Kamen Rider ZZZ, the American comic book spiritual mentor

Lin Nan waved his hand: "It's alright. I've already found a solution to the drawbacks of the serum, so you don't need to worry. Besides, my future plans involve the Osborn Group, which requires not your superpowers, but your wisdom."

"Agent Six, Harry Osborn, codename... not yet determined, you can just call him Agent Six."

Harry didn't refute it, seemingly unimportant to him, but if he truly knew the real meaning of "Sixth Brother," he would definitely object.

"The last agent, Agent Seven, Otto, codenamed Doctor Octopus, has four powerful mechanical arms. Under the control of AI with supercomputing power, he has no weakness in strength. Coupled with his own intelligence, he is also a reliable ally."

Everyone looked at Otto, the bigwig in the scientific community, who was somewhat embarrassed at the moment. He imitated the others and weakly raised his hand: "Lin, what can I do in this operation?"

It seems this "good guy" version of Doctor Octopus lacks self-confidence.

There's a saying that goes, "Whitewashing is only 30%, while turning evil is 70% stronger." It's normal to lack confidence; in most cases, people's brain cells work faster when they do bad things.

"Don't worry, Dr., I've seen your potential long ago. Crypto needs you."

Otto sighed: "Being a superhero was something I only fantasized about when I was a kid. I never thought it would actually come true. Oh well."

Thus, the eight agents of the cipher were assembled, namely:

Agent Zero, Lin Nan, codename Knight.

Agent One, Peter Parker, codenamed Spider-Man.

Agent number two, Matt Murdoch, codenamed Daredevil.

Agent Three, Wanda Maximoff, codename Scarlet Witch.

Agent No. 4, Peter Romaksimov, codenamed Quicksilver.

Agent No. 5, Norman Osborn, codenamed Golden Devil.

Agent Six, Harry Osborn, codenamed "Sixth".

Agent Seven, Otto Octavius, codename Doctor Octopus.

In the dream dimension, eight agents gather for the first time to discuss strategies against Loki and the Chitauri army, as well as some codes of conduct, such as using code names and keeping their identities secret...

Lin Nan looked at his small team and smiled slightly. There would be no traitors in his organization. We are a legitimate organization that "saves the world"!

Chapter 92 Rampaging Behemoth

The plan was quickly formed through discussion among the group. Lin Nan neither glorified the cruelty of war nor underestimated the dangers that were about to come.

As the discussions continued, the tense expressions of the group gradually eased, and even Dr. Otto and Harry's eyes sharpened as they considered their roles and positions in the operation.

As the meeting drew to a close, Lin Nan clapped his hands to attract the attention of the agents.

"As the one who initiated the coded message, I am not ordering you to fight recklessly. The first priority of all actions should always be self-preservation."

Everyone remained silent, waiting for what was to come.

Then he raised his head, his voice calm: "After dawn, everyone should begin preparations. Before Loki appears, maintain a normal life and do not attract anyone's attention."

"But if he dares to show up, we'll let him know..."

"The power of mortals can slay gods!"

"Everyone, the first group mission of the cipher begins!"

Lin Nan waved his hand, and words appeared in mid-air.

【First mission: save New York City.】

【Good luck, ladies and gentlemen】

.........

Over the next three days, Lin Nan used the Dream Concoction Capsule to investigate every corner of New York.

He tried to catch any trace of Loki's movement, but to no avail.

This god of trickery seemed to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

From what I've learned over the past two days, this Loki in the universe is highly skilled in magic, adept at disguise, and cunning. He's not the assassin in the movie universe who relies on knives rather than magic.

Meanwhile, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Tony Stark also came up empty-handed.

Like a prankster, Loki stole a pistol and then vanished without a trace.

Nobody knows where he'll be next, what he'll do, or when he'll fire the first shot.

Three days passed in this way. Lin Nan stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building in Midtown Manhattan and, as usual, searched for Loki's whereabouts for a while.

All the fluctuations of the city flooded his consciousness like a tide, yet he still gained nothing.

He opened his eyes, sighed, and tapped the miniature communicator in his ear canal.

"Tony, how's things at Stark Tower?"

"The weather's calm now, are you sure he'll come?"

Lin Nan said, "Given his personality, there's a 90% chance he'll go."

After hanging up the communicator, Lin Nan felt a growing unease.

What was Loki's purpose in taking Black Widow away? Was it to obtain her powerful intelligence capabilities? It can't be that simple!

The fact that they couldn't find any trace of him after so many days was quite unusual for the ever-successful Harmony Dream Capsule.

Could it be that he has already left New York?

Lin Nan returned to his apartment and meditated, sensing everything in New York City. He sent a message to Coulson, telling him to prepare for rescue and combat.

