Marvel Daily of a Lord God

After King Kong Barbie left, Patch couldn't wait to open the virtual panel of the main god's space, and checked the two functions it said.

A series of introductory texts fell into Patch's eyes——

The divinity of the main god: the super-regular godhead formed by non-human operation in the endless universe. This godhead has two special attributes of the universe, time and space. The new main god's own energy specification will automatically open after reaching a certain level.

"Isn't this the same as the passive skill of a LOL hero! Why are you still talking about being so tall?"

Patch groaned, then looked down again.

Skill exchange: All super character skills, mysterious side knowledge skills, extraordinary skills, technology side knowledge skills in the infinite world created by the main god. Since the previous main **** only created one technology plane, in order to make up for the new main god's space host Due to the loss, the resource management department of the Lanbai Society specially presented the new main **** with relevant skills exchange in the four plane worlds.

All the skills in this function must be converted into exchange points with extraordinary energy. Please continue to work hard for the new master **** space host.

This function involves specific plane worlds: Resident Evil World, World of Warcraft, Wizard World and League of Legends world.

"If I go, there are only four worlds?"

After reading all the introductions, Patch was really speechless. Looking at the gray roof, he said weakly: "My pity that my dream against the sky was shattered before it even started."

After a sudden sense of loss, Patch forced himself to smile again and said, "It's okay, at least he's a great golden finger. At least these four worlds are not as useless as the unreliable main **** before."

"Hey, that's right." A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Patch's mind.

He clearly remembered that King Kong Loli seemed to recharge him with a thousand exchange points before leaving.

"Hey, let's see what's there..."

Reaching out to open the skill exchange panel, Patch excitedly looked at the things displayed on the virtual panel.

But before seeing it for two minutes, Patch was immediately forced again.

"Advanced artificial intelligence red queen: from the world of "Resident Evil", required exchange points: 100,000."

"Mutated version of T virus: from the world of "Resident Evil", required exchange points: 50,000."

"The Frozen Throne of Sargeras: from the World of Warcraft, required exchange points: 250,000."

"Treading Wind - Fist of the Heavens: from the world of "Warcraft", the required exchange points: 180,000."

"Heart of Doom: From "Wizard World", required exchange points: 180,000."

"Morello's Secret Code: From the world of "League of Legends", required exchange points: 200,000."

...

After reading these things introduced above, Patch felt very helpless, extremely helpless.

Looking at the long string of zeros behind these artifacts, which one of these items can he afford to exchange now?

"Pithole! Tiankeng! Why are they all high-end artifacts, why can't you get some cheaper things?" Paqi spread his hands, staring at the virtual panel with a pair of dead fish eyes resentful.

"Alas, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard." After saying this with a bitter face, Patch was about to close the virtual panel.

But just when he raised his hand, a mechatronic sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Sao Nian, as the newly promoted Master God, please don't be discouraged, don't despair."

"As honorable as I am, the previous Lord God, Kibadayat Chanlovski, has already anticipated your plight, and specially prepared a new gift package for you. You only need 1,000 exchange points to get the gift you dreamed of. Supernatural ability."

"Sao Nian, come and exchange it!"

——The noble and great Lord Kibadayet Chanlovskiliu.

Patch's raised hand stopped suddenly in mid-air, and after these words were finished, a page suddenly popped in front of him.

"what?"

Patch couldn't help but stare intently, and read softly: "The True Explanation of Orlando Andres Googol's Wizards."

That's right! What appeared in front of Patch was a projection of a book, and what Patch read was its name.

"It looks very awesome."

Patch exchanged the book without even thinking about it, because he really had no other choice now.

The one thousand exchange points in Patch's personal account on the virtual panel were instantly emptied and returned to zero. At the same time, a book flew out of the void and landed in his hands.

A strange black mist is wrapped around the black cover, and a vague human face can be seen looming in the mist.

Not caring about these, Patch impatiently flipped through the pages.

What is recorded in the book is an unknown language, which Patch has never seen in his previous life, but he can understand it.

"I knew it, there is absolutely no such good thing." After spending more than an hour briefly scanning the contents of the wizard's true explanation, Patch closed the book again angrily.

