Marvel: I Can Control Metal

Leo also picked up a cleaning cloth from the side, soaked it with water, and began to wipe the worktable with a layer of floating dust.

Rubbing the traces on the workbench, Leo also smiled, "Okay, I'll tell you."

At this time, I also forgot the purpose of the visit, looked at the small models around, and started talking.

"Uncle George, do you remember the Manhattan monster incident that was very popular on the Internet?" Leo said, looking at the gunpla beside him.

"Of course I remember that at that time, eight streets of Manhattan were destroyed, and many people were killed and injured. At that time, TV was always reporting that incident, but... that monster seems to be the Hulk, right?"

George recalled and asked.

"Yes, but at that time, Dr. Banner had no way to control the Hulk in his body. At that time, the Hulk was also irrational, which is why that incident was caused."

"But to be honest, that incident still made a lot of people uncomfortable with Hulk," Leo said.

"On that day, I still remember quite clearly that an old customer came to me and ordered this model of the original Gundam. The reward at that time was 50,000 yuan."

"Of course, the metal model that was ordered at that time was more than 1.3 meters, which was much larger than this. This is a commemorative model that I kept for myself."

Leo waved his hand, and a lot of metal ingots flew down from the shelf on one side and melted into the small model on the ground.

It was obviously an extremely hard metal, but it all turned into a flowing liquid and began to rapidly shape in the air.

"He was a regular customer. He had bought a lot of models here, talked a lot, and even brought me a lot of business. I also regarded him as a friend."

"But I know, after all, I was still young at that time, so I always chatted online and never met. He provided me with metal, and I made models for him, which was also my early metal source."

A one-meter-three metal model quickly took shape in the air.

George is also staring straight at the prototype model in the air. No matter how many times he has seen this situation, he will be fascinated by it.

"But after I handed the model to him, he asked me to go to the warehouse to pick up a surprise, which turned out to be himself, and he violated our agreement.

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"He brought a few younger brothers, and he still held a gun in his hand."

Speaking of this, Leo also paused slightly and continued to wipe it up. The model in the air has generally appeared, and details are being debugged.

"What happened?" George's hands clenched involuntarily.

"He wanted to take me away and go to Africa to make models for him, and I didn't know until then that they were all gangsters."

In the short ten seconds of speaking, the model in the air has been completely formed, except that there is no color coating on the exterior, the rest of the style is exactly the same as the previous small model.

The weight of hundreds of pounds fell silently on the tile floor without making any sound.

Leo also involuntarily grabbed the non-ferrous metal on the side and began to modify the exterior of the model.

"You must have guessed the result. That day was the first time I killed someone. I sealed that person in metal forever, and kept him with the model forever."

Leo used a plain tone, but uttered such terrifying words.

But in George's eyes, he was a little fortunate, fortunate that Leo killed those people, otherwise, Leo, who had no resistance, would only leave them forever.

"Since then, I quit the modeling circle, and I didn't sell these models anymore. I just played and played to exercise my ability. It can also be regarded as a hobby of my own."

"But speaking of it, I only received half the deposit for that model, and I still have $25,000 left to pay."

Leo laughed and took a few steps back. Looking at the perfect gunpla in front of him, he couldn't help but nodded, "Uncle George, do you know? It took me about two hours to make this model back then. ."

"Now, it only takes a minute." George continued.

"Hey, not bad, I can sell this model for tens of thousands. It seems that I can still make money."

Leo said something funny, which can be regarded as diluting the serious atmosphere just now.

George gently stroked Leo's shoulder, "Leo, at that time, it was also hard for you."

"It wasn't hard work, but... it was just a little uncomfortable at the time. Speaking of which, I haven't come to sculpt these models carefully for a long time. It seems that I almost forgot about this hobby."

A silver metal rod flew into Leo's hand, Leo squeezed it gently, the hard metal in his hand was just a piece of soft plasticine.

After a few clicks, it was pinched into a small cartoon figure and placed in his hands, looking a little ecstatic.

The lights above the head became brighter and brighter, and finally returned to its former brightness.

George looked at Leo's appearance, but a strong smile appeared on his face, picked up the rag beside him, and began to wipe the surroundings.

In Leo's mind, however, the memories of those childhood days were flashing back madly.

Especially in the first few years when I came to this world with consciousness, after discovering my superpower, I slowly made money and accumulated wealth to buy metals.

At that time, every day was extremely happy, as if I really returned to my childhood and experienced a childhood life that I had never experienced before.

The metal control ability is not very proficient, and even deforming the metal is a bit laborious, but Leo made models one by one at a time.

As the ability gradually became stronger, Leo also enjoyed the process more and more.

In those years, I don't know how many models were made to express the emotions of the previous life, but they were all destroyed and made into other appearances.

At the same time, he is slowly accepting this world, this familiar and unfamiliar Marvel world.

Leo was a little fortunate at this time, fortunate that he was still early, and spent a good childhood before meeting Tony Stark.

Leo's mentality is also slowly changing, letting go of his past attachments and accepting new things and feelings.

But it was said to be put down, but in the end it was buried deep in my heart.

It is these memories that make up me, how can I abandon these memories and emotions.

At that time, Leo was still a good boy full of joy, kindness, friendliness, longing and expectation.

The turning point of everything, or after completely cutting into the plot, Leo felt his own changes.

Of course, the most important thing is the lack of memory, which makes Leo feel fear and loss.

He somewhat regretted destroying the metal models that represented his memories.