Marvel's Rampage

"Don't worry, usually the first mission only serves as a guide. At least there is no record of the host who died in the first mission in the system~" No.3 comforted Xue Pan in his mind, but the upward sound at the end But he always reveals an uncontrollable sense of schadenfreude.

"Yes, I heard you mention it. They were all killed by you in the third mission." Xue Pan sneered and sat on the ground with his back against the wall.

"Well, this is not my fault." No.3 denied: "The tasks are all issued by the system and have nothing to do with me. At most, I am just a novice guide~"

Xue Pan snorted noncommittally, reached out and clicked on the system interface in the air, flipping around.

The overall system interface is a translucent panel with a bit of a sci-fi feel, with a sky blue border. Although the opposite trash can can be seen through the panel, it does not affect the viewing of the text and icons on it.

There are five small selection boxes at the top of the border, labeled with tasks, maps, inventory, skills, and today's specials.The task selection box is highlighted. Obviously, what is displayed on the panel is the display belonging to the task area bar.

However, it is currently empty, without any text.

Glancing over, Xue Pan's attention was attracted by the words "Superhero System" at the top of the panel.

Everything that is impossible to ignore happens for a reason.

The word system and the rest of the box content are in a clear style that is obviously similar to computer text, but only the word superhero is written in a sloppy marker pen handwriting.

This makes the classification module, which already has a strong copycat online game model, look like low-quality piracy.

Coupled with the novice guide No. 3, who can tell the bad character in just a few words, Xue Pan couldn't help but feel like he picked up money on the street, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be fake.

"The system interface pursues simplicity and clarity. It's too complicated and makes it hard for people to figure out what to do. People here have never been influenced by Internet literature." No. 3 said helplessly: "That's it, the last two fools It took a lot of effort to figure it out..."

Xue Pan raised his eyebrows when he heard this and asked softly: "How do you know that you didn't say you can't control my thoughts before I think about them?"

"I just read your mind and look at the disgusted expression on your face, and I almost spit on the system interface." No. 3 snorted with disdain.

"The main thing is that the interface is really... crappy." Xue Pan pointed at the incongruous superhero handwriting on the top, and couldn't help complaining: "Isn't this something that was changed by something else? , it can be clearly seen that these words were added later, it feels completely inconsistent, isn’t it?”

"How is it possible..." No. 3 explained in a long voice: "It's just that something went wrong in the hands of the last fool, so I copied it again."

"Really?" Xue Pan scratched his chin suspiciously: "But I always feel that the layer of mosaic underneath the gaps in the handwriting is your doing."

"Why do you think so?" No.3 said in an innocent tone: "What's the point of me doing this?"

"You don't look like someone who does things for the sake of meaning." Xue Pan rolled his eyes: "Besides... this is a system. How can the pronoun of omnipotence not be able to change a single line of words?"

"Hehehe, who knows~" No. 3 said extremely irresponsible Heheyile: "I'm not the system."

"You obviously don't even bother to make up lies, you cheating third-hand thing." Xue Pan rubbed his forehead and snorted: "Isn't that why you are called No.3?"

"The name is just a code name. Recently, I have a relationship with No. 3, so it is fitting to call me No. 3." No. [-] said happily.

Xue Pan grinned, feeling a little irritated and too lazy to take a closer look at the inferior system interface.

After waving his hand to close the panel, he stared blankly at the various pedestrians and vehicles passing by on the street outside the alley.

There are really various colors, white, black, brown, half black and not brown. The colorful foreigners pass by the alley with the chirping of birds. Occasionally, a few people cast curious eyes on him. He also quickly looked away.

You said he was walking on the road without provoking anyone, but why did he turn around and travel abroad? This made Comrade Xue Pan, who believed in the scientific outlook on development, feel extremely melancholy... Just rely on him to play games." The English proficiency of "self-taught" will not be good if it is thrown abroad.

Moreover, during the short time it took him to travel from a seemingly deserted park to the alley at the corner of the street, he was sure that he was in a Western country where English was the main language, and that his body was not his original one. Then this important discovery was made.

Xue Pan used the shop windows on both sides of the street to take photos. He had sunken eye sockets, a vertical face, a straight nose and thin lips. Apart from black hair and black eyes, he looked like a typical Germanic boy.

