The wealthy household had so many luxury cars, but unfortunately Rimuru didn't have a driver's license, and she had no desire to be invited to the police station for tea.
If it were nighttime, she could just wear the Wind God and go for a ride—or at worst, shapeshift wings and fly. But during the day, she could only take the subway.
Rimuru's appearance was too eye-catching, especially her long blue hair. No matter where she went, her head-turning rate was 100%.
This made Rimuru feel a bit uncomfortable and extremely awkward.
However, her combat power was off the charts, so she still felt a strong sense of security.
Along the way, there were even men in suits who approached her, claiming to be talent scouts from some Hollywood agency. They said they were captivated by her beauty and believed she had the potential to become a superstar, inviting her to join their company to be groomed as one.
Rimuru just chuckled. Did they really take her for an ignorant little girl?
Who still uses "talent scouts" these days?
Even if they exist, nine out of ten are colleagues from the island nation's red-light district film industry.
After the talent scout, various other people tried approaching her.
In short, by the time the subway ride was over, Rimuru's patience had been worn thin.
Honestly, what should someone do when they're too cute?
Her trip was a bit long, passing through more than ten stations. With people constantly coming and going, Rimuru slowly felt something was wrong.
There were simply too many "men in black" wearing suits, and more importantly, their gazes always subtly fell on her.
Unlike the curious looks from before, these eyes carried a strong aggressiveness—though they concealed it well.
But to Rimuru, it was like a flashing neon sign.
Especially when she saw the man with the receding hairline—Rimuru instantly understood who these people were.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents!?
To be honest, Rimuru was a bit speechless.
In the Marvel Universe, S.H.I.E.L.D. is unavoidable; Rimuru had been mentally prepared for this.
But what confused her was that she hadn't even started causing trouble yet, and S.H.I.E.L.D. was already knocking on her door.
Seriously, is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s surveillance really that strong? Could they even know if a random black uncle went missing in Africa?
But Rimuru quickly understood.
She was probably dragged into this because of Tony Stark; Stark Industries was practically infiltrated like a sieve by S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents.
But even so, Iron Monger and the Mark suit already brawled in the streets, and Coulson was still investigating how Tony escaped from the terrorists.
S.H.I.E.L.D.—or rather, Hydra—was actually just so-so!
Rimuru was more inclined to cooperate with S.H.I.E.L.D., but she would definitely not accept being recruited.
As for now, she might as well make some noise. The more trouble she stirred, the better her bargaining power with Egghead later.
Look at Thor. After showing overwhelming power, his little brother caused chaos on Earth and even led the Chitauri army in an invasion.
And how did S.H.I.E.L.D. handle it?
They let Thor take Loki back to Asgard, and even included the Tesseract that originally belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.H.I.E.L.D. used its own resources to curry favor with Asgard—cough, cough.
Therefore, strength was important. Extremely important.
Paralysis Breath.
Rimuru quietly released paralyzing gas. The train car was an enclosed space, making the effect perfect.
A few seconds later—
Bang, bang, bang!
Bodies dropped one after another. Even Level Eight Agent Coulson's vision went dark, and he collapsed face-first toward the subway floor.
Looking at the Agents lying neatly on the ground, Rimuru was delighted.
Agents, huh? Honestly, it was her first time seeing live ones!
Then Rimuru pulled an oil-based pen out of her stomach and began her artistic masterpiece on Coulson's face and head.
Dark circles, tiny turtles, turtle eggs…
But she didn't stop there. Rimuru also kindly moved the Agents onto chairs, pairing them up so they could "comfort each other."
When they opened their eyes, the first thing they'd see would definitely be each other's sleeping faces.
Stepping out of the subway station, Rimuru felt refreshed and incredibly comfortable.
Shortly after she left, passengers entered the train car—and a few seconds later, the shouting began.
WTF!?
My eyes! I'm going to get a sty!
Is this the decay of morality or the distortion of human nature?
Once someone grows used to extravagance, it's hard to go back. After staying in the wealthy villa for several days, Rimuru's horizons had expanded infinitely.
Plus, she now had some spare money, future dividends from Stark Industries, and income from the Recovery Potion, "Elixir of the Goddess of Life."
If conditions allowed, she naturally had to treat herself better—she wasn't a masochist.
After considering everything, Rimuru ultimately chose to buy a villa on Long Island, New York.
The reason was simple: it was far away from the city.
In the Marvel Universe, New York is one of the most dangerous—if not the most dangerous—cities.
If a villa worth over a hundred million dollars got flattened by aliens, she would cry her heart out.
Long Island is surrounded by water on three sides. Though called an island, it's actually a peninsula, with Brooklyn and Queens to its west. The transportation was very convenient.
By buying a villa on Long Island, she'd actually become neighbors with the Little Spider!
Long Island has a temperate oceanic climate, covered in forests, and is recognized as one of the most livable regions.
Many wealthy people settled there, and the services on the island were top-tier.
Jane was the real estate agent Pepper specifically chose for Rimuru—showing just how much thought Pepper put into this.
Led by Jane, Rimuru soon arrived in the luxurious villa district.
From afar, lush forests stretched endlessly, with villas nestled among the greenery. The architecture blended harmoniously with nature.
Vehicles cruised along wide asphalt roads lined with tall palm trees. The seawater nearby sparkled, radiating tranquility and leisure.
The villa Jane recommended was a high-end European-style mansion, situated on over a thousand square meters of land.
Gardens, lawns, swimming pools—everything was included.
Approaching the villa, Rimuru immediately felt moved. This place was truly, truly beautiful.
In her past life, she wouldn't even dare dream of such a mansion.
The house was big—two stories, fully stone-decorated, even exuding a hint of castle-like charm.
It had more than twenty rooms: a studio, movie theater, gym, library, and even an underground wine cellar.
All the furniture was complete and ready for immediate move-in.
For Rimuru, the only regret was that the house was too big, and she was just one person.
Living alone in such a huge place might feel empty, lonely, and cold.
But when she saw the studio, Rimuru's interest skyrocketed.
The studio was massive—not much smaller than Tony's laboratory.
To do good work, one must first sharpen their tools. She was determined to create weapon girls—so how could her lab not be big enough?
Rimuru immediately decided to buy this villa.
Since Jane was Pepper's trusted agent, she gave Rimuru an internal, fair price of ninety-three million dollars.
This was one-tenth of Rimuru's current total assets; she could practically feel her heart bleeding.
But since she had made up her mind, she wouldn't regret it.
Of course, paying in full was impossible; she chose installments.
After such a huge transaction, Agent Jane's face was glowing with joy.
Under her meticulous arrangements, chefs, gardeners, cleaners, and security personnel were all taken care of.
It had to be said—once someone has money, life truly becomes as comfortable and luxurious as they want.
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