Marvel: The games I made have invaded reality.

Chapter 21; The Banquet, Meeting Kingpin

Stark did some research and learned that both the Superburner and the Sloping Magic Treasure had appeared in the same game.

Similarly, based on the search keywords, the electromagnetic pulse transmitter exhibited at the Midtown High School Science Fair and the atomic gun that only appeared once both have prototypes in the game.

Perhaps there is some connection between the two.

Therefore, he, who was originally not interested in the banquet, became somewhat interested when he heard that Merlin would also be attending.

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"Change into something more formal. There are many important people at this banquet, and it's crucial for your future development."

Merlin, dressed in work clothes, had just returned home when he was urged to hurry up by George, who had been waiting for him.

"Okay, it's just an electromagnetic pulse transmitter, it's not that big of a deal, is it?" He turned around and asked curiously before entering the room.

If the atomic gun technology is perfected and the finished product is available, that would be fine.

"Of course you don't have that much influence. It's because crime rates have been high in various areas lately, and such a big incident happened in Manhattan and Brooklyn."

"These two events have had a huge impact on society, and the mayor had no choice but to hold this banquet."

"However, your electromagnetic pulse transmitter is also a rather important point," George explained to him in general terms.

"Okay!" Merlin shrugged and then closed the door.

Back in his room, he didn't go out of his way to wear casual clothes; instead, he put on a formal suit.

If he wears casual clothes to a banquet, it will be embarrassing for George, his guardian.

Moreover, he is now a high school student, so wearing casual clothes is perfectly fine if it's just a party with classmates or friends.

However, wearing casual clothes to such a formal banquet is considered disrespectful.

After all, people who receive invitations to such banquets usually have a suit or two at home.

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"alright!"

As Merlin walked out of the room, a hint of nostalgia flashed in George's eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you wear this suit; I didn't expect it to fit you so well."

"The period of rapid physical growth is over, and it hasn't been long."

This suit was specially made for him by his father at the beginning of the year, and he often wore it to various parties and gatherings.

"Let's go, be careful at the banquet."

George smiled and ruffled his hair before pushing him into the elevator.

"By the way, where's Gwen?" Merlin asked casually as they got into the elevator.

"She went to band rehearsals, just like you. We haven't seen each other much lately," George said, his expression somewhat wistful.

Before I knew it, my daughter had grown up.

However, he was also busy, because he was still overwhelmed with the lizardmen's affairs. If it weren't for this banquet, he would definitely still be at the police station, searching Apple City with the officers.

The two chatted for a while along the way, and their relationship became much closer.

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Manhattan, Park Avenue, Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

"This hotel is the tallest hotel in the world. It has hosted several presidents and witnessed a great deal of history in the United States."

"They also regularly hold banquets, which bring together many members of parliament and politicians."

In the corridor, George introduced Merlin to the hotel.

Soon, while chatting, the two arrived at the front of a building, where many people dressed in elegant formal attire and suits entered one after another.

George straightened his tie, then took out two invitations and went over.

The guard took the document, glanced at it, and after confirming that it was correct, bent down slightly, smiled, and gestured for the two to enter.

As Merlin passed through the gate, the magnificent hall inside caught his eye. Long tables were scattered throughout the hall, and under the bright lights, stylish women and elegant men moved about. Occasionally, soft laughter, like the chimes of wind chimes, could be heard from somewhere.

After a quick glance, Merlin's gaze soon settled on the group in the center of the hall.

Stark, Obadiah, Hammer, and others stood together, holding wine glasses, seemingly chatting about something.

Not far from them, a burly, bald man in a white suit was also smiling as he clinked glasses and chatted with a middle-aged man with graying hair, wearing a suit and with a dignified air about him.

Kingpin?

Merlin was somewhat surprised, not expecting him to attend the banquet as well.

However, considering the other party's identity and the reason why the mayor held the banquet, I understood.

"Let's go over there." George patted Merlin on the shoulder and then walked towards Kingpin's location.

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"What are your thoughts on the massacre at Hell's Kitchen, Mr. Fisk?" Mayor Christian asked, taking a sip of red wine and drawing out his voice slightly.

Although Kingpin appears to be an entrepreneur and philanthropist, as mayor, he must know his true nature perfectly well.

However, both of them tacitly agreed that as long as the bottom line was not crossed, neither of them would break the balance.

"They certainly deserved their fate, but the police officers who cooperated also deserved to die, and the only victim has now become the evil dragon."

"There's nothing to celebrate about this," Kingpin said, shaking his head with a hint of regret.

"But if we trace it back to the root cause, the root cause is that these three gangs ignored the law and used loopholes in the law to escape."

"If the Sword of Damocles hasn't fallen, then only the butcher's knife will," Christian said quietly, his words carrying a hint of warning.

In Hell's Kitchen, the most chaotic place in Apple City, no matter what happens, he'll only ever find Kingpin.

Upon hearing this, Kingpin remained calm.

"This only shows that the blade of the Sword of Damocles has become dull and has lost its chilling gleam."

Christian's expression darkened, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught sight of George and the other man out of the corner of his eye.

"Hi, Mayor Christian, Mr. Fisk," George greeted the two men, leading Merlin along.

"Looks like someone who can sharpen the blade has arrived." Christian raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully to Merlin.

Kingpin chuckled twice and praised Merlin.

"This must be Merlin Shaw, the little genius who developed the miniature electromagnetic pulse transmitter. I heard he specially developed a weapon to intercept criminals in order to relieve your stress."

"What an enviable family bond."

Since they had met before, he must have known Merlin, so his words inevitably carried a deeper meaning.

"Haha, it's not that exaggerated." George chuckled twice, his attitude somewhat indifferent.

Kingpin didn't care about that, but looked at Merlin with great interest.

Many of the weapons he has recently acquired were purchased from the other side.

(End of this chapter)