After making up his mind, Harvey knew it wasn't time for a major move, so he didn't think too much about it for now.
Just going out for a stroll, selling a few pieces of information, and earning ten million U.S. dollars—Harvey could only say the more, the merrier.
Harvey was in a joyful mood, swimming freely in the pool for several hours.
This was also a form of exercise for his exquisite control over his own power.
Having undergone Evolution over two hundred times, he could cause terrifying destruction with a casual flick of his hand; a simple swipe could shatter the swimming pool.
In fact, Harvey had more than once, just after an Evolution, been unable to perfectly control his power, leading to the destruction of many things.
This was also the fundamental reason why Harvey didn't want to hire permanent staff to manage his estate.
Currently, he hadn't yet reached the point where he could perfectly control his power at will after every Evolution.
Once chaos erupted, it could easily affect his current identity.
Afterward, Harvey lay on a Sun lounger in the estate's yard, drinking freshly squeezed juice, eating fresh fruit, and watching the sunset, which was as beautiful as if it were drunk; life couldn't be more comfortable.
After resting for a while, night fell, and Harvey changed into a handsome suit and tie, driving out in his Ferrari convertible this time.
After dinner, he still had some post-meal exercise to do.
Just as Harvey drove out of the estate, a woman blocked his path.
This was a beautiful, red-haired woman in a tight leather suit, none other than Natasha, whom he had met in Washington not long ago.
Harvey was a little surprised; why would Black Widow Natasha seek him out?
Had he been exposed? This thought was immediately dismissed by him.
He believed he hadn't done anything out of line, nor was he high-profile; even his travel was by normal car, and the places he frequented were just various restaurants.
Because eating a large amount of food was not only an enjoyment but also brought him many Evolution points, it was one of the things Harvey had to do every day.
However, Harvey's car was forced to stop; even if he knew Natasha could avoid it, he couldn't just run into her.
"You crazy woman?"
"This isn't how you stage a fake accident."
So, after Harvey was forced to stop his car, he tilted his head and directly cursed at Natasha.
"Mr. Harvey Anberaka, I am from the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."
"I have no ill intentions; I just have some matters I wish to discuss with you."
Natasha's expression remained unchanged in the face of the cursing; instead, she pulled out an ID and directly stated her purpose.
When she learned that the Blue Star had always been exposed to the Universe, and that the God of Death, suspected to be an alien, was currently on the Blue Star.
Natasha felt that the task of testing whether Harvey Anberaka was a super-powered individual could no longer be delayed.
So Natasha chose direct interception; once they met, the conversation and probing would become simpler.
"Leaving aside that I've never heard of the department you mentioned."
"Is this your attitude for wanting to talk to me?"
Harvey didn't know what Natasha wanted to do, but he simply followed the behavior and thoughts of an ordinary person, speaking impolitely.
The Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division is a special unit dedicated to handling various strange occurrences, always operating in the Shadow, dealing with supernatural events.
It's normal for most ordinary people to have never heard of this name.
"I apologize for the attitude, but I also have some unspeakable difficulties."
Therefore, facing Harvey Anberaka's impoliteness, Natasha first apologized, then directly pulled out a gun and aimed it at Harvey.
Facing the dark muzzle, Harvey already knew Natasha's purpose: nothing more than to test whether he was extraordinary.
"Let's talk nicely; there's no need for a gun, is there?"
"What's your purpose? Money? How much do you want? I can give you everything I have."
So, Harvey's eyes narrowed, he raised his hands, a compromising expression appeared on his face, and he said in a somewhat fawning tone.
Natasha also noticed Harvey Anberaka's slightly changed expression and tone, which for a moment made her unable to grasp Harvey's thoughts.
However, Natasha thought for a moment and knew that under crisis, even if Harvey wanted to hide, he couldn't, so her finger twitched, moving closer to the gun's trigger.
"Don't..."
Harvey saw Natasha's movement, and a look of horror appeared on his face; he curled his body and shouted.
He dared to offer no resistance because bullets simply couldn't penetrate his body, and he didn't believe Natasha would dare to shoot him directly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three continuous gunshots echoed in the night sky.
However, Natasha's gun, which had been aimed at Harvey, directly changed direction and fired into the air.
Then, after a few seconds, Harvey, still shaken, touched his body and found he was unharmed: "I'm not dead?"
"You crazy woman, what exactly do you want to do?"
But Harvey quickly reacted, looking at Natasha and cursing.
"It's fine; you can go."
Natasha was a little disappointed by Harvey's reaction, but she didn't waste any more words; she said a sentence, directly moved out of the way, and walked towards the forest beside the road.
After Natasha's figure entered the forest and disappeared.
Harvey knew Natasha hadn't left, but he immediately restarted the engine and sped away.
After Harvey's car disappeared, Natasha emerged from the forest.
She had completely confirmed that Harvey Anberaka was not a super-powered individual.
Because if Harvey Anberaka were truly a super-powered individual, facing the impending gunshot, he would almost instinctively display some extraordinary abilities to protect himself.
However, from beginning to end, Harvey Anberaka's performance was like that of an ordinary person.
The other party also never mentioned calling the police in front of her, which was consistent with his identity as a wealthy man; a wealthy man wouldn't be so foolish as to say he was going to report to the FBI in front of someone.
That would only make the other party, in a fit of rage, resort to tearing up the ticket.
Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that this was an act by Harvey Anberaka, but if it was an act, then Harvey Anberaka's acting was simply too realistic.
Immediately, Natasha drove away on her motorcycle.
And only half an hour passed.
Nick Fury sent a message, asking her what she had done to Harvey Anberaka.
Because Harvey Anberaka had already arrived at the FBI police station, claiming to want to catch a crazy woman, and the described appearance and clothing perfectly matched her.
"I just took the most efficient approach to probing."
"After probing, it can be confirmed that Harvey Anberaka is not a super-powered individual."
Natasha also responded to this message.
"Can it be fully confirmed?"
Nick Fury was also a little disappointed to receive this message.
"Yes."
Natasha also immediately gave an affirmative reply.
"Good, you don't need to observe Harvey Anberaka anymore."
"I will help you deal with these troubles."
Nick Fury saw Natasha's immediate reply and knew that Natasha must have done sufficient probing, so he withdrew the task of having Natasha observe Harvey Anberaka.
Although he could pay the God of Death to act if a crisis arose in the future, the God of Death was undoubtedly an uncertain factor.
He couldn't be sure that when humanity encountered crises from other aliens, the God of Death would definitely protect humanity for the sake of money.
Now was the initial stage where they lacked helpers, but rushing to find super-powered individuals and heroes was useless.
He could only pray that things would go smoothly, allowing him to find some superheroes willing to contribute to the Blue Star before other hostile aliens truly arrived to endanger the Blue Star.
The fourth update, ten thousand words, is delivered.