Being an otaku in the world of American comics

Events proved that Liang Yue's choice was indeed correct.

As a less affluent working-class neighborhood, police patrols were rare after nightfall, and after successfully sneaking underground, it seemed even more impossible to find him.

In less than ten minutes, Liang Yue had completed the entire operation and, on the way back, even repaired the underground passage.

After returning to the surface, he even had the leisure to leisurely stroll through New York's night market, and it wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that he took the subway back to the vicinity of his residence.

During the process, a few black guys stared at him meaningfully for a while, but in the end, the two sides parted ways peacefully…

Carrying a full storage space of arms, he arrived at his own base in the MC world, where night had also fallen, and a crescent moon was hanging high on the mountain peak.

But unlike the simple conditions at that time, Liang Yue had already managed his stronghold in this world as solid as an iron bucket.

Under the night, surrounded by mountains, the entire base was brightly lit, and rows of streetlights filled with torches densely covered the surroundings.

The firelight illuminated the entire basin, eventually extending to the very top of the mountains.

At a glance, there were no dark corners or blind spots anywhere, let alone monsters.

Liang Yue had long been accustomed to this scene~

He quickly arrived at the basement, which was also brightly lit, put the loot into the storage box, and after some picking and choosing.

He couldn't wait to set up a target on the wall, randomly grabbed a handgun of unknown model from a pile of guns, and began the simplest target practice!

“biu~! biubiu~!” “Pa~! Pa pa~!” “biu pa~! biu pa~! biubiu pa~!” …

“The feeling of shooting is completely different from a hand crossbow, a little awkward, probably because I'm not used to it yet.”

After blasting at the target continuously for more than a minute, Liang Yue stopped somewhat reluctantly after using up ten magazines in a row.

As someone who had been using a hand crossbow for self-protection for a month, but failed to leave a corresponding skill in his attribute bar, Liang Yue didn't really have much confidence in his shooting talent.

But looking at the paper target more than thirty meters away, which was already covered with dense bullet holes and smashed into a pile of tiny pieces.

At this moment, in his heart, there suddenly arose an absurd feeling that it was not so.

“The system misled me, the system misled me!”

“The culprit is probably that hand crossbow without an accurate trajectory, right?”

“It seems that ability is not something that can be developed by shooting a lot of times or killing a lot of enemies, at most it can only train your courage.”

“I need a detailed training plan!”

“Start with target practice, then set a small goal, and strive to hit within nine rings with every shot!”

“Then~ forget it, don't be too ambitious, let's just do this for now.”

…

But in the face of his strong interest, this seemingly boring target practice became very enjoyable.

It wasn't until Liang Yue realized that his concentration had begun to decline and his eyes were a little erratic that he had to stop and silently go to bed to rest.

When he returned to the real world again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

…

Life, after all, goes on. Everything in the MC world, although beautiful, is not all of Liang Yue's life.

At this time, he was carrying a large fruit basket, containing five or six red apples and a huge watermelon, walking towards his neighbor's house.

When first arriving in a new place, especially for someone like Liang Yue who has been sent to a foreign country as an exchange student, harmonious neighborly relations are particularly important.

Although he never expects his neighbors to give him any help, at least they won't look at each other coldly during normal interactions, and that's enough~

In fact, in the first week of arriving in New York, Aunt Liu had taken him to visit the surrounding neighbors, and naturally, she would also bring a gift.

For example, a mid-range bottle of red wine or something.

The neighbor Liang Yue was about to visit seemed a bit special, because for the past week or so, the other party seemed to have been away from home.

Going to the door many times but being turned away made him a little curious about the neighbor's profession.

“I guess it should be a beauty, so that I can live up to my sincerity of visiting three times~!”

Looking at the sky-blue, feminine car parked on the street in front of the other party's door, Liang Yue couldn't help but think.

“Ding dong~”

He pressed the doorbell outside the fence gate, and after a while, a slender figure appeared behind the translucent glass door.

Then the door was opened from the inside, and a woman wearing a black tight leather suit appeared in his sight.

This was an Asian female face. Looking at the other party's mature and somewhat resolute beautiful face, Liang Yue was almost able to judge the other party's identity at the first moment, with a burst of astonishment in his heart.

“Wen Mingna? Hmm~ No, this is Agent May from S.H.I.E.L.D., it really is, what I fear comes true…”

“May I ask who you are?”

This famous Chinese face in her previous life now had a hint of fatigue on her face.

The other party first glanced at the fruit basket in Liang Yue's hand, and then a few smiles appeared on her slightly scrutinizing face as she asked.

“Ah, I'm the new neighbor next door. I came to visit a few times before, but unfortunately, no one was home.”

Although Liang Yue felt a little helpless at this time, sighing at the impermanence of the world, he still replied with a somewhat awkward smile on his face.

Agent May smiled lightly upon hearing this, then folded her arms and turned to shout into the house.

“Coulson! Your new neighbor is here to visit you! Come in~”

“……？”

About five minutes later, Liang Yue ended this visit, waved goodbye to his slightly balding neighbor, and walked towards his home with some heavy thoughts.

“It really is, I'm so unlucky…”

…

“Your neighbor doesn't seem simple either.”

At this time, Agent May leaned lazily against the window sill, holding a half-eaten apple in her hand, and said meaningfully as she watched Liang Yue's leaving figure.