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A busy night…

It wasn't until the nanny knocked on the door early the next morning that the exhausted Mike was relieved.

Damn it Raven, why did you let the nanny go back yesterday?

Mike lamented inwardly.

"Mr. Kent."

The fat, middle-aged nanny Norma held Clark in her arms. Seeing Mike's tired face, she sighed: "It's too hard for you to take care of your child alone."

Mike rubbed his forehead and said, "Fortunately, I'm getting used to it."

Norma smiled, held Clark close to Mike, and whispered: "The job of taking care of children still has to be left to women. You can't do it without a woman in your family."

Hearing this, Mike felt alert.

What does Norma want to do?You don’t want to recommend yourself, do you?

After quickly glancing at the other person's fat body, Mike shuddered and said hurriedly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Getting used to it doesn't work!" Norma looked sad, thinking about Mike: "I know a beautiful girl who is pregnant and wants to find someone to marry. I think you are very suitable. After all, you also have a child. .”

She was rich, handsome, and had a farm. If she were 20 years younger, she would not give up these conditions to anyone else.

Mike's face darkened.

Hey, am I so like a taker?

So his face tightened and he said, "No need."

He picked up his clothes and walked downstairs, saying at the same time: "I have some things to deal with, take care of Clark."

Norma looked at Mike's back with a look of pity.

She still felt that Mike and her daughter were quite suitable, and she would talk about it later if there was an opportunity. If that didn't work, she would have to send her daughter to the hospital.

Mike drove to New York, driving on the streets, feeling the atmosphere of the 80s, and sighed.

In this day and age, there are fewer things to do to pass the time.

However, as far as this world is concerned, it is much more dangerous than his previous world.

Super technology, alien invasion, magical dimension invasion, mutants, superheroes and criminals...

Just thinking about what will happen in the future makes Mike's head hurt.

However, these things have nothing to do with him. After he finishes handling these things, he will concentrate on going home and taking care of his children.

It’s quite good if you don’t fight and kill people.

Thinking of his leisurely life after retirement, the corners of Mike's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

……

New York, a coffee shop.

"As long as you help me kill him and you don't reveal any secrets of the organization, I will never let anyone trouble you. This is my promise."

The dark-faced Sloan looked at Mike with a smile and added: "I have more credibility than Kutcher."

Mike said calmly: "Deal."

Sloan was slightly startled.

He thought he would waste more words, but he didn't expect Mike to agree just like that.

However, after he saw Mike's gaze, his heart became cold.

If he dares to break his promise, kill him...

He read such a message from Mike's eyes.

Naked, without pretense.

"Ha!" He smiled in a low voice and said, "My plan is this, he will be on Wednesday..."

"Stop!" Mike raised his hand and said, "I don't want to hear your long and intricate plan."

It seems that the more links there are in a plan, the easier it is to make mistakes. If there is just one mistake, the plan will be ruined.

Knocking on the table, Mike said: "Tell me the time, place and number of people."

Sloan was stunned, then smiled and said, "You are still as confident as ever."

Mike stood up and said, "Give me the information tonight. This is my phone number."

With a flick of his finger, a card with a phone number written on it fell on the table, and then Mike left quickly.

Sloan picked up the card and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

Male Infertility Hospital, Dr. Lucci.

Turning the card over, looking at the handwritten phone number on the back, he breathed a sigh of relief, put it away close to his body, put a piece of money under the coffee cup, and turned around to leave.

……

Mike's home is, more accurately, a hideout.

Pushing open the door to the apartment, Mike looked at Raven lying on the sofa and said, "Are you here?"

Raven was stunned for a moment. She didn't see Mike's surprised expression. She felt depressed and couldn't help but said, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

"This is the third place you've discovered. How can I be surprised?"

"Giggle!" Raven covered her mouth with a pretentious laugh and said, "Do you have any other safe houses?"

Mike said calmly: "Who knows?"

Raven said seriously: "How was your discussion with Sloan?"

"You care so much about this?"

Ruiwen said sincerely: "Because it has something to do with you."

Mike sneered and said, "This is not funny at all."

"It's boring."

Raven lazily lay back on the sofa.

Suddenly, Mike said: "You are working with Sloan to rescue the leader of the Hellfire Club who was captured two years ago?"

Ruiwen sat up suddenly, her tone became colder, and said, "You want to stop me?"

Mutant……

Ever since the Hellfire Club has been causing trouble all over the world, trying to use force to create a living space for mutants, most ordinary people around the world have become disgusted with the mutant group.

Two years ago, after the leader of Hellfire was captured by SHIELD, Hellfire's actions became low-key, and Raven joined the Assassin's League two years ago.

Except for Mike, who accidentally discovered Raven's mutant identity during an operation, no one else in the Assassin's League knew about it.

Now, Sloan may also know, but only maybe...

"Am I free?"

Raven looked at Mike steadily for a few seconds, then lay down again, gently twirling her long blond hair with her fingers, and her tone couldn't help but become relaxed: "You are indeed not idle, you still have a child to take care of."

"If you're just here to make sure Sloane and I have reached an agreement, you can leave now."

"Hey, how heartless. I also want to ask you what you meant by helping yesterday."

"You'll know after you kill Kuchi."

Raven stood up, smiled at Mike, changed her appearance casually, turned around and left.

She seemed to owe Mike another favor.

After watching Raven leave, Mike sat on the sofa. With a thought, a dagger appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Mike's face was calm as he tossed the dagger up and down.

After two months of exploration, he finally understood the following points about his abilities.

1. Embodiment of memory fantasy is to materialize the things in his memory. Of course, this thing can be reset by him to a certain extent and changed to a certain extent. The degree of change is very low.

2. This 'memory' refers to the memory before the time travel. The things in the memory after the time travel cannot be embodied.

3. There is a time limit for manifesting things, but after all, they are only at level 1. After that... who knows, he hasn't even figured out how to upgrade his abilities.

4. Each manifestation takes time. The more familiar and simple it is, the shorter the time required. Now after his practice, the materialized object he is most familiar with is a dagger.

5. So far, Mike has been unable to manifest modern weapons. I don’t know if this is due to system limitations or because the level is too low.

Finally came to a conclusion...

"Garbage ability!"