"Eh, there seems to be an interesting guest in the town. Oh, there's more than one!”
In an ordinary room in Maple Leaf Town, a Chinese man in his 20s walked out.
He looked a little lazy with a lazy smile on his face, as if he had discovered something very interesting. His dark eyes revealed an interested expression.
"Oh, Natasha Romanov, Grant Ward?”
"It seems that we have already arrived in the twentieth century.”
" Aiyaya, I overslept. I seem to have missed something interesting. Kree, Skrull, I really want to study them, but it seems that S.H.I.E.L.D. still has some stock."”
"Okay, I'll go take a look when I have the chance."
"My lovely town names, it seems like a new batch of qualified lackeys.”
"I've already strengthened your ability. Why did you still fail?”
"Sigh, what a pity. But now I can be called a god, right?”
"I wonder what kind of interesting things this world can bring me.”
"Then, release the sealed memories. I'm going to start causing trouble!”
The man chuckled as if he had made a decision.
If someone could see this man now, they would definitely realize that although the man was smiling and talking to himself, it was like some kind of disguise. There was no emotion in his eyes.
He was like a creator and a savior. He could be all things, and all things could be him. He was holy, and his eyes were filled with absolute rationality and coldness, even when he said those words just now.
Those words seemed to be said for the sake of saying, and not from the expression of feelings.
That was because you would not think of him as a human, but a machine without any emotions, so cold that it did not contain a trace of humanity…
However, in the next second, his eyes regained their liveliness and emotions.
At this moment, the laziness was real.
"Aiyaya, I slept for so long.”
"Hehe, but the feeling of becoming stronger through AFK Farming is very good.”
"You must be very curious about what cheat I have. Don't look at others.”
"I'm talking about you, the super handsome b * stard who's reading a novel. What? You don't want to know?”
"Yes, it would be even better if you vote for me as a flower. How long I can survive in this world depends on you.”
Let me introduce myself first.
[Special Ability: Superbrain (World Brain (Range Version))]
Ahem, you know how many codes a programmer needs. That's why I chose to hack and seal all my emotions into the code, using absolute rationality to control my body.
This was definitely not slacking off. After all, how could it be considered slacking off if I used my own body to do things?
And now, I succeeded.
The number of codes had already accumulated to 1%…
This means that I can be called a god and do many things.
For example, my current physical fitness is equivalent to five Captain America's.
What? Captain America has become a unit of measurement. This isn't good. There's nothing bad about it. After all, Captain America has become an old popsicle. When he comes out, he won't be able to beat me.
Speaking of which, there was a code in Steve's body that left a deep impression on me.
I remember that I gave that code to his good friend Baki to copy. I don't know if it will affect him, but it doesn't matter.
As for why I'm thanking him, I'll tell you that I gave Coppy a copy of the genetic effect of Steve becoming Captain America.
It seemed like I had let it slip, but it didn't matter. I thanked him, didn't I? This means that I'm a good person, right?
Taking without telling is called stealing?
No one knows Marvel better than me.
You call me shameless?
Hehe, I'll take it that you're praising me.
What? Don't deny it. This is slander, do you know that?
It was illegal to slander a person, and it was even more so to slander a god.
"Alright, alright, whatever you say. You can't do anything to me anyway!”
Alright, let's talk about my abilities. I'm a god, a true god. Within the range of my arrangements, no one's thoughts and thoughts can escape my mind, including the deep memories that you might even forget.
" Eh, although the range is limited, and it's only within the boundaries of Maple Leaf Town, don't treat bean buns as rations. At least within this range, I'm a god, an absolute god.
Although I can't touch the soul at the moment.
But trust me, I can control anyone to do anything within my range, and he still has his own consciousness.
" It's amazing, isn't it? Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. The story is about to continue. Let me see what kind of unbelievable expression Natasha will show in front of my lackeys, cough cough, cute town names."
Isn't this a great sense of accomplishment? After all, this is all my masterpiece.
As for Grant Ward, he was not as interesting as Natasha.
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