In the Marvel universe, you start with a colored Hextech item.

Lynn didn't know if Frank would feel grateful, but she was certain of the look in Frank's eyes as he left...

There will definitely be no shortage of curses.

After returning to the room, I locked the door.

I have no concern whatsoever about whether Frank can hold on.

After all, physical pain is far less than mental pain.

He does understand this.

I simply lay back down on the bed and turned on the system.

Because of the psychological trauma left from opening the orbs a few days ago, Lynn was very afraid that the remaining [Golden Orbs] would also yield a bunch of junk.

That's why it's been delayed until today.

In addition, he didn't know how many people would be going to the Fisk Building tomorrow, so he could only arm himself as much as possible.

Lynn prayed silently in her heart.

"I'm not unlucky, I'm not unfortunate, I'm not cursed!"

"Ten years! No, let's trade one year of our lives for something better!"

[Ding! You have opened the golden orb]

[Reward: 500 Hextech Points]

[Golden orb activated]

[Hextech Credits x300]

[Hextech Credits x200]

[Item: Moolista's Bell]

[Item: Taric's Pink Hair Dye]

[Item: Critical Hit Gauntlets]

Seeing the dense array of prompts in front of him, Lynn immediately bent down and patted himself down to check if anything was amiss.

I feel like something's missing...

Holy crap, are these all from the same batch of orbs?

Lynn strongly suspected that the system was giving rewards based on his situation; this drop rate... did it make any sense?

At the same time, a feeling of unease instantly arose in my heart.

The name of the prop... isn't that a bit odd?

However, before he could examine it closely...

The system notification has already sounded.

Current Hextech Points: 10000

[Conditions met, 10000 points consumed]

Hextech Store Now Open

Lynn jumped out of bed and started cursing.

"Damn it! I didn't agree! I haven't agreed yet!"

However, he was stunned when he saw the system store.

"this……"

Talent Tree

[Fierce Type]

[Final Talent: Warlord's Bloodlust]

He only glanced at it briefly before blurting it out.

"Wardfa!"

Those 10,000 points were totally worth it!

Lynn looked at them one by one, and the more he looked, the more his mouth watered.

[Determined]

[Final Talent: Grasp of the Undying]

[Precision System]

[Final Talent: Lethal Tempo]

For a moment, I was dazzled by what I saw.

There are also [Dark Harvest], [Glacier Amplification], and more...

[Note: You can redeem rewards for each branch, and you can also redeem rewards for multiple branches at the same time.]

It's definitely a good product; it took me so long to open it!

When he tried to see the effect in detail, each rune was just a black pattern with no indication.

But this did not dampen his enthusiasm.

Even if I'm not sure, it should be roughly similar to the effect in the game, Lynn thought.

Next, I need to work hard to accumulate points!

He immediately looked at the items that had been opened with great joy.

Could it be... that today is a lucky day?

Lynn's face couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

【Moolista's Little Bell】

[Effect: Has a disturbing and unsettling effect!]

[Review: Ta-da! Do you like the sound of ding-ding-ding? Then let's make it ring!]

Tarik's pink hair dye

[Effects: Prevents hair loss, leaving your hair straight, smooth, and fragrant.]

[Comment: Someone like you would only be considered a delicious little girl in my hometown!]

【Critical Hit Gauntlets】

[Effect: No damage bonus, but there is a certain chance to knock the opponent back!]

[Review: Decorative boxing gloves. Low in damage, extremely insulting!]

Lynn: ...

You're celebrating too soon.

Everything here is good, especially in the game.

But now... what use is it to him?

Are you suggesting we ring a bell before the war even begins?

Lynn couldn't even imagine the ridiculous scene.

As for the hair dye, based on his understanding of the character [Tarik], he definitely wouldn't use it.

Who knows if there are any hidden effects?

The last one was the only one that might still be of some use to him.

"Sigh... As expected, surprise is always followed by shock, that's the law."

……

The next day.

Lynn was still dressed in her usual outfit of shorts, short-sleeved shirt, and flip-flops, with a cigar in her mouth, as she pushed open the door and walked out of the apartment.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Natasha leaning against a Saabban, looking at him with a playful expression.

However, she wasn't wearing her usual combat uniform today; instead, she wore a strapless long dress that perfectly accentuated her figure.

She looks more like a secretary or assistant.

"Frey asked me to lend a hand. After all, you can't be the only one to deal with the mess at Fisk Tower."

Natasha raised an eyebrow and added, "Of course, I wanted to come and see for myself, after all, we're roommates under the same roof, aren't we?"

Lynn smiled.

"Then do as you please, the rest of the trip should be quite exciting."

Just as the two were talking.

A dozen cars started up simultaneously on both sides of the street, the roar of their engines instantly drawing the attention of the two men.

He glanced at the men in black who had opened their car windows and waved for Lynn to leave.

Seeing this, Lynn was so angry she laughed.

At that moment, Frank drove by and blocked the way, got out of the car, and his movements seemed as swift as ever.

But when he held onto the car door to close it, the heavy bulletproof door made a loud, unpleasant creaking noise.

The edges of the door frame are slightly deformed.

He seemed to be taken aback for a moment, looked down at his palm, and then returned to his indifferent state.

Natasha, who was standing nearby, took in the whole scene, and her pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

After a night of drug modification, Frank appeared outwardly no different from an ordinary person. Lynn knew, however, that he was now...

Based on his own combat experience, he could probably hold his own against those top fighters.

The three exchanged glances, understanding each other implicitly, without making anything explicit on the spot.

"Should I deal with him? Or should we take care of everyone here first before going over? It shouldn't take too long."

"No need, this isn't our home turf. Let's go to the Fisk Building first. You... Natasha, get in your car, you guys follow behind me."

As he spoke, Lynn got on the motorcycle, a thought suddenly forming in his mind.

[Legal tycoon Mondo's motorcycle]

【Do you want to bind to the current neighborhood (Tribeca)?】

Yes!

[Ding! Home Guardian effect triggered]

[Gain continuous acceleration within 100 meters of the current street (the effect gradually weakens as you travel further). The effect resets every 30 minutes upon returning to the starting point.]

Isn't this the perfect moment to fill a cup?

Lynn gave them a friendly greeting.

The next second, the engine roared, and the car, which originally accelerated from 0 to 100 km/h in 3.5 seconds, now reduced the time to 1.2 seconds.

The car sped off like an arrow, leaving a trail of black smoke that sent his hair flying.

Not only were the people who were tailing them caught off guard, but even Frank and Natasha in the car were stunned.

The two exchanged a glance, then immediately floored the accelerator and gave chase.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the gradually shrinking figures of the cars, Lynn curled his lip in disdain.

We arrived at the Fisk Building a few minutes later.

The scene before us was truly breathtaking.

The plaza in front of the Fisker Building was packed with Escalades and Suburbans, along with several Land Rovers and G-Class vehicles.

Moreover, there were hundreds of people standing at the bottom of the steps.

There were gangsters in black suits, masked hands, ninjas, and desperate men with guns at their waists, all staring at him fiercely.

Lynn's lips twitched.

It's like today is his underworld coronation ceremony.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, it slowly came to a stop at the main entrance.

After calmly fixing my hair in front of the mirror, I got out of the car and looked around. Suddenly, a quote from an old friend came to mind.

"Wow, so many people!"