The Poor Rely on Mutations

Super Soldier abilities were a must-have. Even with significant restrictions, Kyle had no reason to skip drawing for them.

Furthermore, the restriction only applied to blue rarity Ability Cards. He could still draw blue Ability Cards that lacked the rare attribute. However, given the current stage of the Marvel world's timeline, there weren't many people holding Ability Cards above Super Green rarity for him to draw from.

It was the half-hour continuous drawing time that forced Kyle to spend considerable effort, persuading Steve and Carter with his words as he meticulously explained the previous counterattack.

Of course, things like the [Stealth] Ability Card, [Vicious Dog] Creature Card, and [Gem Energy] were directly omitted.

"...So, I infiltrated the large base's armory just like that... Who knew, I coincidentally encountered the enemy commander in the basement of the warehouse... After killing him, I planted timed bombs inside the warehouse."

"The rest was simple. I just had to escape the pursuit of those German Soldiers, leave the warehouse, and detonate the bombs. With the base's internal defense mechanisms compromised, they wouldn't be able to stop our follow-up raid of a hundred troops." Kyle finished his story, completely fabricating it to prolong the drawing time.

Feeling a bit parched, he took a sip of water and realized Steve and Carter were still immersed in the description of the previous battle.

"A solo infiltration, disrupting the enemy base's defense system single-handedly, that's truly spectacular," Steve praised, his eyes flashing with a hint of envy.

This was the kind of experience he had always dreamed of.

"You really dared to infiltrate the base alone, risking your life," Carter summarized coolly.

"Have you ever heard the saying—if you lose your passion, your life will become dim and lusterless?" Kyle smiled confidently, looking at the two in front of him and stating with certainty, "Even if I had the chance to do it again, I would still bet my life on the side that promises both harvest and risk."

"Rather than being a star accompanying the moon, I'd rather choose to spontaneously combust across the cosmic sky, shining brightly as I challenge the sun."

No matter what kind of protagonist you are, no matter what kind of invincible villain you are, if you stand in my way, I will fight you.

As long as I'm here, Marvel has no protagonist!

This was Kyle's life creed in this world; no one could make him yield or submit.

Looking at the man whose beliefs and aura were incredibly powerful, Carter's beautiful eyes couldn't help but reveal an unusual emotion.

"Kyle, you're right. Life should be passionate and exciting like this." Steve quietly clenched his fists, as if he had been injected with adrenaline, excitedly wishing he could rush to the front lines and challenge a base by himself right now.

"Don't worry, gold will always shine. Steve, your strength is genuine, and you are absolutely qualified to fight alongside me. I am absolutely certain of this," Kyle said with a smile.

After all, as one of Marvel's representative heroes, Steve with his shield was nearly an even match for anyone.

"By the way. Carter, you've been following Steve for so long, you two wouldn't...?" Kyle winked playfully.

Carter shot him a cold glance. "This is just work, to collect further data on Super Soldiers."

"That's right. Kyle, don't talk nonsense," Steve quickly waved his hands to clarify.

"You two are quite a match, really, aren't you considering it?" Kyle continued.

Clang!

The spoon was thrown onto the metal plate. Carter couldn't help but stand up from her seat, uttering, "I'm done eating," before striding towards the cafeteria door and leaving.

Steve sighed and complained, "Kyle, you're being too blunt."

"I'm creating an opportunity for you," Kyle said, patting his shoulder as if he were looking out for him, and gesturing towards the door. "Are you sure you're not going to chase after her?"

"Uh. I know. I'll find you this afternoon." Steve, having undergone the Super Soldier serum modification, had become much sharper and quicker-witted. He nodded quickly and chased after Carter's departing figure.

After the two left, Kyle finally let out a sigh of relief, his hand tightly pressed against his chest. Sweat poured from his forehead.

[Super Soldier], drawing complete!

As soon as this rare blue Ability Card was stored in his Card Space, it occupied a dominant position, overshadowing all the other cards.

Concurrently, a piercing pain from the inside out made Kyle feel as if he were being repeatedly roasted on a barbecue grill.

He knew that the Super Soldier, a physique-type Ability Card, had begun to thoroughly transform his own genes and physique.

"I need to find a place to complete the genetic metamorphosis of my physique," Kyle muttered, quickly thinking of a safe and reliable location.

The training base, the public shower room.

Since the performance on the stage hadn't ended yet, the shower room was empty at this time.

Entering a private cubicle, Kyle stripped off his clothes and equipment, turned on the shower, and let cold water cascade down from above, washing over his well-built body covered in various scars.

Despite this, the stinging pain and heat in his body intensified! Even his bones were creaking!

Something inside him was breaking! Tearing apart! And then being forcibly reshaped!

"Ugh!" Kyle's eyes were bloodshot. He materialized the card-ified Nepalese Kukri and bit down on it fiercely between his teeth as a stress reliever, preventing himself from crying out in pain.

If anyone were watching, they would surely see Kyle's naked body gradually swelling and then receding, as if adjusting to its most ideal form.

Veins pulsed and bulged, and his muscles became even more solid and lean after expanding and contracting.

The mutation process lasted for three minutes.

"Hoo!"

Kyle opened his mouth, and the Kukri dropped to the ground. The finely crafted steel blade now bore a clear set of teeth marks.

His pectoral muscles were still beating rapidly but were beginning to stabilize. His skin emitted heat, and the scars that had been on it seemed to have been washed away, leaving no trace of their past.

Metamorphosis successful!

Kyle clearly realized this because he could feel that his body was filled with a power he had never possessed before.

"Although Super Soldier is the most perfect physique attainable by humans, I can no longer be considered human now, can I?" Kyle muttered. Now, his lifespan, the natural aging of his cells, his physical strength, his learning, memory, and thinking speed, were all no longer within the top tier of human definitions.

It could be said that it was a humanoid monster, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration.

"Finally, I have a trump card that can get a stable foothold in this world." Kyle also breathed a sigh of relief, significantly reducing his burden and pressure.

Even though he had the Card Draw Ability before, he was still within the definition of human, and could easily die if hit by a bullet. But now, even if hit by a bullet, it would only cause a minor injury, not a life-threatening severe wound.

Therefore, the Super Soldier ability was a huge step forward in Kyle's strength growth, and an indispensable one.

After Kyle showered and put on his officer's uniform, he noticed he had grown a bit taller, reaching nearly 185cm.

His physique and abs had also become much tougher and stronger, filling out his clothes and giving him a more imposing aura.

Truly, the poor rely on mutation.

Kyle sighed inwardly and leisurely left the shower room.