Marvel Infinite Power Chapter 013

In the early morning, the streets were quiet. As the first ray of sunlight pierced through the thin mist, the streets welcomed another morning, a busy morning.

New York is a big city. Although it was still early morning, working pedestrians were already leaving their homes intermittently, embarking on their commute.

At this moment, everything on the street was shrouded in the soft morning light. The trees along the road bowed their heads, welcoming the morning light, and the main street was still relatively silent.

The streets were not yet bustling with pedestrians or traffic. There were only a few cars sparsely moving back and forth on the street.

Suddenly, a black dragon appeared on the horizon—a convoy of dozens of specially modified bulletproof SUVs, escorting a large truck loaded with a container, majestically and domineeringly occupying the entire road.

Vehicles seeing this retreated without exception, and pedestrians seeing this took photos without exception.

It was truly magnificent and worth bragging about.

The convoy seemed to have been traveling for a long time. Heavy dew left many traces on the vehicles in the convoy, but the convoy showed no signs of stopping, continuing its advance.

“Sir, are we not there yet?” an agent asked a middle-aged agent with a receding hairline beside him.

“To be precise, we’re already here!” the agent with the receding hairline said, looking out the car window without turning his head, to the other agent.

“Should I order the convoy to stop then?”

“Not yet, circle this street first!”

“Yes, sir!”

Although he was confused as to why his superior was doing this, he didn’t ask for the reason. He believed his superior had his own considerations.

After relaying the order through the walkie-talkie, he drove the car, weaving back and forth through the streets.

The agent with the receding hairline frowned, carefully observing everything outside the car window, his gaze fixed on the house numbers of the buildings outside, a look of disbelief on his face.

Just then, the walkie-talkie suddenly crackled, indicating someone was contacting him.

Frowning, he opened the walkie-talkie.

“Is something wrong?”

“Coulson, what are you doing? Why are you still circling after arriving at the location? Don’t you know this will increase the danger?” a pleasant voice came from the walkie-talkie, reprimanding Coulson.

On the other side of the walkie-talkie, in an SUV, a beautiful woman with wine-red hair, an angelic face, a devilish figure, and dressed in a black leather suit, had her displeasure clearly written on her face.

“I know, but there’s a small problem!”

“What problem?” the beauty asked, knitting her delicate brows.

“I can’t find the other party’s house; it’s as if it disappeared!”

“Coulson, don’t joke around!”

The beauty on the other side of the walkie-talkie sat up straight, revealing her shapely figure, her face full of seriousness.

“I’m not joking, I really can’t find it!”

“Is the address wrong?”

“No, I’ve confirmed it no less than ten times, but it’s still not there. The street is still the same street, but our destination is gone!”

“How is that possible?”

“It’s true!”

“Then use GPS to locate it; that should solve the problem!” the beauty offered Coulson a good idea.

Coulson heard the idea and felt it was good. He had the agent in the car open the S.H.I.E.L.D.-made in-car GPS positioning system, told the other party the specific location, and began to try to locate it.

After a few seconds of waiting, the agent in Coulson’s car spoke, his face full of disbelief, “Sir, I think you need to see this for yourself!”

Upon hearing this, Coulson immediately turned his gaze to the GPS screen. The scene before him made him involuntarily open his mouth wide.

On the screen, they were right in front of their destination. The address was correct, and the place was right before their eyes, visible if they just opened them.

But in their line of sight, that place did not exist.

“What’s going on?” Coulson also opened his mouth wide; this was a bit fantastical.

After reporting the situation they found to the beauty on the other end of the walkie-talkie, Coulson began to wait for her response.

“Do you think it could be an illusion? Or perhaps the other party used some special ability to mess with our perception?”

“That… is somewhat possible!”

“In that case, have the convoy stop first. I’ll go test it out!”

“Be careful!”

“Okay!”

After speaking, the beauty jumped out of the SUV and walked to the GPS location.

“It really doesn’t seem to exist?”

The beauty frowned but didn’t rush to test it. Instead, she thought for a while, then returned to the SUV, asked for an agent’s jacket from inside the car, tore it into pieces, and then walked back to the previous location.

Next, without hesitation, she directly threw the torn fabric pieces onto the empty ground in front of her.

The fabric pieces fluttered like dancing butterflies, scattering everywhere.

Then, a magical scene occurred: some of the fabric pieces, after flying for a while, actually disappeared from her sight, as if they had never existed.

“This must be it!”

The beauty paused for a second, then took a step forward, entering the place where the fabric pieces had disappeared.

Everything before her instantly opened up, and a house that should have been there reappeared before her.

“Indeed!”

The beauty smiled, walked up the steps in front of her, knocked a few times on the door, and waited for the house’s owner to open it.

Creak!

Not long after, the door opened, and an Asian man with a messy, just-woken-up hairstyle appeared before her.

As soon as he appeared, he said, “Who am I that can break my Muggle-repelling charm? It turns out to be the famous Natasha. What? Are you here to deliver something to me?”