The traveling frog is living a carefree life in the Marvel universe.

The reason for Bai Ye's death—he was standing on the battlefield where battle was raging...

Fortunately, before Bai Ye died, the frog brought him another item: the Dragon Ball.

[Dragon Balls: Originating from the Dragon Ball world of the Demon Realm, they possess magical powers. Anyone who obtains a Dragon Ball can have their wishes fulfilled. The magical power of the Dragon Balls allows them to develop in the direction they desire. Martial artists who obtain Dragon Balls will experience rapid progress in their martial arts skills. Those who are lustful or greedy can also get what they want.]

Bai Ye came back to life.

One night, as Bai Ye was sleeping with Queen Esdeath in his arms, the wild frogs returned and took Bai Ye to another world.

After several twists and turns, Bai Ye was sent to this Marvel world by the frog.

……

After a long time, rinsing his mouth more than ten times, Bai Ye finally felt alive again.

"Damn, this tastes even better than... never mind, I'm not going to say anything more."

Bai Ye sighed.

He opened his palm, and a ball of lightning coalesced in his hand.

"The power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit is indeed not bad, hehe."

Just then, footsteps sounded behind them.

Aunt Mei brewed Bai Ye another cup of hot tea and scolded, "Really, you dare to eat fruit of unknown origin. Aren't you afraid of food poisoning?"

"Because you take care of me!"

Bai Ye said with a grin.

The nausea caused by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit has finally subsided.

"Cough cough!"

A few coughs interrupted Bai Ye and Aunt Mei's sweet talk.

"Who is it?"

Bai Ye looked over impatiently, his brow furrowing:

"It's you again, Mediterranean!"

Coulson's smile froze instantly.

“Good morning, Mr. White Night,” Coulson said. “I’ll reiterate, my name isn’t Mediterranean…”

"Okay, Mediterranean, get to the point. I'm busy, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

Bai Ye waved his hand and said.

"All right……"

Coulson paused for a moment, then sat down opposite Bai Ye, looking helpless. "I've come to see you today because I have something important to discuss, you see..."

He gave Aunt May a gentle look:

"Could this beautiful lady please step aside for a moment?"

"Mei, go inside and wait a moment!"

Bai Ye patted Aunt Mei on the back and said.

When it comes to serious matters, Aunt Mei still listens to Bai Ye's words and obediently went to the back room as instructed.

Coulson's expression turned serious, and he said:

"Mr. Bai Ye, have you heard about the recent videotape murder case? More than twenty students have already died!"

"It's that seven-day curse of certain death, right?"

Bai Ye lit a cigarette for himself and said.

"Oh, it seems Mr. Bai Ye knows some inside information?"

“I happen to know a little bit,” Bai Ye flicked his cigarette ash and said, “30 US dollars.”

“$30?” Coulson exclaimed in surprise. “That much?”

"If it were a regular case, would you need to come all the way to me?" Bai Ye smiled and said, "I made it very clear from the beginning that my fees... are very expensive!"

"Wait a moment, I need to go out and make a phone call."

Coulson frowned and stood up.

"Please go ahead."

Bai Ye shrugged and said.

After a while.

Coulson is back.

At the same time, Bai Ye's phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that $30 had been deposited into his account by Wells Fargo.

"Mr. Baiye, can you speak now?"

“No problem.” Bai Ye took a drag of his cigarette and said, “Mediterranean, do you believe in ghosts?”

"ghost?"

“I believe you have also investigated the strange aspects of the case. Anyone who watches that videotape will surely die within seven days. Outsiders cannot find any reason and all think it was an accident. In fact, it is a curse of a ghost.” Bai Ye said, “That ghost is called Semura, a vengeful spirit with superpowers, and it is hiding in the videotape.”

"Actually, she's not that scary. As long as you don't watch that special videotape, she won't target you. But if you do watch it... you'd better prepare for your own funeral!"

Coulson looked somewhat uneasy.

Bai Ye captured:

"No way, no way, you didn't watch that videotape, did you?"

"In order to solve the case, several of my colleagues and I all looked at it."

Coulson felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Then you're finished," Bai Ye said with great regret. "I always thought we were great partners..."

"I know someone who can help with funeral arrangements. I'll have your family call me, and I can give you a 30% discount!"

Damn it, don't take me for real!

"So, is there no way to solve this?"

"There is no complete solution, but there is a temporary one: copy the videotape and show it to someone else, and you won't die for the time being."

Coulson's eyes widened: "Isn't this just sending someone else to die in my place?"

"That's how Semura kills people; it just depends on what you do."

Bai Ye shrugged.

"Isn't there a way to completely solve her problem?"

"I can't do that right now, but... I have an item here that might save your life."

"how much is it?"

$20.

Coulson left, looking preoccupied.

Bai Ye yawned. Perhaps due to being imprisoned by Queen Esdeath for a period of time, he had developed some aftereffects, making him particularly prone to drowsiness. He was sleepy now...

Time for bed!

Only a gentle older sister like Aunt May, whose pace of doing things is perfectly in sync with Byakuya's, can dispel his psychological trauma of Queen Esdeath.

###Chapter 3 The Coin of Fate###

Coulson felt like he'd been tricked.

He was holding a coin in his hand:

Is this really worth $20?

[The Fate Coin: $20.]

[Synopsis: A great death or a small life, fate has already arranged it—Deador Aliye.]

According to Bai Ye, when you are facing a desperate situation, you should toss this coin. You have a 50% chance of being extremely unlucky (dying) or a 50% chance of your luck turning around.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Trident Building.

Director's Office.

Coulson was reporting to Mare Fakka.

"A ghost without a physical form?"

After listening to Coulson's report, Nick Fury frowned:

"No wonder we couldn't find any trace of the killer in this series of murders; it turns out she doesn't even exist in the real world."

"Chief," Coulson hesitated for a moment before saying, "If the information provided by Bai Ye is correct, how should we deal with this ghost?"

If it's a physical enemy, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s firepower is more than enough to handle it.

Even the Hulk could be crushed and forced to run around by the military.

Is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s firepower inferior to that of the military?

S.H.I.E.L.D. even possesses many advanced technologies that the military doesn't have.

However, S.H.I.E.L.D. was powerless to deal with a ghost that appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Nick Fury thought for a moment and said:

"First, you go and find out the truth about this little girl named Semura. Next, I will ask the Vatican to see if they have any way to deal with the ghost."

"understood."

Coulson nodded and left the director's office.

Meanwhile, the coin of fate that Coulson brought back also showed a supernatural reaction, proving that the coin given by Bai Ye was indeed imbued with magical power.

"A 50% chance of hastening death, a 50% chance of survival..."

Coulson looked conflicted. If it really came down to it, should he really flip the coin?