Natasha

Around 2008, or rather, before 2019, the entire society of China was immersed in reverence for great capitalists and their predecessors, believing them to be exceptionally outstanding, with profound wisdom, thus achieving immense success.

This worship could extend to nations, such as our admiration for America.

It could extend to people, such as our belief that the moon shines brighter elsewhere.

But as time went on, with the development of the internet and the rise of self-media, more and more disheartening news was exposed, and more and more prominent figures collapsed under the spotlight. The vast majority of netizens suddenly realized that the people they had once admired, envied, and even thought had superior bloodlines, were actually just ordinary people!

There's even a specific term to explain this phenomenon: Black Swan event.

Many phenomena and events that we thought were explainable and predictable were actually caused by accidents.

Or, simply put, good luck.

But many people don't believe it's just luck, so they desperately try to find reasons to explain it.

A similar sentiment was expressed by the famous singer Lei Jun: "When you're standing in the wind, even a pig can fly."

A pig standing in the wind isn't due to the pig's ability, but simply because it's lucky and in the right place.

Examples?

There are simply too many!

For instance, your idiotic boss.

Or a certain computer company that claims to be the conscience of America.

Or the rise of America, which is purely luck. Don't talk about unrelated politics, economics, culture, racial superiority, or advanced systems.

China's rise is inevitable.

By deeply understanding this term, you can stop blindly worshipping authority and remain neither subservient nor arrogant in front of anyone, sticking to your true self.

Because you'll always have the conviction that you can replace them.

Of course, you can't get too fixated, thinking everything is a Black Swan event. Some people's success is truly not accidental; it's more like cheating.

For example

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Not to mention far away, but Kingpin's rise was indeed a Black Swan event.

Bai Jing thought so, which is why he never feared Kingpin. He believed that what Kingpin could do, he could also do.

Kingpin thought so too. That's why, even after becoming the king of the underworld, he never stopped training. Not only training, but he also never slacked off on his studies or investments in technology.

Because he knew his position wasn't secure, and countless people could pull him down!

He just didn't expect the challenger to arrive so soon!

"Bai Letian, a formidable young man!" Even Kingpin was amazed by Bai Jing's actions.

Especially involving the police.

Without the police, Kingpin would have had countless ways to destroy the Order Society, but now, eight or nine out of ten of his methods were rendered ineffective!

As for whether the methods were despicable or not, any method that works is a good method.

Despicable? Are you talking about ethics with the underworld?

"Kingpin, all the Viper Gang's inventory has been burned. There are too many media and police present, so we couldn't switch it out!" a gentle male voice sounded behind Kingpin.

"Tell Madam Gao to increase production!" Kingpin said calmly. "Also, have the Black Tiger Gang contact Mexico and rebuild the channels."

The Black Tiger Gang was in Queens, completely outside Hell's Kitchen.

"You think he can take over all of Hell's Kitchen?" the gentle male voice sounded somewhat surprised.

"No, I just think Hell's Kitchen will become a battlefield!" Kingpin said.

In front of him was a spread-out map of Hell's Kitchen.

Square and rectangular, like a chessboard.

The Order Society's location was marked in blood red, right in the middle.

Attacking along the river from above and below, or cutting off Hell's Kitchen from left and right. If a weak gang occupied this area, it would pose no threat.

But if an ambitious gang took control of it, it would be like inserting a sharp knife into the heart, making it difficult to handle.

The male voice disappeared.

Kingpin asked in a low voice, "What's the situation with Roxxon Corporation?"

"According to last year's financial report, they invested 700 million US dollars in research and development last year, but had very few products. Their net loss for the year was 400 million US dollars, and now a large number of investors are selling their stocks," the male voice sounded again. "They might be at risk of bankruptcy, and probably won't have time to deal with Hell's Kitchen!"

Dealing with powder wasn't Roxxon Corporation's main business; biotechnology was.

But as everyone knows, biotechnology is notoriously expensive.

Kingpin frowned. He wanted to help but didn't dare to jump into such a huge pit.

"Let Madam Gao handle it!" Kingpin tapped the table, suddenly realizing how few subordinates he had!

He had many capable fighters, but none on the same level as Bullseye, and Bullseye was already dead.

I can't possibly handle it myself, can I!

But they didn't come to my doorstep, so I can't just go to theirs!

"And put out a bounty on the black market!" Kingpin sighed. "Gather intelligence from the underworld, see if there's anyone useful."

"Yes."

His voice lowered again.

