"Moke…"Hey, Moke, wake up ~"
The sudden slight shaking and sound woke up the sleeping Moke.
"What are you making so much noise for? It's only a few hours now!" A helpless mutter that sounded a little grumpy after waking up rang out. Moke, who was lying on the soft bed, opened his eyes with a dazed look.
“...”
？？？
Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling in front of him, Moke's slightly exquisite face was slightly stunned. His still unconscious consciousness immediately gathered.
When did he install such a fancy crystal chandelier on the ceiling of his bedroom?
Moreover, why was the bed that he had slept in for more than two years so soft?
"Moke, little rascal…Wake up!"
As the unfamiliar yet familiar words rang out, Moke instantly stood up. He sat up straight as if he was in a state of shock from a dying illness. When he saw the slightly obese behemoth by the bed, Moke's pupils constricted slightly.
"Hogan…Uncle?"
Strange yet familiar memories filled his entire mind in an instant. The sudden and chaotic memories caused Moke's brain to temporarily shut down, and he couldn't help but mutter.
Uncle Hogan?
What was he talking about?
Why did he speak English?
And... When did I have an uncle?
Speaking of which, who was this middle-aged man who looked extremely familiar yet extremely unfamiliar?
Happy Hogan.
When the messy memories in his mind were gradually adapted and digested, Moke's eyes darkened slightly.
Happy Hogan. His full name was Harold Joseph Happy Hogan!
Of course, some people might not be familiar with this name. If he changed the way he opened it, many people might know it.
Famous Playboy: Tony Stark's driver, bodyguard, friend, and later Stark's head of industrial security, Happy Hogan!
Oh, cool ~
After digesting the memories in his mind and seeing this 'real' Happy appear in front of Moke, Moke only had one sentence in his heart.
As for why?
Tony Stark, Iron Man,
this is Marvel,
isn't that bad enough?
After spending a few seconds sorting out the memories in his mind, Moke lowered his head speechlessly.
Although there was not much evidence, the person in front of him, the changes in the room, and the additional memories in his mind undoubtedly no longer told him a fact that had yet to be completely confirmed.
He had transmigrated ~
Which god did he offend? Somehow, he woke up to Marvel?
Even if he was going to transmigrate, could he not inform him in advance?
Even if they didn't inform him, they shouldn't leave him in this extremely dangerous world. He was just an ordinary person. Other than having a handsome face like the readers, he had almost no 'specialty'.
Just like that, he came to this super dangerous world rashly. Who knew that he would suddenly die one day, and it was the kind that had no warning at all
!
"Moke, are you alright?" Seeing that his nephew did not speak for a long time, Happy's heart skipped a beat."If you're really sleepy, it's fine to sleep for a few more hours. It's just that the nanny will have to teach you to get up!”
"I'm fine, Hapi..." Although it was a little stiff, Moke still called out the word "uncle.""I just woke up a little groggy. I'll be fine after a while.”
Happy relaxed slightly and said softly,""Okay, Moke, take your time. Uncle, my vacation is over. I have to go to work today. Remember to take good care of yourself at home, okay?”
"You just came out of the hospital. The doctor said that you've almost recovered. You should exercise a little these few days, but not too much.”
"Also, remember to go to the hospital for a follow-up. This is very important, understand?”
"If there's any problem, ask Eva to help you settle it. If there's anything she can't handle, remember to call me.”
"Do you understand?"
"I understand, Happy…Uncle, I will!" Moke quietly listened to the cheap uncle in front of him giving out a lot of instructions like a cannon. He nodded gently.
"Alright, you rest first. I'll leave first.”Happy nodded slightly, then turned around and walked out of the door, closing the door as gently as possible.
The sound of the door closing could be heard. Moke raised his hand and rubbed his slightly swollen head before lying down again.
"What's going on?"
Moke sighed helplessly and closed his eyes to sort out the memories that had just been digested.
Moke Hogan, Happy Hogan's nephew, was killed by the free folk on a street in New York that was not very famous a week ago. He was suddenly involved in a gang fight and knocked down a bunch of people who rushed up. A stray bullet that came from nowhere hit his chest, grazed his heart and pierced his body. He narrowly escaped death.
"Moke? Fortunately, my name hasn't changed much. It's just an additional extension. In addition, am I Soul Transference?”
After sorting out the memories in his mind, Moke stood up and looked around. He then walked into the bathroom in the bedroom and found the only mirror.
