Almost Starving to Death—Why Haven't They Come Back Yet?

Seeing how resolute they were, Coulson knew he could not press the matter and temporarily set his plans aside.

As for the director's orders, he could only report the truth after returning and leave the decision to Nick Fury.

With that thought, he nodded apologetically to everyone and quickly departed with Natasha, whose identity had already been exposed by this incident.

Now that Tony had been rescued, there was no need to remain here. They still had many matters to handle.

Only then did Tony Stark leisurely walk over. Watching the two leave, he casually pulled out a Citibank card.

"There's five million dollars in it. The password is six sixes."

He blinked and extended his right hand.

"Let me introduce myself again. I'm Tony Stark, president of Stark Industries."

A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

Constantine turned sideways and reached out to shake his hand.

"John Constantine. As you can see, I'm a master of magic, also known as the Hellblazer."

With a smile, Tony solemnly invited him.

"John Constantine, I'd like to offer you one million dollars a year to become my magical technology consultant."

Seeing Constantine remain silent, Tony thought he was about to refuse and quickly added, "You won't have to come to work every day, and there are no fixed working hours. Unless I run into trouble, you only need to come by once in a while."

One million dollars! And he wouldn't even have to work every day?

Pah! Did he think a mere bit of money could corrupt my Constantine's lofty integrity?

Whoosh!

Both hands instantly clasped Tony's hand, and Constantine shook it up and down excitedly.

"I'm in!"

In a distant dimensional space.

Li Chao happily watched his Emotion Points rise without end.

[Emotion Points: 197,320.11]

"Whoa, 190,000. Cool!!"

This haul had already far surpassed the one from the Four Seasons Hotel.

The reason was simple.

The people drawn in this time were either rich or powerful, and the incident had caused quite a stir and panic within the military and upper levels of the government.

And this was only the first wave of gains. Over the coming weeks, he would reap even broader returns.

With no intention of saving up for two Silver Treasure Chests before opening them, Li Chao waved his hand grandly and decided to draw two Bronze Treasure Chests first to test his luck.

With a thought, white light flashed.

[D-Rank 3-Star Character Card: Little Master.

Ability: Glowing Cuisine.

Description: A special-grade chef from the world of Little Master. His Glowing Cuisine leaves people unable to stop eating.]

[C-Rank Item Card: Healing Gourd.

Description: A treasure from the world of Black Myth: Wukong. Drinking the water within the gourd greatly restores vitality and possesses miraculous effects for treating the injured and sick.]

[B-Rank Character Card Fragment ×1]

[C-Rank 1-Star Character Card: Cammy White.

Abilities: Psychic Power, Special-Grade Military Martial Arts.

Description: From the world of Street Fighter. Her body was modified and enhanced with Shadaloo's advanced technology, and her codename is Killer Bee. As a spare body for M. Bison, leader of Shadaloo, she normally carries out brutal assassination missions.]

[D-Rank Item Card: Curse—Misfortune.

Description: A curse-type witchcraft from an unknown world of wizards. The cursed person's luck rapidly drains away, causing them to suffer seven consecutive days of bad luck.]

"Ah, my luck isn't very good today."

Looking at these cards, Li Chao felt somewhat disappointed.

"Whether it's Little Master or the Healing Gourd, their functions are all support-oriented. Killer Bee Cammy White may be C-rank, but she's not particularly strong—only 1-star."

"After calculating it all, only the Curse—Misfortune spell is somewhat interesting, but its rank is too low. It's only D-rank!"

"I can't say they're useless. They barely count as a safety net."

He lowered his hand dejectedly. He had originally planned to draw a Silver Treasure Chest.

But judging by this, he decided to wait and draw it another day.

With the remaining 170,000 Emotion Points, Li Chao took out 20,000 and poured them into the dimension.

It was not until the bathroom had expanded to three square meters that he eagerly conjured up a showerhead and a bathtub.

"HAHAHA! I, Li Chao, finally have a bathroom!!"

With his hands on his hips and his body leaning back, he could not help bursting into laughter.

Heaven knew what it felt like to go three straight years without bathing?!

He stripped naked in a few quick motions, filled the bathtub with a wave of his hand, and ┏(＾0＾)┛Li Chao happily leaped forward.

Splash! Smack!

See? A man's happiness could sometimes be this simple!

Manhattan, Hellblazer Exorcism Agency.

A cigarette dangling from his lips, John Constantine hurried out through the agency's front door.

Hidden inside a black sedan parked across the street, Coulson lowered his binoculars and gently rubbed his eyes.

"Just what one would expect from Tony Stark! He could give away a house just like that."

Coulson felt bitter inside. When they had first heard that Constantine had become Tony Stark's personal magical technology consultant, they had not quite believed it.

But after seeing this agency, Coulson believed it.

With conditions like these, someone would have to be brain-dead to work for S.H.I.E.L.D. instead!

"This really is... hard to put into words."

Following Director Fury's orders, Coulson had led a four-man field team in monitoring the man for an entire week.

They had long since figured out Constantine's routines and living habits.

Ever since opening this agency, he had not taken on a single job.

Every day, he was either picking up girls at a bar or on his way to pick up girls.

He was a complete old lecher.

The three agents in the back seat wore gloomy expressions.

Naturally. Watching that guy have such a good time every day while they could only squeeze into a cramped car with several grown men—no matter how good-tempered they were, they could not help feeling frustrated, let alone jealous.

"Motherfucker. We want to live like that too!"

Ignoring their complaints, Deputy Team Leader Grant Ward, seated in the driver's seat, made a suggestion to Coulson.

"Captain Coulson, we won't get anywhere if we keep this up.

"How about we—"

He pointed at the exorcism agency across the street and made a gesture of entering.

Coulson lowered his head in thought, then glanced at the sky and nodded slightly.

"All right. Then we'll make our move after dark."

John Constantine was definitely hiding an enormous secret.

Using certain special methods, S.H.I.E.L.D. had obtained surveillance footage from the interrogation room at the New York Police Department.

The footage showed that Constantine's answers to Officer Tom's questions had been unusually strange.

For example, there was that line: "The moment I appeared in this world."

That sentence was very odd.

What did "appeared" mean?

Could it be that he was not from this world?

And afterward, no matter how thoroughly they investigated, they could find nothing about Constantine's past.

Yet he claimed to be a detective, and others even called him the Hellblazer.

A profession that dealt with people so frequently should not have left no traces at all.

If he was lying, if it was all a fabricated story, then where had he been before? And who exactly was he?

But if he was telling the truth, if he had not lied, then...

Rubbing his brow, Coulson replayed the discussion between himself, Natasha, and Nick Fury in his mind.

A liar, an alien, or simply the literal meaning?

"Ugh, what a headache. I can't figure it out."

Putting the question aside, Coulson checked the time and sent his men to Chinatown to buy some food.

He had heard that a master chef from East Country had recently appeared there.

The chef had opened a restaurant called Little Master, and every customer who tasted the food had nothing but praise for it.

Thinking of how proudly Hawkeye had enthusiastically recommended it to him over the phone last time, Coulson could not help swallowing, his face full of anticipation (●ˇˇ●).

Then they waited for more than an hour.

"..." Coulson looked utterly devastated.

I'll try to keep things lighthearted so everyone can enjoy reading it too O(∩_∩)O~