The superpower talent from Tornado began taking effect. Mental power under the telekinetic system and soul matter constituting the AT Field gradually unified, truly becoming an extension of Jordan's will. As easy as using his own arm.
With maximum affinity buffs, his total mental energy seemed boundless. He finally experienced Tornado's joy.
With a thought, a set of gold and red armor expanded and took shape like flowing nanomaterials. Brilliant tail flames shot from multiple nozzles at palms and feet, forming a dazzling stream that streaked across A-City's sky.
The originally invisible AT Field manifested specific color under telekinesis enhancement. Though the armor formed by force fields was merely a shell, it had all necessary functions and could even be modified online for immediate use.
Tony Stark would call this copyright infringement.
Need to fight a huge enemy? Transforming the armor into a Gundam, Evangelion Unit-01, or Ultraman posed no problem.
New ability +1? No.
Fashion value +1? Absolutely.
Three Days Later - Z-City
Amidst bustling crowds, Jordan walked out of the high-speed train station.
The city was quiet and peaceful at dusk. He paused to admire it for a moment, then turned and boarded the subway home.
On the subway, Jordan closed his eyes for a nap while carrying his luggage, vividly recalling recent events.
The special unit the Metropolitan Police Department had meticulously planned was nearly wiped out by a single Demon-level monster.
As a result, many officers who'd participated in training suffered mental trauma requiring long-term psychological counseling before returning to duty.
Ambitious high-ranking Metropolitan Police officers witnessed the monster's destructive power firsthand. Realized ordinary people were no match. Became disheartened.
The entire Metropolitan Police Department almost came to a standstill from one casual attack by a Demon-level creature. There were many other disasters of the same level. Compared to Dragon-level monsters that could destroy multiple cities simultaneously, they were far inferior.
Consequently, the entire training program was canceled on the spot.
Officers who'd participated packed their bags and went home.
Jordan wasn't surprised. He'd already foreseen this outcome from the undisguised displeasure on the minister's face when they'd met.
"Are you really not staying, Jordan? With your achievements this time and your powerful abilities, I guarantee promotion to high-ranking position within six months! You could lead the entire police force!"
"Thank you for the offer, but I think I'm better suited for frontline work."
"Is that so... But returning to Z-City means starting from the bottom as a patrol officer again. Have you really thought this through?"
"I have. I think Z-City needs a police officer like me when necessary."
"Since that's the case, I won't press further. However, the city's setting up a special affairs response section. You must not refuse the position of Z-City Special Affairs Section Chief!"
After deep conversation with the department head, Jordan's official rank remained unchanged upon return. However, he gained the additional position of Special Affairs Section Chief, reporting directly to the Z-City Bureau Chief.
In emergencies such as monster disasters, he could directly command all police forces in Z-City. Authority equal to the police chief himself.
Though Jordan didn't really need this permission, benefits existed.
Once he became section chief, he could assign himself his own work.
Jordan had made up his mind. He'd transfer Anzu to be his deputy upon return.
That way, he wouldn't have to write reports himself.
With "Superpower 100%" dropped by Tornado and the unexpected "promotion" promised by the big boss, Jordan gained considerably from this A-City trip.
Additionally, the Hero Association sent his first month's salary plus several hero activity allowances. When he checked the amount? Wow. More than his income from an entire year as a police officer.
No wonder so many people desperately wanted to become heroes.
During the two weeks in A-City, daily Fate Card draws remained basic attribute cards. But on the eve of return, while wandering around A-City, he'd found rather interesting cards through the Stand's third ability, Element Pickup.
[Fantasy Card: Black Box Fragment]
Type: Special Card • Rarity: R
A fragment of divine creation. Seemingly unstable.
Effect 1: Spacetime Distortion
Randomly transport to an unknown, otherworldly realm. Brief stay permitted.
Effect 2: Round-trip Ticket
This card is consumable, usable 2/2 times. Will return to main world after second use.
Jordan remembered that gods of this world had been creating pitch-black cubes to communicate with and develop believers. Once successful, they could remotely transfer superpowers, easily turning weak homeless men into Dragon-level superpowered monsters called "Homeless Emperor."
Seems he'd stumbled upon something extraordinary. Even Jordan felt thrilled.
However, this card wasn't engraved with a complete black box. Its function was traveling through worlds rather than contacting gods.
The transmigrator's adventure instincts stirred.
Perhaps due to rarity level, the effect description stated it lasted for a short time.
Since that's the case, testing the waters didn't seem bad. At worst, he could use the card early and return immediately.
"Stop! Don't run!"
"Do you think I'm stupid? Why wouldn't I run?!"
As Jordan walked while pondering, two figures chasing each other crossed the intersection ahead, causing commotion among passersby.
What just passed by?
Spider-Sense caught a glimpse of red and yellow at the last moment, along with a white cape fluttering behind. Like a running plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Jordan suddenly realized.
Wearing that familiar battle suit, Saitama actually looked a little heroic. Probably because he hasn't gone bald yet.
Using telekinesis to lock onto the two figures, Jordan followed along.
After turning several streets, he spotted Saitama cornering a red monster in an alley. They were wrestling with each other.
Judging from the strange appearance, it was actually a giant carrot as tall as a person.
"Hey, Saitama, how's the hero work going?"
"Huh? It's Jordan, long time no see!" Saitama struggled to pin the fiercely resisting carrot monster to the ground, turning to greet Jordan. "Wait a second, I'm a bit busy! Let me take care of this guy first!"
Five Minutes Later
"My uniform's dirty again. Such a pain to wash!"
Saitama, covered in carrot juice, walked out of the alley looking disgusted. He'd already broken the giant carrot into several pieces and casually tossed them in the trash.
Because the battle site was too messy, Saitama gave up on picking up carrot pieces to take home and cook.
Of course, the fact that Jordan was watching from nearby also played a part.
"Jordan, where have you been lately? I went to your place looking for you, but nobody was home."
"I recently went on a business trip to A-City. Just got back. Something you needed?"