"Black hair, black eyes, and that familiar face. His height doesn't seem to have changed. Or was it some kind of awakening of memories from his previous life?”
As if recalling something, Moke lifted his pajamas and looked carefully at the corresponding position of his heart in the mirror.
"No bullet marks?"
Looking at his body that had no scars at all, Moke frowned."Didn't you get shot by a stray bullet? Why isn't there even a scar?"
"In that case…Wearing? But how could he explain the memories in his head?”
The memories in his mind that seemed to have been experienced personally could not be faked. Moreover, this fluent English that he did not know before was something that he did not have in the past.
However, at this moment, he did not seem to feel any discomfort in his body. He did not feel weak like he had just recovered from a serious illness. Not only that, but he also felt quite fulfilled
.”Since his thoughts were fruitless, Moke did not dwell too much on this issue.
After all, transmigration was not scientific. What could an ordinary person like him explain?
The important thing was that he was now in the Marvel Universe, so how to survive was the problem.
The most important thing now was to figure out which universe he was in. After all, there were too many universes under the Marvel concept. There were many reboots, and it was almost the same for a period of time.
And among them, some of the universes were extremely dangerous, while some were 'relatively' safe.
Of course, this was just picking the short one among the tall ones. No universe related to Marvel was truly safe.
Even in the publicly acknowledged weakest movie universe, there was still a Purple Potato who conducted family planning in the entire universe.
If it was some high-risk comic universe, then he could just declare himself dead right now.
He sized himself up again, brushed his teeth, and wiped his face. Moke turned around and left the bathroom. He found the study in this strange yet familiar two-story detached villa and even found a computer that had not been turned off.
"Then... Let's start trying."
Sitting on the chair, he 'skillfully' opened the browsing engine and started searching for all the information that could be found on the internet.
Nearly five hours passed in a flash. Moke's hands let go of the keyboard and fell into deep thought.
There was no information on the internet about the Reunion, nor any information about mutants or espers. The time on the bottom right corner of the computer showed: January 12th, 2009.
However, there was news about the legendary Captain America, and there was also the existence of a memorial museum.
Another thing worth paying attention to was that Moke had found a video about monsters on a forum.
The video was dim and did not have much light. It seemed to be filmed in a residential area. The loudest and most frequent sounds in the video were all kinds of gunshots, grenades, and various bombs. Occasionally, there was a monster-like roar.
The video was shot in 2006!
Combined with this information, Moke dared to make a bold guess that the guy who was being discussed in the forum was definitely that stupid and cute big green guy.
Hulk!
It had to be said that this website was amazing. It had not been 404…
"No magical four heroes, no mutants, no people, no people"
"In that case, there's a high chance that it's an MCU?”
"However, we can't rule out other possibilities. There's still too little information at the moment.”
Although he said that, Moke still hoped that the universe he was in was the MCUs.
After all, the danger level of this universe could be said to be the lowest among all the Marvel Universes.
Even though the Purple Potato Seed was going to wipe out half of the universe's population in ten years, it was not impossible to avoid it. The safety factor was already humane enough for those high-risk universes.
He didn't need to be too afraid of snapping his fingers. Even if Moke didn't have any superpowers, as long as he could get his hands on the Pimu particles, the greatest danger wasn't as great as he had imagined.
"However, although I don't intend to become a superhero, I still have to have the foundation to settle down.”
"I'm Happy Hogan's nephew, so maybe I can benefit from this cheap uncle.”
"If this line doesn't work, then I can only try my luck at the Karma Taj. Of course, this is under the condition that there are no other options.”
Moke was still a little wary of the existence of the Supreme Venerable, Wizard Gu Yi.
Moreover, it was not safe for Karma Taj to be in the game. If this place was a manga universe, then the existence of Baron Mordo could not be ignored.
In the universe of comics with an erratic timeline, who knew if Dr. Strange or Baron Mordo existed at this time?
Perhaps today, it would be Dr. Strange, and tomorrow, it would be Dr. Strange.
The Marvel Universe was an extremely dangerous place, but as long as it was handled properly in some aspects, it should still be possible to get the foundation of life. It was just that the process might be a little bumpy.
With his current identity, he still had some control. After all, he was backed by Stark Industries.
While he was deep in thought, the door opened, and a soft voice suddenly sounded.
"Mr. Moke, do you need to prepare lunch?"”
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