Marvel: God of Injustice
Chapter 7

Unbelievable

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Kingpin's office was not in a good mood.

With Kingpin's oppressive silence hanging over them, everyone stood as stiff as statues, heads lowered, trying to avoid being singled out through eye contact.

At times like this, only Wesley could remain somewhat natural. Even he said nothing, though, and the silent, awkward atmosphere dragged on, making it hard to breathe while no one dared even take a deep breath.

After a long while, once Wesley had delivered his report, Kingpin finally asked his first question.

"So, two of our factories were destroyed, correct?"

Though it was a question, it sounded more like a statement.

No one answered. Wesley, wearing glasses and an expensive suit, looked like a lawyer or an assistant and remained silent.

His second question came: "There was only one attacker, a masked man, correct?"

Still, no one answered.

"So, all we know for sure is that we have a pile of dead people, a pile of crippled people, and a pile of people who ran away, correct?"

The room wasn't cold, but someone was already trembling.

"Wilson."

Wesley spoke. "What we currently know is that this person isn't one of our former enemies. He appeared out of nowhere."

Looking directly into Kingpin's eyes, Wesley spoke calmly and confidently. He always knew when he should speak and what he should say.

"He also wasn't sent by our rivals. The 'product' was destroyed, not taken away."

"This man has strange abilities, Wilson. He isn't an ordinary person."

"His goal may be money. All the cash at the scene was taken away. Perhaps we have a chance to recruit him."

Finally, Wesley closed the folder, leaned forward, and said solemnly, "He's different from every opponent we've faced before."

Kingpin understood what Wesley meant.

Ten corpses. Seven people severely crippled.

This guy wasn't one of those 'heroes.' He was a real lunatic!

As Wesley spoke, the heads of the other factories and projects present all breathed a sigh of relief. Deep down, they thanked Wesley for saving their lives once again.

"Wilson, what are you going to do?"

Wesley didn't ask, What do you think? Kingpin was a tyrannical king. He only needed to hear suggestions before issuing orders.

"Find him. Kill him."

There was no hesitation. Blood debts had to be repaid in blood. Recruiting him or anything like that was not how a ruler behaved.

Wesley turned and nodded to the others. Everyone nodded back before leaving one by one, not disturbing Kingpin as he pondered.

They knew that getting through this for now didn't mean they were truly safe. If they didn't find that man and kill him, the axe hanging over their heads would fall sooner or later.

Only two people remained in the office. Kingpin finally came back to himself after unconsciously snapping the golden bull ornament he had been fiddling with.

Wesley clasped his hands in front of himself. "Wilson, should I start preparing the arrangements for your wedding?"

"Hahaha!"

Kingpin suddenly laughed. "That's right, I was thinking about her." The two had known each other since they had nothing. In terms of friendship alone, it truly fell short of no one else's.

Facing Wesley's teasing, Kingpin answered seriously. "I may have really met a woman who understands me. Do you understand, Wesley?"

Wesley's response was a hug.

"Congratulations, Wilson!"

"I hope I'll have a child someday and have him call you godfather."

"I may not get the chance to be called godfather."

"Haha, you will, Wesley!"

Ever since the system had gifted him ten draws, Leon had not entertained the thought of drawing again, at least not before the system's first upgrade.

Of those previous ten draws, he had been lucky enough to get two green items and one skill. Even among the white items, there had been a four-wheel-drive toy car that charged for two hours and ran for five minutes.

But what about the rest?

Trash! All trash!

And what the hell was Flying Elytra?

Did they think he'd never watched cartoons?

Queen's Victory Cigar?

Did you get Teacher Yu's permission for that?

Leon had discovered that every item in the system's prize pool had some kind of meme behind it. Even if it didn't, the system would force one into the notes.

It was probably the system's twisted sense of humor!

It was pretty funny, but it really wasn't useful!

Leon felt that, excluding unranked items, even a perfect-quality white item had limited usefulness because of its rank. But as long as it was green-rank, it would definitely be useful.

At least, that was how things were for now.

After all, Leon had only drawn two green items, and both had been quite useful.

"Then, it's time to witness a miracle!"

He had 2,200 points, enough for eleven draws.

First, ten draws for a little fun! Then he'd do the last one!

"System, I want ten draws."

Amid a glorious light visible to no one but Leon, the system's prize pool interface flickered, and ten boxes popped out.

All the boxes looked the same. No one knew what type, rank, or purpose the contents had until they were opened. However, these boxes had a ten percent chance of containing a blue item!

The first box opened.

[Transformation Spell Fragment: Black Cat]

Effect: Can transform into a normal-sized black cat. (Transformation duration depends on the Intelligence stat.)

Skill Level: 1

Note: Found a cat outside. Since it was found under a car, it was named A-Du.

Oh! Not bad!

A skill on the first draw. Looks like today was going to be another day full of seven-thousands!

Filled with inexplicable confidence and joy, Leon opened the second box.

Looking at the ruined-quality white kunai in his hand, Leon felt pain.

"A bag of rice, how many floors can it carry?" This thing wasn't even as good as an iron skewer!

Let's welcome the next dream-chaser!

The third box...

"It really is an iron skewer!"

[Senbon x20]

Rank: White

Quality: Ruined

Note: I'm actually a doctor. Acupuncture is what I'm best at.

Leon: ...

I can't believe your bullshit!

Just consider it a warm-up, just consider it a warm-up...

Leon consoled himself inwardly.

"The fourth one! I'm opening it!"

[Anesthesia: Physical (Passive Skill)]

Effect: Attacking the head has a certain chance of causing unconsciousness.

Skill Level: 1

Note: Ever seen fists the size of sandbags?

Hiss...!!!

Ah, this...

It was determined to make him return to his old profession!

First fake acupuncture, then real(?) anesthesia!

Leon couldn't help pondering a question: Was a veterinarian a doctor?

Forget it, next dream-chaser!

White trash.

Next!!!

[Yaya Joy Kit (toothpaste, toothbrush, baking soda)]

Rank: Green

Quality: Fine

Effect: Mixing toothpaste and baking soda and applying it to a wound could stop bleeding and whiten it. Using it with the toothbrush could remove scars.

Note: As everyone knows, toothpaste and baking soda are bad for brushing teeth but great for everything else.

Note 2: Even my grandma's toothbrushing is more passionate than Boruto: Naruto Next Generations!

Leon: Fuck! This is insane!

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