Chapter 1: Signed in for twenty-five years, Silver Superman

Dear Karl.

I am very interested in your bar in Queens; perhaps one million dollars is a fair price.

In three days, I will bring people to the bar to discuss the relevant matters with you.

I believe you will not refuse me; after all, you wouldn't want any accidents to happen, would you?

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New York City, Queens Street.

It is already late at night, yet under the glow of the brilliant neon lights, this city is even more dazzling than during the day.

In a luxurious apartment.

Karl is currently sitting on the sofa, his right hand clenched tight, crumpling the letter in his hand into a ball.

"To think I'd run into such a piece of work, threatening me..."

Throwing the letter away, he picks up an exquisite stemmed glass.

Taking a sip of fine wine and looking at the delicate, beautiful neon lights outside the window, Karl sighs softly, "Truly a fine view." Twenty-four years ago, Karl came to this world.

As he grew older, he learned that the city he was in was called New York City.

Originally, Karl thought he had simply arrived in a city across the ocean.

Until... he saw the Steve Rogers Memorial Museum.

That is, Captain America.

Having a slight understanding of Marvel, one would know what kind of place this is.

This is an extremely dangerous world.

Aliens, superheroes, supervillains...

This place possesses many powerful beings, and even the gods of ancient legends exist here.

Of course, this world is also very interesting; after all, the Marvel Universe has all sorts of superheroes.

Along with Karl came a check-in system.

This counts as standard equipment.

It is just that his check-in system is somewhat different from those in the novels of his past life.

Karl's check-in system not only allows him to check in at various locations every day.

He can even accumulate check-ins.

Pre-set a check-in time, for example, one year or two years.

Then, when the scheduled time arrives, the check-in will be completed.

The longer the check-in time, the more powerful the reward obtained.

After two consecutive days where the check-in items were powdered milk, Karl made a decision he somewhat regretted.

Check in at New York City for twenty-five years!

As of now, Karl has already checked in at New York for twenty-four years.

As a result, he is still an ordinary person.

Well, a black-haired, black-eyed, handsome, and wealthy ordinary person.

Ever since coming to this world, Karl was adopted by a single, wealthy merchant over fifty years of age.

Karl Smith.

This is the name the old man gave him.

Although it is somewhat strange for an Easterner to use such a name.

But out of gratitude for the man's upbringing, Karl has continued to use this name.

A few years ago, that kind old gentleman passed away. The multi-billion dollar estate had long since been transferred to Karl's name by the old gentleman through legal channels.

Among these were some properties and two bars. ===== CHAPTER 3 =====