I level up alone in Marvel!

[Three months later].

Three months have passed since the events of the "Dark Phoenix", and a lot has happened in the intervening years.

First of all, Aaron's relationship with Emily has improved a lot. He spent more time with her, and many times, he could hear her call him "Daddy", which was enough to make him feel excited.

Second, his attitude towards Hydra has become more passive, and he is now more focused on finding their base than destroying them.

In addition, he began to use traditional methods to increase his stat value.

Yes, he chose a physical build instead of a magical one, but that doesn't mean he can't continue to stack up his intelligence or other attributes to improve his overall strength. Everyone knows that there is no such thing as a bad force.

During this time, he decided to become a craftsman and make his own items. Maybe not as superb as Tony, but it's good enough for his needs. After all, most of the things Fury gave him weren't very good, and while they were better than what came before him, they weren't good enough.

With this in mind, he started a new hobby - handcrafting.

Frankly, sometimes he feels that having such an ability and being classified as a "player" is really a huge plug-in.

Meaning, it took him only two months to master the art of blacksmithing, and, of course, a bunch of books and other materials. But that's not enough, humans aren't the best blacksmiths by Earth's standards, so when he became a master blacksmith, he had to innovate to further improve his craft.

"Can we order pizza?" asked Emily from the kitchen.

"We just had pizza yesterday and we still have beans in the fridge, so let's eat that today," Aaron replied with a smile.

"Well," Emily whispered, looking a little disappointed.

Aaron couldn't help but laugh as he watched her reaction.

Taking a deep breath, he was preoccupied with the task at hand: to create a new weapon.

Walking into the forge in his garage, he picked up an apron and a pair of gloves from his workbench.

"Let's see if this works. He sighed, then picked up an iron ingot and placed it in the fire next to the forge and let it heat up slowly.

Aaron is experimenting with a new method of blacksmithing, and if successful, the items he crafts will have better stats.

That's why he's pouring magic into the material like there's no tomorrow.

When he finished injecting the mana, he turned around and saw that the iron ingot had been heated up enough.

He took a deep breath and fastened a metal wedge to the anvil, then picked up the reddish ingot with pliers and placed it on the wedge, praying, "Please don't break it..."

However, in short, things are broken again. This means that if he wants to add an element of magic to the forge, he may need to go to Asgard to find the dwarf who is definitely not a dwarf, or... Keep trying until you succeed.

"Damn magic forging, I can make AK-47, but I can't forge a knife with magical properties. "

Although Aaron also learned how to make weapons, he was nowhere near as passionate about making weapons as he was about making swords. Sometimes, something just appeals to him.

"Can we watch Snow White?" asked Emily in the living room

Hearing this, Aaron shouted in his heart.

Of all the movies, she just fell in love with the oldest... Perhaps, this is the "Frozen" of their generation. But he wondered why she liked a movie that was more than fifty years old

"Are you sure you don't want to watch other movies, like The Adventures of Cats?" He tried to convince her to choose a different movie.

"No, I love that movie. "Sometimes, being a good father is really painful.

"Well," thought Aaron, sooner or later I would learn to ignore it. "I'm going to make some popcorn, do you want to sprinkle some cheese or lime on top?"

"Cheese!" Emily replied happily, giggling. "Get up and make some cheese popcorn!" Aaron said with a laugh, turning on the stove to make popcorn the traditional way. Because that's the most authentic taste.

"Dad-Aaron," Emily asked, as she walked into the kitchen, "when is Miss Oloro visiting?"

Aaron thought about it, the last time he spoke to her, she was on a plane back to her hometown. "She said she'll be back soon," he replied with a smile while patting her on the head, "You know you can call me 'Daddy,' right?".

"Yes," Emily nodded.

"Good," Aaron smiled, motioning for her to return to the living room.

"Hurry up, A-Daddy!" Emily shouted as she ran to the living room.

Looking at her back, Aaron couldn't help but think about the future, how to protect her from harm.

Being a father is indeed a duty full of worries, especially in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea, "If only I could find her a pet that would protect her!".

He had an idea, and if... It would be nice if he could give her an alien cat that can deal with almost any threat, like a toy store toy, a coo with Cthulhu inside.

After all, the poor alien she-cat was abandoned in the Pegasus base. "Emily, we're going to have a cat!".

"Great!!" Emily excitedly ran back to the kitchen, the smile on her face was about to crack, if it was any wider, Joker would have to sue her for infringement. Aaron had expected her to be happy, but he didn't expect her to be so ecstatic.

[New quest created!=Adopt a cat... An alien cat!

Gollum is the cute-looking but actually deadly elemental eater that was originally a pet companion brought to Earth by the Kree Mai-Will.

But after her death, the mighty Cthulhu cat is alone waiting for someone to interact with it intimately.

Now, will you choose to adopt this lovable, all-devouring cat and give it the perfect chance, or will you let it cause havoc on its own?

Objective = Befriend this alien cat and make it your family member

Reward = a strong protector who can devour all problems, and of course your tuna, $150, 150 XP. ]

It looks like the cash prize basically becomes an adoption fee, which is really interesting.

However, even if it's just Goo, it's a good enough reward. Aaron thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll take care of this tomorrow, but you're going to help me take care of it, okay?".

"Of course!" Emily nodded so quickly that Aaron began to wonder if her head would fall off. It seems that for small children, pets and sweets are like poison, at least in this context, pets are like addictions... This is a metaphor that Aaron never thought to use.