Accepts All Comers

Perhaps she wanted to soften Zhan Liu’s resolve through her beauty, perhaps she wanted him to develop more ties and a greater sense of belonging in this world, perhaps she simply wanted to use a honey trap, or perhaps Natasha just had biological needs.

On the very night Natasha took up her post as secretary, she climbed into Zhan Liu’s bed.

As Marvel’s famous public bus, Black Widow could withstand the War God’s impact even without Magnetic Field Rotation. After all, she could even handle Hulk’s body, which showed that her technique was superb and had nearly reached the Dao.

After the slaughter, using poison that tore through the intestines and steel blades that scraped the bones to wear down the killing intent clinging to his body was also a decent pastime.

It had to be said that Black Widow’s ability to captivate nearly every male hero in Marvel relied on more than just her alluring beauty and sexy figure.

Don’t get the wrong idea!

Natasha, this female secretary, was truly capable—in every sense of the word.

Zhan Liu’s original Martial Arts School had been purely rough and hands-off, without even anyone handling its daily affairs. He himself had no patience for it, while those who came to become disciples had all come for martial arts.

When the numbers were small, there had been no problems. But once more people joined, all sorts of miscellaneous matters became extremely troublesome.

Actually, Peter had handled these tasks at first. Later, the master and disciple became estranged, and Peter never returned to the Martial Arts School. The job was then taken over by Sharon Carter.

Sharon was burdened with important duties for S.H.I.E.L.D. and had been eager to take the management authority into her own hands, so she had worked tirelessly and kept the Martial Arts School running in perfect order.

Later, Nick started an upgrade plan and transferred Sharon back as well, leaving Old Wang to manage things for a while.

But Old Wang himself was no management talent. Otherwise, he would not have ended up in such a miserable state.

Thus, under Old Wang’s temporary management, the Martial Arts School had descended into chaos.

Fortunately, the people inside the Martial Arts School at the time were a mixed bunch, each harboring their own schemes, and no one cared about such matters.

Later, some more people joined. Using his status as the fourth senior disciple, Old Wang simply grabbed someone who was good at management and threw the task to him, preventing the Martial Arts School from running into problems.

This man’s name was Hong Tu. He was Chinese, thirty years old, and had come to New York as a tourist. After witnessing the Martial Arts School’s strength in Chinatown, he became a disciple to study martial arts. He had originally been obsessed with martial arts and possessed a foundation in them, so he understood the techniques more easily and entered the school within two months.

Old Wang had originally come here from China to make a living, and he naturally felt close to one of his own people. Thus, he simply handed the daily management duties over to him.

Now that Natasha was here, she had taken over all the work on her own initiative and handled everything in an orderly manner.

From small matters like interior decoration and design to major ones like the training ground’s earthquake-resistance rating, every item and detail was classified and organized clearly before being brought to Zhan Liu for the final decision.

Actually, Zhan Liu did not care about any of this. He simply tossed it all to Natasha.

"This sort of thing is up to you. I have no special requirements."

Natasha had long since understood his personality and had never expected him to provide any useful opinions. Still, she did not omit a single step of the proper process.

"Mr. Stark seems to have technology related to Magnetic Field Acceleration cultivation. Should we apply this technology to the Martial Arts School?"

"Heh. A useless technology." Zhan Liu sneered, utterly unconcerned.

It would only be truly useful once something like the Dream Creator could be obtained from the system.

Perhaps Tony would be able to create something of that level in the future. After all, he was a man cursed by knowledge. But for now, his technology was still far from good enough.

Zhan Liu thought it was useless, but S.H.I.E.L.D. was extremely eager for it.

Nick knew that if he asked Tony for it directly, he would definitely be refused.

Ever since Hammer Industries had stolen Tony’s Strong Magnetic Armor blueprints through "certain channels" and used them to arm the military’s special Martial Artist Squad, leading to a conflict with Zhan Liu, Tony had kept a tight grip on the technology and refused to release even the slightest bit of it.

Without Tony’s technology, Hammer could only manufacture the armor according to the existing blueprints, completely unable to optimize it.

Hammer Industries could not figure out why the armor could be shrunk into a belt. They also could not understand why wearing it could turn an ordinary Magnetic Field Warrior into a Twenty Heavens expert. Even less could they figure out how to turn Twenty Heavens into Thirtieth Heaven and then Forty Heavens.

Thus, although S.H.I.E.L.D. had also obtained those blueprints and materials, it still could not apply the technology to buildings or other instruments and equipment.

Natasha now wanted to test whether she could start with Zhan Liu. As long as he nodded, she could openly invite Tony to serve as the chief engineering and technology director.

Once the Martial Arts School was completed, they would have more or less thoroughly understood the technology.

"False power is ultimately an illusion. Any increase below Fifty Heavens is meaningless. There is no need to waste time on this. Just build the venue as quickly as possible."

"Understood." Natasha concealed her little scheme again without revealing anything.

Raven had already left. After all, the Mutants had suffered heavy casualties this time, especially since those who had died were all elites selected from the best. She had to return to the base to comfort and explain things to the dead’s relatives and friends, as well as select the next batch of disciples.

Originally, because everything had gone smoothly, the children in the base had eagerly volunteered to come. But this time, they had all died, so it would probably not be easy to recruit suitable candidates again.

Zhan Liu, however, did not care about this. He was not lacking in disciples willing to come and become his students.

Especially after the terrifying combat power displayed in the previous battle, many small and medium-sized organizations that had originally been isolated by the major organizations and knew nothing of the truth had taken deep notice of this strategic human nuclear bomb.

The organizations of other major powers and small or medium-sized countries abandoned their wait-and-see attitude. Even if it meant being jointly suppressed by the major organizations of the United States, they were determined to send people over to become disciples and study martial arts.

However, after the children of the originally queue-jumping powerful families, they all shrank back.

Studying at the Martial Arts School really did bring rapid progress, but people also really did die quickly there!

As for the various backroom deals and political negotiations behind this, they were happening every moment as well.

And because of Zhan Liu’s merciless methods, the American politicians no longer dared to casually send people to make trouble inside the Ultimate Limit Martial Hall. Instead, they changed tactics and intercepted every dispute outside the Martial Arts School’s gates.

Anyone who could enter the Martial Arts School and successfully become a disciple was basically safe.

Under such circumstances, stopping outsiders was almost impossible. What was more, some countries even used diplomatic vehicles to deliver people straight to the door. How could anyone stop them?

Any country or organization capable of withstanding pressure from the Federal Government was no ordinary force. All of them had various connections and channels, and one after another, they sent word to Natasha.

The Martial Arts School had not even been completed yet, but the number of disciples scheduled to come and become students was already overflowing.

Natasha did not conceal any of this information. She told Zhan Liu everything, but he did not care in the slightest and had always accepted all comers.

As long as they dared to come and ask to become his disciples, Zhan Liu dared to accept them.

Whether they were connected, harboring ulterior motives, good or bad, kind or evil, wanted by the Federation, enemies, or terrorists—what did any of that have to do with Zhan Liu?

To some extent, in any orderly world, Magnetic Lunatics were all damn terrorists!

Only in chaotic times, under clashes between War Gods, could the realm of Magnetic Field Rotation rise rapidly.

Otherwise, were they all supposed to practice The Way of Erik?