The sky was clear, and the pool in the center of the square was foggy in the hot sun. No one wants to go out and walk around in such weather, white-collar workers blow air conditioners in their offices, restaurants and bars are crammed with people fleeing the heat, and even mobile stalls are hiding out of the sun.

On a day like this, a young Asian in jeans, a printed blue and white T-shirt, and a backpack wander from store to store to buy some quirky things.

A special wolf's hair bought in Chinatown, bagged plasma bought at a hospital, obsidian powder bought at a mineral outlet store, a whole pack of A4 paper bought at a stationery store......

His name is Li Anran, a time-traveler. A traverser with a golden finger! It has a variety of bound game systems, and can use the corresponding level of skills to manifest the corresponding level of monsters and materials.

After learning about the system after crossing over, Li Anran was excited, and just as he was about to make a big move, the news of Tony Stark's successful rescue was broadcast on TV. Li Anran's heart was instantly rushed by 100,000 grass and mud horses.

Stark Group, in reality, there is no such behemoth. He exists in a series, "Iron Man", "Thor", "The Avengers", "Spider-Man", "S.H.I.E.L.D.", ...... They have a unified name, Marvel.

Is the game system awesome? That's absolutely. However, several systems in Li Anran's hands have limitations, and they do not have the opening function until the corresponding level. With the 'crippled' system, fight against superheroes or even gods?

Except for the brain show funny, otherwise you will never cause trouble.

But wouldn't it be a pity to miss such a passionate era? Of course it's a pity!

So Li Anran slapped his thigh, let's not fight superheroes, and we don't have to help superheroes directly, then let's just be a logistics staff! You don't have to go to the battlefield, you don't have to take risks, you can still participate in it, this position is simply born for Li Anran.

And then there's the scene from the beginning.

Behind him, not far away, a black SUV was parked, and the inky glass windows made it impossible to see the real situation inside.

There was a cold woman sitting in the main driver's seat, with a beautiful face and a hot body, but how to be disguised by the foundation also showed her old state. In the passenger seat, there was a man with an unchanging smile, and nothing seemed to really move him.

"Born in 93, immigrated to the United States with his parents in 2000, there are no special cases, elementary school, middle school, college, typical good man, just a few days ago suddenly awakened a special ability, the information shows that he can make magic equipment for others, because his sister shows off at school, exposing him to S.H.I.E.L.D. agents."

The man pursed his lips and said, "Typical hidden event, this boy is obviously able to control his own abilities autonomously. May, maybe we can easily communicate and achieve our goals. ”

"Maybe it's not that easy." Mei said coldly, "Leave your loved ones behind, arrive at a secret service organization, and you can die at any time." Coulson, you're too optimistic, it's going to kill you. ”

"Who knows!" Coulson smiled meaningfully and said, "Maybe I can still drink it with a cup of coffee." After speaking, he opened the car door and walked towards the café that Li Anran had just walked into.

It's a small café with a stripped-down décor and is famous for its Chinese chefs.

Li Anran walked to seat No. 2 familiarly, ordered a fried rice with shredded pork with green pepper and a cup of coke, and 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. It wasn't until the whole sheet of paper was painted with strange but neat symbols that it was time to stop.

"I guess this is the magic gear you made?" After An Ran completely stopped writing, Coulson said with a smile. "In front of the public, making such a piece of magical equipment is not afraid of failure and terrible consequences?"

Li Anran carefully looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his meticulous hair, decent suit, expensive watches, and cuticles were all taken care of very well, and it could be seen that he was a man who paid great attention to appearance. Then look at his natural expression and the car parked not far away, and you can get the answer. Of course, the most special thing is the face that has watched "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." for three whole quarters.

"The Scroll Pattern has the property of retaining the power of magic, and after tearing through the carrier with force, it destroys the structure and allows the magic that exists in it to be released. Even if the production fails, it only releases the prepared magic. And that's not the full reel. ”

Li Anran put his hand on the scroll as he spoke, and a faint light flashed, and the words on the scroll seemed to come to life, flowing with white light, and the appearance of black and white was very good-looking.

"It's only now done."

"Wow? Cruel! Coulson exaggerated, "Can you tell me what this scroll can do?" ”

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 role of this scroll ......" Coulson watched Li Anran's movements, and held back his mouth self-deprecatingly. But the scroll that was suddenly handed over blocked the following words.

"For you. I don't know what department you're from, but you're a good person. Handing Coulson the scroll he had just made, Li Anran lowered his head and began to organize his things. The magic of this scroll seal is called the Healing Hand, which can instantly heal most external injuries and can be used in emergencies. ”

"Nice gear." Coulson's eyes narrowed into crescents when he laughed, "I forgot to introduce me as Agent Coulson from S.H.I.E.L.D. ”

"A CIA agency?" Coulson shook his head, what a joke! Can the CIA command S.H.I.E.L.D.?

"What about the FBI?"

"Nope! No! No! We are not part of someone else's direct organization, we are independent of all other known institutions. The full name is the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. Coulson's eyes were full of enthusiasm and attachment as he said his full name.

"Okay, that sounds good, but Coulson, you didn't just come to me for a piece of magical equipment, did you?" Li Anran said pointedly, "What are you coming to me for?" ”

Suddenly calmed down the slightly excited mood, Coulson said calmly: "We hope you can join us, as a logistics support officer." Provide magical equipment that you craft. ”

"I know it's hard, but ......"

"I agree, but I have the conditions!"

Coulson looked at Li Anran without reacting, there were still a lot of persuasive words stuck in his throat and there was no way to continue.

"Number one, making props is not like making scrolls, I need funds to research and make them.

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

Third, don't disturb my loved ones. ”

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

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

…………

Not mixed with the coffee he imagined, Carlson was not a little annoyed, and he sat into the car with a brisk step.

"The result? Need to take the next step? Mei said coldly, her eyes did not leave Li Anran, who was sitting by the window and eating.

"No, he's one of ours now." Coulson said as he put the scroll in his arms and fastened his seatbelt. "Tomorrow he will go to the headquarters to report, security level 5, secret level 9."

"What's that?" May looked at Coulson with a little curiosity and solemnly put the scroll into his arms and said.

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