American Comics: Health Practices Make Me Stronger, Starting with the Snow Wolf Armor

A year after transmigrating into a parallel Marvel universe, Ye Ming finds that the System's missions aren't about fighting Thanos. They're about doing push-ups, folding a thousand paper cranes, and drinking milk.

But the prizes he draws include the Snow Mastiff Armor, the Mutated Eight Unmatched Skills, and one outrageous magical artifact after another.

By day, he's the owner of a Chinese-style accessories shop, keeping Wanda and Quicksilver company as they slack off and grab a bite to eat.

By night, he puts on a mask and becomes the Night Angel. Severed limbs can be restored, souls can be captured, and anyone who dares to point a gun at him might not even see how they die.

While New York's underworld still wonders who the Night Angel, the arms dealer, and the secretive boss of the Tongji Society really are, Qing Huai has already turned all his secret identities into legends.

He won't join the Avengers, and he won't grovel before any hero.

Because from the start, he himself has been the most untouchable top-tier figure in New York.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.