American Comics: BOSS Invasion

When Qi Shan opened his eyes again, he found himself slumped by the roadside.

His attire was a mess, his suit torn, and bloodstains everywhere. There were two bullet holes on his forehead and over his heart, still bleeding.

Judging from the marks on the ground, this body had likely been thrown from a car.

A thought crossed his mind, and immediately, chakra flowed from his ring throughout his body.

The wounds on his body emitted white smoke, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qi Shan twisted his neck and slowly stood up.

As expected, it was the middle of nowhere, with not a soul in sight.

It looked like an American interstate highway, but judging by the emptiness, it could also be Canada or Australia.

In short, he couldn't tell where he was.

He tore off the tattered suit, tossed it aside, reached into the void, pulled out an expensive suit, shook it out, and put it on.

Looking around, he found a briefcase buried in a ditch.

Opening it, he found only two changes of clothes, a passport, and an acceptance letter inside.

Qi Shan took a closer look and realized the man he had possessed was named John Statham.

32 years old, a history teacher by profession, who, for some reason, didn't want to stay in America anymore and had found a teaching job in Mexico.

He rummaged through it again and found two rolls of bundled banknotes hidden inside a pile of inconspicuous smelly socks.

There was an address inside the banknotes.

Qi Shan was puzzled. What was this all about?

Why hide the address?

Mexico? Money? Address?

Qi Shan had some associations and his expression suddenly turned strange.

Could it be that John, dissatisfied with his salary, was planning to become self-reliant, importing powdered goods from Mexico to start a business in America?

It seemed very possible!

Qi Shan put the money and passport into his Kamui space and casually discarded the suitcase.

What plans John had were none of his business.

Qi Shan planned to find the nearest city, get some cash to ensure his living standards, and then figure out which world this was.

Having had the experience of the last descent, Qi Shan had deliberately charged a space with similar fluctuations.

If there were no accidents, this should have nothing to do with the Marvel world.

He walked to the side of the road, ready to take a car from his Kamui space.

A white RV approached from afar, looking somewhat old. Whether it was due to its age or the owner's fondness for antiques was unknown.

But it was definitely from the present.

He was about to wait for the RV to pass so he could take out his car.

A little boy stepped forward and tugged at the girl: "Don't be like that, Kate. We should help people in need!"

"Go read your comics, Scott. I'm talking to Dad!"

"Don't be like that, Kate. The Lord tells us we should extend a helping hand to those in need!"

Qi Shan was speechless, watching the father and daughter argue.

The old man spoke gently, constantly lecturing, while the son occasionally chimed in, adding fuel to the fire, making the daughter angrier and angrier, until she was about to explode.

Qi Shan shook his head and continued walking forward.

He didn't want to get involved in adolescent education.

After walking twenty or thirty meters, the RV caught up again. Clearly, after a series of arguments, the daughter was the most uncomfortable. She was now sitting on the sofa, arms crossed, sulking.

The son was comforting his sister, but she kept pushing him away.

The uncle said apologetically, "Sorry, we're on a road trip. We've already driven over 1000 kilometers. Kate's a bit restless from sleeping in the RV. She's usually very well-behaved!

Oh, right, where are you going? If it's on the way, I'll give you a ride!"

Qi Shan said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" The uncle nodded.

"Alright, the interstate is indeed too desolate. It's hard to find a vehicle. Just take me to the nearest town!"

Qi Shan thought for a moment and felt that refusing again would seem too deliberate.

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to use him as a tool to educate their children, he simply agreed.

Getting into the car, Qi Shan sat directly on the sofa.

The daughter, Kate, widened her eyes, expressing strong dissatisfaction, while the son, Scott, was very curious about Qi Shan.

After fidgeting for a moment, he still leaned over.

"Hello, my name is Scott!"

"Just call me John!"

"John, how did you end up walking on the interstate? I heard there are wolves here. It's very dangerous at night!"

Scott was a bit chubby, a little fatty, with round eyes staring at him, full of curiosity.

Qi Shan spread his palms.

"Woman, you know!"

"Oh!"

The little fatty made a long sound, revealing a realization.

He also glanced at his sister.

The little girl made a fierce face, but her eyes were no longer vicious.

Even the uncle driving took the time to look back at Qi Shan, meaningfully.

See, that's the power of women. One word explained everything!

Qi Shan actually didn't say anything, but they perfectly imagined the whole process of him being kicked out of the car.

Opening the conversation, Qi Shan chatted with the little fatty.

"Do you know Superman?"

The little fatty's eyes lit up: "You know Superman too? I like Superman comics the most. Kryptonians are the embodiment of justice. Oh, and there's Batman, Flash, and Aquaman..."

Opening the floodgates, the little fatty rattled off his favorite heroes.

Qi Shan nodded.

Without a doubt, this was not a superhero world.

Congratulations, congratulations!

When the little fatty got excited, he even brought over his comics to show Qi Shan.

Qi Shan briefly flipped through them, glanced at the publication date, and realized it was the year 2000.

The timeline was a bit early. No wonder you could still see telephone poles on the interstate.

Wait, telephone poles.

That meant there was likely a town nearby.

At this time, the uncle driving said, "It's getting late. There's a frontier town ahead. We can rest here for the night, find a motel with a comfortable bed, and set off again tomorrow morning!"

The little girl stood up directly: "I want to eat a big meal!"

The little fatty shouted: "I want to eat pizza!"

The uncle chuckled: "Okay, okay, but you have to promise to get up on time tomorrow morning! John, want to eat something together?"

Qi Shan said, "Sure, my treat!"

The little fatty cheered immediately.