Is This Cat Serious?

Shadows were the best disguise.

Chu Hang pressed his body tightly against the side of a warped container, deliberately slowing even his breathing to the absolute minimum. Like a melting block of ice, he silently erased his Presence in the corner, trying to merge completely with the surrounding darkness.

The energy within him was like an ocean that had only just calmed. The surface appeared tranquil, yet undercurrents raged in its depths. He could clearly feel that the immense power originating from the Cosmic Cube and Carol was no longer merely foreign energy after that life-or-death fusion. His body was accepting and absorbing it, gradually making it part of him. Like his hands and feet, it was still unfamiliar, but it could already be driven by his will.

A brand-new form of perception slowly unfolded in his mind, like a scroll gradually unrolling.

He did not need his eyes to "feel" the energy distribution throughout the entire hangar. The most dazzling presence was undoubtedly the blonde woman lying unconscious in the center of the shallow crater. Her body was like a newly ignited stellar embryo. Her radiance was faint, yet it contained the potential to destroy the world, unconsciously sending waves of energy rippling outward. She was a mobile energy singularity, a walking natural disaster.

Next was the Kree commander walking toward her, Yon-Rogg. The energy within him was like a precisely forged weapon—stable, condensed, and filled with deadly sharpness. Although his total energy was far below Carol's, that highly compressed destructive force made him no less dangerous.

Then came the scattered Kree soldiers. They all carried similar standardized energy signatures, like cold bullets without emotion, possessing only the instinct to obey and kill.

Beyond them were a few weaker points of light. They belonged to Nick Fury, Coulson, and