What's going on!
Both the other three Hand ninjas and the struggling Daredevil,
were stunned for a moment.
The development of events had completely exceeded their expectations.
Initially, none of them had paid any attention to Zhou Cheng.
They instinctively assumed he was just an unlucky passerby.
Nothing more.
He would be killed in an instant by that Hand ninja.
But who would have thought that things would take a complete 180-degree turn?
The one instantly killed wasn't that unfortunate guy, but rather a ninja of The Hand! Even if the few people present were slow to react, they should understand now.
The newcomer was definitely not someone to be trifled with!
But when did Hell's Kitchen get a figure like this?
Killing with Wings? Unheard of!
[Source Points +5]
Zhou Cheng didn't have time to care about how the others were reacting.
Because in his mind, this prompt sounded again.
This made Zhou Cheng's spirits lift slightly.
Indeed!
My previous guess was correct.
The more powerful the criminal, the more Source Points they contribute! A regular Hand ninja can contribute 5 Source Points. So, what about the higher-ranking Madame Gao?
What about the other five fingers?
Bullseye? Kingpin?
What about all those famous Marvel supervillains?
It seems...
The Supreme God doesn't want me to just focus on those low-level losers all day! After all, I'm someone with a cheat. I can't be too low-class.
Of course.
Zhou Cheng also knows his own limits.
You eat your meals one bite at a time, and you walk your path step by step.
Right now, he hadn't grown strong enough, so he could only start by dealing with some small fries to practice.
As for those more valuable chives...
No need to rush, we have plenty of time.
When he continuously gains rewards and grows stronger, that's when he'll start swinging his butcher's knife at those high-quality chives.
Clang! Clang!
Two sounds of blades slicing through the air broke the silence.
They also interrupted Zhou Cheng's thoughts.
The three Hand ninjas exchanged a quick glance, immediately formulating a plan.
Two of the ninjas brandished their katanas and charged at Zhou Cheng.
The remaining ninja was to hold off Daredevil for the time being.
That was the plan.
Daredevil was battered and exhausted; a single ninja could keep him occupied.
Whoosh!
Zhou Cheng wasted no time.
His Wings fluttered slightly, and he shot into the air.
He hovered there, looking down at the two Hand ninjas below.
I'm in the air, so no matter how sharp your skills are, or how badass your katanas are, what can you do to me?
This is in the bag, isn't it?
???
The Hand ninjas on the ground were stunned again.
He flew up?
So, those Wings actually can fly!
But if that's the case, they were a bit helpless.
He's flying in the sky, and they can't even reach him. How can they fight?
Plus, this guy also has that trick of shooting feathers to hurt people. Wouldn't they just become sitting ducks?
Not good!
The situation was dire.
Shh shh shh! Shh shh shh! As expected, the next moment, Zhou Cheng launched an attack against the two Hand ninjas.
With the dense and piercing sound of air being torn apart, a massive amount of feathers rained down like a torrential downpour.
In the blink of an eye, they reached the two Hand ninjas, completely obscuring the space in front of them.
It was that overwhelming.
The two Hand ninjas had only just raised their katanas, not even having time to react.
And instantly, he was submerged in countless feathers.
He was still now.
Instant kill!
These two well-trained, highly skilled killing machines.
They were instantly killed by Zhou Cheng in a flash.
Having cheat abilities is just that overbearing.
Whoosh!
After swiftly taking out the two, there was only one of The Hand's ninjas left.
Zhou Cheng, of course, wouldn't let him go.
With a thought, he flew directly toward the remaining ninja.
"Daredevil, get out of the way!"
Zhou Cheng quickly called out to Daredevil.
Daredevil immediately darted to the side, moving like a nimble monkey.
Zhou Cheng had no further concerns.
Ssshh! Ssshh! Ssshh!
Another large volley of feathers shot out.
They pierced the last Hand ninja, turning him into a pincushion.
Clang!
The katana in the ninja's hand clattered to the ground, producing a crisp sound of metal on metal.
Then, he himself collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, unmoving.
The scene became quiet.
Daredevil's life-or-death crisis was resolved.
It was easy and pleasant.
Of course.
It couldn't exactly be called a life-or-death crisis.
After all, even if Zhou Cheng hadn't intervened, Daredevil wouldn't have died here.
However, no matter what, he couldn't have escaped danger so easily.
Whoosh!
Ignoring Daredevil, Zhou Cheng flapped his Wings again, and in a flash, he soared into the air.
He swept across the long sky, disappearing into the night, quickly vanishing from sight.
Daredevil, gasping for breath, stared blankly in the direction Zhou Cheng had left.
His mind was filled with a single question.
Who exactly was this person?
When did Hell's Kitchen get someone like this?
[Source Points +1] [Source Points +1]
[Source Points +1]
After parting ways with Daredevil, Zhou Cheng swept through Hell's Kitchen, hitting up various locations like he was grinding a video game.
He harvested four more batches of... well, let's just say "resources."
With a thought, he checked his balance. He now had a total of 40 Source Points!
According to the rules set by the Supreme God...
These Source Points could support Zhou Cheng in writing 4,000 words of diary entries.
Plus, aside from the initial diary from the activation gift, each subsequent diary entry had to be at least 200 words.
In other words, after working his butt off all night, Zhou Cheng could directly eat for twenty days.
For Zhou Cheng, this was naturally not enough.
The more of this, the better.
However, Zhou Cheng was just a normal person, and he didn't even exercise much, so his physical condition was very average.
Even though Zhou Cheng used his Wings to instantly win all the fights, not expending much energy.
But after all this, Zhou Cheng was exhausted.
"Forget it, let's stop here for today."
"I really can't hold on anymore."
Feeling his current state, Zhou Cheng could only give up decisively.
Everything has to be done in moderation.
Otherwise, too much is as bad as too little! Swoosh! After making up his mind, Zhou Cheng no longer hesitated.
He directly spread his Wings and flew away from Hell's Kitchen.
Back home, he checked the time; it was already three in the morning.
Exhausted in body and mind, Zhou Cheng didn't even bother to take off his clothes and just collapsed onto the bed.
He fell into a deep sleep.