Under the dark blue night sky, the neon lights of the modern city are dazzling, looking far more prosperous and lively than the daytime scenery.
A golden figure fell obliquely from the top floor of a skyscraper, like lightning, yet straighter than lightning, like a meteor, yet smaller than a meteor, passing over the billboards and giant screens hanging a hundred meters in the air, and slammed down heavily on the rooftop of a five-star hotel at the lower end.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
The hard floor tiles were smashed into a shocking hole. The owner of the figure in the middle just groaned a few times, his body and clothes were intact, and he slowly stood up with his right hand holding the silver sword.
Facing the cold night wind with a hint of frost and snow, the dust dispersed, revealing a pair of dark and bright eyes.
Carrying a round shield and holding a long sword.
Ben had a look of despair on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked down at his current outfit.
The top was a small, tight-fitting red-gold armor, leaving everything from the neck to the shoulders bare, with an obvious bulge on the chest reserved for a certain part.
The lower body is a dark blue dress that is integrated with the upper body armor. It is more revealing than the most fashionable miniskirt and hot pants, and forms an absolute area with the golden knee pads at the knees.
On each hand, he wore a pair of silver wrist bracelets. If you also count the silver starlight crown on his forehead...
This is a sexy outfit that even the top models would feel ashamed when wearing it, and would want to use both hands to pull down the skimpy skirt. It should be the exclusive outfit of the superhero with the title "Wonder Woman"!
And now the Ben who is wearing it is undoubtedly a man, the kind with a 'handle'!
"What am I doing?"
"I should be doing my homework at home now, instead of running around in the wild wearing women's clothes like this." Ben wanted to cry but had no tears. In the morning, he was just an ordinary middle school student. He thought that all extraordinary and supernatural things had nothing to do with him.
Unexpectedly, at this moment he almost became the embodiment of the extraordinary!
Before Ben could come to his senses.
Click, click, click!
As a huge buzzing sound reached my ears, the air a hundred meters above the city vibrated, and a police helicopter approached this side, sweeping a huge bright light beam.
The strong wind created by the helicopter propeller made Ben feel increasingly chilly in her crotch, and she subconsciously wanted to pull down the hem of her skirt.
But I can't take care of all this anymore!
If this scene was captured by a helicopter, Ben felt that he could move to another city or even a planet to live in overnight!
"Depend on!"
Ben gritted his teeth, picked up the retro long sword in his hand again, and simply ignored the terrifying ground. As he exerted force with his toes, the top floor of the hotel under him was directly crushed due to improper control of the force!
Just before the lighting beam fell on him, Ben jumped high again and rushed towards another building dozens of meters away!
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The reason that led to this scene started half a day ago.
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Twelve hours ago.
Residential area along Central Avenue in downtown Washington, D.C., USA.
Ben yawned and got up from the bed. He could faintly hear the clear voice of the female host on TV coming from the living room outside the room through the door:
"It's 7:00 a.m. in Washington, D.C., and the weather is cloudy with light snow. The outdoor temperature is between 5 and 3 degrees Celsius. We recommend everyone bring snow jackets and rain gear when going out..."
Ben stopped the electronic alarm clock that was about to ring, and glanced at the time. It was exactly at 07:00 on December 22, 2011.
Another Christmas is coming.
"Time flies."
Ben sighed, found his slippers on the blanket not far from the bed, changed into a set of winter campus clothes that had been prepared long ago in the closet, and left the room.
Pushing open the door, Ben habitually called out to the living room: "Auntie, good morning!"
His greeting went unanswered.
Outside the living room.
The cool morning light streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling balcony windows, the curtains drawn. The already plain, pale floor looked like a piece of floating ice. The television, still on, continued to play the local morning news. Elsewhere, a clean, modern dining table was set with breakfast: the usual simple trio of milk, eggs, and toast.
In the stagnant cold air of the living room, there was a faint scent of violets, but the source of the scent was unknown.
"You're out so early?"
Ben muttered something, not caring at all, and turned into the bathroom next to the room.
There are not many items placed in the bathroom, just a face towel, a mouthwash cup, and a toothbrush. The background color and style are simple, and there are basically two sets, one large and one small.
Well, Ben naturally uses a smaller size.
Although he had repeatedly requested to change to a larger size, he was always rejected on the grounds that he was a minor.
Ben started to wash up, and the mirror on the sink reflected a young face.
Black hair and brown eyes, clearly of Chinese descent.
His delicate face still retained a hint of youthfulness, and his skin was so delicate and fair that at first glance he resembled a young girl. Especially with the white gauze sweatshirt and plain long scarf he wore, his overall appearance leaned towards a soft androgynous look.
Ben curled the corners of his foamy mouth. There was nothing he could do, as this was also the aesthetic style of the owner of the house.
