Heavy breaths slowly faded, and the quiet of the hotel room was broken only by the soft rustle of sheets. Natasha Romanoff leaned against Su Zhan, both of them still flushed and smiling in the aftermath.
"Baby, are you satisfied?" Natasha teased, propping herself on one elbow, her hair falling over her shoulder.
Su Zhan grinned, feigning disappointment. "What if I said no?"
Natasha gave him a playful, wounded look. "Then I guess I'll just have to work even harder." She reached out, her fingers trailing down his chest, then flicked the edge of the quilt. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she used her new telekinetic power to tug the blanket away, letting it slide to the floor.
Su Zhan looked down, a little surprised at her creativity. He could feel the subtle tug of her ability, and then, suddenly, Natasha shifted her focus, making him jolt in surprise.
"Hey, power control isn't supposed to be used for that," he complained, half amused, half exasperated. "Besides, it doesn't even feel the same."
Natasha only laughed, licking her lips with a sly smile. "Then what do you want me to do with it?"
"You know," Su Zhan said, locking eyes with her.
She did not answer with words. Instead, Natasha leaned in, her lips brushing his as she let her actions speak for her.
The day passed in a blur of laughter, experimentation, and gentle teasing. Natasha reveled in her new ability, practicing small tricks—levitating objects, manipulating the covers, even playfully tugging at Su Zhan's hair. Each success brought a new burst of excitement, and Su Zhan found himself genuinely happy to see her so at ease.
As evening fell, Natasha got dressed and prepared to leave. "I need to go back and train," she said, her tone suddenly serious. "It's one thing to have a power, but I need to make sure I can use it when it counts. I want to be ready for anything."
Su Zhan nodded, understanding. "That's the spirit. Just remember, you're not alone anymore."
Natasha smiled, her eyes warm. "I know. Thank you."
After she left, Su Zhan lingered in the hotel room a little longer, letting the quiet settle around him. He called the front desk and extended his stay for another week, already planning his next move.
Although he had promised Skye he would stay for a month, he knew he would be leaving again soon. There was a new world to explore-a world full of superpowers, where abilities could be copied, where healing was nearly instantaneous, where people could fly or even control time and space. The possibilities were endless, and Su Zhan felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of what he might find.
Most importantly, he knew there was an ability in that world that would be invaluable to him: the power to manipulate time and space. If he could obtain it, so many things would become possible—crafting new armor, seeking out rare materials, even unlocking the secrets of resurrection.
He thought of the GH325 serum, the miraculous substance that had brought Coulson back from the dead. Its effects were comparable to the Lazarus Pit in the Arrow universe, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. For Skye, for the Inhumans, and for anyone facing death, it was a priceless gift.
"System, erase the Green Lantern plane. Open a new plane: Heroes," Su Zhan commanded in his mind.
The system responded instantly, and Su Zhan felt the familiar shift as his surroundings changed. He did not know much about this new plane, only that it was filled with people who possessed extraordinary abilities—some could heal instantly, some could fly, some could read minds or even control the flow of time.
For Su Zhan, it was a paradise of potential. His goal was clear: to find the Japanese guy who could control time and space. But first, he would need to adapt, observe, and seize every opportunity.
The scenery around him blurred, then snapped into focus. Su Zhan found himself in a quiet neighborhood, the sun warm on his face. In the distance, he heard a startled cry and turned to see a girl in a cheerleader's uniform leaping from the top of an abandoned steel frame—at least twenty meters high. Any ordinary person would have died instantly from such a fall.
Su Zhan tensed, ready to intervene, but then he noticed a boy nearby, filming the scene with a camcorder. He paused, realization dawning.
He remembered this story. The girl was not in danger. She had the power to heal from any injury, no matter how severe. She was known as the "undead girl," her resilience rivaling even Wolverine's legendary healing factor.
Su Zhan smiled, letting the scene play out. There was no need to interfere—not yet.
"System, what's my task?" He asked silently.
The system responded at once. "Main mission: Devour at least three abilities."
Su Zhan waited for more, but no side missions appeared. He shook his head, amused by the system's unpredictability. Sometimes, the rewards were inconsistent, and the rules seemed to change without warning.
But he was not discouraged. In this new world, every encounter was a chance to grow stronger, to learn, and to shape his own destiny.
