Plan Change

Bai Jing's original plan was simple—take over a gang, gather funds to buy one or a few lithography machines to bring back, then use his Black Hole Eye's scanning ability and nano-level precision machining to manufacture and upgrade on his own.

Even though America's chip sanctions were a 2020 thing, the domestic pursuit of the chip industry had been going on since the 1980s.

If Bai Jing could bring back two machines, even if he was an undocumented immigrant, or even an alien, getting a Chinese nationality probably wouldn't be a problem.

As for why he wanted to do this.

America was full of discrimination against yellow people. You couldn't go into politics, couldn't reach the top of a big company, and if you tried to start a high-tech business, you'd get crushed and never grow.

Even wanting to marry a white woman or buy a house in a white neighborhood would bring pressure from all sides.

Not to mention that if your future kids wanted to get into a good school, they'd have to score 100 points higher than other ethnic groups!

But if he went to China, bringing superpowers and lithography machines, he could mobilize massive resources. Even if they later built spaceships, he'd have a share in it.

The Black Hole Eye grew by absorbing matter, but black holes had too much mass.

Earth's Schwarzschild Radius was only 9mm. That meant even if he absorbed the entire planet, his black hole's gravitational range might only increase by 9mm.

Of course, his Black Hole Eye might differ from a real black hole, but regardless, to a black hole, Earth was truly an insignificant grain of sand.

To develop his superpowers, he had to enter space.

According to his original plan, this should have been a sci-fi novel about using the black hole's high-precision processing ability to lead China into the stars.

But now he suddenly realized—this was the Marvel Universe?

Then the plan had to change.

After all, in the Marvel Universe, chips were just low-end tech. Above that, there were things like the Perfect Human Potion, Iron Man Armor, Fusion Battery, Nano Armor, Vibranium, Helicarrier, Destroyer Armor...

If he went back now clutching a lithography machine, he'd really be picking up sesame seeds and losing the watermelon.

"Even though Tony's taste is crap, the Iron Man Armor is really cool, especially the later Nano Armor!"

Also, a black hole was a huge consumer of matter. The entire Earth wasn't enough to feed it. That was another reason he needed to go to space.

But if his guess was right, wasn't a hammer supposed to fall soon?

That thing was forged from neutron star material. If he swallowed it, it should be way better than swallowing a few Earths!

Plus, the hammer was small and easy to absorb, while eating Earth was slow and inefficient.

After that, there were still several Infinity Stones on Earth, supposedly with infinite energy...

"Boss, everyone's here!" The door opened, and a few bodyguards led in three men—two white, one brown.

"These are the three block leaders under our Gray Squirrel Gang!" Ryan introduced. "Sano Billson, Pigg Schultz, Hu Tianxiang!"

Sano Billson was nearly 1.9 meters tall, muscular, with fierce eyes—clearly not a good guy. But when his gaze softened, he looked normal again.

Pigg Schultz was only 1.7 meters, but broad and fat, with a greasy face. He looked less like a gangster and more like a butcher.

As for Hu Tianxiang!

Brownish-yellow skin, 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white shirt, somewhat thin, with a simple smile and honest eyes. He didn't look like a gang leader, but more like a farm boy.

Maybe they'd heard about Bai Jing's deeds from the bodyguards on the way, because all three looked at him curiously. Except for Hu Tianxiang, the other two had eyes full of challenge and doubt.

Bai Jing looked at Hu Tianxiang and asked, "Chinese?"

"Annamese!" Hu Tianxiang said.

"Oh, oh..." Bai Jing nodded, the slight interest he'd had fading. He said, "You should all know my business by now. I'm going to be the Gray Squirrel Gang's boss. Any objections?"

The three exchanged glances. Pigg Schultz said in a muffled voice, "They all say you're tough, but I don't buy it. Come on, punch me. If you can take me down too, I'll respect you!"

Bai Jing stood up, walked over to Pigg, and lightly patted him on the shoulder. Then he turned to Ryan: "Get me some Chinese food. Also, call a meeting in an hour!"

Sano and Hu Tianxiang stared in shock at Pigg, who had collapsed to the floor. "Come on, that's a bit much, isn't it?"

Pigg's face was pale, sweat pouring down. "Bro, quick—give me a hand..."

The Gray Squirrel Gang was founded in 2002, but actually, as early as 1993, the Bront Brothers had graduated high school with no future and started robbing people on the streets with knives.

Then, because they were bold and fought hard, the Hegel Family took them in. And because Bront was good-looking, he caught the eye of the Hegel Family's eldest daughter and became a live-in son-in-law.

Later, during a turf war, the Hegel Family lost a lot of people to the Viper Family, including Bront's wife and father-in-law. So Bront took the remaining men and founded the current Gray Squirrel Family.

After six years of steady development, the Gray Squirrel Family had finally grown into a small gang with 127 members, controlling two blocks in Hell's Kitchen.

By the way, Hell's Kitchen had 24 streets, numbered 35 to 58, and four avenues—9th, 10th, 11th, and 12th.

The avenues ran north-south, the streets east-west, dividing all of Hell's Kitchen into 96 neat, chessboard-like blocks!

The Gray Squirrel Family was located on 46th Street, between 12th Avenue and 10th Avenue.

If that didn't make it clear where they were—

Walk straight down this street all the way to Fifth Avenue, and you'd hit the world-famous Times Square!

"This is a great location!" Bai Jing didn't care about America, and he'd never been here, so of course he didn't know much about Hell's Kitchen.

But now, with a map of New York City in front of him, looking at Hell's Kitchen, Bai Jing realized this place had serious potential!

To the west, it bordered the Hudson River, with over a dozen docks—great for transportation.

To the east was Manhattan's Times Square, arguably the most bustling place in all of America.

This is practically the Second Ring Road of New York City!

Such a prime location, yet because of gangs, immigrants, and racial diversity, the crime rate has remained high for years, and the economy just can't seem to improve?

"In America, taking the straight path doesn't make it easy to rise up, but what about the underworld?" Bai Jing pulled out a marker and circled the square block of Hell's Kitchen.

One, he could make money. Two, he could control a faction of power. Three, being in New York while staying hidden behind the scenes made it very convenient to get involved in certain matters.

He tapped the table, deep in thought, when Ryan jogged in.

"Boss, I bought the Chinese food back. Didn't know what you'd like, so I got General Tso's Chicken, Sweet and Sour Pork, Mapo Tofu, Soup Dumplings, Chongqing Spicy Chicken, and Dumplings."