Marvel: The games I made have invaded reality.

Chapter 1; Merlin Custom Shop

Liberty City, Hell's Kitchen, Merlin Customs.

It was August, and the weather was hot. There weren't many people on the streets during the day, but at night, people from all walks of life began to appear in the streets and alleys of Liberty City.

Sin and extravagance go hand in hand.

In the spacious workshop under bright lights, a sloping steel plate cart is placed on the workstation, and a young man in blue work clothes is holding a welding torch, constantly welding and reinforcing the joint.

The car's appearance is somewhat strange, resembling a Formula One race car with a low chassis and only a simple steel frame.

The most unique feature is the sloping front of the vehicle, which resembles a shovel.

"Whoosh..." The roller shutter door slowly rose, accompanied by a low roar of a motorcycle. A bald man wearing a black leather jacket, with a circular target mark on his forehead and a crazy look on his face, rode a motorcycle into the workshop.

After entering, Bullseye got off his motorcycle, which had been turned off, and looked at the boy who was wearing goggles and working intently. He didn't disturb him, but instead leaned back in his seat and fiddled with his darts while waiting.

A blinding white light flashed intermittently, causing Bullseye to frown.

To be honest, he doesn't like this kind of white light that can burn his eyes, as he is always focused on aiming.

The white smoke rising from the welding machine slowly drifted into the air above the workshop and was eventually drawn into the outside air by the exhaust fan.

"...Zzzzz..." After welding the last node, the boy took off his goggles and looked at the customers at the modification shop.

"What's up?" The boy casually placed his goggles on the worktable next to him, then walked to the refrigerator in the corner, picked up a bottle of Coca-Cola and drank it, tossing another bottle over as well.

Bullseye caught it casually, pulled the tab and took a sip. He glanced at the boy in front of him. The boy had deep features, messy black hair that fell casually to his forehead, and still had the naivety of a high school student.

But he dared not underestimate his opponent in the slightest.

The boy in front of me is named Merlin Shaw, the owner of this custom shop. However, in Hell's Kitchen, anyone who can keep their shop intact is no ordinary person.

Although Merlin Shaw is young, he is a master of vehicle modification. His armored car, the Kuruma, is the most famous vehicle in Hell's Kitchen.

In addition, they are also responsible for the sale and modification of weapons. Although they are not the largest seller in Hell's Kitchen, everything they sell is a high-quality product with excellent performance.

"How much explosive ammunition do you have left? Our boss wants it all."

"And a few MK2 sniper rifles as well."

"Let's have a go at the evil Hades too."

Bullseye crushed the can, and as he spoke, he accurately tossed it into the trash can next to the roller shutter.

"You're planning an assassination?" Merlin raised an eyebrow at him in surprise upon hearing this.

Putting aside the explosive bullets and the MK2 heavy sniper rifle, the Evil Hades, as a laser weapon, is perfectly suited for intrusion and assassination.

However, correspondingly, it will definitely be much more expensive.

Unlike its poor performance in the Three Men and One Dog game, the Evil Hades Laser Rifle is clearly much better in reality.

"Yes, how many can you sell for?" Bullseye didn't elaborate.

"They're practically controlling everything underground, yet they still resort to assassinations," Merlin grumbled, before leading Bullseye to the backyard of the car modification shop.

"Come with me."

In the backyard, rows of modified sports cars and sedans were lined up side by side. Their glamorous appearance and some high-tech designs immediately caught Bullseye's eye.

What attracted him most was a vehicle that was entirely black, with a large rear end that occupied most of the front body and a large round grille. From the front, it looked like a seahorse, with a sleek appearance and full of futuristic technology.

"You even modified a Batmobile! How's the performance?" Bullseye couldn't help but lean over and stroke the vehicle with some amazement.

"The name is Vigilante, now all that's missing is the engine."

"How much does it cost?" he asked curiously.

"The price ranges from one million to thirty million. If you can get me plutonium, it will be cheaper." Plutonium is an important raw material for the nuclear energy industry, and it is needed in many vehicle technology engine technologies in the Five-Star Good Citizen game.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to buy such controlled raw materials, and he doesn't have many on hand.

However, it shouldn't be too difficult for Kingpin.

"Plutonium..." Bullseye secretly memorized it.

"By the way, I remember you're about to start school, right? How's the darts preparation going?" he asked casually on the way to the warehouse.

He greatly admired Merlin's forging skills, and the darts he made also suited his hand perfectly.

"It's being made to your liking."

"If possible, make me some batarangs. I want to try them out and see if they work." Bullseye was itching to try them out after seeing the Batmobile.

"Then you'll have to find some tungsten alloy. Sentimentality can't be too cheap, can it?" Merlin tilted his head and teased.

"no problem."

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"There are three boxes of explosive bullets left, totaling thirty-six rounds; six boxes of armor-piercing rounds left, totaling seventy-two rounds... and the MK2 sniper rifle is still..."

These weapons are still selling quite well, so there isn't much stock left.

"The last Hades is already reserved. If you want it, you'll have to wait a week."

"Okay, install it for me!"

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After seeing Bullseye off, Merlin checked the time, turned off the workshop lights, hung up the "Resting" sign, and then rode his Ducati 916 away from Hell's Kitchen.

A red Ducati streaked across the street like a red phantom. Merlin felt the whistling wind and the afterimage past his ears, his body lowered, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Merlin is not a person of this world, or rather, his soul is not.

In his past life, he was an extreme sports enthusiast who enjoyed shooting and racing games. His favorite game was Morality and the Law, followed by Resident Evil, Call of Duty, and Halo.

During an underground racing competition, he ultimately could not escape death and fell off a cliff to his death.

However, perhaps because the Grim Reaper wasn't very skilled, when he woke up again, he had already transmigrated into the body of a high school student in the Queens district of Liberty City.

His original name was Merlin Shaw. After his father died in Hell's Kitchen, he was found and beaten to death by his enemies.

He thus transmigrated into the body of this Westerner, and along with him came the system in his mind—the Ninth Art Technology System.

This means that by releasing a game, one can acquire the corresponding technology within the game based on their influence.

The first game the system gave him was one with a very high degree of freedom, and it was also his favorite game—Morals and the Rule of Law 5.

An open-world action-adventure game, a good citizen simulator.

After its release, the game unsurprisingly became an instant hit, quickly sweeping the entire internet.

(End of this chapter)