"Tony Stark, you're just like your damn father—you've always looked down on everyone else!"
At the Stark Industries building, Obadiah Stane's face was twisted with fury. He glared at Tony Stark and roared, "I've worked myself to the bone for Stark Industries, and what did I get? You and your father always acted so high and mighty! But it doesn't matter. I will take back everything that belongs to me with my own two hands!"
Boom!
The Iron Monger's engines roared to full power. Like a collapsing fortress of steel, it lunged forward with crushing force. Tony Stark could only barely manage to dodge. At this moment, the energy in his Mark armor was nearly depleted. Facing the overwhelming power of the Iron Monger, he was at an absolute disadvantage, his life hanging by a thread.
But just then, an out-of-place voice rang out.
"Hey, gentlemen! Look over here!"
The voice was light and flippant. The murderous atmosphere of the battlefield suddenly became bizarre. Tony Stark and Obadiah Stane turned their heads simultaneously.
An Asian man had walked in from outside the building. He was holding a camera, flashing a trademark peace sign.
"Don't be so serious, everyone!" Facing the bewildered stares of Tony and Obadiah, the man grinned. "Fighting and killing is so uncivilized. What if you scare the children? How about we take a photo together instead?"
Click!
A camera flash flared momentarily, capturing the surrounding wreckage and the two mechanical titans. The man looked as relaxed as a tourist visiting a landmark.
"Hmm, not bad!" The man looked at the photo on his phone and nodded with satisfaction.
In his mind, he urged the system: "System, that bald guy just had a mental breakdown. This counts as a successful check-in, right? Where's the reward? The suspense is killing me!"
[Ding! Host has successfully checked in at the famous scene: 'The Agony, Oh, the Agony!']
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining rewards: Black Rhino Armor! Shadow Mask! Snake Talisman!]
A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his ears.
"So many rewards? System, you're a beast!"
The man—Lin Feng—beamed with joy. It was worth risking his life to "check in" here. Ever since he had transmigrated to this world three days ago and saw news of a certain billionaire playboy on TV, his heart had been on a rollercoaster.
This was the Marvel Universe—a place where powerhouses walked the earth and mortals were treated like dogs. Any random villain could kill him! Furthermore, he was an undocumented immigrant. If certain organizations caught wind of him, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Fortunately, as a transmigrator, he had activated the essential protagonist tool: The God-Level Sign-in System! As long as he signed in at famous Marvel scenes and met specific requirements, he could obtain random rewards. With enough luck, becoming invincible wasn't just a dream.
Lin Feng had been staking out Stark Industries for days waiting for this moment. During that time, he had also saved a girl named Jessica. She had been through a tragedy; because she felt she had indirectly caused her family's death, she had been suicidal.
At the time, Lin Feng, who was living on the streets, had given her a bit of "life counseling." Perhaps it was due to Lin Feng's personal charm, or perhaps it was the momentum of the plot, but Jessica stopped trying to end her life. To thank him—and after learning he was an illegal immigrant—she invited him to stay at her place temporarily.
It wasn't that Jessica lacked a sense of caution toward strangers. Rather, she was confident in her own strength. In the accident that took her family, she had been exposed to chemicals and awakened superhuman abilities. In Jessica's eyes, Lin Feng was a good person, but he was also a weakling. At the very least, he posed no threat to her.
But that was a story for later.
"Anyway, I'm done here. You guys carry on!"
Having secured his rewards, Lin Feng didn't feel like meddling further. He had no interest in being a superhero. Waving a hand at Tony Stark, Lin Feng turned to leave, eager to go back and claim his system rewards.
"You yellow monkey... are you mocking me?!"
Obadiah Stane was livid. He felt his dignity had been spat upon! It was bad enough that Tony Stark looked down on him, but now a random brat dared to ignore him so blatantly? Did he think this place was an amusement park where he could come and go as he pleased?
Taking photos and "checking in"—it was utter nonsense!
"Die!!"
With a cold shout, the Iron Monger raised its mechanical arm. A shoulder-mounted missile screeched out! To achieve absolute destructive power, the Iron Monger was equipped with a heavy weapons system. These shoulder missiles were the famous Jericho missiles!
Though their yield had been scaled down, the power was still enough to blow Lin Feng into a thousand bloody pieces.
"No!" Tony Stark's heart skipped a beat as he tried to intervene. He didn't want innocent bystanders to get hurt. Even if this Asian man seemed a bit mentally unstable and was practically begging for death, he was still a human life.
But Tony was a step too late. After the previous battle, his suit was severely damaged, and his energy was almost gone. He could only watch helplessly as Lin Feng was engulfed in the explosion.
Against a Jericho missile, Lin Feng was a dead man!
Boom!
The Jericho missile detonated, sending up a mushroom cloud of fire and smoke. Tony Stark was blown back by the shockwave, though his armor protected him from the brunt of it. As for Lin Feng, he had likely been vaporized.
"Sigh... play stupid games, win stupid prizes. You can't blame me. I hope you have better luck in your next life," Tony Stark muttered helplessly.
Who in their right mind goes to a war zone to take selfies?
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