Master of the Marvel Universe

Coulson looked into Shen He's eyes. He knew very well that when someone had that look in their eyes, they would not be easily swayed, so he said nothing more.

"What are you worried about?"

After Coulson left, Saiki Kusuo's voice appeared in Shen He's mind.

He could sense that Shen He was tempted by the payment, but he could not understand the reason for his hesitation.

"Of course I'm worried about you." Shen He looked up at Saiki and thought, Saiki, this world is dangerous and cruel. It isn't like your world, which is full of easygoing moments and all kinds of unbelievable things. Let me ask you one thing: can you kill someone?

"..."

Saiki Kusuo did not speak, because he was a little stunned.

In his world, he was absolutely invincible. No one could threaten his safety.

So killing people... how could a comedy manga possibly be that bloody?

"When I was little and got into fights, my father taught me this: if you can win, fight; if you can't, run." Shen He paused before continuing. "But in this world, even a playboy like Tony has personally killed many people. Of course, he can say they were murderers, terrorists, and people who deserved to die, but in my eyes, it's nothing more than a matter of 'if you can win, fight'..."

As Shen He said this, he gently patted Violet's little head before looking back at Saiki Kusuo. "Of all my current companions, Violet is the one I worry about least, because she is more suited to war than anyone else. You're the one I worry about most, yet you're also the one I rely on the most right now."

These past ten-odd days of idling around had also given Shen He time to adjust to the change in his identity.

He was no longer an ordinary office worker. He was now a Master who possessed power and had to survive in this chaotic world.

But Saiki Kusuo could not do that.

The reason was simple: they did not even belong in the same kind of story.

"As for killing people... I can't do it." Saiki Kusuo finally shook his head. "When killing your classmates or parents is as easy as moving a finger, killing becomes something truly terrifying. So please keep me in a defensive role whenever possible... Master."

Shen He suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, a genuinely happy smile. "I'm already grateful that you haven't abandoned me."

His servants were not imaginary, empty characters, nor were they NPCs who merely carried out his orders. They were living people with their own convictions, and Shen He was immensely grateful for that.

Because when Saiki Kusuo, who only wanted to become an ordinary high school student, was willing to follow him into a place of chaos and excitement, the emotion, pride, and fulfillment Shen He felt were things he could never have experienced as an ordinary office worker.

So Shen He ultimately decided to accept S.H.I.E.L.D.'s offer of employment.

He needed to grow strong enough, and quickly, to live up to his servants' expectations.

Tony had been riding high these past few days.

First, he had solved his palladium poisoning and the problem of his imminent death. Then, by studying Shen He's armor, he had made powerful upgrades to the next-generation Mark Armor. With his birthday approaching as well, it seemed all the good things had gathered at once.

So he planned to throw a lavish birthday party to celebrate his new lease on life.

"He, I'm specially inviting you to be an important guest at my birthday party!"

Tony came to Shen He's room carrying a burger and a drink, his little mustache practically curling upward. "Ever since you arrived, Lady Luck seems to have fallen in love with me. Of course, that has nothing to do with you. After all, I'm Tony Stark, beloved by everyone. Hey, I made some upgrades to your armor. When the time comes, we can have a showdown in front of the ladies. Of course, there's no way you can beat me."

"A showdown?" Shen He shot him a sidelong glance. "How about we take off the armor and fight barehanded?"

"Ha, haha." Tony gave a dry laugh. "That's what brutes do. How could that possibly show off my intelligence?"

The last time, Tony had happened to see Shen He testing his physical abilities. Every one of his stats was close to seven or eight times that of a burly man. Only an idiot would fight him barehanded.