I Have a Reality Stone Too!

And he had landed right near the battlefield where Iron Man was fighting Iron Monger!

Qi Jun almost hated Iron Man to death.

What kind of nonsense was this!

Why did he have to get transported to another world just because you, Tony Stark, snapped your fingers?

If he was going to be transported, he had watched the premiere of Avengers: Endgame too, so why hadn't it happened then?

Could it be just because this was the final theatrical screening of Avengers: Endgame?

For a moment, Qi Jun's pent-up snark could probably have made the entire Earth burst!

Unfortunately, Qi Jun wasn't an alien from Planet Snark, nor did he have their abilities.

Qi Jun could only blend into the crowd and desperately move away from the center of the battle.

Of course, the reasons above weren't the only ones why Qi Jun was doing everything he could to get away from the center of the battle.

Qi Jun discovered that he seemingly, apparently, probably had-crossed over in his own body!

He looked at the scar in its familiar spot on the back of his left hand, left from fighting someone who had bullied him as a child.

His hands were fairly clean and pale, but noticeably rough, marks left by a life of fending for himself.

There was the hooded sweatshirt he had specifically worn to the movie because of the overcast, rainy weather.

Most notably, in his sweatshirt pocket was Huawei's latest high-end smartphone, the P30!

Qi Jun didn't believe that in 2008, when Iron Man had only just come into being, the Marvel Universe also had a company called Huawei that had already released the P30!

It was obvious!

Qi Jun had crossed over into the Marvel Universe, body and all!

Qi Jun believed that once S.H.I.E.L.D. discovered his identity-oh, no, once Serpent S.H.I.E.L.D. discovered it-he would be done for!

Qi Jun: I crossed over in my own body, and I have no legal identity. What do I do? Waiting online! Urgent!

Chapter 2: I Have a Reality Stone Too!

Fortunately, Qi Jun hadn't been misled by the idea that studying was useless when he was in school.

Fortunately, Qi Jun hadn't been misled by the idea that English was useless when he was in school, either.

Although he had barely interacted with any foreigners growing up, and his English listening and speaking skills might have been average, Qi Jun's ability to read and understand English was definitely decent.

Following both the crowd and the road signs, Qi Jun headed toward Chinatown in southern Manhattan.

Near Stark Tower, Qi Jun's East Asian face was still a little too conspicuous. As the home of the corporate group belonging to Tony Stark, the famous playboy and international arms-dealing magnate, its surroundings were bound to be crawling with all sorts of intelligence operatives and entertainment and gossip reporters.

Although Qi Jun had appeared in a surveillance blind spot, a dark corner no one was paying attention to, and everyone's eyes had been drawn to the battle between Iron Man and Iron Monger, Qi Jun still chose to leave immediately.

It would have been fine if only his soul had crossed over; at least his identity wouldn't come under suspicion.

But Qi Jun had crossed over in his own body, and he didn't dare expose himself right under these people's noses.

After all, even for someone who had entered the country illegally, intelligence agencies, S.H.I.E.L.D., and the like could still dig up records.