Marvel's lol system

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A famous person in the past life once said that if a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?

Now Ryan feels that at least half of himself has become a salted fish,

dream,

mission,

Target,

These words are actually very strange to him.

When I was an ordinary and mediocre public in my previous life, everyone's goal was very clear, to make money, make money, and make money again.

But in this life, because of the system, my starting point is much higher than that of many people. Although money is not easily available, it is no longer difficult to obtain it.

And when the previous wish became easily realized, apart from the initial joy, there was only a touch of melancholy and deep confusion left.

He wanted to find a goal and direction for himself, but he couldn't find it until now.

Even those crises that could easily destroy the world actually have nothing to do with him. After all, even without him, SHIELD would still collapse and Loki would still come...

The opponents of those superheroes have long been bound to their experiences, and no matter how much they get involved, they can only be regarded as "outsiders".

Sitting on the massage chair, enjoying the comfortable massage, his heart was full of melancholy. Now he suddenly understood the clown's psychology. Maybe he should also cultivate an opponent.

Just as Ryan was thinking about it, Banner suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"are you going"

"Don't go." Ryan subconsciously refused, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the Hex Technology that could be activated with % remaining.

"...Actually, it's not a bad idea to go take a look." He changed his words,

Judging from the previous situation that destroying the reactor can increase the degree of activation, maybe I can fully activate the Hex technology by tinkering in the past.

It can be regarded as discovering something new for your boring life.

Ryan narrowed his eyes and took a sip of tea,

Suddenly, I feel that the life of a traveler is so simple and unpretentious.

"I'll contact Tony." Banner quickly stood up and walked towards his room. This was the first time Ryan had seen him so active.

"Why didn't I have this energy when I was building a house?" Ryan complained.

"The house is being built." Hank glanced around and nodded, "The house is being built so-so, but some places still need to be improved."

Now that he has regarded this place as the dock where he will spend the rest of his life, Hank certainly does not want to live in a half-finished house casually. He pointed to the unfinished fence and guardrail.

"Whose idea was this?"

Before Ryan could answer, he said contemptuously, "This kind of guardrail can't even guard against a rabbit."

"Why should I guard against rabbits?" Ryan retorted, "Except for you, everyone here is not an ordinary person. Who would come here to cause trouble without opening their eyes?"

Hank was silent for a while after hearing this, "Then it's even more important to rearrange the arrangements."

Only now did he realize that he was the weakest one in the team if it was only counted in terms of combat power. Duo Pinde was indeed much worse than him, but Duo Pinde didn't live here at all.

This also means that if someone is really planning to attack them, he will definitely be chosen as the first target.

For the sake of his own life, Hank suddenly felt that he should take some action.

"Are you busy lately?" Hank asked Ryan.

"Why?" Ryan looked up in confusion. The cat in his hand had already been scratched by him and made a comfortable "purr" sound.

Hank stood up, his whole body seemed to be infected by Banner just now, and he couldn't see the previous lazy appearance at all. Instead, it looked a bit like a farmer who was about to harvest in autumn and was preparing to work hard.

"Let's transform this." He pointed to the surroundings, including but not limited to the half-enclosed fence.

"I think it's fine now." Ryan nestled on the massage chair, in a posture similar to the orange cat on his lap,

It took a few days to build the house before, and it took at least a month to start if it was remodeled and upgraded, and the most critical problem was that they lacked materials.

It was originally an illegal construction and illegal land occupation, so they didn't dare to make too much noise, otherwise Eddie's colleagues were guaranteed to make them famous again in an instant, so that all their materials were sourced nearby.

As if he saw Ryan's thoughts, Hank said: "I will take care of the materials, and I can also find someone to handle the other procedures."

He patted the seat made of wooden piers next to him, "The furniture here always gives me the illusion of living in a primeval forest."

"This is called getting close to nature." Ryan said helplessly: "Do you know what environmental protection is?"

He pointed to his body and said, "And I'm still wounded, every breath hurts."

Although the backlash left by the interference crystal was not a fatal injury, it was difficult to heal. The dull pain really made Ryan a little uncomfortable.

If Wade's matter hadn't been more urgent before, Ryan wouldn't have been willing to go out and show off so easily.

"You don't need to pay, I'll hire someone to take care of it." Hank said.

"Deal." Ryan nodded without hesitation. If he had known this, why would he be struggling?

What is more pleasing than using public accounts is that employees spontaneously take out money for the company to use. I believe that no boss will refuse such a proposal.

"Environmental protection," Hank said with a smile.

"Environmental protection is left to environmental protection organizations, and people like us who are engaged in dangerous work should pay more attention to our own safety."

Ryan stood up and patted Hank on the shoulder, encouraging him: "Come on, I suddenly feel so good to have you."

"Did I choose the wrong organization?" Hank rubbed his head helplessly.

Although he complained, Hank's execution ability still maintained the usual level of SHIELD.

Just finished talking about the plan this morning,

In the afternoon, while Ryan was relaxing on the massage chair with his eyes closed, he was suddenly awakened by a burst of noisy movement.

When I stood up, I saw several large trucks not far away, and a group of uniformed workers unloaded one after another seemingly expensive materials and instruments from the trucks.

After filling the entire lawn, Hank came out of a bunch of workers and walked towards Ryan.

"I'm going to give this place a big makeover." Hank said excitedly, "I don't say that the hardware surpasses that of a first-class organization, but we still have to have the necessary things."

This feeling is different from helping S.H.I.E.L.D. to build a new headquarters before. It has a sense of festiveness for helping to decorate one's own home.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. treats them so well." Ryan pointed at the materials. These things seemed to be valuable.

“Materials and equipment are really expensive and we don’t have to pay for them.”

"It's so good." Ryan glanced at Hank suspiciously, "You went to Tony Stark to sponsor him."

"The sponsorship was obtained, but it was not for Tony." Hank shook his head and glanced at Ryan, "What you said before, that you are willing to contribute a little, still counts."

"Forget it." Ryan nodded. After all, he wanted to improve his home. If he was stingy with even a little effort, it would be a bit unjustifiable.

"That's fine."

Hank suddenly laughed with satisfaction.