Ling Yi crouched on the rooftop of a building, in an extremely foul mood.
As a transmigrator with a cheat, he had actually been beaten out of a world by its natives. What a disgrace to transmigrators.
The God of Destruction was far too powerful. He had been utterly unable to fight back.
Fortunately, the system had successfully analyzed Beerus's power of destruction. Like the divine power in Dragon Balls, the power of destruction was also at the Immortal Grade.
As for Whis's angel power, Ling Yi's system could not analyze it. Or rather, it had analyzed it, but angel power was something Ling Yi could not use.
Compared with divine power and the power of destruction, angel power was a true product of the rules, exclusive to the Dragon Balls world.
It was like how, in our world, 1+1 equaled 2, but in other worlds, 1+1 equaled 3.
Don't ask why. The answer was the rules. The rules stipulated that 1+1 equaled 3, and 2 was wrong.
Angel power was like that. The system had analyzed it, then abandoned it.
As for this world...
It was a world webnovels had already written to death.
In most quick-transmigration webnovels, Marvel, Resident Evil, and Chronicle were practically mandatory worlds.
And the world Ling Yi had transmigrated into this time was Marvel.
To be precise, it was the world of The Avengers 1.
Host: Ling Yi Life: 1.05 million Internal power (spiritual power): 18.8 million Power of faith: 410 billion Magic power: 11.98 million Divine power: 20 billion Cultivation: Earth Immortal Stage, Great Perfection Combat power: 10.7 billion Cultivation methods: Smiling, Proud Wanderer Martial Arts (Heaven Grade, Great Perfection), Dragon Ball Magic (Heaven Grade, Great Perfection), Dragon Balls Divine Power (Immortal Grade, beginner level), Dragon Balls Power of Destruction (Immortal Grade, beginner level) Skills: Faith Collection (Earth Grade), Faith Manifestation (Earth Grade). Cultivation method fusion progress: No fusion currently Analysis: No analysis currently Cultivation method (skill) derivation: Smiling, Proud Wanderer Martial Arts (Immortal Grade), derivation in progress (7%); Dragon Ball Magic (Immortal Grade), derivation in progress (83%); Faith Collection (Heaven Grade), derivation in progress (91%); Faith Manifestation (Heaven Grade), derivation in progress (26%); Dragon Balls Divine Power (God Grade, cannot be derived); Dragon Balls Power of Destruction (God Grade, cannot be derived). Energy storage: 1 million/1 million Points: 710,000. Plot progress: The Smiling, Proud Wanderer (35%), Goodbye Mr. Loser (50%), Dragon Ball Z (29%), The Avengers 1 (1%). (Others omitted...)
Ling Yi could not have been more familiar with the plot of the first Avengers movie.
Although webnovels had already written this world to death, that did not mean it had no value.
But Ling Yi wanted to be a salted fish again this time.
During his two years in the Dragon Balls world, Ling Yi had bustled about and hardly ever taken a break.
Ling Yi knew very well how valuable the Dragon Balls world was. To lay a solid foundation for the future, he had sought to gain as much as possible.
But in the Marvel world, the only things Ling Yi sought were the Infinity Stones.
Still, looking at the inexplicable 1% plot progress, Ling Yi was somewhat puzzled.
He had arrived in this world less than ten minutes ago. Where had that plot progress come from?
Could it be... that Master Ancient One knew of his arrival, or that S.H.I.E.L.D. had spotted him through surveillance?
If Master Ancient One knew, that would not be much of an issue.
He would not stay in this world for long anyway, and he had not come to destroy it. He believed Ancient One, who possessed the Eye of Agamotto, probably would not trouble him.
Of course, with Ling Yi's current strength, he had no fear of Ancient One either.
As for Ling Yi taking away the Infinity Stones, Ancient One would probably care even less.
Without the Infinity Stones, the Marvel world would actually be safer. At least Thanos would not be able to snap his fingers, right?
If it was S.H.I.E.L.D., though, that would be troublesome.
That black baldy with terminal conspiracy-theory cancer would absolutely annoy you to death.
"Hmm... which S.H.I.E.L.D. agent will be the first to approach me, though?" Ling Yi muttered to himself, stroking his chin.
At that moment, inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury was frowning at the information his subordinate had just submitted.
"So you're saying he appeared out of thin air ten minutes ago?"
His subordinate was a refined-looking young agent. If Ling Yi saw him, he would definitely recognize him as the guy secretly playing computer games aboard the Helicarrier in The Avengers 1.
Although he had no name, he had still left an impression on everyone. After all, daring to play games inside S.H.I.E.L.D. took unmatched nerve. Netizens had even dubbed him the greatest slacker agent in history.
"Yes. We checked every database and found no information whatsoever on the target. I thought you should know about this. After all, the way this man appeared was too strange."
"Well done. You can go now. Keep an eye on him." Nick dismissed the agent, thought for a moment, then made a call.
"Where's Natasha? What, she's still over in polar bear country? Tell her to stop playing around. It's been a whole week. Is she treating this mission as a vacation? Have her come back. I've got a new assignment."
Meanwhile, Ling Yi had already found a small villa for rent online.
