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The moon was half-destroyed, and this event spread across the world in mere moments.
The perpetrator became infamous overnight, and within no time, the bounties from various nations added up to over a hundred billion dollars, attracting global attention and firepower.
As the nation currently under the spotlight of the world, the Island Nation Government felt a sense of dread. They now had a mutated creature capable of destroying the Earth on their territory, along with a swarm of terrorists and bounty hunters drawn to the chaos. It was an unbearable situation.
Agents were as common as dogs, and criminals roamed freely; this was the stark reality facing the Island Nation.
...
At a secret military airport in Tokyo, Island Nation
This place hadn't seen a foreign aircraft in nearly half a month. However, now the airport buzzed with activity, filled with numerous flying vehicles scattered like an exhibition across the ground.
"Young Master... We've arrived at our destination!" The Maid Sister gently shook someone sitting beside her, moving aside the bangs that covered his eyes to reveal his delicate features.
As the aircraft landed smoothly, Chen Fan had already awakened. He comfortably stretched his neck and opened his deep-set eyes to see a familiar beautiful face before him, her nose carrying a sweet fragrance.
"Good evening, Silphy!" Chen Fan smiled lightly. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that outside the aircraft was a thick blanket of darkness, like spilled ink that engulfed everything.
Inside the aircraft, Peter rolled his eyes at Chen Fan's awakening. Throughout the journey, he had been passively fed a belly full of dog food—he found it utterly annoying.
Stepping out of the cabin, a chilly night breeze hit them, causing everyone to shiver; March nights were still quite cold.
His gaze fell upon various models of flying vehicles scattered across the airport. The metallic sheen deepened the sense of chill, especially under the remnants of the moon hanging in the sky, amplifying that coldness infinitely.
As everyone watched, a man in military uniform approached, a Major, equivalent to a lieutenant colonel in other countries.
"Welcome to the Island Nation, everyone from America!" he said politely, though his brow remained furrowed. He had received no fewer than thirty agents from various countries, and he simply had no mood to relax. Taking a deep breath, he spoke in halting English, "During your stay in the Island Nation, I hope you will adhere to our laws. No matter how you act, as long as you do not violate our laws or harm ordinary citizens, we will not interfere."
This helpless warning left the Major feeling frustrated. He knew he had repeated these words countless times over the past few hours.
There was no choice!
From the moment that damned monster chose to remain in the Island Nation, such circumstances were inevitable. The Island Nation could not restrict the entry of other countries and dared not openly oppose the entire world. All they could do was accept their fate with resignation.
Coulson shook the Major's hand and offered a sympathetic glance before saying with a smile, "Rest assured, our purpose here is merely to gather information on the Target Individual. I believe others share the same intention."
Coulson spoke earnestly; after all, the monster's combat power was truly terrifying. Unless one was willing to sacrifice everything and deploy strategic weapons, there was no way to deal with a creature capable of moving at Mach 0.
The Major sighed in relief and gave a wry smile in response. "I hope so."
After this brief exchange, personnel from the American embassy stationed in the Island Nation arrived. Chen Fan and his group boarded the vehicle that awaited them and headed toward the city where Kuzuki High School was located.
On the way, Coulson frowned. Just moments ago, S.H.I.E.L.D. had sent him a message. Under normal circumstances, this would be good news, but now...
"Tony has been found and is already being escorted back home," Coulson stated flatly. Upon hearing this news, everyone shook their heads without any sign of excitement.
The Earth was on the brink of destruction, and whether Tony was alive or dead no longer mattered. What concerned the world leaders was the monster that threatened to annihilate the planet next year.
“Coulson, help me communicate with the principal of Kuzuki High School. I want to enroll there, and I’ll choose Senior Year E Class!” Chen Fan said, leaning against Maid Sister. With Tony's return as expected, his money-making plan could be implemented immediately, and he anticipated making a nice sum of pocket money.
“Sir, what scheme are you concocting now?” Coulson furrowed his brow, urging Chen Fan to follow him. He was already under significant pressure.
“Heh heh—!” Chen Fan smiled slightly, unfazed by the curious gazes directed at him. Yawning, he said, “According to reliable sources, that Tentacle Monster seems to be becoming the homeroom teacher for that class. I’m just going there to gather intel for you guys. How about that? Not bad, right?”
“Gather intel?” Peter stifled a laugh and pointed at Chen Fan, sneering, “Are you out of your mind? You’re just a student going to high school! Do you even speak Japanese? Can you understand what they’re saying? What kind of intel are you gathering?”
Everyone exchanged glances; Peter had a point. What could a student possibly gather in terms of information? It would be a blessing if he didn’t cause any trouble!
“A student? Your whole family is made up of students!” Chen Fan shot back at Peter with a smirk. “Who says I can’t speak Japanese? Can you understand what I’m saying now? Silly Peter!”
“Pfft!” Natasha chuckled lightly, her shoulders shaking. “Spider… your Japanese is quite good!”
“I can vouch for that!” Big Bald Rob nodded in agreement.
At that moment, Peter fell silent. To be honest, he didn’t understand a word of what Chen Fan was saying; it all came out in a jumble that left him with a bewildered expression.
As an inadequate agent, Spider-Man hadn’t taken any language courses; the only language he knew was English. Faced with Chen Fan’s fluent Japanese, he didn’t comprehend a single sentence.
“Need more proof?” Chen Fan switched back to standard Chinese.
As a Godslayer, not only were his physical abilities beyond human limits, but so were his mental faculties. Language was something that Chen Fan could master easily; once he had seen it once and practiced for a while, he could communicate fluently with anyone.
When the slap of the dough hit his face, Peter no longer wanted to speak. Damn it, was there no room for him to breathe? When did students have to possess proficiency in three languages? What was wrong with this world?
"Coulson can help me arrange it, right?" Chen Fan shifted his gaze toward the elderly and composed Agent. If Coulson still disagreed, he would have to take matters into his own hands. How could he miss out on such an exciting opportunity and still shake off the title of class leader?
It was time to prove himself as a top student!
In terms of strict education, which country could compare with China? Chen Fan had endured the trials of the College Entrance Examination. Faced with the high school curriculum of an Island Nation, even without the Godslayer physique, he was still a bona fide academic elite!
Seeing Chen Fan's gaze directed at him, Coulson forced a smile. He understood very well that Chen Fan seeking his approval was merely a formality; after all, who could truly restrain this strategic human nuclear bomb?
"As long as you're happy!" Coulson shrugged helplessly. Did he have the right to refuse?
No!
So he could only grit his teeth and agree.
"I will contact the principal of Kuzuki High School for you. Whether you can enroll smoothly depends on your knowledge, after all, we have no authority to interfere with their admission standards!"
Coulson hoped that Kuzuki High School's assessment would be strict enough to keep Chen Fan within his line of sight. At this stage, Chen Fan was just a student; there was no reason for him to skip ahead and master the knowledge of a third-year high school student.
In response to Coulson's perfunctory answer, Chen Fan merely smiled disdainfully and glanced meaningfully before looking away.
No authority to interfere? Ha! Which school in America couldn't be influenced?
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