The Miserable Dimension Demon God

Li Chao had transmigrated—body and all.

His luck was very good.

He had not landed on that disaster-ridden Marvel Earth, but in a dimension instead, where he was fortunate enough to become a Dimension Demon God.

His luck was also very bad.

This dimension was far too small, about the size of a coffin. He lay there all alone, unable even to turn over.

It could be said that he had lowered the minimum power level of Dimension Demon Gods in the Marvel Universe—the floor tile of the demon god world.

Every day, inside this "coffin" called a dimension, Li Chao's only amusement was observing Earth in this universe through the power of his dimension.

He had seen the Tesseract, Hydra, and the birth of Captain America.

He had also seen the founding of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the death of Howard Stark.

Over the years, aside from observing, there was nothing else he could do.

It could not be helped. The dimension was too small and its power too limited. He had the will but not the means—this described Li Chao perfectly.

Because he was too weak, he did not even dare leave the dimension casually. What if he was discovered by powerful figures like the Ancient One, Mephisto, other dimension lords, or Thanos? Wouldn't that mean instant death?

So, all these years, he had lived with extreme caution, afraid of exposing himself and inviting trouble.

But now...

Looking at the system panel that appeared before him, Li Chao finally could not restrain himself and burst into excited laughter.

[Ding! System activation successful.]

Then, a pale blue list appeared.

Host: Li Chao (Dimension Lord/Demon God)

World: Marvel Universe

Lifespan: Infinite

Items: 0

Emotion Points: 0

"I see."

As the system panel unfolded, Li Chao simultaneously received the relevant information about the system.

To use this system, he needed to orchestrate events that drew the attention of others and stirred their emotions.

Under the system's mysterious effects, those emotional fluctuations would then be converted into usable Emotion Points.

Ordinary people had relatively few Emotion Points, amounting to 0.01.

Those with high status and authority, influence, or great power possessed Emotion Points dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of times greater than ordinary people.

With Emotion Points, he could spend them to draw treasure chests from the system shop and obtain characters and items from countless worlds.

The system treasure chests were divided into several tiers.

[Black Iron Treasure Chest, 1,000 Emotion Points. Contains one D-rank Character Card and one D-rank Item Card, with a chance of obtaining one C-rank Character Card Fragment.]

[Bronze Treasure Chest, 10,000 Emotion Points. Contains one C-rank Character Card and one C-rank Item Card, with a chance of obtaining one B-rank Character Card Fragment.]

[Silver Treasure Chest, 100,000 Emotion Points. Contains one B-rank Character Card and one B-rank Item Card, with a chance of obtaining one A-rank Character Card Fragment.]

[Gold Treasure Chest, 1,000,000 Emotion Points. Contains one A-rank Character Card and one A-rank Item Card, with a chance of obtaining one S-rank Character Card Fragment.]

"What a pity. I don't have any Emotion Points."

Looking at the data on the panel, Li Chao sighed endlessly.

[Ding! A beginner's gift pack has been detected. Would you like to claim it?]

"Claim!"

The moment he spoke, a colorful gift pack appeared on the system panel.

With a thought, white light flashed.

[C-rank 4-Star Character Card: Fire Cloud Evil God.

Ability: Toad Style.

Description: From the world of Kung Fu. The supreme king of the assassin world, known as the Invincible Killing King—Fire Cloud Evil God.]

[C-rank Item Card: Six Treasury Immortal Thieves.

Description: One of the Eight Extraordinary Skills from the world of The Outcast. By practicing this technique, one could absorb external life force to transform the body's triple burner system, thereby achieving immortality.]

[B-rank Item Card: Loki Mask (Modified).

Description: An item from the world of The Mask. It is the treasure of Loki, the Norse god of lies and trickery. Because it is a modified version, it can be worn and used during the day as well as at night. However, wearing this mask has the negative effect of amplifying one's inner desires.]

[B-rank Scenario Card: Shadaloo.

