Sometime in May 2008.
In a desert next to a small town called Kolami, in the southern part of Kunar Province, western Afghanistan, this particular time and place is very famous in every Universe.
This small, arid desert in Central Asia is more than ten kilometers from the nearest village in Afghanistan and only twenty-odd kilometers from the Pakistan border.
Under Afghanistan’s millennia-old mountainous and desert environment, the scorching Sun overhead mercilessly bakes everything in the desert like a furnace.
The dry, hot breeze, devoid of any moisture on the continent, lazily stirs the unchanging yellow sand and gravel of this desert and this graveyard of empires.
Under the evaporation of over 40-degree Celsius heat, the light in the air constantly twists like smoke plumes and water ripples.
Done.
Cough!
In other words, it’s time again for our Comrade Tony Stark to burst out of the nearby Afghanistan cave, clad in his iron can, to play a battle royale with the lucky audience of the Ten Rings Gang.
Just as Stark, this wealthy dog, is about to make his move.
A high-pitched melody, played by cello and electronic instruments, suddenly resonated across the desert sky, which had been silent for thousands of years.
It was the exclusive BGM of Wonder Woman, familiar to all Transmigrators—”Is She With You.”
As the showy BGM echoed across the sky.
A certain Transmigrator, who had been living in the Marvel Universe for 6 years, officially entered the scene.
Amidst a series of ‘poof-poof-poof’ sonic booms in the air.
And at the tip of a milky-white, conical sonic boom cloud forming straight down from the sky.
Accompanied by booming air explosions.
And a thunderous roar amidst the massive BGM.
Bang!~!!!
The sky-high yellow sand and dust in the Afghanistan desert spread everywhere with this huge impact.
The loud noise and the BGM abruptly ceased.
The object in the milky-white sonic boom cloud smashed a ten-meter-wide crater in the center of the desert.
In the dust and the large pit, a tiny figure knelt on one knee, one hand on the ground, the other naturally sweeping back.
Amidst the flying dust, she completed a standard superhero landing.
Her short stature.
A cute pair of Minion-style denim overalls.
A plaid scarf around her neck.
A long red cape.
And a large net bag full of items trailing behind her.
Plus, hidden inside the cape.
After landing, it was secretly paused by someone’s small hand, specially used for playing songs, after modification, the volume increased!
Increased!
And increased again…
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This little brat in the big pit now stands with hands on hips.
A proud expression.
Looking like ‘I am a superhero.’
‘I am Superman.’
‘I have the Man of Steel!’
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This incredibly smug expression and confidence all demonstrate her extraordinary talent, unique bone structure, and the essential’shameless boss’ demeanor and professional qualities that all Transmigrators need to succeed.
This little brat, who flew all the way from Kansas, U.S., and struck a pose in the crater, admiring herself.
Is none other than student Broughton Kelly, who has been living in the Marvel Universe.
As Miss Anna, a seasoned (6 years old, crossed out) veteran driver who has lived in the Marvel Universe for 6 years, her current appearance in Afghanistan to show off naturally has a special purpose.
One must know that the current time and place in the Marvel Universe is a crucial point for the beginning of superheroes, attracting widespread attention and numerous powerful figures.
Not to mention the traditional big shots on Earth like Sorcerer Ancient One and Allfather Odin, even in the river of time, big shots like the Marvel Universe’s Five Great Gods and the Living Tribunal are currently peeking here.
Her urgent flight here is primarily to gain some of Stark’s popularity in front of the peeking big shots.
Whether it’s headlines or not, that’s secondary.
At the very least, she wants to get a familiar face in front of the big shots, so it’ll be easier to cause trouble later, right?
At the very least, when dealing with Infinity Stones in the future, she hopes the big shots will turn a blind eye.
Otherwise, if you don’t first make an appearance in front of the big shots and increase your favorability, or complete some faction quests.
Then in future Marvel events, how would they know who this suddenly appearing person is, right?
Otherwise, if a Transmigrator just rushes over, especially a Marvel Universe unregistered black market resident, wouldn’t they be instantly killed by the big shots?
And her second purpose for eagerly running here is actually the same as those Transmigrator predecessors who sneak around in other Worlds like little mice, constantly causing trouble, picking up bargains, and grabbing benefits.
Like old farmers, sitting in the Afghanistan desert, eagerly playing the legendary ‘waiting for a windfall’ game, hoping to get rich overnight.
Waiting for a big ‘pie’ to fall from the sky in Afghanistan, or for a Stark to drop down so she can shear some wool and go home for the New Year.
Anyway, taking advantage of this opportunity to make a quick buck is too easy for someone of her caliber.
This is usually a novice mission for Marvel Transmigrators.
It’s a piece of cake.
In fact, this act of preying on a wealthy individual in the Afghanistan desert is much like the opportunistic ‘hyenas’ on the African savanna.
However, Miss Anna, this ‘hyena’ who picks up bargains, as Transmigrators call it, is a bit unqualified at the moment.
However, Miss Anna, this ‘hyena’ who picks up bargains, as Transmigrators call it, is a bit unqualified at the moment.
Of course, it might also be because this little ‘hyena’ Transmigrator, tailing in the Afghanistan desert, might not have been weaned yet, or is still wet behind the ears.
Miss Anna, full of excitement, flew all the way from Kansas, U.S., with a net bag full of goods.
Due to her 6-year-old loli body, she only waited dryly for a few minutes.
She didn’t see the wealthy dog in the cave a few kilometers away activate the Mark 1 armor to escape…
Nor did she see anything called Stark falling from the sky…
Then, extremely bored, she became incredibly drowsy under the scorching Afghanistan Sun and the stuffy, barbecue-like breeze.
Then, with a plop…
She flopped onto a small lounge chair she pulled out of her net bag and fell sound asleep.
Combining the drool flowing from the corner of her mouth with her intention to gain benefits from Stark.
Little Anna truly began to have a literal ‘daydream’ of a qualified Transmigrator in this Afghanistan desert.
…
And because she’s now round and plump all over.
Plus her chubby, baby-fat cheeks, and those short, plump little legs that could rival Kanna-chan the Dragon Maid.
A messy mop of golden long hair haphazardly tied behind her head.
Drooling at the corner of her mouth.
Loud snoring.
A cute, sunny, beautiful girl form.
And her domineering, spread-eagled, tiny body sleeping soundly like a glutinous rice ball spirit.
Plus the Hello Kitty schoolbag in the net bag she tossed aside, with elementary school textbooks peeking out from the seams…
All indicate the sad reality that this little Transmigrator ‘hyena,’ who came to pick up bargains from the escaping Stark, hoping to get rich overnight, is only 6 years old and currently attending third grade in a rural elementary school in Kansas.
Alas, in this materialistic and cold-hearted society, only XX can still…
Pah!~
Life is hard, little loli sighs at 6 years old.
It has nothing to do with breasts at all!