An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

After dismissing Bonnie quickly, Edward slammed the office door shut and locked it with a "bang", and then looked at Kraft with an incredulous expression...

Arale next to her.

"This is so freaking similar, the degree of restoration is ridiculously high, hey! Wait a minute, let's put it this way..."

Edward looked at Alice and Angela who were familiar to him before.

"Isn't this everyday?!...It's a bit messy, let me sort it out first."

Covering his forehead, Edward muttered to himself.

"Hey eh..."

As the focus of Edward's attention, Arale tilted her head in confusion.

Quinn also came up and looked back and forth between Edward and Kraft several times.

"Brother, there seems to be something wrong with this person's brain."

Only then did Edward notice that besides the four familiar children, there were also a cat and a dog wearing red scarves.

"Where did the dog come from?! Bah! Even Qinchuan Derich has it! Who are you guys?!"

Edward, who was confused for a long time, remembered to ask about the origins of these people.

"Craft Lee, once called Edward Wang." Kraft pointed to himself, and said honestly: "Should it be you in the parallel world?"

After seeing Edward's performance, Kraft suddenly didn't seem to admit that the guy in front of him was his peer.

"That's right! In Marvel's settings, multiverses of parallel time and space are the norm...what the hell! Then what's going on with them?! You can't have a two-dimensional lottery system, right?! This is too How unfair!"

"Uh... don't get excited, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Hearing now, Kraft also roughly guessed what kind of situation he was in front of him.

This is a traveler without amnesia, and there is a so-called system on him...

I really want to study it!

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?!"

Edward instantly noticed Kraft's malicious gaze.

"Ahem, nothing..."

Kraft, who was caught, looked away and coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Bah! I'm a scientist too! I know that look very well!"

"I'm just curious about the system in your body, and I won't really dissect you."

Kraft, who couldn't hide it, said very bachelorly.

"It's as if you don't have a system yourself, why don't you study yourself!"

"I really don't have a system..."

Feeling that it would be endless to continue to talk about it, Kraft didn't wait for Edward to speak, and directly explained his situation in a crackling voice.

"Well, that's basically it. I should have had such a system before, but it's already gone...Hey, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Edward Wang knelt down on the ground with a look of grief and indignation as if he had been struck by Martin Lee's salted fish energy.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Pounding the floor hard twice was to vent the depression in his heart. Then Edward got up from the ground, patted the dust on his knees, and replied nonchalantly: "It's nothing, I just feel the difference in the world."

Then he sat back in his chair and began to tell his story.

As Kraft guessed, Edward Wang, or Wang Mian, did not lose his memory, but unlike Kraft, he was not an orphan, but had biological parents in this world.

At first, he only thought that he was reborn in the United States in 1970, and he wanted to reach the pinnacle of his life with the standard system of time traveler on his body. Then he saw Howard Stark on TV, and only then did he know that he was a time traveler. To the Marvel world.

Edward was also unwilling to accept his fate at the beginning, but the so-called great scientist system, apart from allowing him to learn faster and think more clearly during research, did not have any particularly powerful functions.

Even accelerated learning is hard piled up in the virtual space with sea of ​​questions tactics.

After struggling for a while, I found that even with systematic help,

He couldn't be as good as a hacker like Stark, so Edward simply resigned to his fate and didn't take the initiative to join those dangerous places. Even if he joined Stark Industries, it was because of the high wages here. Haven't had any contact with Iron Man himself.

Although he didn't become a superhero, Edward's life here is still very happy.

As for Thanos snapping his fingers a few years later, he will be rescued in the end anyway, so he doesn't care.

"Uh...you really think about it..."

"Otherwise what can we do?"

Edward slumped on the chair, looking like a salted fish like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"It's impossible to work hard. I don't have the aura of the protagonist, and my golden fingers are not strong enough. I can only maintain my life by helping others."

"Ah this..."

Anyway, Kraft couldn't understand Edward's mentality.

"Even if you don't have technology from other worlds, you can still use Marvel's own technology, such as the steel suit or Peter's spider ability. It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"That's what I said, but the same thing is done by different people, there is still a big difference. Even Peter Parker has a version that turns into a spider demon. I dare not risk my life to try it. As for the Iron War Yi, I do have that technique, and I even secretly made a few sets, but this thing can’t be seen, it will be approached by Stark, and I’m not interested in being a superhero in America.”

Compared with Kraft, Edward lived in an earlier age. At that time, the living environment of Chinese Americans in the United States was even worse. Naturally, he would not have a good impression of this country.

"Then why don't you go back to your country? Join the God Spear Bureau or something."

"Then there must be a God Spear Bureau..."

Edward sighed helplessly, "This parallel world of mine is a pure movie version. Not only does it not have the Spear Game, but it also doesn't have any saber weather witches. The white-hearted banana man Erwuzi."

"Well……"

Now Kraft had nothing to say, he could only pat Edward on the shoulder sympathetically, and handed him a nano earphone.

"What's this?"

"Nano earphones, I made them to facilitate our contact in various parallel worlds..."

Kraft briefly introduced the functions of this headset, and Edward followed his words and boarded the Kraft Council Forum.

"This master assassin... is also us?"

Edward, who was browsing the forum, asked.

"Yes, he lost his memory just like me, and then got the inheritance of Assassin's Creed."

"..."

Edward was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Tell me, if I lose my memory now, will I still have a chance to be criticized?"