Divine Choice: Host, Go Kill Yourself! I'll Give You a Luxurious Coffin!

New York, United States.

Skyscrapers stood everywhere, while pedestrians streamed along the streets.

Buildings over a hundred meters tall displayed their designers' aesthetic sense, their clean glass panes embedded in the walls like scales and glittering with dazzling light.

The streets were neat, with trash cans everywhere. Fashionably dressed urban beauties casually tossed away cups of unfinished coffee.

At intersections with traffic lights, the green lights came on, and dense crowds crossed the zebra crossings in an orderly manner.

Eye-catching giant screens stood all over the streets, displaying fashionable items and beautiful, captivating models.

Su Zheng looked around with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Where was this?

Then he spotted a billboard with the words written in English: Welcome to New York.

How the hell had he ended up abroad?

And why could he understand English? He recognized every letter around him.

Su Zheng began gathering information from his surroundings.

He discovered that he had not merely arrived in the United States. He had transmigrated into the Marvel Universe.

Because he had seen the famous Iron Man, Tony Stark.

This was not some actor, but the actual owner of Stark Industries.

A news report was playing on an enormous screen.

It said that Tony had been kidnapped while demonstrating his weapons in the Middle East, and his fate was currently unknown.

The military had launched an extensive search and rescue operation, but two months had passed without any news of Tony.

Su Zheng thought, Isn't this the plot of Iron Man 1?

He might have been a Marvel fan, but he had never wanted to transmigrate into Marvel.

How was an ordinary person like him supposed to survive in the crisis-ridden Marvel Universe?

There was a major battle every so often here, then another major battle after that. Superheroes always escaped danger, but countless ordinary people died.

Take the Battle of New York in Avengers, for example. The aliens invaded—how many people had died?

Then there was Thanos's snap, which had directly wiped out half the life in the entire universe. Even fleeing New York would not save him.

Although everyone had been revived later, who knew whether the plot would still proceed as it originally had?

He had no intention of placing his fate in someone else's hands.

Iron Man being kidnapped had nothing to do with him.

As an ordinary person, he could not get involved anyway.

Su Zheng then searched his pockets and discovered that he did not even have a single cent.

And he did not have his phone on him either.

He was screwed.

Right now, he had no money and no legal identity.

Surviving in the United States was going to be miserable.

Just then, a voice appeared in Su Zheng's mind.

[Ding! The Divine Choice System is binding.]

[20%... 50%... 100%]

[Binding successful.]

Oh-ho! He actually had a golden finger.

Sure enough, Tomato had not lied to him. Every transmigrator came with a golden finger.

[The host's current situation has been detected. Divine Choice activated.]

[1. The host goes to the Sahara Desert to rescue Tony.]

[Reward: 10,000 US dollars and the ability Magnetic Field Control. (You may also receive Tony's sponsorship later.)]

[2. Let Tony go die somewhere else. Whether he lives or dies is none of my business. Is some playboy really worth saving personally? I can make money in the United States just fine.]

[Reward: 1,000 in startup capital. (Buy a backpack, stock up on some toys, then sell them to others for two dollars each.)]

[3. Directly cross the road and run at full speed. Gamble on being sent back.]

[Reward: A luxurious coffin with gold-thread trim, worth millions. There will also be some cool men in black holding black umbrellas, standing silently at your funeral, making others think you lived a life full of stories.]

Su Zheng was a little dumbfounded.

Was the third option serious?

Did it dare repeat that? He would smash this system's dog head out.

A coffin, and men in black too!!!

The second option would not work either. Wasn't it obviously telling him to sell toys?

The kind where you called out, "Two dollars, one blade."

He did not know anyone or anything here.

The first option was pretty good.

Ten thousand dollars was exactly what he needed right now, considering he was penniless.

The ability to control magnetic fields was also incredibly powerful. After all, magnetism was one of the universe's four fundamental forces.

If developed further, it could become extremely formidable.

It was also the ability of Magneto, leader of the mutants.

"I choose one."

Su Zheng suddenly felt the pocket of his jeans sink slightly.

A thick stack of US dollars appeared in his pocket, stuffing it full.

Then a warm current appeared within his body, constantly flowing through every part of him.

It felt like soaking in a hot spring.

Su Zheng glanced at the traffic lights at the intersection.

His right hand lifted slightly.

The traffic lights began trembling nonstop, and then every light went out instantly.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The massive bolts securing the traffic lights to the ground suddenly popped out.

Then the traffic lights, weighing roughly a hundred kilograms, floated into the air just like that.

The sight drew gasps from passersby, and a large crowd began gathering around.

Many cars were stopped on the road, and the drivers got out one after another, staring at the scene in shock.

"What is going on? Why are the traffic lights floating?"

"Oh my God!"

"Could Magneto be here?"

"Who is Magneto?"

"Mom, look! The traffic lights are floating!"

Su Zheng could feel that he had only used a tiny bit of strength to lift the traffic lights.

It was like holding a feather.

He then controlled an unoccupied car on the street.

This BMW X5 slowly floated into the air as well.

Su Zheng could feel that this time, he actually had to exert some force.

It seemed that he currently possessed enough power to lift several tons.

And he could feel that he was now capable of defending against bullets.

He could create an invisible magnetic field around his body to protect himself.

He could also sense where metal was located around him, like Observation Haki, and the range was extremely broad.

Su Zheng looked at the system panel.

[Host: Su Zheng]

[Age: 23]

[Constitution: 10]

[Speed: 10]

[Strength: 10]

[Intelligence: 10]

[Charm: 19]

[Ability: Magnetic Field Control 10%. (Magneto at his peak is 100%.)]

[Friendly reminder: A normal person's attributes are all 10.]

Su Zheng gently lowered the floating car, then lowered the traffic lights as well.

Next, he needed to find Tony.

Su Zheng slowly walked into the crowd.

Three days later!

Su Zheng looked at the boundless Sahara Desert before him, a bitter smile in his eyes.

He had spent a full three days riding various forms of transportation.

For most of that time, he had ridden in unlicensed vehicles.

He had no choice. He had neither an ID card nor household registration.

He could only take unlicensed vehicles.

Over the past three days, he had traveled more than six thousand kilometers, and his butt had gone numb. Literally numb, not figuratively.

He then looked at his flattened pocket.

He only had a thousand US dollars left.

Damn it, Tony, I'm coming!

You had better repay my money tenfold—no, a hundredfold.

Su Zheng then closed his eyes and began searching with all his strength for places containing large amounts of metal.

Tony's location had a great many weapons, and therefore a great deal of metal.

In a desert containing nothing but sand, finding them would not be difficult.

Su Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, a faint smile on his lips.

"Found them!"