Marvel, who rescued him? !

Don't kid me! !

The hope that originally arose in my heart dimmed again.

You also said that I am not crazy!

I'm hallucinating!

tired!

Destroy it!

Am I crazy?

system! answer me!

【I am here】

Taylor was stunned.

He quickly calmed down and asked: System dad, what are you doing?

A voice similar to his own but slightly robotic sounded in his mind.

[From a scientific perspective, I cannot transform matter. From a thinking perspective, I cannot enrich the spirit. I...have no use whatsoever. 】

So this system can only chat with me, right?

[Psychologically speaking, I can't chat with you. The person I'm talking to right now is you. 】

Taylor:…

?

What do you mean?

[I was originally part of your mind, but you thought I really existed, so I was born. 】

What if, I think you can help me get out of this place?

[I am of no use, all power comes from yourself. 】

I understand! I am looking for the power of thinking! All the previous negative emotions were gone, and Taylor wanted to jump up and dance a ballet in front of the bed.

As for being caught on surveillance, it doesn't matter whether he is social or not.

The important thing is that the golden finger really exists.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

I asked the system expectantly: What should I do?

【do not know. 】

have no idea? How could you not know? Why don't you ask the magical conch?

It was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky hitting Taylor on the head.

I came to the Marvel world, met Natasha, Coulson and Nick, and gained super powers.

But, is my superpower schizophrenia?

Sure enough, a psychiatric hospital is more suitable for me.

[Your ability is not schizophrenia]

Huh~

I should still be happy, right?

[Yes, just like you are happy in your heart right now. 】

Okay, press the corners of your raised lips.

First of all, he has an ability, the ability to have a system if he wants it.

So what does he want for an apple now?

Just do it.

I settled down and stared at my hands. After 15 minutes, my eyes were almost dry, but nothing happened.

Maybe it's a little too hard to get an apple.

How about a Newton!

……

After working hard for a long time, the only thing I gained was that I wasted half a day.

Taylor collapsed on the bed and counted the cracks in the ceiling.

Talk to the system in your mind.

Are you really my creation? What's the principle?

[Unknown principle]

Taylor's mouth twitched, why don't you know anything!

As a system, you should know this! !

After thinking about this, along with the roaring sound in his mind, his whole brain felt a stinging pain like needles.

While waves of dizziness hit, a mechanical sound sounded again.

【I see. 】

[Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou. 】

[Did Stan Lee create the Marvel world in his mind, or did the stories of the Marvel world project into Stan Lee's mind? 】

[Everything we see now is actually a three-dimensional projection of a two-dimensional world. Characters created from novels, comics, animations, and movies unfold to form stories, and stories build the world]

[Just like the chip in a credit card, everything in three dimensions can be described in two dimensions. 】

[This world is the result of a kind of stereoscopic projection. 】

[And people in our world can rewrite the reality of this world to a certain extent. 】

???

What do you mean?

[The author did not create this character, but this character originally existed in every parallel world. With just a slight push from the creator, the audience saw the life of a new character in another world. 】

The pain in his brain almost made it impossible for Taylor to think. His face turned red from holding back, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. He forced himself to sit up from the bed.

The characters in each story exist in every parallel world, just like there are different versions of Sun Wukong, but in this world, they are not the protagonists, they are inactive or struggling, and in the end they are reduced to a wisp of dust.

[And our ability is to let them regain the glory of another world. 】

An almost imperceptible blue light lights up on the index finger of his right hand, and black lines form words in front of his eyes. Lines appear, derived animations, and then projected into a movie, and then the movie screen gradually...

The sound of machinery vibrated in my mind.

[Inspiration creates stories, and stories rewrite reality. 】

"what!"

When Taylor couldn't help but scream, the SHIELD agents who had already realized that something was wrong immediately rushed in.

The leader, wearing a white coat, took a few steps quickly, held Taylor's head and neck, and helped him lie down on the bed.

"Oh, kid, how do you feel?"

He calmly waved to the other agents.

Gilder smiled, opened Taylor's eyelids, and looked into his bloodshot eyes.

"This is probably an intermittent headache caused by blood vessels and nerves. Believe me, it's nothing serious. You can tell by the way I dress. I'm a doctor. Although I'm a forensic doctor, the people I've operated on have never given me bad treatment. Comment.”

As he spoke, Gilder stood up and showed off his white coat, but he wore sunglasses, short hair and a gray beard. He was about 1.7 meters tall and had an out-of-shape figure. He looked more like a chef than a doctor.

Then Taylor's vision went dark and he fainted.

Pulling out the sedative, Gilder threw the syringe into the trash can beside the bed with a very relaxed tone.

"This is probably due to some mental disorder after being severely stimulated. It's not a big problem."

The agent behind him rolled his eyes, squatted down and took out the garbage bag from the trash can.

"You quack."

"Ha~" Gilder sneered.

"That's right~ I may be better at handling your corpse than medical skills."

After patting Taylor's head and seeing that Taylor was breathing evenly and falling asleep, Gilder put a mobile phone next to his pillow and stood up.

"Although we can't find it, the Life Foundation definitely holds the secret about him, and we may be able to get him to show up as a victim."

Another agent mused.

"Yes, he is actually part of the evidence."

"No, I mean that the Life Foundation will definitely kill people and silence them. We are not afraid of their actions, but they are afraid that they will not move. Only when they move will we find a flaw, and then we can know what secrets this kid has."

Pete nodded, having no problem with that.

"There is another possibility. This kid doesn't have any secrets. He is an experimental subject captured by the Life Foundation."

Gilder was stunned for a moment and immediately retorted.

"This is impossible! Director Nick has applied for equipment and is preparing to conduct the most comprehensive examination on him. The Life Foundation is definitely preparing to take action. We just need to let the news out that he is still alive."

However, in that shootout, all the personnel of the Life Foundation who knew about Taylor's existence went to see God. The overseas buyers only knew that they had caught a person who suddenly appeared, and they did not even know what Taylor looked like...