This lady is mine tonight

Although he is now one of the strongest fighters on Earth, the thrill of unlocking the box still makes his heart race.

"It has to be good stuff... even if it's kryptonite, at least I'll know what it looks like."

"Ding! Extraction complete!"

Two orbs of light appeared in his consciousness space.

The first burst of light revealed a delicate blue test tube.

Item: Compound No. 5 (Pure Version) x 1

Note: This is Wotech's core technology. It has undergone systematic improvements, eliminating all side effects.

Effect: After use, it can grant ordinary people random superpowers or enhance the existing abilities of superhumans.

Note: Due to the elimination of side effects, its potency is reduced. For the host's current physical condition, the improvement is negligible, equivalent to drinking a bottle of Red Bull.

"..."

Wu Yanzu looked at the small blue bottle that had appeared out of thin air in his hand, somewhat speechless.

"Is this the real Vought Energy Drink?"

"It's useless to me... but it has no side effects either."

He fiddled with the test tube, his gaze unconsciously drifting to Ashley, who was looking at her tablet, and then to Jessica, who was standing next to him with a "keep away" expression.

"Next."

The second orb of light emitted a glow that was a mixture of black and white.

Item: Combat Module - High Martial Arts Tai Chi

Note: Are you still troubled by only using brute force to fight? Are you still being criticized for fighting like a street thug? After loading this template, the host will instantly master the principles and practical skills of Tai Chi at the grandmaster level.

Effects: Uses an opponent's force against them, deflects and neutralizes their force. Combines strength and flexibility. Significantly enhances the host's micro-management control over force and their adaptability in close combat.

Passive: "Tranquility" greatly increases mental resistance.

"...Tai Chi??"

Wu Yanzu was stunned.

Is this something from a blind box? He thought it would be Infinity Stones fragments or Batman's belt.

"The people of the motherland are practicing Tai Chi..."

The scene was too beautiful for him to even imagine.

But then I thought about it again.

"Wait... this can even slightly replace the role of biological force, so as to prevent people from being torn to shreds so easily."

Moreover, if you encounter a group of skilled fighters like Soldier Boy and Butcher, and the difference in attributes isn't significant, you won't be completely crushed.

Wu Yanzu had a sudden thought and directly selected to load.

"Waaaaah—!"

A cool breeze instantly flowed through my body and then into my brain.

Countless fragments of memory emerged: listening to force, neutralizing force, and releasing force.

The steps are: ward off, pull, squeeze, press; pluck, split, elbow, lean.

That mysterious feeling, along with the violent, destructive power within him, produced a strange chemical reaction.

He tried moving his fingers.

Previously, his power was like a raging flood, either bursting its banks and drowning everything, or blocking it completely.

And now...

He felt like he had become the dam's dispatcher, the power flowing smoothly and freely through his fingertips.

"call……"

Wu Yanzu exhaled a long, steady breath.

"Sir," Ashley, sitting diagonally to the side, was still frantically scrolling through her tablet, "Twitter has gone crazy, we're in the top three trending topics!"

The current top trending topic is: #TheSeven#.

"The second trending topic is: #Queen Jones#."

The third trending topic is: #With great power comes great responsibility#.

Ashley looked up, her eyes filled with admiration: "That line is absolutely brilliant! Our copywriting team couldn't come up with anything so profound! Did you improvise this on the spot?"

"Of course." Wu Yanzu took a sip of champagne, his face neither flushed nor his heart skipped a beat. "Just expressing my feelings."

Just then, the car suddenly braked hard!

"squeak--!!"

"Fuck!" the driver cursed from the front seat. "A drunk guy just dashed out!"

It has enormous inertia.

Caught off guard, Ashley screamed as the tablet flew from her hand, and she tumbled forward, about to crash into the hard table in the car.

Jessica Jones, who was standing nearby, reacted quickly and was about to reach out to grab it.

But someone was faster than her.

Wu Yanzu remained seated, his back never even leaving the chair.

His left hand, as if boneless, floated out lightly.

Just as Ashley was about to make the impact, he gently placed the back of his hand on Ashley's shoulder.

One "swipe" and one "band".

In that instant, Ashley's forward momentum vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

She felt herself being pulled back to her original position by a gentle force, without even her hair getting messed up.

"..."

Ashley, still shaken, touched her face. "I...I'm alright?"

Jessica Jones's hand froze in mid-air, her eyes wide. She was strong; she knew how much momentum had been generated from that sudden braking.

If it were her, she would definitely grab Ashley's clothes, and might even bruise Ashley from the force.

But Wu Yanzu...

His touch just now was as light as brushing away a speck of dust.

"You..." Jessica swallowed hard. "What you just did was... karate?"

Azu withdrew his hand, straightened his sleeves, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the yin and yang energy flowing within his body.

"No, Your Majesty."

"This is called... kung fu."

……

Ballroom at the Four Seasons Hotel Wilshire, Beverly Hills.

A celebratory dinner for "Homelander: Origins" is being held here.

Compared to the clamor of the premiere just now, this is a carnival of power and capital.

Hollywood moguls, Wall Street tycoons, and political figures mingled and mingled amidst the clinking of glasses and the glittering of their clothes.

Wu Yanzu changed into a dark blue velvet suit, holding a wine glass, and moved with ease among these "big shots".

"Mr. Starr! Congratulations! This is absolutely a miracle in film history!"

"Anthony, we are very optimistic about Starr Group's stock price next quarter..."

"Homelander, I have a niece who works at the Pentagon and admires you very much..."

He smiled and made polite conversation, but his eyes were fixed on Jessica Jones in the corner.

This newly crowned "Queen Jones" is clearly extremely uncomfortable in this kind of setting.

She held a glass of champagne in her hand, but stood there stiffly as if she were holding poison.

Several wealthy businessmen were surrounding her, their eyes roaming brazenly over her still-on-the-rack bodysuit.

"Oh my, Miss Jones, this outfit really shows off your figure..."

"Would you be interested in taking some photos on my yacht?"

Jessica's fists were hard; she felt she was about to shove the heads of those old lechers into the champagne tower.

Just a second before she was about to explode.

A hand gently rested on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, everyone."

Wu Yanzu appeared behind her, his face bearing a warm smile, but the twitching in his brows made people dare not act rashly.

"This lady is mine tonight."