He Punched Me Once, and Though I Died, I Still Refuse to Yield

In the novel, Russell is not simply a magician, but a practitioner of both magic and superpowers. The Supreme God determined that he was very compatible with lightning magic, and Storm's ability to control the weather among the Mutants was also very suitable for him.

Following the assessment of the Supreme God, Russell exchanged for Magic Power and lightning magic, gradually strengthening his Mutants bloodline without side effects. He finally turned the tables, defeated Lu Chuxue, and ultimately became a powerful figure who could easily dominate the Main God Space.

Once he found the right path, his growth rate was astonishing, it could be described as meteoric.

In the novel, Russell's abilities are very powerful; he can sense and influence the forms of meteorological energy, ranging from small weather changes such as strong winds and heavy rain to larger meteorological phenomena such as blizzards and lightning tornadoes.

At first, he could only generate and project lightning from his body, but eventually, he directly transformed into a plasma-like lightning body, capable of breaking out of Earth and traversing the universe.

When he unleashes his full power, he can summon Solar Storm and torrents of cosmic elements. His greatest achievement was instantly destroying Earth in a mission world.

In addition, he also deduced powerful abilities such as telepathy, electromagnetic force, and Magnetic Field manipulation.

Unfortunately, even such an awesome person was swarmed and pushed down, dying from Jian Shaoxin's righteous backstab by Teleportation!

After reading the novel, Russell felt disgusted, as if he had been force-fed excrement. Even if he had a thousand chances, he would never have guessed that he had the potential to become the BOSS. He had always thought of himself as a positive character.

Otherwise, why would he be so handsome!

This novel is of little reference value because the plot has been disrupted, and the appearance of the system has led Russell's life trajectory down a different path.

Shen Menghan didn't die, Jian Shaoxin didn't have the chance to turn evil, and he himself didn't become Reincarnator; everything deviated from the original plot.

Although its reference value was low, it pointed Russell in the right direction for development. Even the Supreme God commented that he was exceptionally compatible with lightning and that he could specialize in this path in the future.

Thinking of this, Russell silently said, "System, use 'Item Card: Clow Cards - Thunder'."

[Item Card: Clow Cards - Rai (Can be used even if you're not a magical girl)]

Speaking of which, Russell does have some connection with lightning. For example, there's the Skill Card for the King of Electronic Music, which increases attribute points when struck by lightning, and then there's this lightning card.

Thunder! The Thunder!

The back of the magic card features Magic Circle depicting the sun, moon, and stars converging, while the front shows a ferocious, roaring thunder Thunder Beast with bared fangs and claws. This Thunder Beast has blood-red eyes and a savage, menacing appearance, clearly a formidable and fierce character.

Russell channeled his Magic Power and whispered, "Thunder!"

The card left his hand and transformed into a ferocious beast wrapped in lightning. To Russell's surprise, the Thunder Beast was very obedient, quietly squatting in front of him. It did not move without being commanded, except for a long tail made of electric sparks that swung back and forth, indicating its friendliness towards him.

The Thunder Beast is light blue all over, with bristling fur. Judging from its appearance, it should be a large canine. Its limbs are upright and its shoulder height is 1 meter. The length is hard to determine, mainly because the length of its tail varies, but the shortest is at least 3 meters.

However, considering that it is the embodiment of lightning, the Thunder Beast's size should be able to change freely, so its size data is meaningless.

Russell reached out his hand and tentatively asked, "Can you shrink a little?"

The Thunder Beast nodded, and after flashing with lightning, it shrank to the size of a house cat, leaped onto Russell's palm, and stuck out its tongue to lick his arm.

Crackle!...

Inside, bright lights flashed, and Russell's skeleton could be vaguely seen leaping merrily. Thunder Beast realized it had made a grave mistake and hurriedly jumped off the palm of his hand.

Russell, sporting an afro, exhaled a puff of black smoke, feeling a thrill. The Supreme God was right; he truly got along well with lightning. The Thunder Beast's attack had not only refreshed him and sharpened his senses, but had also incidentally increased his Agility Attribute Point 1 point.

"Momo~~~" The Thunder Beast looked at Russell, who had just been baked, and let out a soft cry with an apologetic sadness on its face.

"Oh, you can even make sounds..." Russell became interested and beckoned the Thunder Beast to come closer.

Magic is truly amazing; it's clearly just an Item Card, yet it possesses its own consciousness.

Thunder Beast shook its head and took two steps back, not wanting to hurt Russell any further, but before it could go far, Russell scooped it up in his arms.

Crackle!...

This time, Russell didn't receive any enhancement; he just shivered, and his resistance to lightning increased.

"Momo~~~"

The Thunder Beast's cries became much more cheerful. It climbed up Russell's arm to his shoulder and stuck out its tongue to lick Russell's face.

After the crackling of electricity subsided, Russell remained motionless, exhaling a puff of black smoke. "Not bad, that's powerful! Increase the power a bit more, and try going full power once."

Thunder Beast stared at Russell without moving, its little expression seeming to ask, "Are you serious?"

"Forget it, take it slow, there's no rush, there's plenty of time anyway." Russell calmed down. He figured he couldn't handle full power, so he used his Magic Power to heal himself with the Hui Tailang Tattoo. Except for his afro, all his injuries were instantly healed.

"Ring ring~~ Ring ring~~~"

The phone on the computer desk rang, vibrating across the surface. Russell was about to pick it up when he suddenly remembered that the Thunder Beast was still on him. He put the little guy on the ground to play by himself before picking up the phone to answer it.

"Hello, this is Russell."

"Hello, I'm Ada Wong. We'll meet tomorrow morning at eight o'clock at XXXXX."

