Demigod Mage in America

That night, the entire New York Police Department was in an uproar; their surveillance cameras captured a superhero who looked just like a character from a movie come to life.

Judging from their appearance, they can initially determine that the other party is a woman, and the clothes she is wearing are Gwen Stacy's Spider-Man suit.

If it were just about wearing the same clothes, that would be one thing, but the key issue is that their abilities are also so similar.

She can shoot spider silk from her wrists, which sticks to buildings, and this silk has extremely high tensile strength and toughness.

Experts later confirmed that it was genuine biological spider silk, containing no artificial components.

Moreover, its toughness is such that it cannot be cut by a military dagger, and its adhesiveness is so strong that it could even be used in military applications.

In addition, they sent out drones several times, only to be outmaneuvered each time, so the New York police had to prepare themselves mentally.

That is, the world seems to have changed, and it is no longer the world they knew.

The superheroes from the comics have appeared; will the villains be next?

This issue instantly ignited the entire city of New York, with forums large and small spreading the news.

So where is the culprit?

What was Renn doing at that moment? He was sitting on the rooftop, while Lux lay limply in his arms.

"Who exactly are you?" Lux asked, her face flushed as she looked at Raine.

I resisted, but I couldn't.

Raine smiled and gently lifted her chin: "Your master."

He gestured with his finger towards her face, which was incredibly smooth and supple even without makeup.

I couldn't help but compare her to Catherine, but the answer is still unknown.

After all, he hadn't actually tried it yet; he'd only know once he tasted it.

It has to be said that this female hacker is indeed quite beautiful. Even though Ryan has seen countless women, he has to admit that her natural face is stunning.

Raine was just getting revenge for being used as a plaything last night; she didn't really intend to do anything to her.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up Lux and stood up from the rooftop.

"Welcome to the new world, Lux."

What is this guy saying?

Lux was thinking to herself when she saw Ryan jump off the roof with her in his arms.

"Aaaaaah—!!"

The girl's screams echoed through the sky. She had never jumped from such a height before; she always descended slowly on spider silk.

Bang! Renn landed firmly on the ground with both legs, without any impact or cracks, as if the scene just now was an illusion.

Crane touched his hat, which had almost been thrown off, and was quite certain that everything that had just happened was real.

After putting her down, Ryan pinched her cheek and said, "Work hard, little one. I hope that one day you will be qualified to have an audience with me."

After saying this, his figure turned into clouds and disappeared.

There must have been people all over New York who witnessed this last night, but this is just the beginning.

There will be more and more in the future; this is Renn greeting the world.

The world's reaction was too small last time, so he wanted to see how it would turn out this time.

When Lux took him around New York yesterday, he had already modified all the satellite surveillance so that they could only see Lux.

Only those who are connected to him can see him through cognitive barriers.

Back home, Ryan took a relaxing bath.

To be fair, Americans really love taking baths; when Ryan went to buy a bathtub, he found there were so many styles to choose from.

From single-person to double-person to four-person, from manual to electric.

Some bathtubs even have massage functions; back in China, my impression of Rennes was mostly based on local conditions.

Wealthy people order custom-made built-in bathtubs, while those without money just make do.

Most Chinese people still only take showers, while those who enjoy bathing, like Americans, are relatively few.

The television in the living room is playing the news.

"Reliable sources say a mysterious woman appeared in New York yesterday, and her appearance is said to be very similar to Marvel superhero Gwen Stacy's Spider-Man..."

With his eyes closed, Raine murmured, "Welcome to the new world."

At this moment, the entire Manhattan, and even New York, is in an uproar over the sudden events of last night.

They wondered if they were still half asleep, how could they have seen Spider-Man in real life?

If it's Spider-Man, then while it's not entirely acceptable, it's not unacceptable either.

But what if it were someone else? Homelander? Ultron? Or... Thanos?

New York Police Department, Commissioner's Office.

Chief Colson is on the phone giving a report.

"Okay... I understand... I'll be careful!"

He looked troubled, enduring the roar on the phone from his boss, the mayor of New York City.

"Coulson, I'm giving you three days, three days! Find that damn freak, I don't care if you're alive or dead. If my approval rating drops, I'll kick your damn ass with my leather shoes!"

Beside him was Connor, the OEM specialist. When Coulson hung up the phone, the two exchanged a glance and sighed in unison.

"First it was Abomination, now it's Spider-Man, who's next? Iron Man? Or Captain America? What a fucking idiot!" Connor slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted with rage.

The appearance of this group meant trouble, and he didn't care who they were.

Whether they are vigilantes or extraordinary criminals, it has nothing to do with him.

"I'm really annoyed, Connor. Let me have some peace and quiet." Coulson touched his still-growing head.

If those people are superheroes, could we give them a S.H.I.E.L.D.?

You can't expect him to lead a group of ordinary people to fight against it, can you?

Although he now leans more towards the idea that they are just a group of ordinary people, the possibility of them obtaining some kind of advanced weapon is greater.

A knock on the door broke the silence between the two.

Coulson and Connor exchanged a glance, straightened their collars, and sat up straight: "Please come in."

The door opened, and a tall woman walked in. She was wearing a red kimono with a black interior and a wakizashi hanging from her waist.

Those who don't know the story might mistake her for a samurai who traveled from the Edo period—if female samurai might have existed in that era.

"Who are you……"

The woman smiled slightly, her lips pursed: "My name is Xue Ji. It's a pleasure to meet you. Mr. Coulson, you may also call me by another name, codename: White Fox."

Coulson's pupils contracted; he recognized the name!

"You are... the White Fox of the Aurora Squad? White Fox Alice?"

The woman smiled but did not answer.

If Rennes were here, he would realize that this was yesterday's dealer.

"This incident has exceeded the NYPD's authority, and it will now be handled by our Aurora Team."

Connor stood to the side, completely bewildered. What was this Aurora Squad? He'd never heard of it before.

What big news is the United States up to behind his back again?

Coulson didn't object; instead, he stood up and said seriously, "Thank you!"

Yuki bowed and slowly backed away until she stepped out of the door before turning and leaving.

Coulson turned to Connor: "I know you're confused, but according to the security clearance... sorry, buddy, you don't have the necessary permissions."

Connor shrugged. "Okay, I got it."

It seems the world is a deep and complex place, and he hasn't grasped its depths yet.

At that moment, Ryan had just stepped out of the bathtub.

For most people, soaking in the water for that long would land them in the hospital, but for Ryan, it was just the beginning.

If he didn't have other things to do, he could have spent the whole day there.

While he was taking a shower, he kept feeling like he was missing something, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

It wasn't until he dried himself off, went to the living room, and dropped an egg into the pan to make fried rice that he finally arrived at the scene.

Suddenly I realized what I was lacking.

He used to be surrounded by beautiful women, but after coming to America, he didn't have a single female by his side.

Is this right? This is clearly not right. Ryan feels he should find a female companion, or multiple ones.

Feelings aren't important; enjoying the process is what matters.