My Private Marvel System

　　 Facing the incoherent and over-excited sister Amy, Dole was very calm: "Although I hope to be the illegitimate child of the gods, it is a pity that I am not, I am just an ordinary supernatural being."

　　 Dole's plain tone made Amy very dissatisfied: "Well, you're just a ‘normal’ supernatural player." After speaking, he whispered, "I hope the New York Times headline tomorrow will expose your news."

　　 Compared with the normal world, this Marvel world full of superheroes is obviously more receptive to the existence of superpowers and mutants.

　　 "Well, my dear brother, I think you need to design your own iconic action and justice statement."

　　 Amy seems to have long been expecting a superhero to appear among the people she knows. Today, her dream has finally come true, and she immediately urges Dole to help her "realize her dream".

　　 "Sweetheart, should I practice autographing?" Dole shrugged and smiled.

　　 Amy thought about it very seriously, nodded and said: "In addition to the signature, you should also do some image design. Your half-length armor is too dazzling and not suitable for today's low-key luxury fashion style..."

　　 The conversation and laughter of the two brothers and sisters made the nervous atmosphere gradually disappear, and even White relaxed a lot.

　　 "My child, your growth is amazing." White almost watched Dole grow up, except in recent years that he was a little estranged from fear of being discovered in personal affair. The relationship has been good before.

　　 "Your changes are also surprising. If I meet you outside, I must think you are a tramp or a vagrant." It's not that Dole is tit-for-tat, but White's appearance is really bad at this time.

　　 Curled greasy hair, sunken eye sockets, haggard and weak eyes, wrinkled suits on the body like dried sweet potato peels. Unshaven, tired and helpless in his facial features.

　　 Generally speaking, White is very bad at this time, very bad.

　　 "Can you ask the two ladies to leave? I want to talk to Dole alone." White seemed to have made up his mind and said to Amy apologetically.

　　 Amy wrinkled her eyebrows, her little mouth muttered dissatisfied, "I am an economic man in'Superman Armor', why can't I stay here?"

　　 After all, Amy was still pulled out by her mother.

　　White sat on the bed panting, glanced at Dole's bust and said, "Hey, Dole, can you turn off the power of this thing? It's a bit too glaring."

　　 Dole nodded when he heard the words, and stroked the face of the armor with his palm, and the originally beautiful bust suddenly became dim and low-key.

　　 "Okay, can you explain why you were chased?" Dorr sat patiently by the bed and asked curiously.

　　White organized the language and said the matter briefly.

　　White had encountered a gang fight some time ago. He was the first to rush to the scene of the incident. It is precisely because of this "first" that he became what he is now.

　　 In White’s explanation, he was hunted down by the gang because he found "a thing" at the scene of the crime.

　　 As for what it is, White is still hesitant to tell Dole. After all, they haven't been in contact for many years, and Dole has changed too much.

　　 "Perhaps you should think more about the feeling of being pointed at by these things." Dole raised his chin and glanced at the pistol that had turned into a pile of scrap metal on the ground.

　　 Sure enough, White's face became ugly when he heard such threats and warnings.

　　 After hesitating for a while, White sighed heavily: "Please be quiet later." After speaking, White felt as if he had let go of some burden, and his whole body relaxed.

　　 groping under the bed, White found a cuboid wrapped in layers of black cloth.

　　 "Hey, don't you say it contains King Arthur's'Sword in the Stone'!"

　　Doll looked at the long object wrapped in black cloth, guessing what was inside.

　　White rolled his eyes and sighed softly, "This joke is not funny, man."

　　The black cloth was peeled off layer by layer, slowly revealing the contents inside.

　　 Dole looked startled, surprised by the contents.

　　 "What is this? Is it the ‘good thing’ you found in the sewer?"

　　 took a closer look, and Dole continued, "I have to say, this thing is really ugly!"

　　 The cuboid is hollow, and the outside is a thin and strong nano-grade tempered glass, and inside it is a disgusting creature that looks like a slime and a snot monster combined.

　　 said it was a creature, because the thing was constantly creeping and climbing on the glass.

　　 "Well, man, I have to admit, you found a way to let me follow the esophagus back to the plate."

　　Doll's attitude did not irritate White, and the other party gently stroked the outer tempered glass with a complex expression.

　　 "Did you know? It wasn't like this before, it was originally a white mouse."

Dole has seen a lot of supernatural events, but when he heard White's words, he couldn't help being surprised: "Little white mouse? It's just like fermented pig dung. How could it be small? UU Reading www.uukanshu.com White rat?"

　　 "I personally sent it in. I remember the fur feeling and the struggle at the time." White took a serious look at the inexplicable creature inside, and said with some emotion.

　　 "Then next, I have to ask questions like ‘how did it become like this?’"

　　Doll fiddled a few times, and under White's instructions, he gently put things on the bed.

　　 "This thing was originally a ring, a very ordinary black iron ring..."

　　 Any person or animal who has been in contact with this black iron ring will produce incredible changes in a very short time. The longer the contact, the greater the change.

　　 The little white mouse thrown in by White has been in contact with the ring for two full days.

　　 was able to maintain his physical form at first, but at most he became violent and aggressive. After that, just like being affected by radiation, the body began to collapse, but it still had life characteristics.

　　 "Ding! Trigger the task generation and get the black iron ring!"

　　 Dole picked up his eyes calmly, and his gaze immediately fell on the cuboid tempered glass: "What are you going to do with this thing? I guess the gangster won't believe you'accidentally got it' for such a bad reason."

　　 When he got the ring that was locked in the tempered glass at the time, White was indeed selfish. He wanted to make a rim shot and then loan the Dole family a new house.

　　 Now that I know the magic of this ring, even if White returns the ring to the gang with both hands, he will probably be killed.