The villa was somewhat out of the way, in what counted as the suburbs, but a secluded place like this was exactly what Ling Yi needed.
He did not particularly want to interact with the plot's characters right now. Before the Chitauri invasion, he just wanted to spend some time as a salted fish.
The Marvel world might have been dangerous for others, but it put no pressure whatsoever on the current Ling Yi.
Unless Thanos gathered all the Infinity Stones. But since Ling Yi had come to this world, how could he possibly let Thanos succeed?
As for the plot progress, Ling Yi looked speechlessly at the figure, which had already jumped to 6%. He had done nothing, yet the plot progress had jumped again on its own?
What exactly had that black baldy Nick Fury done?
Looking at the small villa before him, Ling Yi was quite satisfied.
The surroundings were pleasant, with hills and water. Although it was a little far from the road, that distance was nothing to Ling Yi.
The villa's interior decor was relatively simple, but its layout was good. It was a typical two-story European-style building, with four rooms on each floor, as well as a kitchen, a toilet, and a bathroom both upstairs and downstairs.
In front of the entrance was a well-tended little garden, currently filled with blooming flowers.
"Mr. Steve, I've changed my mind," Ling Yi said to the somewhat dejected, long-faced, middle-aged man beside him.
The man had stubble all over his face and messy hair, and his entire person gave off a deeply despondent impression.
Ling Yi glanced at the steel braces on the man's hands and could not help smiling with a hint of amusement.
He had never imagined that the owner of this small villa would turn out to be Steve Strange, the renowned Doctor Strange.
Judging from his appearance, though, this guy had most likely just experienced his car accident and was at the stage of exhausting his fortune trying to find a way to heal his hands.
A fun idea suddenly occurred to Ling Yi. What if he took this guy as his disciple and taught him Dragon Ball Magic...
Once that flight of fancy took off, there was no reining it in. How could being a salted fish possibly be as interesting as stirring things up?
"I'll be a salted fish in the next world. Mm, happily settled, then."
Hearing that Ling Yi had changed his mind, Strange said anxiously, "Sir, I'm sure you can see this villa's value. If I weren't desperately in need of money right now, I would never rent it out. You absolutely won't find anywhere offering better value in all of beautiful America."
"No, I mean I want to buy this place."
"What..."
"If you're willing, I'd like to buy it. As you said, this is a very nice place. I like it a lot."
"Are you serious? Yes, you're absolutely right. This is a wonderful place. Buying it will definitely be the best decision you could make. As for the price, how does one million-no, five hundred thousand sound?"
"If you have the documents with you, we can sign the contract right away," Ling Yi said with a smile.
"Yes, of course. The deed is inside, and we can print the contract immediately. There's a printer in the study." Strange had never expected someone to actually buy this villa.
Although the villa was very nice, it was simply too far from the city center. He would already have been satisfied just to rent it out. He had never expected the winding road to open onto such a new vista.
He needed money far too badly right now. With no income for several months, he had sold almost all his possessions. This villa was now the last property in his name.
Ling Yi gave him an amused look. Damn, he actually dares ask five hundred thousand for this place? Does he think I don't know the market? If anyone paid a hundred thousand for it, that would already mean Heaven had opened its eyes.
The documents were all ready. Strange bustled about, and the transaction was soon completed.
Looking at the bank's deposit notification on his phone, Strange almost cried with excitement.
Things had been far too hard for him lately.
"What happened to your hands? Can you tell me about it?" Ling Yi asked, looking at Strange, who had finally relaxed.
Strange froze for a moment, then actually held his head in his hands and began to shed tears.
Perhaps he had experienced too much despair lately, or perhaps it was today's ups and downs, going from penniless to having money again. At that moment, he actually could not contain the grief in his heart and cried.
Ling Yi tapped a finger on the tabletop, and a steaming cup of coffee appeared out of thin air. Strange, however, had his head lowered and did not notice.
"I'm very sorry!" Several minutes later, Strange finally recovered. Seeing the coffee in front of him, he could not help feeling somewhat touched.
"I used to be a surgeon!" After taking a sip of coffee, Strange relaxed completely. Seemingly having found a rare person willing to listen to him, he began telling his story.
Ling Yi had seen the Doctor Strange movie and knew the plot, but he still listened attentively with a smile.
Halfway through his story, Strange finally noticed something was wrong.
He looked at the coffee in his hand, then at Ling Yi, and asked in surprise, "This... how did you do this?"
As it turned out, no matter how much he drank, the coffee never ran out. Whenever he set the cup down, the coffee inside automatically filled back up, as though no one had drunk any.
Ling Yi offered no explanation. Instead, he stood and simply snapped his fingers...
The next moment, the room's walls began toppling outward. In the blink of an eye, the familiar room vanished, replaced by a dreamlike world.
Soft grass lay beneath their feet, a breeze blew gently, and the sky was a clear blue. An enormous tree over ten meters in diameter rose so high its top was out of sight.
Fluttering butterflies flitted between them, while countless hazy green glows darted around them like sprites.
"Is this a dream?" Strange patted the enormous tree's trunk. Feeling that utterly real texture, he could not help shaking his head. This did not seem to be a dream.