I Am In Marvel

Ability cards that can be drawn?

Is this my golden finger as a soul piercer...

Lu Ming didn't delve into it, and immediately extracted the [Basic English Proficiency] on the young man.

In fact, I just thought about it, the three-second extraction time was over, and the words of the young man beside the bed could be heard in my ears, "Are you really okay? Your face looks very bad, do you want to go to the military doctor's room to take a look? ."

"Uh, I'm fine. I just haven't woken up yet." Lu Ming tried to reply, English was like his native language, and he spoke it with a local accent.

"It's fine." The young man relieved and handed over the water cup and medicine in his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's take the medicine first."

Lu Ming nodded, swallowed the pills, took a few sips of water, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, I feel alive. By the way, my head is still a little dizzy now, I want to confirm with you, I am here. Where is it?"

Seeing Lu Ming's serious expression, the young man was stunned for a moment, and quickly scolded as a joke: "Kyle, you won't get dizzy, right? This is the training base of the US military."

"Kyle, the military training base?" Lu Ming pondered, knowing that the original body's name was Kyle, and he also took Kyle as his new name by default.

From now on, there will be no Lu Ming; there is only a brand new Kyle.

After all, no matter how cruel the reality is, life must go on.

The young man continued: "Yes, the training base. As recruits, we have only come to train for one day. Maybe the weather is too hot, and you fainted from heat stroke during the high-load running training."

Heatstroke, it seems that this body's physique is not very good.

Kyle secretly complained, as if he suddenly remembered something, he quickly put his hands on the thin shoulders of the young man, and hurriedly asked, "By the way, let me ask you another question: Have you heard of 'Avengers'? This is very important , tell me quickly."

Confirming whether this is the Marvel world is the top priority.

"Kyle, don't shake it so hard." The young man rolled his eyes, as if his malnourished and thin body was about to fall apart.

After Kyle stopped, he answered slowly: "I really don't know what you said, what alliance, what is that?"

"Don't you know..." Kyle frowned, and soon seemed to remember something, and asked with wide eyes: "Wait, what time is it? I'm asking the date."

"Kyle, you won't really hit your head." The young man said in surprise.

"Tell me now."

"It's September 1943."

"1943, it was the Second World War..." Kyle fell silent. Even in the Marvel world, the Avengers did not exist during World War II.

Oh, and one more iconic character.

"Last question." Kyle took a deep breath and asked anxiously, "Is there a person named 'Steve' in the training camp here?"

"Steve?" The young man's expression became weird.

"Yes, Steve Rogers." Kyle quickly confirmed that during World War II in the Marvel world, there were the first heroes of the Avengers.

Captain America, he should also be Marvel's earliest superhero.

"Kyle, what are you talking about. Don't you and I know that person." The young man blinked, and under Kyle's suspicious eyes, he pointed to his nose and said with a smile, "I am Steve. Rogers."

Hearing this, Kyle opened his eyes in shock and looked at the young man in front of him from head to toe again.

Compared to normal young people, he looks thin and petite, with simple blond hair and a face that looks weak but not righteous. Well, no wonder it feels a little familiar, isn't this Captain America himself before the injection of the super soldier potion.

Since he is here, this is indeed the Marvel world.

Kyle was not in the mood to pay attention to the real idol in front of him. He didn't know whether he was happy or scared. He was very excited when he thought of getting in touch with the black technology of superheroes living in the movie. But when I think of the powerful villains in the Marvel world, I have a headache.

However, this is Marvel during World War II. It is difficult to say whether he has the life to live into the 21st century. It is too early to worry about Thanos snapping his fingers.

Besides, Captain America is right next to him, so how can this be considered a thigh? (Mosquito legs, also legs)

Kyle thought of this, and his eyes changed when he looked at Steve, which made Steve shudder and take a half step back subconsciously.

"By the way." Steve seemed to remember something important, and said worriedly: "Sir Brandt asked me to inform you that when you wake up, let you go to see him."

"Oh, the officer who trains new recruits?" Kyle nodded. After watching the first Captain America movie, he was still a little impressed with the role of the training officer.

I remember that before Steve became Captain America, he was targeted by his superiors and fellow comrades because of his thin body.

Maybe it was the original owner of the body that caused him the trouble. As a recruit, he fainted from heat stroke on the first day of training, which probably gave the officer a very bad impression.

Kyle pondered for a moment, and said calmly, "I don't quite remember how the chief's office went, you take me there."

"Okay, come with me." Steve nodded.

Steve took Kyle out of the barracks dormitory, and the two walked on the inner road of the base.

The sun was shining outside the door, and on the training ground of the huge base, teams of young soldiers in white shorts and bare arms were running under the slogan.

"Hey. Look, isn't this Kyle and Steve."

"I suffered from heat stroke on the first day of training. It's really a white face."

"A small white face and a thin boy, these two are really good."

A team of recruits whistled past the two of them, apparently training teammates who lived in the same dormitory.

"Kyle, you don't need to pay attention to them." Steve turned back to comfort, but saw that Kyle's face was not at all resentful, but with a faint smile.

Of course, Kyle ignored the recruits. For him, who had his own card-drawing golden finger, only Steve, who soon became Captain America, was qualified to be his comrade-in-arms.

On the way to the chief's office, Kyle was constantly testing his card-drawing ability.

Soon, he came to a point:

First of all, as long as he is within three meters of the body, he can obtain the card information of the opponent.

Classification is currently simply divided into item cards and ability cards. Item cards cannot be extracted, and ability cards can be copied and extracted freely.

