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"Touch the satellite?"
Saitama blinked.
Floating in space, he held his breath out of habit (not that he'd die without it) and reached out.
The moment his hand brushed the platform, ripples spread.
The countdown for Project Insight froze.
Red target markers winked out—every locked target erased.
"Target lock overridden. Hydra members exposed."
New red dots lit up.
Unlike Project Insight, which targeted those dangerous to Hydra's plans, Weekend Special had rewritten the code.
Now it marked only Hydra agents themselves.
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Minister Strucker suddenly clutched his chest, uneasy.
Shnk—!
A pinpoint beam lanced from the heavens, burning a hole straight through his forehead.
He collapsed instantly.
All across the world, Hydra infiltrators fell where they stood.
In a single instant, over a thousand agents were dead.
"Master, a pity—some Hydra identities couldn't be confirmed. But anyone daring to attack you… should prepare to die, heehee!" Weekend Special sang proudly.
Saitama only sighed. "Well, that's one way to clean house."
He patched into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s comms.
"Hill, Coulson, the rest is yours. Oh, and Fury… isn't dead."
On-screen, Nick Fury's hidden location appeared—alive, faking his death.
With Project Insight neutralized, Saitama turned away.
…
New Jersey ruins.
Steve Rogers crashed hard, coughing blood.
Bucky—the Winter Soldier—was stronger than expected.
History itself had shifted with Saitama's presence.
Steve, battered and bleeding, raised his shield desperately.
Clang!
Bucky's metal arm hammered the vibranium, blasting Steve backward, his shield flying from his hand.
"Bucky! It's me! Steve! Your brother! I won't fight you!!"
Bucky hesitated—but decades of brainwashing clouded his eyes.
The steel arm swung down for Steve's skull.
Steve closed his eyes.
Crackle—!
Blue lightning chains wrapped Bucky's arm mid-swing.
Saitama appeared, stepping calmly between them.
"...Saitama!" Steve gasped, collapsing with relief.
Saitama's blank gaze fixed on the struggling soldier.
Chains of thunder pinned him, yet Bucky snarled like a beast.
Data flashed before Saitama's eyes:
Name: Bucky Barnes
Alias: Winter Soldier
Intelligence: 4
Strength: 4
Speed: 3
Durability: 3
Energy Projection: 1
Note: A brainwashed warrior. Once Steve's closest friend, symbol of justice and freedom.
"Don't kill him, Saitama! He's not evil!" Steve pleaded.
"Oh. Not a monster, huh? Fine."
Saitama released the lightning.
"RAAH!"
Freed, Bucky roared and struck. His metal arm smashed down on Saitama's bald head.
Sparks flew.
Metal twisted.
Saitama didn't move.
Bucky stared, dazed. His arm had bent against the man's skull.
"You can't even stop yourself from hurting a friend."
Saitama sighed.
He pressed one finger lightly against Bucky's arm.
BOOM—!
The weight crushed him down like a mountain.
"Urghhh!"
Bucky's knees buckled. He collapsed, straining uselessly as that single finger bore him into the ground.
The Winter Soldier—Hydra's brutal assassin—forced to kneel, helpless.
"Since you're Steve's friend, just take a nap."
Saitama flicked his finger.
Bang—!
The shockwave hurled Bucky into the earth, carving a ten-meter crater.
Broken, bloodied, his arm destroyed, he lay unconscious.
Steve trembled, speechless.
[ Ding! "Captain America: The Winter Soldier" world complete. Consecutive World 2 cleared. Prepare for transfer, Saitama. ]
The system's voice rang.
Saitama blinked.
"Steve, Bucky's yours now."
A ripple of space swallowed him. Darkness fell—
And when it cleared, stars stretched endlessly.
Xandar.
A bustling Level-2 civilization.
Skyscrapers towered. Flying cars zipped through neon skies.
Compared to Earth, Xandar was decades—centuries—ahead.
At that moment, a certain outlaw named Peter Quill—"Star-Lord"—was sulking after a failed deal with the Orb.
Kicked out of a shop, he grumbled, only to meet a green-skinned woman leaning casually against the door.
"Business didn't go well?" Gamora smirked.
Star-Lord puffed his chest. "Name's Peter Quill. People call me Star-Lord."
Her smirk widened. He scowled.
Before he could react, Gamora swiped the Orb and bolted.
"Hey!!" Quill lunged, energy whip in hand—
BOOOOM!!
Something massive slammed down from the sky, shattering the street.
Debris rained as a bald man climbed from the crater.
It was Saitama.
(End of Chapter)
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