"Damn it, it's obviously an introductory book for junior wizards, so why the **** do you have to give it such a fancy name."

"Are you kidding me? Isn't it!" Patch casually threw the wizard's truth on the bed, and Patch got up and walked out the door.

...

After going to the orphanage's canteen for lunch, Patch was about to go back to his room when he was stopped by Priest Magellan, who was leaning on a cane.

"Little Patch, come with me to my office."

"Yes, Grandpa Magellan."

Patch took a few steps to help the trembling Magellan priest, and helped him all the way to his office.

"Little Patch, you feel very different to me today."

After helping Priest Magellan to sit down, he leaned his stick aside and said so.

Having just unblocked the memory of his past life for fifteen years, Patch's temperament is indeed very different from before.

It's just that although he was surprised by Priest Magellan's keen sense, Patch didn't confide much to him.

"Grandpa Magellan, this is just your illusion. I am still Patch, nothing has changed."

Priest Magellan shook his head with a smile, and changed the subject: "Little Patch, you will have to leave the orphanage in a few months. Have you thought about what to do in the future?"

According to the laws of the United States, children who grow up in orphanages must leave on time after the age of sixteen, and go to the society to find jobs by themselves, because in the United States, children who have grown up in orphanages can already bear legal responsibility at the age of sixteen. an adult now.

And Patch is only a few months away from turning sixteen, which means that he will have to leave the orphanage in a few months and go to work in the society to support himself.

"I don't know." Patch smiled wryly, and said, "Let's resign ourselves to fate! You can always find a suitable job to support yourself."

"Little Patch, it doesn't matter what kind of work you can do. This is a free country, as long as you protect yourself and don't endanger others, I'm satisfied."

Priest Magellan picked up his cane and stood up, patted Patch on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"I will." Patch nodded and replied in a deep voice.

In the orphanage, not only Sister Meiwes, but also Priest Magellan, the dean, was very kind to him. This veteran who survived the fight against the Nazis on the battlefield of World War II has a very righteous life creed, that is, "peace".

The wounds left by war on the people of the world are not only physical, but also spiritual. Priest Magellan knew this very well.

Although the United States is now in a peaceful age, crimes are still emerging all over the country. Magellan does not want Patch to embark on such a path due to his difficult life in the future, so he deliberately reminded him.

"That's good." After hearing Patch's answer, the elderly Magellan could not help but smile in relief.

"Grandpa Magellan, if there is nothing else, I will go first."

Priest Magellan nodded slightly.

But just when Patch turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly saw something that shocked him beyond measure.

Turning his head suddenly, Patch pointed to a wall of the office, and asked Priest Magellan dumbfounded: "Grandpa Magellan, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This... what is this?"

Looking in the direction of Patch's finger, I saw a poster was pasted on the wall.

The poster showed a burly man in a tight battle suit with blue stars and stripes and five-pointed stars. His battle suit was the same color as the American flag. The man is holding a shield and posing in a cool pose.

"Captain America! What's the matter?" Priest Magellan couldn't understand why Patch was so surprised, and asked aloud.

Captain America! Captain America!

Thunder rolled in Patch's mind, like ten million guns galloping past.

He didn't think that Reverend Magellan, who was nearly ninety years old, would be a fan of Captain America in Marvel comics or movies.

So... obviously there is only one possibility!

"Captain America Steve Rogers is the spiritual symbol of veterans of our generation. He defeated the Nazis and destroyed Hydra. In that era, Captain America was basically the object of worship for ordinary soldiers like me."

"Little Patch, you've seen this poster countless times since you were a child, why should you be surprised!"

"I still remember when you were seven years old and swore you would become Captain America in the future!"

What Priest Magellan said immediately confirmed Patch's conjecture. Patch's mind was still dizzy until he walked out of the office.

Borrowing the only computer in the orphanage, Patch frantically searched for everything he wanted to know.

"Captain America, Tony Stark, WWII Nazis, Hydra..."

"What the **** here is the Marvel world."

"What the **** here is the Marvel world with Captain America, Iron Man, Hulk, Thor... these superheroes."

"My goodness!"