The Electro was Ada Wong, the officer temporarily in charge of the District 28. She sounded very tired, and Russell was about to exchange a few pleasantries when she hung up.

"A bit cold, doesn't seem like a very easy person to get along with, but his voice is quite nice." Russell shook his head and put down his phone, not taking this temporary partner seriously.

Although they are both named Ada Wong, this police officer is definitely not the one from the game. After all, it's already 2035, and the one in the game is at least a 60-year-old grandmother.

"It's fortunate that Ada Wong in the game is Asian. If she were in China, she would still be fighting zombies in 2035 and would have to endure a few more years before she could retire."

Russell grumbled a few times, then looked up and realized it was already quite late. He suddenly understood that he had spent a lot of time reading the novel and had even missed dinner.

It's just a terrible novel, yet it's kept me glued to my bed and meals. When did I become so resistant to addiction?

"You stay home and behave yourself. Don't run around, understand?"

"Momo~~~"

Holy crap, how can someone be so cute? That's cheating!

Russell couldn't resist picking up the Thunder Beast and petting it a couple of times before putting on his coat and leisurely heading out to find food.

The next day, Russell drove to the agreed location. He didn't like waiting for people or making others wait for him. Considering that the other party was a lady and it was their first meeting, he deliberately arrived 10 minutes early.

Ada Wong arrived quickly; just five minutes later, she opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Nice to meet you. I'm your partner, Ada Wong. Just call me Ada. Also, don't ask me who Leon is. I really don't know."

"Hello, Ada, I'm Russell!"

The two shook hands as a preliminary introduction. Russell took the opportunity to observe his partner: a soft face typical of Asian women, short hair for the workplace, a black trench coat and beige trousers, black leather boots, and a gun holster tucked under his arm.

She has a fairly well-proportioned figure, with a small bust but long legs; Russell estimates she is at least 1.7 meters tall when she stands up.

The two drove around District 28, the vehicle taking over autonomous driving from the computer. They discussed work in the car, with Ada mainly talking and Russell listening. Russell was new and needed Ada to guide him through his job duties.

After inspecting the place, Russell was very satisfied with his partner. Although it was a temporary partnership, the other person's personality was the type he liked.

Ada Wong is decisive, meticulous, and highly responsible in her work. She is direct and straightforward, saying what she thinks without fear of offending anyone. According to Ada, she used to be an office worker, but couldn't stand the monotonous computer screen, so she voluntarily transferred to a field position.

To put it simply, she has tomboyish traits and her hobbies include fitness and free fighting.

"You've just arrived in Chicago, so you're probably not familiar with the city, and even the District 28 you're responsible for is very unfamiliar to you," Ada said. "This will hinder your work, and you'll be very passive when you encounter cases. So you need to develop informants as soon as possible. Only with sources of intelligence can you solve cases faster."

Russell humbly asked, "Ada, how did you develop your informants?"

Ada smiled, shook her fist, and raised an eyebrow. "Believe me, it was a very enjoyable process. In District 50, I had informants almost everywhere."

Russell nodded, agreeing with this point. America police have their own informants, usually low-level thugs who will tell you anything for money or a physical greeting.

Many movies feature scenes like this: a police officer encounters a difficult case, struggling to find clues, and then while strolling through the streets, he runs into a thug selling laundry detergent. After a chase, the officer tackles the thug deep into an alley, delivers two slaps, and the clue is his.

It's not that these thugs lack principles; rather, they are informants themselves, albeit with a degree of coercion.

Russell looked out the window, searching for a lucky informant. By sheer coincidence, he spotted a menacing-looking black thug at the corner of an alley. The man grinned menacingly at Russell, flexed his biceps to show off his thick, dark muscles, and then gave him the middle finger.

I knew it was him after just one look!

"I've found the informant, it's him."

Russell's eyes lit up. The burly, dark-skinned man opposite him had Dark Forehead, suggesting an impending bloodshed. His sharp eyes revealed hatred, which told Russell that developing this informant would bring unexpected gains.

Ada smiled and shook her head, "Sorry, Russell. I don't mean to discourage you, but he's 'Black Stick' Billy, the toughest guy on this street. It'll be hard for you to recruit him as an informant the way I do."

"What's the meaning?"

"See his muscles? His arms are thicker than your head."

Ada's meaning was clear: the two were too different in size, their muscles, physique, and strength were completely disproportionate, and she didn't think Russell had a good chance of defeating his opponent.

It's no wonder Ada wasn't optimistic about Russell; his strength was all in his bones, his muscles were well-defined, and you couldn't tell unless he took his clothes off. Plus, with Coach Shen's recent close coaching and his tireless training day and night, his body fat percentage had dropped a few percentage points, making him look even thinner.

Russell smiled meaningfully, "So what if they're muscular? Large muscle mass doesn't mean great muscle endurance and strength. Their muscles are all from eating protein powder. They look strong, but they're just empty shells. It's like if he punched me, even if I died, I would still be unconvinced."

"Haha, you're so optimistic!"

Ada was amused. She watched as Russell got out of the car, chatted with "Black Stick" Billy for a while, and they agreed to walk into the alley. She shook her head and opened the car door.

The new partner is a bit clueless, but he's a good person and suits her temperament well. She can't just stand by and watch him suffer.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—

As Ada approached the alley entrance, she heard sounds of fists and kicks coming from inside.

"No way, it was taken care of in just a few seconds?"

Ada rushed into the alley and saw Russell, who was unilaterally abusing her, Billy the 'Black Stick', who was lying on the ground trembling with his buttocks sticking out, covering his head.

Ada: "..."

What happened?