Two days after the battle at the factory:
"A typhoon is forming recently; please prepare yourselves, residents."
The weather forecast was reporting typhoon information again. Although this typhoon would not make direct landfall in New York, the air currents still affected New York.
Dark clouds covered the sun all day, and the humid air was very uncomfortable. It had been raining in New York for the past few days, and Ailer almost felt that his Underground Room was growing mushrooms.
Rumble—
It was as if an angry dragon was roaring in the New York sky, and the torrential rain fell incessantly. With nowhere else to go, Ailer could only exercise in his Underground Room.
The weights on all the equipment exceeded the scope of normal human exercise; even a bodybuilding champion would find it difficult to train for extended periods, but Ailer was training with great vigor.
'Huu, chhh, huu, chhh'
Ailer's breathing was particularly heavy because he was wearing a breathing mask directly connected to an oxygen tank.
Qi training is related to breathing. The Kunlun mountain peak is at an extremely high altitude. If a person stays there long enough, their cardiopulmonary breathing capacity will inevitably increase, not to mention the martial artists of Kunlun. Once these people reach plain areas, they will display astonishing physical abilities.
Although Ailer had not stayed in a high-altitude area, the breathing method he secretly learned also required a large amount of oxygen. The oxygen content in his Underground Room was not enough to satisfy him, so he bought many oxygen tubes.
With the oxygen tanks, Ailer's speed of Qi cultivation increased significantly. To maximize his potential, Ailer now exercised for more than ten hours a day.
The potential of this body was simply terrifying. No matter how much Ailer pushed it, he couldn't feel its limit. As long as Ailer took action, he would receive a reward.
Even the editor from the publishing house who came to rush his manuscript was perfunctorily dismissed by Ailer. With an enemy at hand, Ailer believed he needed to fully improve himself to have a chance of winning.
After exercising, Ailer began to supplement his body with nutrients, satisfy his cravings, and then started to collect all suspicious events.
The Hand would definitely not let it go so easily. Ailer had been staking out the docks recently, and The Hand would find it difficult to continue their human trafficking route.
This meant that these guys would focus their attention within New York City.
There's a saying, 'If you love someone, send them to New York, because it's heaven. If you hate someone, send them to New York, because it's hell.' This city of debauchery does not lack people who sell themselves or are sold.
The Hand should focus their attention on these people.
Ailer pulled up all the criminal cases in New York from the past three days, with murder and disappearance cases specially marked.
Looking at the series of cases on the computer screen, Ailer connected them one by one to The Hand.
It is known that the Beast requires human life and worship, and The Hand uses this to obtain various secret arts. However, The Hand's ambition is slowly increasing; they are gradually becoming less confined to the secret methods provided by the Beast and are beginning to covet the Beast's power itself, so they want to make the Beast descend upon Earth.
A very crazy idea… Ailer, who had some knowledge of the mysterious powers of this World, thought so.
The descent of the Beast requires a vessel, named Black Sky. The Hand even chose Ailer as one of the 'vessels,' and there are probably many more vessels.
And the 'Beast' is not weak; Ailer vaguely remembered that even Ghost Rider, who could restrain many demons, would suffer at Black Sky's hands.
Vaguely, Ailer felt that the first occurrence locations of these cases before him could be connected.
There was a pattern in these crime scenes. Ailer found a map of New York City, then marked each crime scene on the map, finally forming a circular pattern composed of nine points.
"This should be Yin-Yang arts from the Far East, right?" Ailer judged.
The Hand is an organization established by a group of Kunlun traitors who fled to the Far East. Their development process incorporated local Ninjutsu and Yin-Yang arts from the Far East, and they might even want to use other methods to counteract the 'Beast.'
After all, those guys were originally traitors; they could betray Kunlun, and they could also betray the 'Beast.'
Ailer drew a line from each of these nine points. Finally, the nine lines intersected. After searching, Ailer found that the place was an office building that had just been completed half a month ago and had not yet attracted tenants.
This was very strange; many buildings attract tenants during construction, so when the building is completed, businesses can move in.
So, Ailer pulled up the surveillance footage near that office building and some related online discussions.
"It seems that place has something to do with The Hand."
Ailer said, stroking his chin. He couldn't just go there in his 'Geats' form, or he might tip them off. So he could only use his Spider Smartphone to hack into the nearby surveillance network, trying to find some clues.
From the outside, it just looked like an office building that temporarily had no occupants.
But this is New York, where every inch of land is precious. Even Tony Stark wouldn't leave an office building vacant!
The existence of this building was simply too conspicuous…
"I need to approach it in plain clothes. If there's truly any trace of The Hand's activity there, I'll definitely feel it."
After several encounters, Ailer had already memorized the unique aura of The Hand's secret arts.
So, Ailer prepared to go scout the place.
Ding-dong—
Just then, the doorbell rang. As Ailer was guessing whether Peter had come to find him, he heard the sound of the doorknob twisting and the door opening.
Peter was a well-behaved child and would never open the door without permission, let alone having a key.
This meant someone had 'broken in'.
No matter who this 'intruder' was, Ailer had no intention of letting him off easy. He tucked a pistol into his back waistband and prepared to confront the thief himself.
Ailer moved lightly. After cultivating Qi, if he wanted to, his movements could be lighter than falling leaves.
Soon, Ailer went downstairs. He placed his hand on his lower back, searching for a suspicious person in the house.
Finally, two pairs of eyes met in the living room.
The one-eyed man, naturally dressed in a night suit, sat brazenly on the sofa, even comfortably crossing his legs.
"Where did you buy this sofa? I'd like to get one for my office too."
Looking at this unique feature, a name surfaced in Ailer's mind.
Director Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. Only he in the entire Universe would dress like this.
However, although Ailer knew Nick Fury, he still pretended not to recognize him and asked very cautiously:
"Who are you? Why are you in my house? If you can't explain yourself, I'll have to treat you to some brass-made melon seeds."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't be so agitated. I'm your friend."
-----------------------
Completed English PDF of this fan-fic on my Patreon shop if you want to support and own the full fan-fic in one go. Just grab the PDF and binge the entire story from start to finish!
Guys, I've uploaded some High Quality english translated fanfic on my Patreon shop! Feel free to check it out-if you're interested, you can grab a copy and support me there.
patreon.com/SuperTL
Here are a few titles of recently uploaded fanfics:
" Marvel Rise of the Spider-Verse "
" Marvel: The Multiverse Wanderer "
" Marvel: Wrath of the Dark Superman "
"Marvel's Power Fusion "
" Marvel's Divine Game Producer "
" Marvel: System of the Cosmic Devourer "
" Marvel: Hyperion Journey "
"Marvel of the Genesis Transformation"
many more are available
Your support means a lot-thanks in advance, legends!
patreon.com/SuperTL
(End of Chapter)