New York was practically a battlefield now. Explosions and fires were everywhere, ordinary people had long stopped going out, and the streets were full of superpowered individuals darting about.
Little Rich had found many suspicious people, and Adjutant had sent out Synthezoids to clean up the trash. Naturally, conflicts were unavoidable.
Whether they were hosts of the Shadow King or not, even Aliens would not surrender without a fight.
Out of over two million suspicious individuals, two hundred thousand were in New York. Once the fighting started, it became hard to contain, and the city was wrecked beyond recognition.
Still, the true old New Yorkers had probably gotten used to it. If this city went for a while without something happening, that would be abnormal.
Su Ming and the others teleported to the top of the Statue of Liberty's head. It was a good spot for taking in the view. The sun hung low in the west, golden fish-scale reflections floated across the sea, and explosions occasionally flared within the city. It was quite a sight.
"Ha, I knew it." Tony sighed as his helmet retracted into his armor. "It's always New York. After today, I'll have to repair the city again. Good thing I was smart enough to establish a construction company early on, so people won't be left homeless."
"That construction company you run with S.H.I.E.L.D.? What was it called, Construction Emergency Response? It's actually screwing people over." Su Ming chuckled and looked up at the sky. He had taken on Vision's appearance by now. "They got permits from S.H.I.E.L.D. and forcibly required that every damaged building in New York be repaired by them. They turned themselves into middlemen and made a fortune."
"That's impossible. I pay all the repair costs. Every restoration project is nonprofit." Tony frowned.