[ Timeline Convergence ]
[Condition: Ensure Captain America falls into the Atlantic Ocean ice as originally planned, and maintain the stability of the timeline during this process.]
[Comment: You understand that some legends must slumber in anticipation of the future. You have acted Guardian of the timeline, and this forbearance will bring rich rewards.]
[ Brand Endorsement ]
[Condition: Sign a top-tier global brand endorsement contract for any of your heroes/villains]
[Comment: Successfully transformed personal influence into commercial brand value]
[ Center of Attention ]
[Conditions: Shoot and release your first superhero commercial or trailer, and get at least 1 million views]
[Comment: Moving from behind the scenes to the forefront, and beginning to utilize the power of modern media]
Over the years, the system has activated three new achievements.
Lynn was not surprised at all by the achievement of the [ Brand Endorsement ] and [ Center of Attention ].
The image of the Soldier Boy with Marlboro cigarette in his mouth, a tough guy, spread throughout the streets and alleys.
When the Starlight and Guardian ' debut show became the focus of national discussion, the fruits of money and fame were ripe and readily available.
The achievement [ Timeline Convergence ] took him a little longer to ponder.
The event itself was complete the moment Steve Rogers ' plane crashed into the icy sea.
But it wasn't until years later, on the day Peggy Carter walked down the aisle with another man, that this achievement was finally recognized.
Lynn thought it over and over.
The complete forging of a legend requires more than just the sacrifice of heroes.
What he needs most is for the world he cherished and the people he loved to fully accept his departure and transform this tragedy into Eternity memory.
When Peggy Carter chose to start a new life, Steve Rogers was truly buried.
All that remained was that flawless symbol called " Captain America ".
A symbol lying beneath the ice, waiting to be "awakened" at the most opportune moment to complete its final mission.
These three achievements earned him three valuable draw opportunities.
These three draws added three completely different, yet equally interesting "tools" to his collection.
Lynn's thoughts drifted back to a rainy night many years ago.
First summoning.
In the office on the top floor of the Vought Tower, lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the floor-to-ceiling windows as torrential rain poured down.
The room was so quiet that you could hear the faint sound of a cigar burning.
There were no energy fluctuations or anomalies in the air.
A figure wearing a red, high-slit cheongsam walked out, her high heels landing on the carpet without making a sound.
Ada Wong.
She was toying with a finely crafted " Blacktail " pistol in her hand.
His dark eyes held a scrutinizing and playful look.
I immediately scanned every corner of the office—doors, windows, and vents.
She assessed all the escape routes before finally fixing her gaze on the man sitting in the boss's chair.
No attack.
Her keen intuition screamed in her mind like an alarm.
The man before her was more dangerous than any tyrant or G-virus mutant she had ever encountered.
"An interesting place."
She spoke first, her voice languid and magnetic.
"So, my new employer, what is your offer?"
Lynn exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes calm and unwavering amidst the swirling smoke.
"I'll pay you your life."
Ada Wong's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and smiled even more charmingly.
"That's quite domineering. However, I enjoy cooperating with strong people. But... strong people usually don't just talk the talk."
Before she could finish speaking, she flicked her wrist, and the gun was already pointed at Lynn's forehead!
Lynn smiled.
Ada Wong suddenly trembled violently.
She was horrified to discover that her body was becoming illusory and transparent, like a piece of erroneous data about to be deleted!
"What... what did you do?!"
"I gave you a physical form, and I can naturally take it back."
"Now, let's talk about the price. Your life, your loyalty, in exchange for the right to continue existing. Do you accept this deal?"
After in-depth discussions, Lynn set up a brand new department for her.
Intelligence and Infiltration Department.
This department operates independently of Motoko Kusanagi's main system, like a ghostly blade hidden in the deepest darkness.
Selena's infiltration is an art on a physical level.
Ada Wong's infiltration is a dance of information and people's hearts.
She is a perfect viper, capable of silently slithering into the heart of any organization and stealing their most core secrets.
The second summoning was quite different.
The summoning light faded, and a distinguished middle-aged gentleman appeared in the center of the office.
He wore an expensive, bespoke suit, his hair was impeccably combed, and he wore a gentle, refined smile.
This is a university professor who is about to attend the dinner.
Hannibal Lecter.
After he appeared, he didn't say a word, but quietly observed Lynn with his chestnut eyes that could see into the soul.
He is analyzing, he is deconstructing.
They tried to uncover the color of Lynn's beating heart beneath her calm exterior.
This is a silent confrontation.
Lynn let him look her over, and even poured him a cup of black tea.
It took a full three minutes before Hannibal bowed slightly.
He took the teacup, brought it to his nose, took a light sniff, and gave an admiring smile.
"Bourbon tea, from Réunion Island, with its aroma of caramel and vanilla... Your taste is as complex and captivating as your soul."
He understood.
Or rather, he saw what Lynn wanted him to see.
A being that transcends good and evil, viewing human society as a grand artistic creation, a being of a higher dimension.
Lynn didn't send him to smash things in the streets like a brute like Dark Iron, nor did he send him to be an intelligence agent.
He gave Hannibal a completely new position.
Head of the Strategic Operations Department.
"This department is not responsible for implementation."
Lynn's voice was flat.
"Our role is solely to plan. To tailor the perfect script for our enemies, leading them unwittingly to the fate we've ordained for them."
Hannibal's eyes were filled with excitement.
That was a top chef who saw the rarest ingredients in the world.
"It's my honor. After all, brutal violence is the greatest desecration of the delicious dish that is humanity."
He was the scalpel in Lynn's hand, used specifically to dissect human nature.
The third summoning seemed a bit...
Out of place.
A young girl with short pink hair and a steampunk style appeared before Lynn with an air of defiance.
Wei.
She brandished her Hextech Gauntlets, warily surveying her surroundings.
"Where the hell is this? Which idiot senator from Piltover is behind this again?"
Lynn looked at her, at the undiminished anger and sense of justice from the Undercity that still lingered in the depths of her eyes.
He doesn't need another assassin or a schemer.
But his team of heroes is missing just such a role.
A "commoner hero" who is rebellious enough, powerful enough, and... easy enough to control.
The Starlight is too sacred, Guardian are too rigid.
Wei represents anger, resistance, and the streets.
You are very energetic.
Lynn spoke.
"Shut the fuck up!"
With a low growl, Wei pushed off with his feet, charging straight at Lynn with his Iron Fist capable of smashing through city walls!
Lynn got up and had an in-depth conversation with her.
The final result was predictable.
You want to stand up for the underdog?
Lynn walked up to her and looked down at her.
"You want to stand up for the weak who are being bullied?"
"I..."
"Very good."
Lynn interrupted her.
"I'll give you a bigger stage. A stage where the whole world can see you raise your fist. I'll make you an idol for all the weak, a banner for all the rebels."
"The price is that every punch you throw must be under the lights I specify."
Lynn's thoughts returned to reality.
Ada Wong is his shadow blade, stealing his secrets.
Hannibal was his scalpel of the soul, dissecting the human heart for him.
Wei is the next superstar he's preparing for the new era, someone to bring him fame and fortune.
His chessboard was filled with more and more pieces.
Just then, the office's internal communication device rang.
It was Motoko Kusanagi's voice, calm and efficient.
"Boss, Howard Stark just had a heated argument with Anton Vanko over energy allocation and authorship rights for the Arc Reactor project."
" Vanko's angry departure has been secretly met by Soviet Union agents."
Lynn's fingertips tapped lightly on the table.
"Have Ada Wong's men follow."
A seed of resentment has been planted.
He only needs to wait patiently for it to bear fruit called "revenge".