bad guy." Doctor Death repeated his answer, and seeing the female host's expression change, he continued, "Just kidding, I'm actually a street Magician."

Hearing a reasonably normal answer, the female host breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "I thought you were a bodybuilder or something; you have a great physique."

"Thank you for the compliment," said Doctor Death. "However, I really am a Magician, and I can perform for you right now... But could you please pay me twenty dollars first? I need it as a prop."

The female reporter's smile froze, and she cursed under her breath for being greedy, but she still took out twenty US dollars and handed them to Doctor Death.

After carefully placing the twenty-dollar bill close to his body, Doctor Death took control of the situation and said to the cameraman, "Camera, please point at me... I'm about to perform a levitation magic trick."

"Really? A levitation magic trick right here? You don't need any props or anything?" the female reporter asked.

"Only bad Magician need those. You just need to stand a little further away."

After saying this, Doctor Death knelt on one knee, clenched his right fist and supported himself on the ground, and then the ground began to tremble slightly.

"Was there an earthquake?" Before the female reporter could even voice her guess, Doctor Death soared into the sky, tracing an arc before accelerating in a certain direction. He instantly broke the Sound Barrier, leaving behind a massive sonic boom cloud, shattering glass curtain walls along his flight path.

Pedestrians on the street forgot what they had intended to do, looked up at the sky, and many took out their phones to take pictures of the sonic boom clouds, then posted the photos with captions on social media.

The female host was speechless with surprise, but her professionalism quickly brought her back to her senses, and she shouted at the equally stunned cameraman, "Did you capture the entire scene just now?"

The sonic boom caused hearing damage to almost everyone. The cameraman only understood what the female host was saying after she shouted it a second time. He checked the camera and then nodded in confirmation.

"I'm going to be famous this time! I'm definitely going to be famous this time!"

Having gotten the answer she wanted, the female host was overjoyed. Envisioning a bright future, she couldn't help but jump up and down in her high heels.

Doctor Death was heading towards the Osborn Group's industrial base, where there was something he desperately needed.

After the industrial base's high-precision surveillance system detected an unauthorized object approaching at high speed, it immediately activated the automatic defense and counterattack system. Countless high-tech air defense devices emerged from the ground and the tops of tall buildings, lifting their camouflage and aiming at Doctor Death's direction according to the coordinates given by the surveillance system, before unleashing a barrage of artillery fire.

Because many of the superheroes and villains who will emerge in the future will have the ability to fly, traditional radar will be unable to detect living beings. Therefore, Wei Xiuming equipped his base with radar that is ahead of its time, as well as anti-aircraft firepower that is enough to shoot down Helicarrier three times. Even if Iron Man with high mobility comes, he will not be able to get the better of him.

As for Doctor Death, he possesses all of Wei Xiuming's memories and is, in a sense, Wei Xiuming himself. He could use his highest authority to shut down Optimus Prime, the core Optimus Prime of the entire industrial base. However, just as Magneto could cut the Earth's magnetic field to generate electricity for large-scale clearing, he was still ultimately controlling giant steel creations to smash things around, because the former wasn't impressive enough.

Today, even Doctor Death has to put on a show.

It took only five microseconds for the flight to come to a complete stop from Mach 4. Doctor Death, hovering in the air, raised his right palm and gave his command to the countless missiles, "Stop!"