Half an hour later, the two n leave ahead of the police's arrival.
Nolan is no longer in the mood to tangle with Daredevil. Daredevil, whose identity has been exposed, has no energy or motivation to stop Nolan from taking the stolen money.
And since those remains were discovered, Nolan's chest seems to burn with swelling anger. It makes him want to kill all the gangs in New York.
However, on the way ho, after Nolan disposes of most of the disposable equipnt along the route, the gradual return of reason stops his impulse.
The tracksuit gang has been destroyed. The crisis involving him and his aunt has disappeared. The rest is no longer his task.
No matter how incompetent the federal governnt is, when facing such a sensational incident, it's ti to mobilize forces among various departnts. Maybe S.H.I.E.L.D. will be involved in the investigation.
If the dia learns more inside information and engages in massive reporting, Stark, who's far away in Los Angeles, will probably get involved too.
In this age of technology, facing the all-pervasive artificial intelligence Jarvis, even the cautious Nolan has no confidence he can remain hidden.
He will face the authorities one day, but not yet. Keep a low profile. Keep developing.
Until Nolan masters more powerful strength and can face everything more calmly—that is his primary goal.
He was never a hero. Just an ordinary person fighting for his family.
Four o'clock in the morning.
Nolan, returning from Hell's Kitchen, enters the apartnt. Instead of going straight ho, he heads to the basent.
Reinforcent work is now complete. It can temporarily serve as a secret base.
Nolan, who isn't sleepy, counts the stolen funds. 1.98 million in cash.
If you add the remaining 680,000 under the bed in Nolan's bedroom, it's a total of 2.66 million.
Nolan has beco a millionaire overnight.
Unfortunately, large amounts of black money can't be deposited into the bank at once. Unless Nolan is willing to spend ti like ants moving, saving it little by little.
After collecting all the cash and hiding the Catachan Fang, Nolan, who carries the plasma pistol with him, locks the iron door of the basent. He goes upstairs and ho.
When Nolan steps into his ho, he seems to have left everything behind. He showers carefully, then finds so food from the refrigerator for a snack.
As the cold food slowly enters his stomach, Nolan, who was sowhat disturbed, gradually finds the feeling of the past. That is the security of ho.
Not waking his aunt, who's still sleeping, Nolan finishes the food and returns to his bedroom. He places the plasma pistol next to his pillow and slowly falls asleep.
The bodies of twenty-three children are lined up, placed neatly on the ground.
Thirteen mutilated, bloody heads are piled into a terrifying mound, standing before the children's bodies. It seems like a morial, but also seems to be simply venting anger.
This is what a large number of New York police officers, arriving belatedly after stepping into the ssy Treasure Mall, see at first glance.
For a ti, both experienced officers and new police who just joined the force have their faces suddenly change. Unable to bear the rising desire to vomit, they all run to the parking lot outside the mall and empty their stomachs as hard as they can.
Even with repeated orders from superiors, no one wants to enter the scene a second ti. Being punished at work is still a secondary issue. Psychological trauma is sothing that will follow you for a lifeti.
Hence, this embarrassing situation continues until the FBI intervenes early. Only then does the basic investigation process for Treasure Mall reluctantly begin.
But even well-inford federal agents, faced with nurous cri scenes where the identities of the deceased are complex and the nature of the case is ambiguous, are at a loss.
In particular, the remains of children may be implicated in previous news reports of child abductions. The FBI begins to hope this is a hot potato. As reports are escalated, other departnts will take over the investigation...
The sleeping Nolan is woken from sleep by his aunt.
He opens his eyes to see his aunt standing before his bedroom door in her nightgown. His aunt never enters his bedroom without permission unless sothing happens.
Nolan takes a deep breath, sits up and asks, "Aunt? What's wrong?"
"Big news! Stark!"
His aunt excitedly describes, nearly dancing, "That billionaire Tony Stark admitted his hero status!"
Nolan's brow furrows slightly. He blinks.
No way, so fast?
He gets up and follows his aunt into the living room. The image of Stark admitting his identity as Iron Man is being played over and over on TV.
Even as Nolan keeps jumping channels, every TV station is reporting the sa story. Billionaire Stark returns from his disappearance. The prodigal son has turned around and beco a superhero.
This is absolutely breaking news right now. Even the previous child kidnapping incident is completely suppressed, becoming yesterday's news.
After all, even after Nolan's deception, his aunt, who knew about the hero's existence in advance, has fallen into a strong desire for gossip. Not to ntion those people who need entertainnt every day.
However, Nolan isn't very excited.
Stark's hero identity being made public ans the whole world has entered a chaotic era with monsters crawling everywhere.
Especially heroes like the "Devil of Hell's Kitchen." In the past, they were just frequent visitors in police files, urban legends circulating in the steel city. But from now on, while superheroes continue to appear, those super villains who are far more harmful will continue to erge...
Seeing his aunt pick up her phone and begin sharing various gossip with her friends, Nolan, gradually enveloped by a sense of crisis, decides to conduct the next simulation as soon as possible.
The consumption of cooling ti requires him to buy a large number of guns to replenish resources. Anyway, so much black money must find a way to be converted into Nolan's power.
Nolan says goodbye to his aunt and returns to the bedroom. He doesn't start the simulation imdiately but sits cross-legged on the ground.
Nolan, calm and composed, prays briefly and powerfully to the Emperor.
"Emperor, bless !"
Nolan, with a solemn expression, opens the simulator.
Because he encountered the evil god Tzeentch when he chose the identity of a Krieg Grenadier last ti, Nolan hesitates for a mont and chooses to descend randomly.
[Simulation starting...]
[Current identity: Catachan recruit, Krieg Grenadier]
[Please choose your descending identity first]
[If you refuse, you will descend randomly]
[Identity selection has been refused]
[Simulation starting...]
[You descended into the Warhamr universe]
[Location: Milky Way · Unknown Star Region · Pelia]
[You descended to the surface of the planet]
[You found yourself inside an escape pod]
[You didn't have ti to observe the surrounding environnt]
[You were attacked by a suffocating stench so strong that it made you violently ill]
[You fell into an unstoppable coma]
["..missar...One more..."]
[You seed to hear so noise, and then completely lost consciousness]
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