Next, Zhou Cheng conducted some further tests.
He discovered that the Adamantine Body did more than just make his body as hard as steel.
It also significantly enhanced Zhou Cheng's strength.
For example.
When Zhou Cheng gripped the kitchen knife in his hands, he gently snapped it in half with his bare hands!
It took almost no effort at all.
"I could totally go toe-to-toe with Iron Man now!"
Feeling his current condition, Zhou Cheng immediately became full of confidence.
It's not that Zhou Cheng was getting cocky.
Previously, he couldn't deal with Iron Man simply because he couldn't withstand Iron Man's firepower.
But now?
That situation no longer existed!
What was so scary about Iron Man now?
With his surge in strength, he could even possibly go toe-to-toe with Iron Man in a melee fight.
Of course...
Even though Zhou Cheng wasn't afraid of Iron Man, he wasn't exactly confident he could beat him either.
After all, the guy was encased in a suit of iron.
Zhou Cheng's feathers might not be able to pierce that armor.
Thinking it over carefully, it was about a fifty-fifty chance for either side.
But...
Zhou Cheng believed this situation wouldn't last long.
As long as he kept writing in his diary without slacking off, he would get stronger step by step, and eventually leave Iron Man far behind.
Leave all those other powerful superheroes behind too!
Writing a diary is the best way to go!
"Right, I've used up most of my source points."
Thinking about writing a diary, Zhou Cheng's expression changed slightly. He remembered something.
Last time in Hell's Kitchen, Zhou Cheng earned himself a total of twenty diary entries.
And now, he had already finished writing fifteen.
"It's time to go and harvest some more source points."
Zhou Cheng happily made this decision.
Hell's Kitchen.
The dirty streets, the stench of rotting garbage, the leaves and waste paper swept up by the wind.
Bullies running rampant, the homeless huddled in corners, and the filthy deals being made in the shadows.
It was still that familiar city, still that familiar smell.
Nothing had changed.
However, walking through this city of sin again, Zhou Cheng felt completely different from the last time.
It was simple.
Although not a perfect analogy, Zhou Cheng was no longer the same as before.
Looking back at the previous harvest.
Although he'd made some gains, Zhou Cheng had been overly cautious throughout.
It was understandable that he'd hesitated against the Hand's ninjas.
However, Zhou Cheng hadn't even dared to use his wings freely.
Logically, flying would undoubtedly be the best way to scout.
Yet, Zhou Cheng hadn't flown around the city searching for criminals. He'd relied entirely on walking.
He only deployed this trump card when actually confronting criminals.
This hesitancy was all about playing it safe.
It was about avoiding unwanted attention and minimizing the risk of exposure.
After all, Zhou Cheng was indeed a bit weak back then.
If he were targeted by the likes of Kingpin or Madame Gao, it would have been truly troublesome.
But now, it was different.
Zhou Cheng could let loose and make a big splash in Hell's Kitchen.
"Hell's Kitchen, I'm back!"
Full of energy, Zhou Cheng picked up his mask and put it on. Then, with a thought,
He opened his wings with a shua sound and vanished into the vast night sky.
Just like that.
Under the cover of night.
Zhou Cheng moved through every corner of the city like a phantom of the dark.
Everything in Hell's Kitchen came into Zhou Cheng's view.
"Hmm?"
And soon.
A chilling smile appeared on Zhou Cheng's lips.
"You few, of all the things you shouldn't have done."
"You shouldn't have come out to cause trouble at this time!"
Whoosh!
Without any further ado, Zhou Cheng flapped his wings.
He dove towards a jewelry store ahead.
At this moment.
A black car was parked in front of the jewelry store.
A burly man in a black leather jacket stood in front of the car.
He was anxiously smoking a cigarette, constantly glancing towards the jewelry store.
Clearly, this person was a lookout.
"Hurry, hurry!"
"Get out of here quickly!"
Under the gaze of the burly black man, the other four hulking men, each carrying a black leather bag, quickly rushed out from the shattered glass door.
They joined up with the black-clad man.
"Haha, we're rich! We're rich now!"
One of the burly men, wearing a thick gold chain, couldn't help but shout out excitedly.
He even lifted the black leather bag in his hand and shook it.
Inside, were full of gold, silver, and jewels!
"Once we get rid of this haul, we'll be set for life, brothers!"
"Yeah, we're going to be rich!"
The others were also excited.
"Forget about it, let's get out of here quickly."
"This is Black Serpent Gang territory!"
The black-clothed man was much calmer.
He tossed his cigarette on the ground and reminded his companions in a low voice.
Black Serpent Gang!
The name sobered everyone up.
The Black Serpent Gang was backed by the Russians, and they weren't people to be trifled with.
The group wasted no time.
They quickly tossed the stolen jewels into the car, intending to make a swift getaway.
Whoosh!
But before they could climb in, their vision blurred.
Suddenly, a strange masked figure appeared before them.
The group couldn't help but be stunned.
Where did this guy come from?
Earlier, they'd seemed to catch a glimpse of him falling from the sky?
And he had wings?
Wait, where were the wings?
Had they been mistaken?
The robbers stared at Zhou Cheng, their eyes filled with suspicion and confusion.
"Where are you all rushing off to in such a hurry?"
Zhou Cheng ignored their reactions, speaking calmly.
A hint of mockery played on his face.
"Get lost!"
The black-clad man snorted coldly, then yanked open the car door.
The others did the same.
At this point, they had no interest in dealing with a madman; their priority was to get away quickly.
Clack!
With a soft sound, Zhou Cheng simply placed his hand on the car door.
The car door, only halfway open, was as if welded to the air.
No matter how hard the burly man in black tried, he couldn't budge it even a little.
"Fuck!"
The burly man cursed and flipped his hand, producing a dagger.
He viciously stabbed it towards Zhou Cheng.
Swish!
But Zhou Cheng shrugged his shoulders and quickly reached out to grab.
He actually caught the dagger in his hand.
The burly man then realized that the dagger was also frozen in place.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it even a fraction of an inch.
Then, the burly man in black felt a lightness in his hand.
Zhou Cheng had simply grabbed the blade, taking the dagger.
He was even toying with it!
Gulp!
The burly man in black couldn't help but swallow hard.
Something wasn't right! This guy was very wrong!