Marvel: Beginning with the Collection of Shinra Tensei

When Han Yu stepped out, Fubuki immediately approached him, scrutinizing him from head to toe before speaking.

"That's so strange. I clearly heard you talking inside, but you don't seem to have a phone on you?"

Han Yu, unfazed, rolled his eyes and replied, "Can't I tell myself jokes while peeing?"

With that, he walked past Fubuki and sat in the living room. Looking back at her as she followed him closely, he asked, "By the way, this is Saitama's house. How do you have the key? Are you two close?"

"Hmph, this is the headquarters of my 'New Blizzard Group.' Of course, I can come and go as I please," Fubuki said, tilting her pale chin upward with a smug expression.

The so-called New Blizzard Group was something Fubuki had established after getting to know Saitama. Seeing him surrounded by S-Class heroes like King and Genos, laughing and chatting with them, she couldn't help but envy him. So, she thickened her skin and often visited Saitama, even claiming that King and Genos were members of her new group and that this house was their headquarters. Therefore, in her mind, she had every right to be here.

"You put up with this?" Han Yu turned his gaze to Saitama, who scratched his head with an awkward smile. "I never agreed to it. She just says that on her own. Usually, I don't even open the door when she comes. But then she started breaking in, and I got tired of fixing the door, so I gave her a key."

Although Saitama was overwhelmingly powerful, Fubuki never directly attacked him. Instead, she used this approach to bother him. Being the straightforward man he was, Saitama could only ignore her.

Fubuki rolled her eyes at Saitama and ignored him. She moved closer to Han Yu and asked, "Which city are you from? I've never seen you before. What's your ability? Extreme swordsmanship and ice powers? Oh, and it looks like you can control fire too..."

Her sudden burst of curiosity made Han Yu twitch at the corners of his mouth. It was hard to believe that just yesterday, this woman had been the picture of aloofness, and now she was firing off questions like an inquisitive child.

Han Yu wasn't planning to let the conversation shift to himself. He was just about to make up something to steer the topic elsewhere when he noticed that Saitama, Genos, and King were now all staring directly at him. Their curiosity mirrored Fubuki's.

King spoke up, "Most heroes rely on technology or martial arts. Only a few, like Fubuki, have supernatural powers. From what I've seen, your attacks combine icy swords, and your clothes seem to change automatically. It's almost like the automatic outfit changes in video games."

Despite his fierce appearance, King had a surprisingly gentle personality. His "toughness" came more from the scars on his left eye from past battles and the infamous "King Engine" reputation others imagined. In reality, calling him a nerd wouldn't be far from the truth.

"I want to learn fire control. How do you manage to control flames with such precision? If I could master that, my combat ability would improve significantly. Han—no, Mr. Han, I'm begging you to teach me how to control fire!"

Genos addressed Han Yu earnestly. It was clear from his tone that he was serious.

However, Han Yu's ability to control flames stemmed from the immense spiritual power granted by his Undying God Seal. It was not something just anyone could replicate. Even someone like Genos, a highly advanced cyborg, wouldn't be able to master it.

Genos's combat style relied on a combination of firepower and advanced martial techniques to engage enemies up close or suppress them from a distance. If he could somehow learn Han Yu's fire control, his combat power would leap to an entirely new level.

"It's certainly possible to learn fire control," Han Yu said, taking a light sip from the tea in front of him with a faint smile. "But you've been to my shop, so you know—I'm a businessman."

"I understand. Just name your price," Genos responded with a nod. As an S-Class hero, his frequent activities had earned him a considerable fortune.

"A businessman? What do you sell?" Fubuki interjected curiously.

"Everything imaginable across the infinite worlds," Han Yu replied nonchalantly. He wasn't concerned about revealing his true identity. After all, in this world, the only one who might pose a threat to him was likely Saitama.

"Infinite worlds? What, like selling collectibles and merchandise?"

King asked, his mind immediately leaping to the familiar term he'd encountered in gaming. To him, selling merchandise didn't seem far-fetched.

"No," Han Yu replied with a chuckle. "I'm from another world. This place is just one of the many worlds within the multiverse. I run a general store. Outwardly, it appears to be an ordinary shop, but for people like you—special individuals—my store offers things beyond your wildest imagination."

Hearing this, even Saitama and Genos were left puzzled. When they had visited Han Yu's shop before, he hadn't mentioned anything about selling items from across the multiverse. This revelation was news to them.

"To put it simply," Han Yu continued, "your world is just one among countless universes. There are many Earths like this one. From what I've observed, your world's level of technology is only mid-to-low tier, but the combat power of its inhabitants is impressive. Once your people develop interstellar travel or gain the ability to visit other planets freely, that's when you'll truly become strong."

"I've read a bit about such theories! Are you referring to the concept of the multiverse?" Genos asked excitedly. Seeing the confused expressions on Saitama, Fubuki, and King's faces, he quickly explained further.

"Some scholars propose that our world isn't the only one—that there are other worlds identical to ours. These worlds can't perceive each other and, so far, no one has proven the multiverse exists."

"I don't believe it. That's far too absurd," Fubuki scoffed in disbelief.

"Your world is crawling with monsters. In other worlds, that would be considered equally absurd," Han Yu replied calmly.

Genos, having fought Ultron before, knew exactly how it felt to stand before an overwhelming force. Facing Ultron was like being an ant staring up at a towering mountain—utterly insignificant.

It was a similar feeling to when he faced Saitama. Genos was convinced that either of them could easily destroy him with minimal effort if they tried.

"Do you have a method to teach me fire control?" Genos asked eagerly, unwilling to let the opportunity slip away.

In response, Han Yu showcased a small demonstration. With a simple gesture, four thick booklets, each about the length of a finger joint, materialized in his hand. The covers were plain, featuring a blue background and four large Chinese characters.

Though their country also used kanji, Fubuki, Saitama, and King were not particularly familiar with foreign texts. Only Genos, with his slightly clumsy Chinese, managed to read the title aloud.

"Huang… Gang… Secret Papers?"

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