Kingpin was worried about Bai Jing, but Bai Jing didn't take him seriously.

He looked at the acceptance letter in his hand, still a little excited.

Columbia University, Department of Biomedical Engineering!

Gravity could scan itself, interfere with cell function, and absorb various substances. Its potential was indeed not low.

But Bai Jing's understanding of the human body was too shallow, and he didn't dare experiment on himself.

Using someone else's body was meaningless. He didn't even understand the basics yet. If he directly experimented on humans, he'd only be able to grope his way through with time and endless experience. It would be better to find a teacher.

Although Columbia University was a famous university with high admission scores, as long as you had money, nothing was a problem.

Anyway, it was all the Gray Squirrel Gang and Viper Gang's money, so Bai Jing didn't feel any heartache.

"Boss, do you need me to bring some guards..." Seeing Bai Jing about to leave with the acceptance letter, Ryan hurriedly asked.

"I need guards?" Bai Jing chuckled. "Who's guarding whom is still up in the air!"

He hurried downstairs and was about to go out when Bai Jing suddenly heard something was wrong.

He leaned back, and a red-haired, voluptuous woman suddenly rushed in, missed her footing, and fell to the ground.

Did she know I was coming down at this time?

If I had known there was an informant in the Order Society, they wouldn't have needed such detailed intelligence!

"Ugh," Bai Jing took two steps back, sidestepped the woman, and was about to leave.

"Hey, can't you help me up!" the woman asked angrily.

Blue eyes, a high nose bridge, fiery red lips, and the fair hills and unfathomable abyss on her chest—everything about her indicated she was a woman full of charm.

But Bai Jing shook his head. "Men and women shouldn't touch. Besides, you're not broken-boned or scraped. You can stand up on your own, so why do you need someone to help you? Are you a three-year-old child?"

The woman's eyes widened as she looked at the young man. She was full of disbelief.

Are you even a man? Is this about whether I'm injured or not?

"It's called politeness. Are all you people from the Order Society this impolite? Then I guess I don't need to bother with this interview!" The woman got up angrily and glared at Bai Jing.

Since the meeting that morning, the Order Society had also rented a storefront and started recruiting legitimate people. The interviewer was Matt Murdock.

Bai Jing moved aside to let her pass. "Please!"

"Huh?" The woman's eyes widened. "You're kicking me out?"

"Last year, the unemployment rate in the US was 4.6%. The economic situation is grim this year, and I guess this unemployment rate will continue to rise!" Bai Jing said. "So if you want to recruit people, I think there will be plenty willing to come in. And you, a woman who needs help to get up even after falling, would you need to trouble others for small things like getting water or filing documents after joining the company? Isn't that like recruiting a guest?"

The woman was speechless. That's not the point!

Is this the time to talk about rules?

"Oh, right, I have something to do, so I'm leaving!" Bai Jing smiled at her and walked out.

The woman blinked, then also stomped out and got into a red Mini Cooper.

Then, the expression on her face instantly turned calm, and she said, "Contact with the target failed. However, the target is holding an acceptance letter from Columbia University's medical department. They might enter Columbia University. Recommend changing the infiltration location."

"Received!"

Knock, knock!

The woman quickly tidied her hair, turned her head, and saw a face that made her sick.

"What do you want!" The woman lowered the car window and asked angrily.

"Take me to Columbia University!" Bai Jing opened the car door on his own and plopped down in the passenger seat.

"Who am I to you? Why should I give you a ride?" the woman asked angrily.

"Weren't you here for an interview? I've decided, you're hired!" Bai Jing smiled. "I find you somewhat pleasing to the eye, so it'll be you. It saves me from finding someone else I don't like later."

The woman was silent.

As expected of someone who made Kingpin frustrated, earned Daredevil's loyalty, and could establish a foothold in Hell's Kitchen!

I only spoke a few words to him, and he already exposed me?

"What should I call you?"

"Natasha Romanoff."

"Bai Letian. Speaking of which, my organization also has a Russian girl. Maybe you two can chat. Old friends meeting old friends."

Natasha was silent. How did he even expose my nationality?

"How did I expose myself?" Natasha asked.

"Your acting was too exaggerated, not like a normal person," Bai Jing said lightly. "Also, most white women wouldn't fall for an Asian person based on first impressions!"

"I'm not racist!" Natasha quickly said. "Besides, you're actually very charming!"

"Really?" Bai Jing asked.

"Yes..." Natasha replied.

"I don't believe you."