Rainy Night Bar

"Marvel's Magnetic Field Rotation"

"And..." Wei Xiuming ripped off his gas mask, pointed to his face, and said, "Look, don't we look a lot alike? As I said before, the technology we use to arm ourselves was learned from our enemies, and I am one of them. His specialty is modifying the human body to gain immense power. Creating a powerful body for himself isn't that difficult. In a sense, he and I are the same person."

Regardless of that guy's background, let's just use his reputation as a starting point to fool him first.

Westerners find Asian faces very indistinguishable unless they have very distinctive features or have been in contact with them for a long time. Otherwise, in their eyes, Asians all have yellow skin, black hair, small eyes, and flat noses. This reflects their arrogance towards Eastern culture. It's like the "masters" in their movies who teach China martial arts, yet their homes are furnished with neon sliding doors and tatami mats, with two samurai swords under a large "Zen" character.

However, those who deal with intelligence, such as Black Widow and Black Eggplant, have received specialized training in distinguishing the physical features of different races, and they can see the similarities in the physical outlines of Wei Xiuming and Doctor Death.

Black Eggplant asked cautiously, "Are you confident you can deal with Doctor Death?"

If the usually composed Wei Xiuming were to say no, he would have to consider whether to use his trump cards, such as a pager that could send signals to the other side of the galaxy, or a certain orange cat kept underground at the S.H.I.E.L.D..

"I don't know." Wei Xiuming's answer revealed his unease, "Whether in technology or superpowers, he far surpasses me now... If he wanted to, he could destroy the Earth at any time—without any external equipment, relying solely on his own power."

"Furthermore, you've misjudged his abilities. Doctor Death's power isn't controlling metal, but rather..."

After speaking, Wei Xiuming opened his palm, and a bright arc of electricity appeared out of thin air from his palm, then quickly disappeared. However, Black Eggplant and Natasha could clearly feel that he was holding something in his hand.

Like plucking a string on a musical instrument, with a light flick of the finger, an unseen force pulled a device the size of a human head from the overturned shelf to Wei Xiuming's front, where it floated.

"My ability is to manipulate magnetic fields, a magnetic field manipulation ability derived from the power of lightning. However, metallic creations are most sensitive to magnetic fields, so it behaves as if I am manipulating metal."

A serious expression appeared on the Black Eggplant's face. "To what extent are you capable?"

Almost all modern human technology is built on electric current, and Electromagnetic Force is one of the four fundamental forces of the universe. Mastering these two abilities is extremely powerful.

"Give me enough time to unleash my power, and I can easily destroy New York. In a few years, I can go all out and cause the moon to collapse," Wei Xiuming said. "And Doctor Death is no weaker than me."

"I feel like someone with the ability to travel through time, driving an armored vehicle back more than two thousand years in the past, thinking I can rival any army. I can present my flashlight, which I carry with me, as a divine treasure to the Monarch of that time in exchange for titles and wealth. But when I actually arrive at that point in time, I discover that the empire, which I thought had very backward productivity, has already built an outer atmospheric protection ring, its soldiers are highly intelligent combat robots, and it uses Rocket to deliver packages. The brilliant and ambitious monarch has already achieved mechanical ascension and gained Eternity life."

Black Widow Natasha said that the information she received today was just as shocking as when Nick Fury told her that S.H.I.E.L.D.. had been infiltrated by Hydra, and that a time traveler from the future, a Mutant capable of destroying a planet on his own, had arrived.

"I'll immediately contact the World Security Council and list Doctor Death, Ivan Tavanovich, as a top-level criminal. After explaining the seriousness of the situation, we'll gather the world's resources to deal with him," Black Eggplant said. "No matter how foolish those politicians are, they should take a serious stance in the face of a powerful enemy that threatens their position."

"The Avengers' plan has been approved. We need a small group of elite heroes to fight Shocker and Doctor Death from the shadows... If necessary, I will send someone to contact Doctor Doom, the monarch of Latvia."

Wei Xiuming found Black Eggplant's blind confidence somewhat amusing. If this person who used the name of Doctor Death was really as he thought, he could easily take on Thanos one-on-one. Humanity at present does not have the power to oppose him.

Only you can defeat him.

Suddenly remembering something, Wei Xiuming put the gas mask back on his face. "There's one more place. If Doctor Death hasn't discovered it, we still have a chance to win."

"Are you going to see those Mages friends again?" Black Eggplant asked. In his opinion, only Mages who had left no trace of their existence possessed that kind of power.

Wei Xiuming said, "No, what I'm looking for is the legacy of the wise, the legacy of the most intelligent group of people throughout history... In the future, it will be an enemy that hinders human evolution, but now it is a necessary aid to us."

"It was what you said when we first met..." Black Eggplant had a good memory; he still remembered the conversation from several years ago very clearly.

"Yes." Wei Xiuming nodded and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see the true origins of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

In New Mexico, torrential rain and thunderstorms were in full swing.

A tall figure pushed open the bar door. The person was over two meters tall, with long, wildly flowing black hair, wearing a white tank top, jeans, and a brown coat, with a pair of brown sunglasses perched on his nose.

"A large beer, and some specialty food... keep the total under twenty dollars, otherwise I won't be able to leave a tip," Doctor Death ordered, half-jokingly.

The blonde waitress glanced at Doctor Death, then shivered inexplicably, as if his eyes were sharp swords that would cut her if she looked directly into them.

With hardly any customers visiting the bar in this weather, Doctor Death's arrival was a pleasant surprise. Despite the heavy rain outside, he wasn't wet at all, and his calm demeanor suggested he wasn't the type to try and rob someone.

After pouring Doctor Death a large glass of beer, the waitress went to the kitchen to prepare Popolo corn and rib soup with green chili sauce and Spanish chicken paella with red chili sauce.

However, Doctor Death wasn't the only one who came; there was another unexpected person as well.

The man removed his hat and placed it on his chest, bowing to Doctor Death with a very gentlemanly air. "Long time no see..."