I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 85

On the top balcony of a luxury hotel.

Kyle looked directly at Logan, thoughtfully said: "Since you are all my own, then I'll be straight. I still have a test task for you. Only when you complete the task, can you be completely regarded as a member of the Carl family." a member."

"What mission? Whether it's asking me to assassinate an enemy officer, or lurking in another country's territory to obtain information, there is no problem with these." Logan gave a confident and cold answer.

"The task is very simple." Kyle said softly with a little playfulness in his eyes: "I will provide you with enough funds, and you will rent a large manor villa in the outskirts of New York by yourself. In name, choose ten children aged eight to ten from any orphanage in the United States to adopt, no matter male or female, as long as they are healthy."

"Adopt ten children...me?" Logan opened his mouth wide, looking at Kyle with a serious face in a daze.

Kyle nodded and said: "That's right. It's still in the war period, and there are so many orphans who have lost their relatives in the orphanage that they can't live in it. If you buy the dean, let alone adopting ten children, even if you adopt twenty children, it is definitely not enough. Difficult. At that time, you can ask Howard to help you hire a few nannies to cook three meals a day, and clean the manor, and it will be over."

"The problem is not this. How can I adopt a child?" Logan shook his head, his scalp was a little numb, and pointed to his cold and vicissitudes of face.

Take a look at this wicked face, then look at this figure and ability, I am a combat-type talent by my standards, why should I accept a nanny-type task?

Kyle asked back: "Why do you think you can't do it?"

"I can only kill and fight, but I don't know how to take care of children. You can change to a test task." Logan's attitude is very firm. He is a lone wolf who always hides sharp claws. How can he use his hands to pull Teach those little ones.

"Logan. If you do this, won't you become the same as before?" Kyle smiled and said, "You have lived alone for so many years, carrying hatred and evil thoughts, burning, killing, looting, intrigue, Killing and stealing, and finally licking the wound at night."

"When you killed the saber-toothed tiger in Germany, didn't you say that you wanted to put aside the lonely and miserable life before and go back to your true self. If you don't even dare to take up this task, you want to continue to close your heart and deal with others like this Keep going, then you will never be able to change back to your original self, but will gradually become the second saber-toothed tiger!"

After hearing this, Logan was shocked, his brows were tightened, his hands were clasped on the iron balcony fence, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a few minutes of silence, he let go and said, "I understand, I accept this test task."

"That's good." Kyle breathed a sigh of relief. It was really not easy to persuade Logan to agree to the task of raising children.

Since this test task can try to alleviate Logan's current excessive defensiveness towards others, it can also lay the foundation for the future forces' subordinates earlier, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

And, who said Uncle Wolf doesn't have a hidden nanny talent?

Logan said with a slight sigh: "Although I can't guarantee that I can do it well, I will try my best."

"Don't worry. As the owner of the manor, you just let the adopted children live in it. There are nannies and cleaners in daily life. In terms of study, you can ask Howard to ask another professional tutor to give cultural lessons. As for fighting skills I'll talk about it later." Kyle comforted that he only had one super agent ability card, and he couldn't give it to enough people for a while.

Without the ability to be a super agent, it would be impossible to continuously draw cards and give others blue abilities.

For many things, we still have to wait for the end of World War II before planning and acting.

One night passed.

After the two rested in their respective rooms, they did not meet again and parted ways in the morning.

Logan rushed to the Stark Industrial Building alone, received the ID card that Howard arranged for him to change, and went to explore and perform the test task agreed last night.

Kyle thought about the rare return to New York City during the war. Since General Chester hadn't sent soldiers to notify the order, he happened to be free to see how Lucy, who was temporarily staying at his home, was doing.

Stepping on leather shoes and pacing the bustling modern streets, Kyle also used the symbiotic venom to slightly camouflage his appearance, wearing a brand new gentleman suit, a big round hat that casts a shadow, and a pair of sunglasses.

In this way, he was in the crowd on the promenade, and no one found his identity.

In fact, even if you see it and feel familiar, no one can believe that the war hero you saw on the screen in the screening room and in various newspapers will suddenly pass by in front of your eyes like a gentleman.

"Major General Kyle led more than 200 million Allied troops to completely capture Germany and arrived at the US military base last night!"

From time to time, children selling newspapers ran back and forth on the pedestrian street, and the propaganda yelling passing by made Kyle lower the brim of his hat.

If he was recognized on the street, he would probably have to use his climbing ability to escape to a nearby building.

Kyle secretly sighed, as the first superhero's fame, it is not clear whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.However, from the small training of soldiers to today's step, the starting point has never been just for others.

With great power comes great responsibility?Be yourself first, grasp your own life and destiny!

So, he was never really a superhero.

Walking on the bustling and noisy streets, Kyle suddenly stopped, keenly aware of something wrong with the surrounding environment.

All kinds of passers-by around him still hurried past, but they seemed to reflect the projected three-dimensional image, without any vitality.

The shouts of children selling newspapers, the sound of cars driving and horns, and the trivial chats of pedestrians, these sounds are like layers of space diaphragms, unable to convey their own location.

Soon, even their figures disappeared in a blur.

In the United States, the American continent, and even the entire earth, Kyle was left alone, standing quietly on the deserted streets of New York.

"Magic?" Kyle muttered to himself, as if switching to another uninhabited space, this sudden strange scene did not make him panic.

There is no point in panic. The more you are in an uncontrollable predicament, the more you need to calmly think about it.

"As expected of the youngest major general since the founding of the US Empire..." A neutral female voice without any emotion came from behind lightly.

Kyle turned around calmly, and saw a young woman in a plain white robe with a bald head speaking.

"General Kyle. Allow me to briefly introduce myself. My name is 'Ancient One' and I am a mage."

The woman spoke.

(End of this chapter)