"Happy, I'll leave this to you."
Tony could only dump the problem on Happy.
Happy, standing beside him, froze for a moment. "Me?"
Tony nodded, his expression earnest. "Yes."
Happy thought for a moment, then a sudden inspiration struck him.
"I get it."
He slapped his forehead, turned to Mark, and said:
"Come with me."
"Okay."
Before leaving, Mark glanced at Tony. "Thank you, Nini."
Tony: "..."
Nini. Not a bad name.
Meanwhile, Happy led Mark to the private elevator.
"After you!"
"Sure, sure."
Mark stepped into the elevator and stood shoulder to shoulder with Happy.
In the elevator's polished mirror, the red-and-blue Spider-Man stood obediently with his arms folded.
As the elevator slowly descended, Mark suddenly spoke.
"This teleportation is taking a while. Can you speed it up?" he asked.
Happy gave him a sidelong glance and said expressionlessly, "Sorry, this is as fast as it goes."
"Okay."
A little while later, Mark spoke again. "What do you think of my Demon Hunter Set?"
He fiddled with his suit.
Happy took a deep breath. "It's pretty good, but..."
He suddenly turned toward Mark and began adjusting his Demon Hunter Set.
"There. That should do it." Happy stifled his laughter.
Mark looked at his current outfit in the mirror, thoroughly pleased.
"Nice, Pete. Your taste is way beyond anything I expected."
In his eyes, his round hat sat at a slight angle, a silk scarf was tied at his collar, and the perfectly coordinated Demon Hunter Set made him look like a mysterious demon hunter-handsome without being effeminate.
He decided he would use this skin from now on.
Even if he got new equipment, he would pay to have it altered to look like this.
One word: handsome!
Happy wanted to explain that his name wasn't Pete, but looking at the Spider-Man before him, he decided it was better to keep quiet for now.
At the same time, he took out his phone and made a call, then quietly waited for the elevator to reach the bottom.
Ding!
At last, the elevator reached the underground parking garage.
The moment the doors opened, Natasha and the others were already waiting there.
But just as Natasha eagerly prepared to arrest Spider-Man, she noticed that the Spider-Man stepping out of the elevator looked a little off.
"Hey, NPCs."
Mark raised a hand in greeting.
Natasha and the others froze, then exchanged glances.
As one, they turned their backs, their bodies trembling slightly.
They seemed to be holding back laughter.
Mark couldn't help finding their reaction strange.
"They've never seen a demon hunter as handsome as me, right?" he asked Happy.
Happy nodded. "That's right."
At that moment, Mark's mask was askew, one delicate shoulder was half exposed, his gloves dangled past his hands, and even his shoes were being worn like slippers.
If J. Jonah Jameson, the Daily Bugle's editor-in-chief, had been there, it would have given him even more grounds to call Spider-Man an "Unknown Evil Entity."
"Hey, Banana, I'd like to pick up a quest," Mark reminded her.
"Banana? Me?"
Natasha managed to turn back around.
She had already been briefed.
Spider-Man would be very easy to arrest in his current state.
"Of course, great demon hunter. Please come with us."
She stepped aside and motioned for Mark to get into the vehicle.
Suspecting nothing, Mark climbed onto the Earth Dragon mount without hesitation.
Vroom!
As Natasha and the others got into the vehicle one after another, Mark rode the Earth Dragon, admiring the Holy Light Continent's magnificent scenery along the way.
I can't skip the cutscene?
This lousy game is padding its playtime!
"The Demon Hunter Guild is way too far from the quest hall. How much longer is it going to take?" he asked.
At those words, Natasha's expression grew slightly tense.
She was afraid he might suddenly recover from his condition.
So she explained with a smile, "Be patient. We're almost there."
"Something feels strange." Mark suddenly fell silent.
Natasha immediately grew uneasy. "What did you say?"
Realization dawned on Mark. "I get it!" He slapped his forehead.
"What do you get?" Natasha's body tensed.
She signaled to the agents to be ready to act at any moment.
"We're not going to the quest hall at all!" Mark laughed.
Natasha swallowed.
Damn, he's figured it out!
Just as she was about to make her move, Mark suddenly lay down and stopped talking.
That left Natasha and the others puzzled.
After exchanging glances with the agents, she decided to wait and see.
At last, they reached the S.H.I.E.L.D. Building without incident.
Mark was the first to jump off the Earth Dragon's back. He looked up at the towering building radiating holy light, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
"I guessed right."
"What did you guess right?"
Natasha led Mark into the building, making sure to keep reassuring him along the way.
Mark, for his part, showed no hesitation.
Following Banana, he saw one demon hunter after another clad in holy armor.
"I guessed right. You can't actually get quests at Nini's place. Only the Holy Light Church can give them out!"
That was right. He had finally found the Holy Light Church, where he could pick up quests!
This was the demon hunters' true headquarters!
Only the Holy Light Church could issue bounties on demons!
After all, it was a church, wielding divine authority that surpassed even a king's power.
The quest NPCs he had encountered before couldn't issue demon-hunting quests at all, so they had either asked him to catch rats or treated him to meals.
Mark was thrilled.
He was about to start the real game!
At last, he passed through the resplendent church and met the lofty Vice President.
[Fuck] [Position: Vice President] [Level: Upper-Class]
An Upper-Class demon hunter!
Mark couldn't help exclaiming, "What a powerful aura."
Nick Fury: "????"
Me?
He studied the ridiculous-looking Spider-Man, deep in thought.
He really must be sick.
Meanwhile, Mark was still marveling at the Holy Light Church's formidable resources.
If the Vice President was an Upper-Class demon hunter, how strong must the President be?
After all, he was only a Beginner Demon Hunter.
Along the way, he had checked quite a few demon hunters' information and gained a rough understanding of their ranks.
Apprentice, Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Upper-Class.
As for demon hunters of higher ranks, he hadn't found any yet.
He immediately turned to Banana beside him.
"What are the equipment grades and demon ranks?"
Natasha: "????"
"You're asking me?" She looked utterly bewildered.
"Oh, thank you. I'll check the demon hunter handbook myself."
Inside the office, Mark picked up a book from the desk without asking.
"Don't look!"
Nick Fury panicked, but it was already too late to stop him.
It was the photo book of women he usually browsed.
Its cover was merely disguised as a book on human geography.
Yet at that moment, there wasn't the slightest trace of lust in Mark's eyes.
Only a thirst for knowledge.
"I get it."
He put down the photo book.
Equipment grades: Common, Rare, Ultra-Rare, Exceptional, Epic, and Legendary.
Demon ranks: Common, Elite, Dangerous, Terrifying, Nightmare, and Hell.
As for demon hunters above Upper-Class, there was only Demigod-Class.
No God-Class demon hunter had appeared in over a thousand years.
That was the basic setting of the Holy Light Continent.
As a player, he would obviously have to become a God-Class demon hunter to count as having cleared the game.
The thought made Mark's blood surge with excitement.
"Vice President, please give me a quest!" His expression was devout.
Nick Fury: "..."
He looked at Natasha. "Didn't you tell him he was brought here to be interrogated?"
Natasha shrugged. "If you can get any useful information out of him, you can have my position."
"Then where would you sit?" Nick Fury's face darkened.
"In the commander's seat, of course."