Included Characters: "Red-Eyed Commander" M. Bison, "Boxer" M. Bison, "Claw" Baroque, "One-Eyed Dragon" Sagat, the Taoist "Fang," Seth, chief executive of Shadaloo's biochemical weapons division (S.I.N.), and Dr. Senoh.

Description: An evil force from the world of Street Fighter. Its leader, M. Bison, even harbored an evil plan to dominate the world and rule the globe.]

With a flick of his hands, several cards turned into golden streaks and shot into Li Chao's body.

"Uh, I... I got stronger?"

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Feeling the sudden surge of immense power within him, Li Chao's eye twitched.

At the very least, he was now a dimensional demon god—albeit the weakest one in history.

But he had never expected a few measly C-rank cards to boost his power by this much!

"Sure enough... I'm still too weak."

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Over the years, Li Chao had uncovered many of Earth's secrets through observation.

He had watched nearly every battle between the Ancient One and the dimensional demon gods.

That had strengthened certain convictions in his heart.

He might know the plot, but the waters of Marvel ran far too deep for him to grasp.

And when he thought of all the Marvel movie and comic storylines he had known in his previous life...

Aside from the familiar Thanos, later Marvel villains had emerged one after another.

Mephisto, Lord of Hell; Gorr the God Butcher; the God of Symbiotes; Galactus; the Celestials...

What the movies revealed was merely the tip of the iceberg in the Marvel Universe.

Li Chao wanted to live.

To live freely in this cruel Marvel Universe, he had to strengthen himself and become stronger than everyone else.

And if he wanted to grow stronger, he had to obtain emotion points by orchestrating one event after another.

As long as enough people took part each time, even if ordinary people contributed only a small amount of emotion points, a sufficiently large base would still bring him a considerable sum.

He wanted both the fish and the bear's paw!

Shifting his body in this coffin-like dimensional space, Li Chao cast his gaze toward a certain location on Earth.

His eyes flickered, and a cold arc slowly rose at the corners of his lips.

"New York... are you ready?"

Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, New York.

At Pier 13, several human traffickers stood in the evening breeze, waiting anxiously.

"Damn, they're slow. Why aren't they here yet?"

"Yeah, fuck!"

"..."

Not joining their conversation, the ship captain clenched a cheap cigar between his teeth and narrowed his eyes as he calculated how much money this batch of "goods" freshly shipped from Southeast Asia could earn them on this trip.

Tap. Tap.

They did not have to wait long before a well-dressed Japanese man hurried over.

He was their contact—and their buyer.

They had heard he worked for an organization called the Hand. The "goods" taken away would have their eyes and tongues cut out before being sent to work in factories, unable to escape for the rest of their lives, until they died.

Even the ship captain was chilled by their methods.

Without wasting words, a lackey led the man over. After exchanging a few brief pleasantries, the group boarded the ship.

Upon reaching the hold, the ship captain gestured ahead and opened the hatch first.

Click.

Splurt—

Blood sprayed high from the severed neck of a headless corpse.

The blood burst out violently and rapidly, splashing them all with its warmth and nauseating rusty stench.

"It-it's Jack!!"

Someone cried out, recognizing the owner of the corpse.

Their pupils trembled and their hairs stood on end, as though a cold wind had blown in from hell.

The cheap cigar fell from the ship captain's mouth. His hand instinctively reached for the revolver at his waist, but before he could issue a warning—

Thud—!

A shadow stepping over corpses slowly emerged from the cold, dark hold, its body hunched over.

Bzzzt—

The light above the hatch began to flicker erratically. The frigid air, thick with killing intent and cruelty, nearly froze everyone's souls.

"Gulp..."

Jack's face twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated rage.

The crowd huddled together nervously. They strained their ears in fear, their bloodshot eyes wide, holding their breath as trembling hands gripped their guns, drawing the slightest shred of comfort from them.

Tap. Tap.

In the darkness, that hunched figure drew ever closer.

Under the dim lights, a pale, deathly still face came into view, blood clinging to it and dripping steadily down.

Blood flowed past the corners of its mouth, staining its lips red. Then, that mouth spoke.

"Hello... everyone."

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