Upgrade! Deadpool-Level Recovery

When Alisha finally gathered the courage to look into Su Ming's eyes.

She found no lust in those strangely captivating eyes. Instead, they were filled with sincerity.

"This..."

So it had all been her misunderstanding?

Alisha felt embarrassed and annoyed. Damn Su Ming—if he had no designs on her, why had he said something so misleading?!

Her gaze drifted unconsciously toward Su Ming's firm chest muscles again.

"They're practically a gift from God... Pah, pah!"

Only now did Alisha seriously consider Su Ming's suggestion.

Relying on her beauty and exceptional abilities, she had barely managed a comfortable living in the bounty hunter business over the past few years.

There had been no shortage of so-called successful men who expressed affection for her or even pursued her, but when had she ever given any of them a second glance?

As a bounty hunter who danced on the edge of a blade, Alisha Sweet was proud.

Even when she had been a doctor and treated Daredevil several times, nothing had ever sparked between them.

A peaceful life could not soothe her adventure-seeking soul—so she became a bounty hunter.

Yet after meeting Su Ming, even the standard of living that had never been a problem for her before had noticeably declined, leaving Alisha exhausted.

More importantly, after witnessing Su Ming's miraculous self-healing ability, Alisha felt that the adventures she had once been so proud of had become a joke.

Following him might lead to an even more exciting life~

"A free bounty hunter will not bow to anyone—unless he's handsome and capable."

However, Alisha had only seen Su Ming's incomprehensible healing ability and knew nothing about his other strengths.

It seemed that even the codename "Destiny" was still a newcomer at the Underground Exchange.

At that thought, Alisha regained her composure. Crossing her legs to form an alluring curve, she said,

"Following you... isn't impossible. But if you're just a thief who knows how to strip people of their gear, forget it..."

Su Ming knew it was time to show off a little of his strength. His eyes shifted slightly.

"If I told you Tony Stark had just paid a huge sum to buy his life from me... would you believe it?"

Alisha had not expected Su Ming to concoct such an exaggerated lie just to make her stay.

A trace of warmth rose in her heart.

"Alright~ That lie is far too ridiculous. I can't even be bothered exposing it.

I don't have anything to do at the moment anyway. As long as you don't have your eyes on my gear, what's wrong with following you?"

[Ding! Received a transfer of $50,000,000. Account balance: $52,865,000]

Su Ming's eyes lit up. Tony had transferred the money!

Then, hearing Alisha's words, Su Ming neither confirmed nor denied it. Believe it or not.

"Since you want to be my boss, I'm very expensive, you know~"

Alisha looked at Su Ming slyly, like a clever little fox.

"$100,000. Two-month probation period. As for after that... we'll see how you perform."

Su Ming generously named his price. As a veteran of the trade, Alisha was worth that much based on her information channels alone, and she could save him plenty of trouble.

Alisha readily agreed. After all, just a minute ago, she had been worried Su Ming might kill her or have his way with her.

Though she did not exactly dislike the latter...

Once she slipped into her role, Alisha showed her capable side. She returned to her room, swiftly changed out of her combat suit and removed her equipment, then carried her laptop back to Su Ming's room. This time, she knocked properly.

"Come in!"

Looking at Alisha in her silk pajamas, Su Ming, with his enhanced vision, felt he could hardly take it.

Where had her earlier cautious demeanor gone?

The curves beneath the silk constantly teased Su Ming's nerves.

"This seductress..."

I'm the boss. I'm the boss...

After forcing himself to calm down, Su Ming finally remembered what he needed to ask.

"Why did you sneak into my room? Was there a new mission?"

Alisha glanced at Su Ming and curled lazily onto the sofa.

"Boss, you don't know yet, do you? Your head is hot property now. Two million dollars~"

"What happened?"

While Su Ming was still stunned, Alisha had already skillfully hacked into the Underground Exchange's backend through her laptop.

All the bounty missions were laid out before them. In the most conspicuous position, Su Ming saw:

[Kill the bounty hunter codenamed "Destiny"—Reward: $2,000,000]

"Are they sick? Targeting a newcomer?"

The complaint slipped out.

Alisha said nothing upon hearing it. Her slender fingers clattered across the keyboard.

"I found it. Obadiah posted the job—that Stark Industries shareholder.

I found you through this mission... Tch~"

Very quickly, Alisha traced the source of the mission. Remembering what had happened to her, she scoffed at this damned fate.

Su Ming let out a long "Oh~," but a flash of delight soon appeared in his eyes.

It was only natural that Obadiah hated him for standing him up and not killing Tony.

As Tony's first formidable enemy, Obadiah was certainly no good man. Right now, he probably wanted nothing more than to skin Su Ming alive.

But Alisha, as a bounty hunter, could browse the black market system's backend as easily as if she were returning home. That was far from normal!

What a treasure I've found...

Su Ming said the bounty mission was nothing worth mentioning. Other than Alisha, he would show no mercy to anyone foolish enough to come and court death.

He then had Alisha browse online to see whether anything interesting was happening...

"After Tony Stark returned, he publicly announced at a press conference that Stark Industries would halt all weapons research and development projects, causing quite a stir."

Alisha became a merciless news broadcaster, boredly sharing the latest online happenings with Su Ming.

Su Ming looked enlightened. Tony had indeed been deeply affected by the kidnapping, and this move had directly placed him in opposition to Obadiah.

When there was truly no more news, Alisha yawned repeatedly, and Su Ming told her to return to her room and rest.

As she was leaving, Alisha leaned against the doorframe like a lazy cat, gazing at Su Ming with sultry eyes.

"Bo~ss~, are you sure... you want me to go back and sleep?"

Her silk nightgown slipped off one shoulder, and Su Ming saw a sight that made his blood race. A large expanse of pale skin swayed before him, making his vision spin.

"G-Go... go back..."

With tremendous willpower, Su Ming tore his gaze away and waved Alisha off.

Alisha giggled sweetly and skipped away...

Su Ming was still not used to the boldness of foreign beauties.

He lay on the bed and began reviewing this operation.

Tony's exploding bomb had leveled the valley and inflicted the most severe injury Su Ming had suffered since crossing over. Even with Wolverine-Level Recovery, he had still lain on the ground for several minutes.

For at least the first two minutes, Su Ming had been unable to move at all—completely at the mercy of others.

"A downgraded talent truly isn't as powerful as the original!"

With that thought, Su Ming opened the System Shop. Looking at the talent upgrade interface, he clicked his tongue again.

[Sub-Wolverine-Level Recovery → Deadpool-Level Recovery. $50,000,000]

[Deadpool-Level Recovery → Immortal Body. $5,000,000,000]

So the fifty million dollars he had extorted from Tony was only enough to upgrade his talent once? And upgrading further to Immortal Body would actually cost another five billion?

He counted several times, but that long string of zeros still made him recoil.

Considering that this Marvel Universe was filled with dangers, and there were so many freakishly powerful beings beyond even gods, there was no way he could save this fifty million dollars...

Gritting his teeth! It was only fifty million~

"Upgrade!"

[-$50,000,000. Talent upgrade successful! Account balance: $2,865,000]

Su Ming instantly felt as though every cell in his body had been soaked in sulfuric acid. Violent agony surged in from every direction.

"Hah..."

The extreme pain left Su Ming unable to breathe. His wide eyes lost focus, and no sound came from his open mouth...

It felt as though a century had passed, yet also as though only a few minutes had gone by. Su Ming finally regained control of his body and lay sprawled beside the bed, gasping violently.

His body was like a steamed bun freshly taken from a steamer, giving off scorching mist...