Ability cards, that is, a person's skills and abilities. Common skills such as English basics, car driving and other ability cards are all white cards. Those who reach a certain level of professional proficiency, such as English proficiency and pistol proficiency, become green cards.

"Green ability cards can also be drawn, but the time to draw is longer than white..." Kyle was still groping for the ability to draw cards, and Steve suddenly reminded him to pat him on the shoulder and lead him to a room.

"Report sir! Soldier Steve, I brought Kyle here."

"Uh, soldier Kyle, come and report!"

Kyle followed Steve, and the two stood at the door of the office with a standard salute.

"Come in!" In a solemn and calm voice, the two walked into the office side by side. The inside was simple and neat in the style of a military camp, with a desk in the center.

A middle-aged man in an officer's uniform was sitting on an office chair, and he seemed to be Chief Brandt. In addition, there was a female detective in a small wrap skirt and military uniform standing beside the desk, holding a record document.

"Soldier, how is your health?" Chief Brandt looked at Kyle coldly, and Kyle immediately replied: "Report, sir, your body has recovered, and you can continue training immediately."

"Oh?" Chief Brandt frowned and said calmly, "You don't need to train. You can go back and pack your things, and someone will take you home tomorrow morning."

Steve's face changed slightly, and this sentence was undoubtedly announcing the death sentence for Kyle's career as a soldier.

The female detective did not say a word, and lowered her head to record something on the document.

Only the person involved, Kyle, had a calm face, as if it wasn't him, and said calmly, "Report sir, I insist on staying and continue training as a soldier."

Chief Brandt snorted coldly, "Training? What more training is there? He fainted from heat stroke on the first day, and his willpower was not good. It's a shame for our US military!"

"You said, what qualifications and abilities do you have as a soldier to defend your family and the country?" Speaking of which, Chief Brandt glanced at Steve, apparently scolding him as well.

Faced with doubts, Kyle took a deep breath, took a step forward, and answered confidently: "Give me a chance, I will show my abilities and qualifications to the chief."

With such a distance, Kyle stepped within three meters of Chief Brandt, concentrated his thoughts, and more than 30 cards ranging from white and green came into view.

Good guy, worthy of being an officer who trains new recruits, there are nine green cards alone!

[Pistol Mastery], [Rifle Mastery], [Military Auxiliary Equipment Mastery], [Military Boxing Fighting Mastery], [Training Soldiers and Coaching Mastery]...

"It's not a small tone, talk about it, how do you want to show it?" Chief Brandt sneered coldly. It is understandable that a talented person can say this with confidence, and a lack of ability to say this is conceited.

On the first day of training, a recruit who fainted from heat stroke while running, what talents does he have?

The female detective next to the desk also shook her head secretly, and her perception of Kyle was getting worse. Although the soldier in front of him could be ranked in the top three in the entire training camp in terms of appearance, the willpower and self-knowledge ability even Steve had Can't compare.

"If you don't believe me, sir, do you want to compete with me, a soldier." After seeing Sir Brandt's card, Kyle felt more confident and calmly said, "If I win, then I will continue to stay in the barracks. .If I lose, I don't need to trouble the boss to fire me, I'll pack up and leave by myself."

"Competition? Just you? You don't want to play cards or flip a coin, do you?" Chief Brandt looked at an idiot.

"Of course not, I want to compete with Chief Brandt, as a soldier!" Kyle said with a deep breath.

"Enough! Soldier, don't be too presumptuous!" Chief Brandt patted the table and stood up, and said angrily, "What qualifications do you have to compete with me? You are humiliating an officer, and I can completely sue you to the military. Go to court!"

Kyle knew that he had no way out, so he could only insist: "Of course I didn't mean to insult the officer, I was serious, and wanted to take this opportunity to show my talent as a soldier."

"You!" Chief Brandt was about to say something when the female detective next to him interjected and asked, "Soldier, what do you want to compare with Chief Brandt?"

"It's like - marksmanship. Any gun will do." Kyle replied firmly.

The female detective stared straight at Kyle, as if trying to find something from his face, and finally said, "I think I can give him a chance.", and returned to the original silence.

"If you want to compare your marksmanship with me, I don't know if you are too confident or give up on yourself." Chief Brandt sneered, sat back in the chair silently, and said, "Then I will make you go home and be convinced. Point, in the range, than the fifty-meter target of the rifle."

"Okay." Kyle secretly sighed, everything was expected, and his attention was now on the female detective.

If you can insert the chief, this female detective seems to have a lot of background. See if she has any ability cards that can come in handy next.

Kyle did what he wanted, and his thoughts immediately fell on the female detective. The next moment, he was almost stunned.

Far more than the thirty or so of the officer, more than seventy ability cards jumped out from the female detective's body. The white and green cards were intertwined, almost covering the entire mature and slim body.

[Psychology Mastery], [Medical Aid Mastery], [Morse Code Mastery], [Assassination Mastery], [True Rifle Mastery], [Etiquette Mastery]...

There are no less than twenty green ability cards alone!

And among them, there is also a card that is even more emerald green than the ordinary green card, which is dazzling...

"Since this is a bet, it is best to have a paper certificate if the agent can witness it." Kyle suggested with a smile, of course he was not talking up at this juncture.

It takes three minutes for whoever asks to draw a green ability card, and the distance to draw must be within one meter.

However, his appearance of victory made everyone in the office, including Steve, silent.

Notes for reading: This book adheres to the YY characteristics of Marvel's own superheroes, individualism, technology and mythology.

(That is, some plots would rather exaggerate, increase item attributes, and match the protagonist)