American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

New York.

Hyperion Technology Building, empty conference room.

A huge virtual screen displayed a conference venue in front of Luke Field.

…

New York.

A hotel.

The crowded crowd was isolated outside the isolation zone. In front of the steps of the hotel were reporters armed with long guns and short cannons, waiting eagerly.

"I'm coming!"

The sudden noise was accompanied by a roaring and speeding sports car. When the fiery red sports car stopped in front of the hotel, the reporters gathered in front of the steps suddenly seemed to have received some order and took big steps.

He and his colleagues rushed forward carrying their own eating utensils.

The car door opened, and a fat man with a taut expression who tried hard to look serious and dignified struggled to get out of the driver's seat, then stepped aside and opened the car door for a man in a straight suit.

Wearing a pair of black sunglasses, the man paused in front of the car. He curled his lips when he saw the reporters swarming in front of him. Under the protection of his fat bodyguards and hotel security guards, he walked towards the car.

Go to the hotel door.

"Tony Stark, what do you have to say about Stark Industries' stock surge?" This is Finance.

"Tony Stark, supermodel Asila revealed in an interview with reporters that she traveled to New York with you two days ago and returned to your mansion in Malibu, Los Angeles with you in the evening. Is this true?" This is

entertainment.

"..."

Tony Stark was arranging his cuffs with his hands and had no intention of answering the questions from the reporters around him. At this moment, a pretty female reporter took advantage of her tall and thick colleague to grab the hotel security guard around him and carry him with him.

Holding his own microphone, he rushed to him with incredible agility while stepping on the ten-centimeter height of Hentiangao. He handed over the microphone, followed Tony Stark's footsteps while walking forward, and asked questions very fast.

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"Tony Stark, do you agree with what Justin Hammer, the head of Hammer Industries, said that your talent in technological invention and creation is excellent, but not unmatched?"

When Tony Stark heard this, he stopped moving forward. With his right index finger, he gently pulled down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing his eyes under the sunglasses. He first carefully looked at the female reporter's beautiful face.

His face, then his eyes moved down, and he glanced up and down at the tall and curvy figure wrapped in a tight-fitting long skirt, and smiled.

"What's your name? Forget it, I can spare some time in the evening to accept an exclusive interview with you. You can contact my secretary and assistant, Pepper..., oh, she is not around now, contact my bodyguard Happy Ho

The roots are ready, yes, this is this fat and reliable man. He will arrange the time." Tony Stark pointed forward and relied on his own weight to push like a boat that might capsize at any time under the wind and waves.

Happy Hogan, who was standing in front of the group of reporters, said with a tone of voice when he saw the female reporter who looked startled and then beamed with joy.

"As for Justin Hammer, I have nothing to say to him. After all, in order to compete with Stark Industries, he has created many 'geniuses' who can compete with me over the years, and he has even performed in battle himself. It is a pity.

, he can only be regarded as an arms dealer at best. Stop using me to hype the geniuses he praised. I know that I am a hot commodity. But in this business, being famous will not make his 'products' sell better.

"

"What about Hyperion Technology?" The female reporter saw that Tony Stark wanted to leave, and immediately took advantage of the opportunity to ask another question: "Hyperon Technology founded by Luke Field is known as the most valuable company in the new century.

Technology companies that are looking forward to it, some even think that it can be comparable to Stark Industries in the future..."

"That genius boy who was less than fifteen years old and could independently create a mechanical dog on his own and create an amazing program for it as a gift for his fifteenth birthday?" Tony Star

Ke stopped raising his steps and looked at the female reporter with interest.

The female reporter nodded quickly.

"One thing is true, he has something, but not much. When I was ten years old, I could already do what he could only do when he was fifteen." After Tony Stark finished speaking, he walked up the steps of the hotel.

, turned around and said to the female reporter who was blocked by hotel security again: "But overall, he is much better than the geniuses created by Justin. I suggest that Justin cooperate with this genius boy, which will help the recent stock downturn.

Hammer Industries shares soared."

…

"Are you looking at this megalomaniac again?"

A voluptuous blonde knocked on the door and pushed in. She frowned when she saw the virtual image extinguished and disappeared in front of her eyes, and the highly recognizable face of Tony Stark.

"His talent can support his arrogance." Luke Field stood at the conference table with his hands crossed and resting on his chin.

Luke Field, or Lu Ke, is a standard time traveler.

After Luke cleared the game and turned over the cards, his vision went dark and he was inexplicably reborn into this world. It’s unclear whether he was lucky or unlucky. He did not become a member of the time traveler orphanage, but had a father and a mother.

The elders are all present. The family background can even be said to be good. His mother is a director of a listed company, and his father is a partner of the largest law firm in New York. This has made Luke Field have lived a life that is better than many time travels since he was born.

The life of the predecessors was much superior.

Luke Field was always satisfied, until one day he saw a slutty man on TV. His mood was not so good.

Stark International.

Osborne Industries.

Hammer Military Industries.

After an in-depth understanding, these familiar names of big companies directly crushed Luke Field's young heart that was pretending to be young at the time. If he didn't have a system golden finger that was always counting down to awakening,

He was afraid that he would start to mess up on the spot and fall in love with it. Ever since he knew that the world he was in was the world of the Marvel Universe, his wish to pray that the system's golden finger countdown would be accelerated every day became much more pious.

On the day of his fourteenth birthday, the countdown of his system's golden finger finally reached zero.

He closed his eyes in front of the cake with almost excitement and anticipation, and followed the countdown in his mind, counting the ever-decreasing countdown numbers. After the number reached zero, the countdown in his mind disappeared, and what appeared was a scene similar to

The dazzling golden light after the flash of the flop.

A golden card appeared, then shattered into pieces and merged into Luke Field's body, letting him know for the first time what this golden finger was.

A lottery system for character cards.

[Talent Card: Maker Luke!]