Coupled with the fact that European and American people generally look older, he felt that his current body was probably between fourteen and fifteen years old, which was a good age for people to dislike him.

Apart from this, Xue Pan knew nothing.After all, he had only been here a few hours.

As for the inferior system that was forcibly bound to him, it took a step slower than him to get into this body.And No. 3, who is called a novice guide and is essentially useless other than chatting to relieve boredom, robbed him of his line of three consecutive questions in the first sentence he spoke.Who am I? Where is this? Who are you?

However, along the way, Xue Pan learned at least the fate of his first two hosts from the chatty No. 3: one was shot to death for blocking an experimental subject's rampage mission at Corvo University, and the other I died while living in Mississippi due to a kiss mission.

The failure of the former mission is easy to understand, but the latter is more thought-provoking...

But the top priority right now is not to worry about those weird tasks, but to think about how to survive in this strange city.

Xue Pan has already gone through his pockets, only a knife and a bunch of keys, not even a coin.In addition, without identification, you don’t know who you are, you don’t know where you are, and you are not familiar with the surrounding environment, so it is basically a no-brainer to work part-time.Coupled with the worrisome foreign language skills, even if you want to beg for food, your income will be halved.

So before the system mission came, he felt that it was better to ensure that he would not starve to death first.

Xue Pan stood up holding on to the wall, patted the dirt on his pants, and was about to walk out of the alley to see if he could try to find a way out for himself, but at this moment, something flashed in front of his eyes. A translucent light blue border appears:

"Ding triggers the mission: the first step in the hero's journey."

"Pull out all your hair."

"Reward: 10exp: 15"

"Note: How can you become stronger without going bald?"

"" Xue Pan was immediately shocked by the message in front of him: "Pull out your hair and start laughing. No.3, get out of here. What the hell is this mission? I've read too many Ya comics. It's poisonous."

"Why do you have any objections?" No. 3 said lazily in his mind.

"Nonsense, I have a big opinion..." Before he could finish his words, Xue Pan immediately felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then his knees staggered to the ground neatly, and he fell on the ground with his back facing upwards. In this small alley.

Before losing consciousness, the only thought that flashed through the boy's mind was: "Pills... This broken system can even wipe out complaints..."

However, the actual situation was not as simple as Xue Pan thought. Just when he was knocked to the ground, a petite figure was revealed because he lost his cover.

It was a little girl who looked a little younger than Xue Pan's body. Her long black hair was parted in the middle and tied into double braids on her chest. Her delicate face did not reveal anything. expression.

Her black eyes slightly glanced downward at Xue Pan, who was lying on the ground. She raised her arm and put the lid of the trash can back where it should have been.

Obviously, this was the culprit that caused Xue Pan to faint.

The girl who had disposed of the murder weapon bent down, grabbed one of Xue Pan's legs at her feet with her free hands, and lifted it over her shoulder, apparently preparing to drag him away.But a young female voice appeared and stopped her.

"Leave it to me, Wen Sidai, it will be difficult for you to carry him on your back." The owner of the voice came forward, squatted down and first looked at the mass on the back of Xue Pan's head, his tone was serious He said to the little girl: "And no matter what, I think you should communicate with him first, in case he is already awake."

"But there won't be any difference in the result." The little girl named Wen Sidai raised her head slightly, looked at the woman and said expressionlessly: "He doesn't want to go to that school, and neither do I."

"Don't worry, it will be better than you imagine there. The air is fresh, the smell of pine is bursting, and there are many children your age." The woman smiled, folded her arms, and dragged the girl in a princess hug. Xue Pan hugged Xue Pan who was on the ground: "You will be very happy there, I promise."

"I'm very doubtful." Wen Sidai said coldly.

"You will know when you go there." The woman did not argue, turned and walked towards the street exit on the other side of the alley: "Now, let us go back quickly and continue to pack the things we need to get, and try to get back to school before dinner."

The little girl said nothing and followed the woman calmly out of the alley.

After leaving the alley, a dark blue Mazda parked on the side of the alley. The woman opened the door and put Xue Pan in the back seat of the car. She waited for Wen Sidai to fasten her seat belt before inserting the key. Ignition and start the car.