Jimmy, who was sound asleep, was suddenly woken up by an urgent knock at the door! Helplessly, he got out of bed to open the door and bumped right into Karen's father, who had also gotten up to check.
Jimmy shrugged at Karen's father. Karen's father opened the main door and found a panicked young Black man standing outside.
"Who are you looking for?!" Karen's father asked, a bit annoyed.
"I-I'm looking for Big Bro!" the young man shouted anxiously.
"What's going on?!" At that moment, Karen and her mother also heard the commotion and came out to see.
"You're looking for me!? Wait… aren't you—" Jimmy heard the familiar voice and curiously looked out, realizing it was Marfa, one of Corey's gang members. He was surprised and asked, "Marfa!?"
"Big Bro! I'm Marfa! Boss Corey… he's been killed!" Marfa said, his face full of grief.
"What?!" Jimmy was stunned. He quickly pulled Marfa inside and asked, "What happened?!"
"Tonight… a woman in a black leather outfit came to the gang. She killed everyone!" Marfa covered his face as he spoke. Jimmy frowned and asked, "Tell me clearly! What exactly happened?!"
Marfa took several deep breaths to calm down before saying, "A woman in a black leather suit… she was looking for you! She said you stole her goods. Corey refused to tell her anything, so… so she killed everyone! I was hiding… After she left, I came here to find you!"
"What?!" Jimmy was stunned and shouted in anger, "Damn it! You led her here!"
"Enough! I don't want to know what you're talking about! Can you take your friend and leave?!" Karen's father shouted at Jimmy and Marfa.
"Uncle, Auntie! I'm really sorry!" Jimmy bowed deeply and pulled Marfa, heading for the door.
At that moment, Karen shouted, "Jimmy, where are you going?!"
Jimmy looked at Karen and said softly, "I have to take care of something. I'll be back soon." Karen wanted to say more, but just as Jimmy reached the door, he suddenly froze.
Standing outside was a long-haired young woman in a tight black suit and wearing an eye mask. A drop of cold sweat slid down Jimmy's forehead — the aura she gave off was painfully familiar to him. It was a murderous aura formed from countless killings!
This girl was an assassin — and a top-class one!
At that moment, the girl moved!
"Get down!" Jimmy shouted, pushing Marfa away. He dodged just in time — though he avoided a fatal blow, his white shirt was still cut open by a sharp slash.
"Those are… sai daggers!" Jimmy was shocked when he saw the weapons in her hands (please imagine or Google Raphael's sai from Ninja Turtles).
"Jimmy, hand over the money and the goods!" the masked girl said coldly.
"Who the hell are you?!" Jimmy narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice. If it weren't for his weakened stats, he would have already started fighting!
"Hmph! I'll say it one more time. Hand them over!" the girl repeated coldly.
Jimmy grinned and said, "What if I refuse?"
"Then die!" she spat coldly, then lunged at him with her sai.
At the last moment, Jimmy dodged, but she suddenly changed her speed and cut a gash across his wrist.
"You're no match for me! I advise you to give it up!" the girl said icily.
"Hmph!" Jimmy looked at the blood dripping from his left wrist and said coldly, "Now you've pissed me off!" In an instant, two guns appeared in Jimmy's hands, pointed at her.
Seeing the guns appear suddenly, the girl was taken aback.
"You're a mutant?!" she asked, frowning.
"What?!" Jimmy froze — how did she know about mutants?!
Then, the girl suddenly seemed to understand.
"So you're a mutant… no wonder you dared to steal his goods!"
"Wait! How do you know about mutants?!" Jimmy asked urgently.
"Hmph! Not everyone is an idiot. I'll give you one day to consider!" After saying that, the girl instantly turned and disappeared.
Jimmy frowned deeply.
"Jimmy! Are you okay?!" Karen ran over and asked after the masked girl left.
"I'm fine. I need to go out for a bit. Sorry to trouble you all!" Jimmy shook his head. Under the shocked gazes of Karen's parents, the guns in his hands vanished.
Jimmy pulled free from Karen's hand and dragged Marfa out.
"Karen, just who is he really?!" Karen's parents urgently asked her. Karen hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose to keep it a secret.
"Big Bro, where are we going now?!" Marfa asked anxiously.
Jimmy's face darkened as he asked, "Do you know who's behind that girl?"
"No!" Marfa shook his head quickly.
"Looks like… I've really gotten myself into big trouble this time!" Jimmy said helplessly. He guessed that when he first arrived in this world, he had stolen a crate of money and a crate of "No. 4 goods." Now, it seemed the mastermind had come looking for payback! But… how did that girl know about mutants? That's from X-Men!
"Let's go. We're going to an internet café! I need to look something up!" Jimmy said, pulling Marfa along.
In the internet café, Jimmy sat frowning, searching for the information he wanted. First, he typed "mutant," but all he got were nonsense forum posts.
Totally useless!
Jimmy kept searching. This time he typed "Wolverine," but again, nothing valuable came up. Helplessly, he started searching for various supernatural events. One by one, he read through them, and the more he read, the more his back was drenched in sweat! For example, nine years ago, the Statue of Liberty was suddenly damaged amid thunder and red flashes. Some said it was aliens, others said it was divine punishment.
Another case: eight years ago, a dam in the U.S. suddenly collapsed, turning a forested area into a lake. Some claimed to have seen a spaceship flying away.
Or six years ago, a city was severely destroyed...
...
And more recent events shocked Jimmy even more. For example, a year ago, a giant hammer fell from the sky in the American West. No one could lift it, and later it was covered up by the government! Or half a year ago in New York, people saw two giant beings fighting in the streets...
Finally, with trembling hands, Jimmy typed "Iron Man," and immediately countless articles about a certain playboy appeared! There were even tons of photos of Iron Man!
"What kind of world… is this?!" Jimmy slumped back in his chair, muttering to himself...