American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"And then what?" An old man watched the two departing figures, his gaze settling on Nick, the only one remaining on the field.

"What 'and then'?" Nick looked at the old man, who had once made a name for himself in the banking industry, with a puzzled expression.

"We signed a contract. Shouldn't they help restore our lives? Like providing some kind of longevity potion! Are you just leaving like this?" The old man pointed to his still aged face.

"The contract will be executed. However, the added lifespan may not be in reality," Nick sighed. "Your understanding and insight into human nature and law have indeed allowed you to be successful in the past. But past experience is not applicable to those inhuman beings."

"What do you mean?" The old men raised their heads one by one.

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"The literal meaning. You care too much about lifespan. After guaranteeing this in the contract, you seem to have overlooked a lot," Nick said with a沉着脸 face. "I hope you can be more cautious in the future and not let inherent experience affect your judgment. This time, you're lucky. That being didn't intend to harvest your souls, but only wanted you to work for him.

So what he promised will still be given to you. Lifespan, power, position, new wealth! But these are not because he really values your abilities, but only to give face to the Supreme Mage and other collaborators."

Boom!

As Nick's words fell, an old man began to burn with a raging,森白色 ghostly white flame, followed by the second, the third, and finally, like a relay, the people on the field who had signed the contract began to burn.

In the flames, they opened their mouths with a miserable expression, but no sound came out. The flames burned on them for a full minute before slowly extinguishing. Those who were convulsing on the ground because of the pain of soul burning slowly stood up. They looked at each other, at least decades younger, with youthful faces and bodies restored. Feeling the long-lost vitality emerging within their bodies, they couldn't help but feel ecstatic in addition to lingering fear.

Nick ignored those who were still immersed in surprise. According to the information he obtained from Luke and the Mage King, when these people signed the contract, their souls had already been engraved with the power imprints of at least three powerful beings. Perhaps they would be more free, but perhaps they would be even more miserable than selling themselves to Mephisto alone.

But that had nothing to do with him. The matter was a foregone conclusion. Each party, including himself and S.H.I.E.L.D., had obtained what they wanted. The future was uncertain, but judging from the existing results, it was a win-win transaction.

"Agent Coulson." Nick, who walked out of the villa, saw Agent Phil Coulson guarding outside with his men at first glance. He came to the other party's side and called out the other party's name.

"Sir?" Agent Coulson's heart tightened when his superior suddenly called out his name with a touch of inexplicable emotion. He seriously thought about whether he had done anything recently that annoyed his superior, and then thought about whether his superior had any recent troubles, and then he immediately felt that the future was dark.

"Do you think we made the right deal?" Nick was thinking about things and didn't notice the subtle expression on his subordinate's face.

"Is it a talent trade?" Coulson had prepared himself for Nick to cut his recent vacation, add burdens to his shoulders, and kick his butt to send him on a business trip to some barren land, but he didn't expect the expected to not arrive. He felt very happy in his heart, and showed his signature friendly smile on his face.

"Talent trade? You're a good talker, Agent Coulson," Nick smiled and patted Coulson's shoulder.

"This is not coercion, is it? It's their own choice. If a transaction satisfies all participants and they all get what they want, then without involving anything else, just from the transaction itself, this is a successful transaction," Coulson thoughtfully comforted his superior. Even if he knew that his superior didn't need this kind of comfort at all, and that kind of emotion that affected him would only exist for a moment, it didn't prevent him from taking the opportunity to brush up his favor in front of his superior.

"This is indeed a successful transaction." Nick extinguished the inexplicable complex emotions in his heart, and patted Coulson's shoulder heavily again, and said to him kindly: "There is a meeting in Africa recently, and I can't spare the time. Prepare yourself and attend it on my behalf."

After speaking, Nick strode towards his car. Coulson, who was left behind by him, couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

...

Luke, who was being talked about in the hearts of Nick and others, was busy being a [coder]. In layman's terms, he was tinkering with his data dimensions according to his needs.

Compared to other dimensional gods who were taboo about other powerful people entering their own dimensions, Luke didn't seem to care. When the dimensions of all dimensional gods were closed, his data dimension was considered a semi-open dimension. He didn't mind someone sharing the convenience and power of the data dimension with him, provided that he could bring enough benefits to the data dimension or provide considerable assistance to the strength of the data dimension.

If you have to make an analogy, the data dimension is equivalent to a system, but Luke has provided development kits to many people, allowing them to compile their own [software] and upload it. Incidentally, the data dimension also helps solve storage, network and other problems.

System provider.

Cloud storage.

Platform provider.

Network supplier.

Energy bank, payment transaction provider.

Luke counted the uses that the data dimension could temporarily play, and even he himself was shocked. As the owner of the data dimension, there is no doubt that the strength of the data dimension is Luke's strength. And Luke chose a path that other dimensional gods had not taken.

Many hands make light work.

Luke couldn't help but look at a [asteroid] named Stark in the data dimension. Well, that was the territory that the data dimension had allocated for Stark's data, which belonged to Stark's [server]. Out of protection considerations, Stark also used the programming tools he had mastered with his authority to make his data security look indestructible.

Although this layer of protection seemed to Luke to be as weak as a piece of paper in reality. But he didn't intend to tear it apart, or go around it to peek at Stark's technical data or something, although doing this only required a thought from him.

For Luke, as long as you upload data and everything about yourself to the data dimension, that is itself an enhancement to the data dimension. It is also an enhancement to him.