Marvel's Special Logisticians

The sky was clear and the pool in the center of the square, which was basking in the hot sun, was covered in mist.No one wants to go out and walk in such weather. White-collar workers are blowing air conditioners in their offices. Restaurants and bars are filled with people seeking refuge from the heat. Even mobile stalls are hiding away from the sun.

On such a day, an Asian young man was wearing jeans and a printed blue and white T-shirt, carrying a backpack and walking around in various stores, buying some weird things.

Special wolf cents bought from Chinatown, bagged plasma bought from the hospital, obsidian powder bought from the mineral direct sales store, and a whole pack of A4 paper bought from the stationery store

His name is Li Anran, a time traveler.A time traveler with a golden finger has multiple bound game systems and can use corresponding level skills to materialize corresponding level monsters and materials.

After understanding the system after traveling through time, Li Anran was very excited. Just when he was about to make a big move, the news that Tony Stark was successfully rescued was broadcast on the TV.Li Anran's heart instantly felt like a hundred thousand grass and mud horses galloping past.

Stark Group, this behemoth does not exist in reality.He exists in a series, Iron Man, Thor, Avengers, Spider-Man, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. They have a unified name Marvel.

Is the game system awesome? That's for sure.However, several systems in Li Anran's hands have limitations, and the functions cannot be opened until the corresponding level.Use the incomplete version of the system to fight against superheroes and even gods

Except for showing off his brains, he would never cause trouble.

But wouldn’t it be a pity to miss such a passionate era? Of course it would be a pity

So Li Anran slapped his thigh. If we don’t fight the superheroes, and if we don’t directly help the superheroes, then we can just be the logistics staff. We don’t have to go to the battlefield, we don’t have to take risks, and we can still participate in it. This position is simply Born to belong to Li Anran.

Then the scene at the beginning appeared.

Behind him, not far away, parked a black off-road vehicle. The dark glass windows made it impossible to see the real situation inside.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a cold woman with a beautiful face and a hot figure, but she looked old despite being covered up by foundation.Sitting in the passenger seat was a man with an unchanging smile. It seemed that nothing could really move him.

"Born in 93, immigrated to the United States with his parents in 2000. There are no special cases. He was in elementary school, middle school, and college. He is a typical good man. Just a few days ago, he suddenly awakened his special ability. The data shows that he can make magic equipment for others. Exposing his sister to S.H.I.E.L.D. agents because she showed off at school."

The man pursed his lips and said, "A typical hidden incident. This boy is obviously able to independently control his own abilities. Mei, maybe we can communicate easily and achieve our goals."

"Perhaps it's not that easy." Mei said coldly, "Leaving your loved ones, arriving at a secret service organization, and possibly dying at any time. Coulson, you are too optimistic, and it will kill you."

"Who knows," Colson said with a meaningful smile, "Maybe I can mix it with a cup of coffee." After that, he opened the car door and walked towards the cafe that Li Anran just walked into.

This is a cafe with a small venue, but it has a simple decoration. Because of the presence of Chinese chefs, it is quite famous in this section of the road.

Li Anran walked to seat 2 familiarly, ordered a fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork, and a glass of Coke. While waiting for the meal, he took out a piece of paper, a brush and a bottle of prepared black ink, and began to write and draw. Start painting.It was hard to stop until the entire paper was covered with strange but neat symbols.

"I guess this is the magic equipment you made." After An Ran stopped writing completely, Colson said with a smile. "Aren't you afraid that the production of such a magical equipment will fail in public and lead to terrible consequences?"

Li Anran carefully looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He had meticulous hair, a decent suit, an expensive watch, and his cuticles were well taken care of. It could be seen that he

He is a man who pays great attention to appearance.Then looking at his natural expression and the car parked not far away, you can get the answer.Of course, the most special thing is the face that watched Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. for three whole seasons.

"The scroll magic pattern has the characteristic of retaining the power of magic. After tearing the carrier with force, the structure is destroyed, allowing the magic existing in it to be released. Even if the production fails, it only releases the prepared magic. And this is not complete. scroll."

Li Anran put his hand on the scroll as he spoke, and a faint light flashed by. The words on the scroll seemed to come alive, flowing with white light. The black and white look was really beautiful.

"Now the production is complete."

"Wow, cool," Colson said exaggeratedly, "Can you tell me what this scroll can be used for?"

Li Anran picked up the scroll, rolled it up, and tied it with a rubber ring that could be seen everywhere.

"Well, it seems that I don't have the honor to know the function of this scroll." Colson looked at Li Anran's movements and sneered at himself.However, the following words were blocked by the scroll that was suddenly handed over.

"This is for you. Although I don't know which department you are from, you are a good person." Handing the scroll that Colson had just made, Li Anran lowered his head and began to sort out his things. "The magic sealed in this scroll is called Healing Hand. It can heal most injuries immediately and can be used in emergencies."

"Nice equipment." Coulson's eyes almost narrowed into crescent moons when he smiled, "I forgot to introduce me as Agent Coulson from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"A subsidiary agency of CIA" Coulson shook his head, what a joke. CIA can command S.H.I.E.L.D.

"The FBI"

"No, no, we are not a direct agency of others. We are independent of all other known agencies. The full name is Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency." When Colson said the full name, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm. Attachment.

"Okay, that sounds good, but Colson, you came to me not just for a piece of magic equipment," Li Anran said pointedly, "Why did you come to me?"

Colson calmed down his slightly excited mood in an instant, and said calmly: "We hope you can join us as a logistics support personnel. Provide the magic equipment you made."

"I know it's hard, but"

"I agree, but I have conditions"

Colson looked at Li Anran without reacting. He still had a lot of persuasive words stuck in his throat and could not continue.

“First, making props is not like making scrolls, I need funds for research and production.

Second, I only participate in the organization as a support staff, and any combat matters have nothing to do with me.

Third, I cannot disturb my relatives. "

Coulson finally reacted and said with a trademark smile: "Of course, I thought you would let us protect your relatives."

"They have a lot of life-saving gadgets on them." Li Anran said calmly.

Carlson was not a little annoyed that the coffee was not mixed as expected. He got into the car with a brisk pace.

"What's the result? Do you need to take the next step?" Mei said coldly, her eyes not leaving Li Anran who was sitting by the window and eating.

"No need, he is one of ours now." Coulson put the scroll in his arms and said after fastening his seat belt. "He will report to the headquarters tomorrow. The security level is level 5 and the secret level is level 9."

"What is that?" Mei said with slight curiosity as she watched Coulson solemnly put the scroll into his arms.

"A gift, a gift that can save lives." Coulson said with a meaningful smile.