Marvel, who rescued him? !

At this time, the Life Foundation is not as powerful as the future, but it is already a well-known consortium in the world.

And they hide even deeper. They have been committed to charity and public welfare, maintaining a good and positive image in front of the public, giving the homeless a warm home, and then taking them to taste juices of various colors.

At this time, the Life Foundation has not found symbiotes from the universe. It is a peaceful organization under the leadership of Carlton Drake. Of course, their only peaceful slogan is their slogan.

Carlton Drake believes that the world will inevitably move towards a nuclear holocaust caused by war, and after the destruction of civilization, he will work with his clients to create a new utopia.

To achieve this goal, he hired teams to steal advanced technologies from other companies, hired or directly kidnapped scientists, used homeless people for human research, and assisted foreign terrorist organizations in stealing military secrets.

The first three points may not be critical, as long as the Life Foundation pays taxes on time, but stealing military secrets is a bit too much!

So under the instruction, SHIELD, which had not yet changed its name, focused on him.

After a period of investigation, the research institute related to the stolen military secrets was finally identified. However, I didn't expect that Natasha's infiltration investigation would not go so smoothly this time.

After the explosion, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s operations team hurriedly rushed, but still only found a dilapidated ruins. There was no evidence in hand, and just relying on some conjectures could not threaten a capital force, so Nick turned his attention to Taylor.

Nick rubbed his fingers. According to the routine, he should have a document in his hand at this time, with Taylor's mugshot on it, clearly recording all the information about him, and it was more detailed than he knew.

But this time, he found nothing. Not to mention detailed information, there was no such person, not even a life record.

This boy looked like a monkey jumping out of a crack in the rocks.

Of course, it was precisely because of this that he was even more convinced that Taylor must have a secret.

In his hand, he recorded the general appearance of several homeless people described by Taylor. Coulson did not have any hope for this clue. Each homeless man was like a social island. Maybe until now, no one has noticed their disappearance. .

"Where is your home? I think your family and friends are all anxious, right? I can help you notify your family."

Coulson looked up and stared into Taylor's eyes with a smile.

From the corner of his eye, Nick's expression remained unchanged, his hands stopped moving, and he looked towards the two of them.

this! That's their biggest concern.

"I..." Taylor, who was about to answer, was stunned.

how to answer? Tell them I'm from another world? And your world is just a short-lived movie in ours? Or just make up an identity to test the secret agent king's business ability?

Every choice seems like a recipe for death.

Taylor's expression was a little bitter.

"……I have no idea……"

I didn't hear the answer I wanted to know.

This Taylor is definitely not a citizen from the other side of the world. He is either a smuggled black citizen or a trained agent.

The ball pen in his hand tapped the record book, his light gray eyes carefully examined Taylor's reaction, and he spoke softly.

"Why don't you know?"

Taylor opened his mouth before he could think of how to answer. Coulson lowered his head again and continued to ask questions in a relaxed tone.

"So, where did they catch you?"

"…on the street……"

"...Are there any landmark buildings around?"

"Yes, there are many tall buildings..."

"...Is there anyone around?"

"Yes, the homeless man who was arrested together..."

"..."

"Then have you met anyone in the institute?"

"I've seen it, black and white..."

Get rid of your money!

There’s just no way to ask!

With a forced smile still on his lips, Coulson put down the notebook in his hand.

"I have a general understanding of your situation. You can rest here for the time being. The forces that kidnapped you will probably take action against you. It is not safe outside. Of course, if you think of anything, you can contact me at any time."

"and many more!!!"

Looking at Colson who put down his notebook, Taylor quickly stopped him.

Could it be that he thought of something?

With a kind smile on his face again, Colson looked at Taylor with bright eyes.

"Can you give me a cell phone? I'm really going crazy."

Without a mobile phone, you would rather die!

The smile on Colson's face disappeared instantly. I almost took off my pants, and you're telling me this?

"Can……"

Having found nothing, Nick lost interest in staying and stood up first and walked out of the room.

Colson smiled lightly and said:

"After that, I will ask someone to bring it to you."

After the two left, Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the bed.

The ward is not big, just like the place where Captain America just woke up. There is nothing except a bed and a lamp.

But eavesdropping devices and cameras are probably all available.

Coming here is like escaping from one cell to another.

The only good thing is that the treatment has been improved. At least there is no longer a dirty toilet in front of the bed. What is more worth looking forward to is that I also have the right to play with my mobile phone.

He fell down on the bed and closed his eyes.

If... I had never made that wish when I saw the shooting star, wouldn't I have come here, and I wouldn't have seen someone die tragically in front of me.

Compared to a fantasy world, actually coming here is really a terrible nightmare.

If only I had the same possessions as my predecessors...

Wait, don’t I have the golden fingers of all time-travelers? Every time traveler should have his own system or portable grandfather!

My heart moved, and I shouted loudly in my heart: System?

hum-

Along with the tinnitus, a black line box the size of an eraser appeared in front of my eyes, and then slowly expanded to the size of a TV.

Lines formed the word "system" in the box, and then disappeared into lines.

The transparent box gradually solidified and turned into a light blue screen.

An empty screen.

……

what?

That's it?

and then?

Nothing left?

What use would I have to such a system! (fall)

Shouldn’t every system have a personal panel, system store, task management, skills and equipment, points lottery, etc.?

The system in front of me went blurry for a moment, and then when it reappeared, five function bars appeared below, including personal panel, system store, task management, skills and equipment, and points lottery.

Taylor:…

He clicked on the points lottery without any expectations. It was exactly as he thought, just with an extra name and no extra functions. He tried to check all the function bars and finally saw something different in the personal attributes.

[Personal attributes

Name: Taylor

Sex: Male

Nationality: Han

Marriage: Unmarried

Age: 16 years old

Height: 178CM

Political outlook: League members]

Taylor: 6, it’s too 6.