Chapter 5: The Choice of Fate

Stealth operations of this kind can only be carried out around noon, as trouble tends to arise in the morning and evening. Ang's hand was steady as he used a dagger to cut open the lifelike synthetic biological material wrapped around the neck of the Black Canary, revealing her face underneath. When she revealed a face that was no less stunning than Miss Anna's, the air seemed to thicken with a stronger sense of danger.

In the past, Ang might not have been able to intimidate the Black Canary, but killing so many members of the Joker's gang had transformed him from an "ordinary" rich heir into a ruthless individual who valued human life no more than grass. Furthermore, he had managed to intimidate the Black Canary, who had been recently promoted by the Black Mask due to her recent performance.

Before this incident, she was just a girl who sang at nightclubs. Even though she had been forced into this secret infiltration mission, her only intention was to control Ang and retrieve the "thing" Ang had stolen. Unfortunately, all her plans fell apart at the second step. She and the Black Mask couldn't understand—how could such a seemingly useless playboy possess such keen insight and astute judgment?

Ang couldn't explain either. As soon as she arrived, the system popped up: [Black Canary Dinah * Lance (Disguise Mode)]. It seemed that the system could easily recognize beings he was familiar with.

In the eyes of the bodyguards, things were different. Louis's gaze was full of admiration. He was diligent: "Team A, come to the pool immediately. A Level B incident has occurred." Four bodyguards were assigned—two to guard Ang, one to control the Black Canary, and the other aimed his gun at the old butler, Frank. "Mr. Frank, do you have anything to say?"

"I... I don't know..." Faced with the menacing M4 rifle barrel, the old butler's brain seemed to freeze. It was Ang who gestured, "Don't blame him, the Black Mask has hypnotic abilities. Maybe he was just hypnotized. Take him away, watch over him carefully, and don't harm him." The arriving guards followed her orders. Everyone knew that Mr. Butler was done for. Whether he was hypnotized or not, he would bear the blame, enough to end his career.

Ang continued instructing, "As for this Black Canary lady, she can harm people with ultrasonic waves. Put her in restraints to ensure she can't use her beautiful voice, and keep her under the highest level of confinement." "Yes, Boss!"

Black Canary widened her eyes as if she couldn't believe she was being treated this way. Before becoming a female spy, she was a pillar of the Black Mask Club, quite famous in the entire area. With her looks and figure, if her boss wasn't the Black Mask, anyone interested in her could have spanned the entire East District, all the way to the port. Even so, most of those who coveted her beauty would be frightened by the Black Mask, but occasionally there were those who didn't know their limits. She had been harassed by a drunkard who tried to lock her in the restroom and had accidentally beaten him up, revealing her impressive fighting skills, which led to the attention of the boss.

She knew very well how ruthless the men in Gotham City were toward women. In the club, a vice singer who dressed too conservatively was unable to captivate the audience's attention, so [The Black Mask] felt she couldn't do her job and had a fit in front of dozens of people. He almost tore all her clothes to shreds in public, leaving her shivering and singing vulgar songs. Before the accident, she had already considered the worst-case scenario. Now, it didn't seem so bad?

In a different time, Ang might have had some wicked thoughts, but just as this small disturbance was coming to an end, a bodyguard suddenly approached, "Boss, 'that person' seems to be waking up." "Oh?" This was an unexpected joy. After several days of tasks, Ang was finally making progress. Excusing himself from the others, Ang looked at the miraculous Wonder Woman lying on the clean hospital bed. She hadn't suffered any external injuries; the reason she had been unconscious for so many days was entirely her own doing. As the fluctuations on the electrocardiogram and other instruments became more pronounced, the long eyelashes of Wonder Woman finally twitched. When she opened her deep black eyes, the first thing she saw was Ang's handsome face.

"Are you awake?" Ang sat in a chair about two meters away from Wonder Woman, his hands interlocked, supporting his chin. In psychology, this would create a sense of distance that would lead to a feeling of security. Wonder Woman's response was quite unique, "Wow! A man?" As soon as she spoke, Ang was instantly delighted: Wow! This is the original Wonder Woman. Jackpot!

Ang didn't know exactly which point in time this somewhat chaotic world had reached, but there was no doubt that the freshly arrived Wonder Woman had the most potential to be won over. Ang displayed a confident smile and patted his chest, "Oh, beautiful lady, do you mean to say that I'm your man?" He didn't know why he had said that. Perhaps it was because of the Black Canary or maybe Wonder Woman, both were the red confidantes of Batman in DC Comics. Even if he just flirted a bit, he would have a sense of guilty pleasure, feeling like "I'm the one doing the hanky-panky."

Wonder Woman didn't respond to his words but blinked her watery eyes, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"No worries!" Ang waved his hand, "Let me introduce myself first. I'm Ang. Four days ago, in the middle of the night, I suddenly found you falling from a strange... almost like a spatial portal. Your appearance actually alarmed quite a few evildoers. I didn't know how to handle it, so forgive me for taking you away on my own initiative and protecting you."

As he finished speaking, he walked over, "Very naturally," extending his slightly trembling hand as if he was going to shake hands with Wonder Woman. This wasn't acting. Even though at this moment, Ang was about 80% sure that this Wonder Woman probably wasn't turned evil, he still wasn't certain.

"I'm Diana * Prince!" She hesitated for a moment, then smiled and reached out her hand gently, shaking Ang's hand with a very delicate grip. But she changed the topic skillfully, "Are you afraid?"

"Yes, I am afraid!" Ang didn't deny it, "Facing a visitor from another world, any normal person would be afraid."

"I am human."

He thought she didn't know. She thought he didn't know. It was very interesting; both sides were subtly hiding something. The tense atmosphere began to dissolve due to the positive interactions from both sides.

After letting go of their hands, Ang asked, "Can I sit a bit closer?"

Diana gestured, "Sure, I won't hurt you." This wasn't a lie. If she punched him, Ang might die. Cough! Be confident, just remove the word "might."

Ang brought the chair closer to the bed and sat down, "Should I ask first, or should you?"

Diana quickly assessed each other's situation, "You go first, Mr. Ang."

"Miss Prince, where... do you come from?"

"I think you already know." Diana's perception was very sharp.

"I have a general idea, but I'm not certain. The bronze armor you're wearing is an artifact to me. Only the ancient Greeks from over two thousand years ago used bronze armor. And your attire resembles the Amazon warriors from mythical legends..."

"Yes! I am an Amazon! I come from a place called Themyscira. My homeland is besieged by the servants of the War God Ares, who pilot enormous metal warships. They are on the brink of destroying our home. I crossed through space to come here, seeking help." Diana spoke frankly.

"Metal warships?" Ang pretended to take out a tablet computer, projecting images onto the room's screen. This naturally earned a surprised exclamation from Wonder Woman.

"These... aren't real?"

"Uh, these are like illustrations, uh, advanced murals," Ang explained as best as he could. She quickly accepted all this.

Ang opened a web search engine and went from modern aircraft carriers to modern warships, then intentionally or unintentionally shifted to World War I German warships...

"Right! That's it! They're just like this! They're outside Themyscira, preparing to invade our homeland. There are twelve of them..." Diana's tone held a hint of mystery. "So, Mr. Ang, for someone as weak as me, you have two options: either kill me to please Ares and his followers, or help me find a hero who can stand against the War God Ares."

With Diana's words, Ang's system sprung to life: [The Choice of Fate: The host can choose to kill the weakened Wonder Woman to please Ares, which may trigger the (War God System); or help me and join Wonder Woman's camp, gaining the (Slayer of Gods System).]

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