In the dirty, damp, graffiti-strewn alley and small advertisements, a short figure appeared out of thin air, startling the homeless man huddled in the corner.

After glancing at the familiar English letters on the wall and the homeless man next to him, Ron couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally back to Earth.

As Fiona made plans for a Trojan Horse, an hourglass filled with golden gravel popped out of his mind.

In his previous life, as a bookworm who was beautiful and beautiful, but had been at the starting point all year round, Ron certainly understood what that meant.

His golden finger as a traverser has arrived!

As soon as the thought of the hourglass came to his mind, Ron immediately understood its purpose.

The function of this gold finger is very single and chicken, which can be called the shame of the gold finger of the traverser.

Whenever the hourglass is filled with golden gravel, Ron can use it to perform a random traverse.

This is also why he made a 180-degree turn in his attitude at that time and took the initiative to snatch the confidence of the role of "Trojan Horse".

Besides......

Nope.

Picking up a discarded newspaper from the ground and spreading it out, Ron was immediately attracted by the headline: "Zidane led France to the World Cup title, this year is 1998?" ”

After confirming the time, Ron's gaze continued to move downward, and when he swept over a certain lace news in the lower left corner, his pupils suddenly shrank: "New York? Tony Stark? Am I traveling to Marvel? ”

"Thanks to the will of the universe, I love Marvel."

Although he treats DC and Marvel movies equally, as a normal person, Ron certainly prefers to live in a family world with laughter and tears, rather than a dark and crippled world where neurotics are rampant.

The most important thing is that Marvel does not have Kryptonite!

Putting away his armor, Ron couldn't wait to walk out of the alley.

The moment the sun shone on his body, the refreshing feeling brought by the explosive growth of power made him moan even more: "Uh~"

It's a wonderful world.

As a Kryptonian who exemplifies himself as an example of Superman, he has the responsibility to protect the earth and mankind and maintain world peace.

Of course, the most important thing at the moment is to get a legal identity and then make money.

As the saying goes, 'the rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation'.

As a Kryptonite who has been genetically optimized to perfection, mutation is impossible to mutate, and it is impossible to mutate in this life.

Only by becoming a person with money ability can he barely be able to look like a superhero.

So.

For the sake of world peace, it is incumbent on him to become the richest man in the world!

………………

Ten years later.

Long Island, New York, affluent area of Southampton.

Several teams of special operations teams dressed in camouflage uniforms and armed to the teeth are slowly approaching the most luxurious villa in the area under the cover of palm groves.

Quietly touching the bodyguard who was standing guard outside the villa, the captain of the special operations team jumped out like a cheetah, covering the mouth of the suit-clad bodyguard with one hand, and wiping the opponent's neck with a dagger in the other, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Putting down the completely lifeless corpse, turning on the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, the leading captain reported in a low voice: "The eye of position 1 has been removed, and his whereabouts have not been revealed." ”

A similar scene is being played out in various areas of the villa at the same time.

"Eye No. 2 has been removed, and no whereabouts have been revealed."

"Eye No. 3 has been removed and ...... not exposed"

The low, concise sound of the report continued to sound inside a black SUV.

In the back seat of a black SUV, a middle-aged man in a navy blue Armani suit, meticulously groomed blonde hair, and sunglasses is leisurely sipping red wine.

"Target 4 has been cleared, move on." "Target 5 has been cleared and is ready to break through the second line of defense." "Damn! It's been discovered, and the assault begins! ”

With mental calculations and internal cooperation, several special operations teams quickly cleaned up the security forces in the villa.

"The target was found, and as predicted by the intelligence services, the other party was sunbathing on the beach."

After receiving the report from the walkie-talkie, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth curled slightly, and he ordered the two fierce-faced men in front of him: "Let's go, it's time to meet my 'filial' son." ”

A few minutes ago.

On the sunny beach, a young man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, black hair and black eyes, and a slightly immature face was lying on a beach chair, letting the sunlight fully fall on his muscular body.

Next to him, there is also a cold royal sister with delicate facial features, plump curves, and a standard workplace three-piece suit.

'Bang bang bang——! ''Da-da-da ’

Listening to the fierce firefight coming from the villa in the rear, the two of them looked unwavering, as if it was not the sound of gunfire, but the firecrackers set off by children.

Placing the remaining half of the martini on the table next to him, the young man stretched, picked up his beach pants and put them on without hesitation, then put on a pair of black wooden glasses, got up and looked at the villa behind: "There is a guest coming." ”

The cold royal sister next to her said expressionlessly: "General, you need me to ......"

"I don't need to."

Rejecting the other party's offer, Ron smiled and groaned, "Life always needs a little surprise, doesn't it?"

However, block out all the surrounding electronic signals. ”

Immediately, he took the initiative to walk towards the villa surrounded by green forests.

As soon as they reached the coconut tree windbreak line at the outermost part of the woods, a group of armed men in camouflage uniforms walked out of the woods and pointed their guns at the handsome young man in front of them: "Stop, squat down with your head in your hands." ”

"I hate it when people put a gun to my head, but someone does it."

Listening to the young man's extraordinarily serious words, several armed men couldn't help but want to laugh.

Thinking that he was Captain America, he was pointed at by dozens of M4A1s, and he dared to say such words that could easily anger the enemy.

Sure enough, he is an arrogant, arrogant, and stupid second ancestor who can't recognize reality.

Half a minute later, the armed men who surrounded the two young men spontaneously retreated to both sides, making way for the two to pass side by side.

A blonde man, surrounded by four strong men with fierce faces and wearing tight blue-black combat uniforms, came to the young man.

Seeing the person coming clearly, the smile on the young man's face became a little bigger: "Isn't this my dear adoptive father, Silas?" What's the point? ”

"Ron!"

Seeing the other party's indifferent attitude, Silas's heart was furious: "So far, you still want to pretend to be stupid?" ”

That's right, the youth is none other than Ron, who has traveled to the Marvel world.

"Well, I can probably guess your purpose."

Spreading his hands, Ron was puzzled, "Can you tell me why?"

Ten years ago, you were just a homeless homeless man after going bankrupt.

If it weren't for my help, how could I have founded ZEEKR and developed it into a giant in the biomedical field in just ten years, and even suppressed the two old giants, Osborne and AIM, and made you a new upstart in the American high society?

Aren't you satisfied? ”