Nuclear Peace

America, congressional office.

A wineglass still more than half full of red wine smashed viciously onto the floor. The female secretary backed fearfully into a corner, while Congressman Ivan’s face twisted with ferocity as he growled, "What the hell is going on?! Are the Japanese really preparing to surrender?!"

The secretary replied, "That is indeed what our people reported. The Emperor is already persuading the warlords and the cabinet. Once the troops have fully returned to the homeland, they will announce their surrender to the outside world."

"A bunch of trash! With the strength of an entire nation, they still can’t deal with one man!" Ivan sat in his office chair, cold sweat covering his forehead. After thinking anxiously for a long time, he came to a conclusion. "We absolutely cannot let him return—if he comes back, I’m afraid I’ll be finished."

"Once Japan announces its surrender in a couple of days, that man will return. There is no longer any way to stop this trend," the secretary said helplessly.

"Then he has to die in Japan. The army, ninjas, fighter planes—they couldn’t kill him, so…" Ivan paused before asking coldly, "Didn’t the Strategic Research Department say today that the two experimental nuclear weapons were nearly complete?"

"Yes." The secretary looked at him uneasily. "But there are only two prototype nuclear bombs. Even if they are dropped on Tokyo, they will probably cover less than half the area."

Ivan clawed at his head, veins bulging as he muttered, "Half is enough! I don’t believe luck will always be on his side. Hydra’s master and the undead beneath the earth will protect us."

The secretary continued to dissuade him. "You drove Kyle, that War Hero, into Tokyo, Japan. The higher-ups in America already feel they made a mistake. They will never agree to use nuclear weapons again."

"One wrong step means every step afterward must follow the wrong path. We can test the nuclear bombs to deter other nations while accidentally eliminating a prestigious rival. They won’t dare agree and become sinners for all eternity, but they won’t take the initiative to veto it either."

Ivan had made up his mind. Squinting, he said, "Go. Use the people we planted beside the higher-ups. I’ll personally guide this matter to fruition!"

"I understand." The secretary nodded.

One day later.

At the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan, two people with vastly different builds, one large and one small, walked through the wilderness.

Kyle’s Venom Suit had disguised itself as a hooded leather jacket, jeans, and leather boots, making him appear more mature and steady. He wore the hood to conceal his conspicuous blond hair.

Yutong’s waist-length black hair was tied up, and she wore an undersized Japanese kimono. Even Kyle’s well-stocked Card Space had no children’s clothing, so he could only find her a child’s kimono at the research facility for the time being.

She clacked along in wooden sandals behind Kyle. At barely 1.1 meters tall, she did not even reach his waist, and her exposed fair skin made her look like an exquisite porcelain doll.

"Oh, right. This is for you." After thinking for a moment, Kyle drew out a blue card, materialized it, and tossed it behind him.

Yutong narrowed her eyes but made no move to catch it. The rectangular object hovered directly before her. It was none other than the Japanese blade Murasame, its blade reflecting a cold glint beneath the sunlight.

"Your Mind Control ability needs to adapt to Murasame’s weight. Once you can control it freely at a distance of ten meters from your body, your offensive power will rise by a major level," Kyle said thoughtfully.

Telekinetic control was neither especially strong nor especially weak. The weight and distance of the objects it could control greatly limited the ability’s potential.

But paired with a Sodium-Carbon Steel Sword, the effect would be entirely different. It would receive a qualitative boost.

Yutong nodded as if she understood. Like a child who had received a new toy, she used Mind Control to make Murasame slowly circle her body within a one-meter radius.

But somehow, this gave off a strange feeling.

Kyle glanced back and could not help mocking it in his heart before saying, "Come on, try attacking me."

Yutong raised her eyes and used Mind Control to make Murasame’s tip stab somewhat quickly toward his back. Kyle did not even turn around. The fingers of his right hand, wrapped in a Vibranium Bracer, flicked backward lightly, sending Murasame humming away.

"Too slow. Again." Kyle shook his head lightly. This speed was actually quite fast—an ordinary soldier would be unable to dodge it without warning—but to him, it was simply far too slow.

Yutong was a little unconvinced and continued controlling Murasame with her mind to attack Kyle. Naturally, every attempt ended in utter defeat, but throughout the process, her Mind Control grew increasingly skillful.

The two continued one ahead of the other, drawing near Tokyo’s main army base.

"Alright, take a rest." Kyle spoke as Yutong behind him panted weakly from the enormous expenditure of energy, dragging Murasame along with both hands.

"This should be the final battle of this trip to Japan." Kyle stood atop a small hill, looking down at the large encampment less than a hundred meters away.

Japan’s upper ranks had finally begun to waver. As long as he pressed the pace and delivered one final devastating blow, this straw would be enough to crush the frail camel.

"Bzz—"

Kyle was about to set off when he sharply caught a sound and turned around. At the far end of the sky behind him, a B-29 bomber could faintly be seen streaking across the heavens.

Immediately afterward, an object was dropped.

"Wait, no way?" Kyle’s mouth fell open as the worst possible thought flashed through his mind. He watched helplessly as the object hit the ground a kilometer away.

Boom!

A blazing, eye-searing daylight erupted from the ground at the edge of his vision.

Kyle’s expression changed drastically. With a swift reaction, he grabbed Yutong behind him and burst at full speed toward the main army base.

Behind him, an enormous mushroom cloud rose and rapidly expanded through the sky and across the earth, while the scorching tide of the blast swept over and destroyed everything on the ground.

A nuclear bomb! It was actually a nuclear bomb!!!

Kyle’s eyes were bloodshot as he clutched Yutong and raced death itself, the shockwave behind them constantly closing the distance.

If he could not find sufficient cover, taking the nuclear blast head-on out in the open meant that he would turn to ashes now, without even waiting for Thanos’s future snap!

Aerial Sprint—move! Faster! Kyle kicked off the air, and his already terrifying speed erupted once more, rising to another level. Dragging a wake of air behind him, he shot straight into the main base.

The main army base was in chaos. Countless soldiers fled in despair, while some officers had barely removed their shirts before committing seppuku.

Kyle rushed into the base with Yutong. His gaze swept rapidly over the surroundings until he spotted a sealed dry well. He dashed toward it, used Murasame to cut through the chains sealing it shut, then grabbed Yutong and leaped down.

Almost the instant he entered the dry well, the nuclear blast’s shockwave engulfed the base above. Ash and dust carried the scorching blast force as they poured violently into the well opening.

"Eee—"

Venom was the first to scream, rapidly peeling away from Kyle’s body beneath the nuclear blast’s searing shockwave. Kyle gritted his teeth, braced both hands against the well walls, and used his bare upper body to endure the residual blast and radiation damage.

His tough skin and muscles were scorched and torn apart by the impact, then forcibly repaired by his Healing Factor. Damage and recovery became an agonizing tug-of-war.

Kyle held on desperately. Amid pain so intense his bones seemed about to melt, he stood unyielding in the nuclear aftermath like a humanoid monster!

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