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Everything can happen without warning. Although Rimuru had a bit of a temper, she was still very optimistic about life in general.
The Chitauri were about to visit New York. As a host, of course you had to prepare good food and drinks—otherwise it would be rude.
The defeated Wind God Unit 2 was directly devoured by Rimuru, and after analysis by the Great Sage, a new Wind God Unit 2 was replicated.
Looking at the brand-new mech, Rimuru sighed.
"Wodan, Vison, Wohui… so handsome."
Such smooth lines, artistic structure, and high-tech appearance—did she really design this herself?
She truly was talented.
Ah, my mother—ever since giving birth to me, Rimuru, I've been able to accomplish anything. That's why everyone praises me.
While Rimuru was admiring the stunning beauty of the Wind God, Aya's voice suddenly rang out.
"Master, you have a new bank transfer notification. Would you like me to report it?"
Huh?
Rimuru raised her eyebrows sharply. A transfer notification? Was someone trying to set her up?
If anyone dared to mess with her poor little savings, they were courting death—like using a flashlight in a toilet to shine on someone.
"What's going on with the transfer?"
Aya: "Master, your bank account xxxxxxxxx has just received a transfer of one million dollars."
Rimuru widened her eyes. "How much?"
Aya repeated: "Fifty million."
Rimuru couldn't believe it. "Dollars… not Zimbabwe dollars?"
Aya: "Yes, USD."
"Yesss!"
She suddenly remembered how jealous she had been when she saw that foreign student girl with an unlimited overdraft card, spending millions without consequences.
Oh my god, had her luck finally turned?
Tears of emotion welled up in Rimuru's eyes.
"Great Sage, where did that one million come from?"
Answer: Hawkeye carried out a series of attacks, destroying twenty-five of Kingpin's businesses. Not long ago, he defeated Bullseye as well, and the one million dollars was compensation paid by Kingpin in exchange for peace.
Pfft.
Upon hearing the truth, Rimuru almost spat out what she was drinking.
After a series of chaotic events—looting the rich, helping the poor, threatening Frank Amick, the Hulk battle in New York, the decisive fight at Kamar-Taj, and Rodan's "education"—Rimuru had completely forgotten about that earlier extortion attempt.
She didn't expect that the real Hawkeye had neatly filled in the gap left by her fake Hawkeye act.
Hawkeye, you're such a good person. Thank you for your contribution.
Still, Rimuru was curious how Hawkeye managed it.
Kingpin was known as the underground king of New York. After Bullseye was defeated, he actually obediently "ceded territory and paid compensation."
Was he really that weak?
Not at all.
Kingpin's body was as strong as a bull's, his muscles explosive, and his martial arts terrifying. He had countless body doubles.
As the saying goes, Kingpin is like a villain with steel-like defenses against heroes with flowing power.
Kingpin had no superpowers—by Rimuru's standards, he was just a beginner dungeon boss.
But for heroes like Daredevil, Punisher, and Spider-Man, he was an extremely difficult opponent.
In the comics, after Spider-Man revealed his identity, Aunt May nearly died because of Kingpin.
That alone showed how ruthless he was.
"Great Sage, was this surrendering gang boss just a fake?"
Answer: No. It was his real body.
Rimuru was even more surprised.
Hawkeye was actually that skilled?
In the Avengers, wasn't Hawkeye the weakest and least noticeable hero?
Even Black Widow could overshadow him.
And his greatest moment was shooting Loki with a surprise arrow.
That was the kind of thing only remembered because of perfect timing and luck.
Rimuru became even more curious.
"What exactly happened?"
Answer: Hawkeye fought Bullseye. He had a slight advantage but also recognized Bullseye's strength. After that, he changed tactics and targeted Kingpin's business empire, destroying twenty-five companies in a row and causing massive losses.
Rimuru suddenly understood. "So Kingpin surrendered."
After being heavily damaged, Kingpin investigated Hawkeye and discovered he was a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. Concluding he was unlucky, he chose to compromise.
Pfft.
That explanation was convincing enough for Rimuru.
Anyway, Hawkeye had done a great job. As thanks, she would "properly make use" of the Hawkeye name in the future.
More robbery of the rich, more charity for the poor—bringing fairness to New York.
Cough.
Rimuru cleared her throat and said calmly, "Aya, clean it up and delete the transfer record. I've never received a million dollars."
Aya: "Understood, Master."
Ten seconds later.
Aya: "Master, it has been cleared. All transfer records have also been deleted."
Rimuru smiled, feeling completely relaxed, as if floating in the clouds, lying on soft cotton candy under warm sunlight.
So lazy… this feeling of basking in the sun was wonderful.
Perfect.
If you earn it with your own ability, why return it?
What Rimuru didn't know was that at that very moment, in peaceful New York, Hawkeye was walking happily with a smile on his face.
Thinking about Kingpin's promised one million dollars filled him with joy.
After handing it over to the organization, the rest would be his.
He had already reported this to Rodan, who approved it.
Opportunities like this didn't come often.
As expected of a great leader like the "Red Egg," decisive action was necessary.
Natasha, Melinda, and Coulson would also get a share.
It was an unexpected windfall—anyone who saw it could take a piece.
Hawkeye understood that very well.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agent alongside Natasha.
Even so, he still earned a huge sum effortlessly.
One million dollars—enough for ten years of hard work.
This time, it was truly a big win.
How should he spend it?
Just thinking about it made him excited.
One hour later.
The smile on Hawkeye's face gradually faded.
Two hours later.
His expression darkened.
Four hours later, night fell over New York.
His face was ice cold.
Click.
He shifted his mechanical bow, which transformed in his hand into a sword-like weapon.
"Diligence brings prosperity, laziness ruins nations—waiting won't save America from poverty."
—Lu Xun
He, Hawkeye, could also use a bow as a weapon of justice.
"Kingpin… you have disappointed this city."
He jumped down from the rooftop, coat fluttering, his back cold and mysterious like a lone hero against the world.
The next night.
The twenty-sixth property of the gang boss was destroyed.
Kingpin hated Hawkeye to the core.
"You forced my hand."