He watched as the cheerleader picked herself up, unscathed, and walked away with the boy. Su Zhan followed at a distance, already planning his next move. Heavy breaths slowly faded, and the quiet of the hotel room was broken only by the soft rustle of sheets. Natasha Romanoff leaned against Su Zhan, both of them still flushed and smiling in the aftermath.
"Baby, are you satisfied?" Natasha teased, propping herself on one elbow, her hair falling over her shoulder.
Su Zhan grinned, feigning disappointment. "What if I said no?"
Natasha gave him a playful, wounded look. "Then I guess I'll just have to work even harder." She reached out, her fingers trailing down his chest, then flicked the edge of the quilt. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she used her new telekinetic power to tug the blanket away, letting it slide to the floor.
Su Zhan looked down, a little surprised at her creativity. He could feel the subtle tug of her ability, and then, suddenly, Natasha shifted her focus, making him jolt in surprise.
"Hey, power control isn't supposed to be used for that," he complained, half amused, half exasperated. "Besides, it doesn't even feel the same."
Natasha only laughed, licking her lips with a sly smile. "Then what do you want me to do with it?"
"You know," Su Zhan said, locking eyes with her.
She did not answer with words. Instead, Natasha leaned in, her lips brushing his as she let her actions speak for her.
The day passed in a blur of laughter, experimentation, and gentle teasing. Natasha reveled in her new ability, practicing small tricks—levitating objects, manipulating the covers, even playfully tugging at Su Zhan's hair. Each success brought a new burst of excitement, and Su Zhan found himself genuinely happy to see her so at ease.
As evening fell, Natasha got dressed and prepared to leave. "I need to go back and train," she said, her tone suddenly serious. "It's one thing to have a power, but I need to make sure I can use it when it counts. I want to be ready for anything."
Su Zhan nodded, understanding. "That's the spirit. Just remember, you're not alone anymore."
Natasha smiled, her eyes warm. "I know. Thank you."
After she left, Su Zhan lingered in the hotel room a little longer, letting the quiet settle around him. He called the front desk and extended his stay for another week, already planning his next move.
Although he had promised Skye he would stay for a month, he knew he would be leaving again soon. There was a new world to explore-a world full of superpowers, where abilities could be copied, where healing was nearly instantaneous, where people could fly or even control time and space. The possibilities were endless, and Su Zhan felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of what he might find.
Most importantly, he knew there was an ability in that world that would be invaluable to him: the power to manipulate time and space. If he could obtain it, so many things would become possible—crafting new armor, seeking out rare materials, even unlocking the secrets of resurrection.
He thought of the GH325 serum, the miraculous substance that had brought Coulson back from the dead. Its effects were comparable to the Lazarus Pit in the Arrow universe, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. For Skye, for the Inhumans, and for anyone facing death, it was a priceless gift.
"System, erase the Green Lantern plane. Open a new plane: Heroes," Su Zhan commanded in his mind.
The system responded instantly, and Su Zhan felt the familiar shift as his surroundings changed. He did not know much about this new plane, only that it was filled with people who possessed extraordinary abilities—some could heal instantly, some could fly, some could read minds or even control the flow of time.
For Su Zhan, it was a paradise of potential. His goal was clear: to find the Japanese guy who could control time and space. But first, he would need to adapt, observe, and seize every opportunity.
The scenery around him blurred, then snapped into focus. Su Zhan found himself in a quiet neighborhood, the sun warm on his face. In the distance, he heard a startled cry and turned to see a girl in a cheerleader's uniform leaping from the top of an abandoned steel frame—at least twenty meters high. Any ordinary person would have died instantly from such a fall.
Su Zhan tensed, ready to intervene, but then he noticed a boy nearby, filming the scene with a camcorder. He paused, realization dawning.
He remembered this story. The girl was not in danger. She had the power to heal from any injury, no matter how severe. She was known as the "undead girl," her resilience rivaling even Wolverine's legendary healing factor.
Su Zhan smiled, letting the scene play out. There was no need to interfere—not yet.
"System, what's my task?" He asked silently.
The system responded at once. "Main mission: Devour at least three abilities."
Su Zhan waited for more, but no side missions appeared. He shook his head, amused by the system's unpredictability. Sometimes, the rewards were inconsistent, and the rules seemed to change without warning.
But he was not discouraged. In this new world, every encounter was a chance to grow stronger, to learn, and to shape his own destiny.
He watched as the cheerleader picked herself up, unscathed, and walked away with the boy. Su Zhan followed at a distance, already planning his next move.
The adventure had only just begun.