Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"The primordial magnet rotates through the nine heavens."

A ring of extremely fine golden light appeared deep within Shen Jue's pupils.

Every dust particle, every water molecule, and every free charge in the air was simultaneously perceived by Shen Jue.

He saw the double helix of genes churning within the purple human cells, like two intertwined purple venomous snakes, ugly and restless.

"Atomic-level control of electromagnetic forces is really useful."

Shen Jue whispered, increasing the pressure of his fingertips digging into the purple man's skull.

The purple man could no longer hear what he was saying.

His consciousness was torn to pieces by the pain, each piece screaming.

But Shen Jue did not stop.

The electromagnetic field of the Ninth Heaven of Primordial Magnetic Force penetrated every cell of the Purple Man through his fingertips, like countless invisible scalpels, precisely striking the mutated genes that control pheromone secretion.

The purple gene clusters wrapped around nerve synapses in the purple man's body were forcibly stripped away by electromagnetic force.

In that instant, Zi Ren felt as if a part of his soul had been ripped away.

The pheromones he once relied on for survival, which he constantly emitted from his pores, suddenly went out like a neon sign whose power was cut off.

"No!"

The purple-haired man screamed with all his might.

His purple skin began to churn and fade like boiling paint.

But Shen Jue's transformation has only just begun.

"My friend's authority in smelting is all about materials and deformation."

Shen Jue held the purple man's head with his right hand, while his left hand gently cupped the air.

A ball of golden flame rose from his palm, the flame making the purple man's cells feel as if they were being stuffed into a furnace.

"The spider's genetic sample can come in handy."

With a flick of Shen Jue's fingertip, a fragment of Spider-Man's genes was drawn by the electromagnetic field and forcibly injected into the disintegrating cell nucleus of the Purple Man.

"what!"

The purple man's screams suddenly rose in pitch, almost shattering the coffee shop's glass windows.

His spine was bent like a taut bow, his chest and abdomen protruded forward, and his limbs twisted in the opposite direction, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

Spider-Man's genes collide, tear, and merge with the remaining mutated genes of the Purple Man, like two ferocious beasts devouring each other in the cell nucleus.

Every second, hundreds of millions of cells burst and hundreds of millions of new cells are generated.

The purple man felt himself being recast, from bone marrow to skin, with not an inch of him belonging to him.

"Your purple skin is too offensive and doesn't fit the species characteristics I'm about to assign you."

"Enjoy it; this pain is just the prelude."

Shen Jue tilted his head, and the electromagnetic field compressed again, crushing all the pigment cells in the purple man's epidermis.

The purple particles, like ashes scattered by the wind, overflowed from the pores of the purple-haired man and were annihilated by the force field in mid-air.

The purple man's skin began to fade to a strange milky yellow, like cream that had been dried in the sun, with a greasy and lukewarm sheen.

"Your physique will also need to be changed. Spider-Man's genes will cause your muscle fibers to reorganize, and your physique will become stronger in a straight line, which will help you survive in the new ecological niche."

Shen Jue was like a patient surgeon explaining the surgical procedure to an intern.

The purple man's body began to swell.

It's not the kind of powerful, bulging muscle, but rather a loose, bloated expansion.

His shoulders broadened, his chest and abdomen bulged forward, and his limbs lengthened and stretched.

Shen Jue nodded, showing some satisfaction with her work.

The purple man's face was also deformed.

His jawbone was forcibly widened, his cheekbones expanded outwards, and his once straight nose collapsed, leaving only two small, upturned nostrils.

His eyes bulged outwards, were set very far apart, and a large amount of white was visible outside his pupils.

The purple man could no longer even utter a complete cry.

His vocal cords became wide and thin during the modification, and instead of screaming, he could only let out a series of short, low laughs.

"Hahaha~"

The sound echoed in the quiet café, carrying a kind of absurdly humorous quality.

"Not bad, your voice suits your new identity."

Shen Jue released his grip.

The purple man crashed heavily to the ground, like a slippery, water-filled sack.

He lay there, his creamy-yellow body casting a greasy shadow on the café floor.

He propped himself up with his mutated forelimbs and tilted his upper body back in a very comical posture.

A pair of bulging eyes rolled around blankly, like two expired salted egg yolks soaking in lightly salted water.

"From today onwards, you are no longer the Purple Man Zebdia Kilgrave."

Shen Jue crouched down to look the creamy yellow, frog-like creature in the eye.

"You are a variant of the Milk Dragon, a milk frog determined to fill America and the whole world with love and peace."

Shen Jue touched his chin, his eyes serious, but the smile on his lips betrayed his thoughts.

"Yes, yes."

"Milk Dragon Variant: Milk Frog"

Shen Jue's lips curved slightly; he looked pleased.

In the Bleach world where Shen Jue resides, the timeline of the present world keeps advancing. Under Shen Jue's manipulation, the present world of the Bleach world has long been connected and bound together with Seireitei, Hueco Mundo, and other places.

This is a very interesting internet symbol that Marvel's Shen Jue obtained from the memories of Death's Shen Jue.

The somewhat morbidly humorous Marvel writer Shen Jue chose to transform the Purple Man into this deformed creature.

Of course, Shen Jue also completely transformed the consciousness and soul of the Purple Man.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just trying to save your last bit of dignity."

"There's no future in being a lowly villain, especially a villain who has no style."

"I removed your pheromone control ability, gave you a set of mutant genes from Spider-Man, and even designed a modern look for you that's very trendy for this new era."

"You have been transformed, my child."

Shen Jue reached out and patted the baby frog's bouncy belly, making a crisp sound.

The baby frog chuckled again from the slap, and a fine, milky-yellow ripple appeared on its belly.

"Now you can go and work with Spider-Man to maintain order in New York and deal with the villains and criminals."

"I witnessed the power of the superhero, the Milk Frog."

The milky yellow frog finally stood up, its terrifying physique pressing five deeply embedded handprints into the white floor tiles.

"Ha ha!"

"Father!"

The baby frog, whose consciousness and soul had been completely altered, clutched its stomach and laughed loudly.

"I will certainly carry out your will!"

"Let love and peace spread across this sinful land."

After saying that, the frog bowed respectfully and stepped out of the cafe. It stretched out its hand, and a white spider silk shot out from its wrist, sticking to the middle of a building.

With a leap, the frog swung between skyscrapers like Spider-Man and left the cafe.

Shen Jue nodded in satisfaction and was about to turn and leave when he saw Jessica, with tears streaming down her face, come to his side.

This girl witnessed the entire process of Shen Jue transforming the purple-haired man.

Seeing the Purple Man completely transformed into a non-human after such torment, Jessica felt a surge of gratitude and sorrow.

Instead of criticizing the mysterious Shen Jue's cruel methods, she threw herself into his arms and whispered, sobbing, "Thank you, Father Shen Jue!"

Shen Jue felt the warmth in his arms and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

He thought a superhero like Jessica would come over and scold him for being too cruel.

But I didn't expect things to turn out this way.

Shen Jue glanced at Jessica, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Coincidentally, I know a way to thank me."

Jessica, who was immersed in gratitude and sorrow, looked up at Shen Jue's eyes and blinked.