Marvel: The game I made invaded reality.

Chapter 1; Merlin Modification Shop
Liberty City, Hell's Kitchen, Merlin Modification Shop.

It was August at this time, and the weather was hot. During the day, there were not many people walking around on the streets, but at night, people from all walks of life began to appear in the streets and alleys of Liberty City.

Sin and luxury go hand in hand.

In the vast workshop under bright lights, a slanted steel plate car is placed on the work station, and a young man in blue overalls is holding a welding torch, constantly welding and strengthening the joint.

The appearance of the whole car is a bit weird, like a formula car, with a very low chassis and only a crude steel frame.

And the most special thing is the slope of the front section of the car body, which looks like a bucket.

"Clatter..." The shutter door slowly rose, accompanied by a low roar of a locomotive, a man was wearing a black leather jacket, with a circular target imprint on his forehead, and a crazy bald head riding a motorcycle. The motorcycle drove into the workshop.

After entering the door, Bullseye got off the stalled motorcycle and looked at the young man wearing goggles who was concentrating on his work. He did not disturb him, but leaned on the seat playing with darts and waited.

The blinding white light flashed from time to time, making Bullseye frown.

To be honest, for him who often focuses on the crosshairs, he doesn't like this kind of white light that can burn his eyes.

The white smoke rising from the electric welding slowly drifted to the sky above the workshop, and was finally sucked into the outside air by the exhaust fan.

"...Sizzle..." After welding the last node, the young man took off his goggles and looked at the visitors of the modification shop.

"What's the matter?" The boy put the goggles on the workbench next to him, then walked to the refrigerator in the corner, picked up a bottle of Coca-Cola and drank it, throwing a bottle over by the way.

Bullseye caught it, took a sip from the pull tab, and glanced at the boy in front of him. He had profound features, a messy black hair hanging down to his forehead, and he still had the immaturity of a high school student.

But he didn't dare to underestimate the other party.

The boy in front of him is named Merlin Shaw, the owner of this modification shop, but in Hell's Kitchen, it is not easy to preserve the storefront.

Although Merlin Shaw was not very old, he was a master in vehicle modification. The armored car skeleton horse was considered the name of Merlin's modified car dealership in Hell's Kitchen.

In addition, the other party is also responsible for the sale and modification of weapons. Although it is not the largest seller in Hell's Kitchen, all of the products it sells are high-quality products.

"How much explosive bullets do you still have in stock? Our boss wants them all."

"By the way, I need a few MK2 sniper rifles."

"Evil Pluto also comes."

Bullseye crushed the can, and while speaking, accurately threw it into the trash can next to the rolling door.

"You want to carry out an assassination?" Upon hearing this, Merlin raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

Not to mention explosive bullets and MK2 heavy sniper rifles, Evil Pluto is a laser weapon that is perfect for invasion and assassination.

But correspondingly, it will definitely be much more expensive.

The evil Pluto laser rifle is no more criticized than in the three-person-one-dog game, and the effect in reality is obviously much better.

"Yes, how much can it sell for?" Bullseye didn't explain much.

"You're about to take over the whole underground, and you're actually carrying out assassinations." Merlin complained, and then led Bullseye to the backyard of the modified car shop.

"Come with me."

In the backyard, modified sports cars and sedans were lined up side by side. The gorgeous appearance and some technological designs made Bullseye's eyes brighten up immediately.

What attracted him the most was a black body with a big butt, a front body that occupied most of the vehicle, and a large round mouth. It looked like a seahorse from the front, with a smooth appearance and full of future technology.

"You actually modified a Batmobile. How is its performance?" Bullseye couldn't help but move closer and stroked the car body in amazement.

"That name is Vigilante, and now the engine is missing."

"How much is the price?" He asked curiously.

"It ranges from one thousand to 3000 million. If you can get me plutonium elements, it can be cheaper." Plutonium elements are an important raw material for the atomic energy industry. Many vehicle technologies and engine technologies in the five-star good citizen game need to be used.

It is conceivable that it is difficult to buy this controlled raw material, and he doesn't have many.

But for Kingpin, it shouldn't be too difficult.

"Plutonium..." Bullseye secretly memorized it.

"By the way, I remember that school will start soon, how are the darts prepared for me?" He asked casually on the way to the warehouse.

He recognized Merlin's knife forging skills very much, and the darts he made fit his hand very well.

"It's being made for you."

"If you can, make me some bat darts. I want to try to see if they work." After seeing the Batmobile, Bullseye also felt a little itchy.

"Then you need to find some tungsten alloy. Feelings can't be too cheap, right?" Merlin tilted his head and teased.

"no problem."

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"There are still three boxes of burst bullets, a total of 36 pieces, and six boxes of armor-piercing bullets, a total of 72 pieces... There are still MK2 sniper rifles..."

These weapons are still relatively popular, so there are not many stocks.

"The last Pluto has been reserved. If you want it, you have to wait a week."

"Okay, put it on for me!"

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After sending Bullseye away, Merlin looked at the time, turned off the lights in the workshop, hung up the rest sign, and left Hell's Kitchen on his Ducati 916.

The red Ducati drew a red phantom on the street. Merlin felt the strong wind and afterimages whizzing by his ears. He lowered his body and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Merlin is not from this world, or the soul is not.

In his previous life, he was an extreme sports enthusiast. Most of his favorite games were shooting and racing games, and his favorite game was morality and the rule of law, followed by Resident Evil, Call of Duty, and Halo.

In an underground racing competition, he did not escape death after all, and fell off a cliff to his death.

But I don't know if it's because the god of death is not very skilled in business. When he woke up again, he had already transmigrated into a high school student in Queens District of Liberty City.

His real name was Merlin Shaw. After his father died in Hell's Kitchen, he was found and beaten to death by his enemies.

He also time-traveled into the body of this Westerner, and with him came the system in his mind - the Ninth Art Technology System.

That is, by publishing the game, the technology in the corresponding game can be obtained according to the influence.

And the first game the system gave him was a game with a high degree of freedom, and it was also his favorite game - Morality and the Rule of Law 5.

An action-adventure open-ended game and a good citizen simulator.

After the game was released, without exception, it ushered in an explosion, and quickly swept the entire Internet.

(End of this chapter)