Marvel: The games I made have invaded reality.

Chapter 13; City Lights Frank

After confirming that all the dishes were washed and clean, Merlin, ignoring the woman's resentful gaze, politely saw her out of the house.

Merlin returned home and, together with Gwen, began studying the experimental calculation formulas sent by Peter.

The main basic formula for cross-species gene research experiments is R=(1+P)^(-n)2.

Where p represents the probability of success in each trial, n is the number of trials, and the decay rate is the degree to which the probability of success decreases after each trial.

However, if a formula that can increase P and decrease n can be found during the experiment, the rate of decay can be reduced.

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After discussing it for a while and confirming that it was roughly correct, Merlin sent the revised formula back to Peter.

As dusk fell, Merlin prepared some late-night snacks, but upon returning to the living room, he discovered that Gwen had vanished.

"He left without saying goodbye again." He shrugged, not too bothered, he was used to it anyway.

A live news report started playing on the laptop.

"The lizard monster has reappeared on the Williamsburg Bridge. Police are rushing to the scene, but the bridge is congested with vehicles and people, and the situation is not optimistic..."

"Oh my god, thank goodness, the child is alright, Spider-Man has arrived."

Merlin sat down on the sofa with his late-night snack, eating while glancing at his laptop. The screen was showing footage of the scene at Williamsonburg, where Gwen, dressed in a black and white Spider-Man suit, had just arrived and was already battling the Lizard Man in the densely congested traffic.

However, after watching for a while, Merlin suddenly realized something was wrong; the lizardman in the picture didn't seem quite the same as the one Peter had transformed into.

"Another lizardman?" He raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

The world seems to be heading into chaos.

However, to say that things are truly chaotic, we'll have to wait for Stark Industries' high-profile announcement.

With that in mind, Merlin quickly finished his late-night snack, then closed the news feed and continued working on his Rockstar website.

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The appearance of the Lizard Man has caused panic in Apple City, but Williamsonburg has been missing for a long time since he escaped from Spider-Man by jumping into the river.

The police investigation led them to Professor Connors of Osborn Industries, but he had already resigned and disappeared.

This confirmed Professor Connors as a prime suspect, and the police began a targeted search.

But nothing was found by Saturday, and Gwen had been getting a lot of scrapes and bruises lately.

When Merlin asked, the other party simply used playing skateboarding as an excuse.

Meanwhile, a major incident occurred in Hell's Kitchen: the leader of the motorcycle gang was assassinated. It was said that an explosion occurred on the spot, and the entire room was filled with minced flesh and blood, a truly tragic scene.

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Saturday afternoon, Merlin Custom Shop.

The workstation remains the same, but the original sloping magic potion is gone, replaced by a low-slung sports car. The front of the car resembles a three-pronged toe, and the streamlined beauty of the body exudes a futuristic feel.

If it weren't for the four wheels, it would look more like a futuristic aircraft.

The surface is covered with a bubblegum princess paint without any masking.

"Splash..."

The roller shutter slowly rose, and Frank, exuding a somber aura, walked in.

"How's the gun?" Merlin asked first.

Frank paused for a moment, then nodded. "Very good. Tell me how to join the game."

With the death of the motorcycle gang leader, the other two gangs also became wary. To be on the safe side, he did not act rashly, but waited for news from Merlin.

All he wanted was to kill all the gang members who had killed his wife and daughter, leaving no one alive. He didn't want to die before that.

More precisely, Merlin could offer him a more reliable solution, so he wouldn't have to act impulsively.

"Turn on your phone."

Frank was a little confused, but he still took out his phone.

But as the screen lit up, an unfamiliar star-shaped app appeared on his phone.

Because there wasn't much on his phone, he saw it at first glance.

"Click on it."

Frank did as instructed, and as the app opened, a webpage appeared on his phone screen.

His eyes flickered when he saw what was displayed on the page.

"Inside is the Rockstar Games Store, and as you can probably tell from the products there, the items in my shop are also included."

"In addition to cash, you can also earn rewards by completing tasks if you want to make a purchase."

"For example, if the three gangs complete the mission, they should be able to obtain between five million and ten million."

"I can also provide you with weapons and plans, but that will cost you 20 percent."

"How is it?" Merlin held up two fingers.

Frank tapped on the phone's buttons, looking at the numerous vehicles and weapons on the screen, including fighter jets, helicopters, tanks, and armored vehicles, and couldn't help but feel a little alarmed.

Who exactly is behind this game?

"So? Or are you planning to do it yourself?" Merlin urged when he saw that the other party had not answered for a long time.

Frank snapped out of his daze and adjusted his mindset.

"Okay, I agree. As long as you can kill them all, I'll give you all the reward." He didn't care much about the reward, as long as he could eliminate his enemies.

"OK, now you can choose any vehicle or weapon from my shop."

"And I can send you the exact location of everyone in the gang, including the leader."

"This is a headset, used to receive information at any time."

"I can come to your aid if necessary."

"Okay, let's do it tonight."

Frank then went back into the armory with Merlin. They selected a pump-action shotgun, a dagger, and an armor-piercing pistol.

Then he selected the sloping magic weapon that Merlin had just made last week and drove it away from the modification shop.

He originally wanted to choose the super cool one, but perhaps because the paint job on the exterior was a bit too eye-catching, he chose the slanted magic potion, which looked rather simple.

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Hell's Kitchen, 38th Street.

Frank drove his vehicle through the dark streets, heading towards the motorcycle gang.

"Speaking of which, now that you've avenged your wife and daughter, what are your plans for the future?"

Merlin's voice suddenly came through the headset.

Frank hesitated for a moment, then said, "Not at the moment."

"Hmm... that's true. Right now, all you can think about is revenge. You're connected to almost every gang here, so you can forget about getting any legal repercussions and being put in jail."

"This dark drama needs light to purify them, and this city needs light too."

"City of Light... How about this name?"

Frank was somewhat tempted, but he really couldn't stand the name; it was just too childish.

Just as he was about to speak, Merlin suddenly issued a warning.

"The goal is ahead of you."

"Buzz!!"

(End of this chapter)