Fortunately, he was not short in height, and while still in the growth and development period at the age of sixteen, his body had easily broken through the life-and-death barrier of 1.7 meters.
Back to the living room.
Ben started to eat the American breakfast prepared on the table, but his attention was soon attracted by the morning news on TV.
"Yesterday afternoon, Iron Man was spotted in Iraq, Iran, and other places, inflicting devastating damage to local criminal organizations within half an hour. That same evening, Tony Stark and his secretary, Pepper Potts, arrived at a bar dinner in New York on time, truly a master of time management."
"According to statistics, Gotham City's crime rate has dropped significantly in recent years. Investigative experts say this is due to Batman's powerful and efficient crackdown on local criminals, as well as the establishment of Arkham Asylum, which can incarcerate and handle a large number of dangerous criminals."
"Reporters have discovered that there have been small-scale demonstrations in Metropolis recently. Some citizens are dissatisfied with the superhero Superman, who has settled in the city. The specific reasons are yet to be determined..."
It seems that any report that has nothing to do with superheroes cannot be considered as hot news nowadays.
This is the trend of the current era.
Ben was no stranger to this kind of news, but as he tilted his head back to drink a sip of warm milk, feeling the silky warmth entering his stomach, he couldn't help but sigh:
"Strange world."
Yes, Ben is a reincarnated person.
The specific reason for death and reincarnation is no longer important. What is important is the world you are reincarnated into.
A parallel world where Marvel and DC merge!
This is what Xi learned when he was young, reading geography and history books.
For example, in the First World War on Earth, a real god of war actually participated in it, and in the end it was the legendary goddess who ended the war.
As for the subsequent World War II, it was the evil organization Hydra that stirred up trouble and wanted to rule the world in one fell swoop. In the end, the long war was ended by the superhero Captain America.
above.
These are just the major events in the torrent of history. There are also countless unknown disputes. Because New York City and Gotham City coexist, justice and evil are fighting each other almost every day...
In this world, technology is king, magic is god, mutations dominate, and aliens invade!
However, these have little to do with Ben .
In his previous life, his knowledge of Marvel, DC and other movies and animations was limited to some hero titles, and he knew nothing about the related worldviews and plots.
Although he is a reincarnated being from another world, and this is the biggest secret hidden in Ben , he is now just a normal person, having lived in Washington for sixteen years, and his daily life has not been disrupted by supernatural events...
That's right.
Except for the superpowers that suddenly awakened on his sixteenth birthday last weekend.
"As long as you have close physical contact with a member of the opposite sex, exchanging fluids, you can master their abilities for a certain period of time."
Simple, direct and rough.
Ben named this superpower, which he had only seen in strange comics in his previous life, "Lord of the Dependents".
After all, this superpower is tailor-made for evil villains and LSPs! The nature of this power is as bad as the hypnosis, perspective, time prohibition, etc. commonly seen in strange comics.
Of course, Ben never thought of using this superpower to do bad things or become a superhero.
To be honest, this superpower is really useless in his opinion. Compared with Mr. Stark's iron armor, Mr. Superman's steel body, and Captain America's super soldier physique, it is impossible for him to ask others to pause and find a girl to add a buff before fighting with them, right?
Also, if this girl had an ordinary physique, then at most her combat power would only be slightly improved.
What's more, for Ben , who has been single in both his previous and next lives.
This so-called superpower is equivalent to nothing!
Quickly lose interest in the news report about the Vogue cover girl who was gossiping about when Iron Man Tony Stark slept this month.
Ben gradually shifted his gaze to the side of the TV, and saw that the wooden shelf was filled with his photos, from his infancy to his current teenage years.
They were basically his personal photos, and there was never any picture of his aunt, not even a simple back view.
My aunt doesn't like taking photos, especially selfies.
Ben knew this.
It's not that my aunt is ugly or not photogenic.
Ben could confidently say that his aunt was an absolute beauty, on par with, or even surpassing, the actresses and models on TV. Ever since his aunt found him on Christmas Day in 1995, his impression of her appearance had remained unchanged with age; she was a true ageless goddess.
"No, next time I must let my aunt take a photo with me."
"If I act more assertive...if I act like a spoiled child, it might still work, right?"
Ben was just making up his mind when the doorbell rang.
Who is it?
Ben frowned slightly. In his memory, his aunt had never forgotten to bring her keys when going out.
Just as Ben walked from the living room to the door, before he looked outside through the peephole, a photo was stuffed in from outside through the gap under the door.
When he saw the photo, Ben was stunned and stopped all his movements.
The photo was surprisingly a rare black-and-white image, and everything from the pixels to the natural yellowing of the photo indicated that it was a product of the last century. The urban wasteland background in the photo, which looked like a battlefield from World War I, also confirmed this.
What shocked Ben 's heart was.
In this strange old-time photo, a figure similar to his aunt appeared surrounded by officers and soldiers!