With the two trump cards he's accumulated, beating Loki shouldn't be a problem. The key is how to win more chips and maximize his profits.

Now that Loki is hiding and not coming out, Lin Nan doesn't like this uncertainty.

Nothing happened all night. The next morning, he bought a sandwich at a breakfast shop and ate it as he walked.

New York was peaceful, with sunlight streaming in from the sky. Commuters hurried along, coffee in hand. Tourists of all skin colors strolled in small groups, taking photos to commemorate their visit.

Suddenly, a roar came from the depths of the earth, as if an ancient behemoth had awakened. Almost the entire city's windows buzzed, and car alarms beeped incessantly.

Some pedestrians instinctively crouched down, looking for cars or cover to hide behind, their expressions panicked; others grabbed their companions and screamed as they ran away, like a drop of boiling water falling into a swarm of frightened ants.

But this prosperous land has been invaded by a terrifying behemoth!

At the same time, Lin Nan heard Tony's anxious voice: "Knight, a big green monster has appeared in Harlem and is causing trouble. Hurry up, I'm almost there."

A giant green monster, the Hulk?!

No wonder Loki wanted to kidnap Black Widow, so that's what he was planning!

The task of bringing Banner back was originally assigned to Black Widow, who knew Banner's whereabouts perfectly well.

If this behemoth, transformed from Dr. Banner, were allowed to go berserk, the consequences would be unimaginable; most of New York City would be razed to the ground.

I've seen the Red Hulk, but I've never seen the real Green Hulk. I wonder just how strong he really is.

Lin Nan glanced at the panicked crowd nearby, then went against the flow, his hand already touching the driver on his chest. Deep in his consciousness, the Physical Impact Dream Capsule was flashing a crimson light, eager to be used.

He found a quiet alley, and after checking that there were no surveillance cameras, Lin Nan inserted the Flying Dream Capsule into the driver and pressed the button.

......

A main street in Harlem has been almost completely razed to the ground. The asphalt pavement is cracked into pieces, and streetlights, like broken reeds, lie askew amidst the ruins.

Dozens of burning cars overturned, thick smoke billowing upwards.

Hulk stood in the middle of the ruins, roaring to the sky.

Beneath his emerald-green skin, his muscles were sculpted like steel. He stood over two and a half meters tall, his pupils a deathly black, and a mushroom-shaped tuft of hair topped his head. His chest heaved violently.

Behind him, on a collapsed building, an elegant young man in a dark green robe held a scepter in his left hand and placed his right hand behind his back, looking down at everything.

Beside him stood the stunning Black Widow, like a beautiful statue, silently and without uttering a word.

Her gaze was vacant, as if she cared nothing for the destruction caused by the behemoth.

The two stood there, calmly and composedly observing everything below.

Hulk leaped high into the air, roared, and slammed his fists into the ground. A circular crater, tens of meters long, stretched out beneath him, with cracks spreading in all directions like a spider web. Amidst the flying dust, the glass in the entire block shattered, leaving a scene of utter devastation.

The force and destructive power were astonishing.

A golden-red shooting star streaked across the sky as Tony Stark, clad in Mark 7 armor, descended from the heavens.

"Hey guys, vandalism isn't something to be encouraged!" Tony shouted.

At the same time, the repulsion cannon in his palm flashed continuously, and two blue beams of light blasted towards Hulk's back.

The beam of light only sparked a tiny burst the instant it touched Hulk's emerald green skin.

The Hulk, who was about 2.5 meters tall, seemed to feel a slight pain. He turned around, his eyes burning with furious flames.

“Well, looks like I’ve successfully provoked you,” Tony joked.

At the same time, a figure dressed in red, white and blue jumped down from the transport plane in the sky, and used a shield to cushion the impact of gravity after landing.

He nimbly flipped himself up, touched the ground with his toes, his leg muscles bulged, and he shot out like an arrow.

Steve, Rogers, Captain America has arrived!

He is on call 24 hours a day. As a veteran out of touch with the times, he doesn't understand modern warfare. The only thing he understands is a soldier's duty to obey orders.

This enormous green monster was clearly beyond his imagination.

But he showed no fear, no hesitation, only unwavering courage.

Captain America, stepping over the broken rubble, shielded his chest with his shield, crouched low like a cheetah, and charged toward the Hulk.

At the moment of close approach, he leaped high into the air and slammed the edge of the shield into the back of Hulk's knee.

With his enhanced body and the sharp edges of his alloy shield, he was confident he could take down the enormous monster in one blow.

But when the shield touched Hulk's skin, he realized he was wrong.

Hulk's left knee remained completely still despite being struck with such tremendous force, like a statue made of alloy.

He lowered his head, turned slightly, and looked at the short man in the Stars and Stripes uniform behind him. He waved his hand casually, as if swatting a nasty fly.

boom!