My girlfriend is a Kryptonian

New York, Queens, pedestrian street.

It was afternoon, and the streets were bustling with traffic and bustling. The LED lights were flashing as usual, and some external screens were still playing about the split in the Avengers Civil War.

Captain America, Black Widow, Winter Soldier, Falcon...

Five Star Wanted!

…

The boy and the older girl with short hair held hands, walking like an ordinary couple on a busy street.

Xi Nian looked around, scanning the pedestrians on the street.

Soon, he noticed something and stared straight at a street performer.

Gwen also glanced over there curiously. Under the spider sense, she didn't feel anything unusual on the other party.

In Xinian's eyes.

A black mist lingered on the street performer's feet.

It was similar to the black mist that appeared on Strange's paralyzed hands just now. However, there is more black mist on the street artist's feet, and it is constantly condensing, not dissipating like Strange's hands...

What is this black mist that only he can see?

Xinian felt a little suspicious, but more confused and puzzled.

Pulling Gwen to continue walking forward.

Xinian noticed again that among the passers-by, there were a few people in twos and threes with black mist on their bodies.

The extent to which the black mist lingers, condenses or dissipates varies from person to person.

He saw a homeless man sitting next to the trash can. Most of his body was covered in black mist, and the black mist continued to condense on his body!

"Could it be that..."

Xinian vaguely guessed something, but still dared not draw a conclusion easily.

He asked the artificial intelligence Alice to record all these passers-by with black mist on their bodies for observation.

In just a day or two, we should have a conclusion.

Xinian thought secretly.

…

The next day, early morning.

Xinian woke up from the extra-large bed in the top floor office of Future Anniversary.

He glanced aside.

The exquisite curves of a graceful body are outlined under the quilt. A few strands of golden hair are stained with sweat on the sleeping face. The arm and neck that stick out are white and shiny.

Xinian did not disturb the other party, opened the quilt, and walked down naked.

Finished bathing in an office that feels like a luxury hotel.

Xinian suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring a change of clothes. He opened the door of the bathroom and saw a brand new set of men's clothes neatly placed at the door.

Xinian couldn't help but be stunned.

On the table outside, a sumptuous breakfast was also placed on the table at some point, for two people.

Gwen is still sleeping soundly, and only Wanda can do these things...

Xinian's eyes were a little complicated.

He made an excuse last night and asked Wanda to go home.

Wanda seemed to know what Xinian was going to do, and went back obediently without asking the reason, and did not come here again last night.

Xi Nian looked around and didn't see Wanda's figure, so he picked up his clothes and put them on.

At this moment.

The other side of the real world, in the mirror space.

A young figure in a red dress stopped here, looking at Xinian who changed clothes and started eating breakfast through a mirror-like space wall.

…

Xinian was eating breakfast when Alice's report came: "Master, what you told me to investigate yesterday..."

"Tell me about it."

Xinian nodded lightly while eating pasta.

Alice reported back: "The first person, named Yamos, is a thirty-nine-year-old male and a street artist by profession. When he went home late last night, he was accidentally hit by a truck and is still in the hospital. During the rescue, at least his legs can’t be saved.”

"Continue." Xinian nodded.

Alice: "The second person. Holt Ed, male, fifty-five years old, homeless man."

"He was shot on the street in the early hours of this morning. He was shot twice."

"..." Xinian remembered that the other person was one of the passers-by who had the most black mist wrapped around his body yesterday afternoon.

He paused and said in a deep voice: "Continue."

"The third person. Olena Lisa, female, 29 years old, working as a bank employee." Alice said: "Nothing happened to the other party last night or this morning."

"Nothing happened?"

Xinian felt strange.

After all, the degree of black mist lingering on the other party's body is second only to the second homeless man...

Alice continued: "I checked Olena Lisa's medical records and found that she has a tumor in her brain and will have a craniotomy in two days. According to the system, her condition is not optimistic."

"The fourth..." Alice continued to report.

Xinian interrupted her: "Okay, that's enough."

Xinian placed the knife and fork on the disc, his eyes complex and strange.

Now, he could confirm what the black mist he saw was.

That's...

die!

To be more precise, they are the corners and shadows of the concept and rules of death!

When the fog-like death rules condense on a person, it means that that person is about to encounter something that will endanger his or her life. The probability of death is closely related to the amount of fog.

And when the mist dissipates from a person, it means that the other person has experienced something life-threatening and survived death!

"Sister..." Xi young whispered to herself.

This may be the ability that he awakened after his soul merged with the mark of death under the guidance of his sister.

Let Xinian's eyes be able to see the outline and shadow of the concept of death!

This counts as well.

The fourth permanent ability that Xinian has truly mastered since Spider Sense, Steel Body, and Divine Immortality——

Eyes of death!

…

Future Anniversary Headquarters, in an empty laboratory.

A large human body biological chamber slowly opened, and inside, lay a shirtless middle-aged man.

Hundreds of tiny wires were connected to the man's hands and arms, which were densely packed. As the warehouse door opened, countless threads fell off his arms and were gathered back.

Strange opened his eyes. He sat up from the biological cabin and looked down at his hands with intact muscles and skin.

Only the joints of the arms and wrists had a faint silver metallic texture, like extra thin wrist guards.

"The repair is complete, let's give it a try."

Alice's words echoed from the laboratory.

Strange immediately clenched his fingers into fists, excitedly saying, "I feel great, my hands are extremely powerful!"

He tried to punch forward, but with just a random punch, he brought up a strong gust of wind!

Alice: "Of course, your semi-mechanized hands are now three times stronger than their original strength. Not only that, the reaction speed and stable control have also been improved three times. Due to the built-in vibranium metal, the ability to resist blows is even better It’s improved more than ten times.”

"My hands are completely healed and are better than before!"

Strange looked at his raised cyborg palm with tears streaming down his face.

…

at this time.

Future Anniversary Headquarters, top floor office.

Xinian was still surprised at the fourth permanent ability he had mastered, but at this moment, the sound of slight footsteps falling to the ground was heard in the room behind him.

"Wanda, are you back?"

Xinian looked back subconsciously, but couldn't help but be slightly startled.

I saw.

A bald woman in a yellow robe stood in the center of the living room with her hands behind her back, her usually calm and indifferent eyes looking at her with a complicated expression.