I Am In Marvel

Chapter 121: Section 121

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"You can leave now. Remember, you are a member of the Carl family from now on." Kyle nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Patriarch." The new card disciple prostrated himself on the ground, the only way to express his complete loyalty.

Even Kyle didn't understand yet that granting abilities not only saved the steps of drug injection and body matching, but also deeply imprinted the miraculous supreme ability on the body and mind of every family member who gained the ability.

Chapter 137 Card Level and Evolution Points

In just over two weeks, five new card players have emerged in the Carl family's manor.

Since the Carl family uses the "Devil Card" as its totem, every child, after being recognized and recommended by two instructors and supervisors and given the ability of "Super Agent" by the head of the family, Kyle, will hold an identity card representing himself as a member of the Carl family.

The back of the ID card has a background pattern that combines elements such as a winged demon holding a sword and the starry universe, with a black and red base.

The codes on the front of the identity cards currently held by the five new cardholders are: Red One, Red Two, Red Three, Red Four, and Red Five.

It will be similar in the future, even red ninety-nine is not excessive. It is just equivalent to a passing label, which means being recognized by the Carl family and being the lowest level family member.

Above the red is the prefix black, representing the elite members of the Carl family. Currently, there is only the Black Widow Natasha, who is the lonely codename "Black One".

Above Hei, there is the prefix Jack (Knight), which represents the core members of the family. At this level are Logan, Yutong, and Howard.

Howard is a strategic technology logistics, non-family combatant. Although he has always been in the Stark Industrial Building, since Kyle created the first fixed portal, the location is set in the basement of the Stark Industrial Building.

After the manor located in the suburbs of New York and the Stark Industrial Building in the center of New York were connected by a fixed teleportation gate, Howard was recognized and known by all members of the Carl family.

Family members also respectfully gave him the code name of "Great Inventor", which was on par with Wolf King and Red Eyes. Howard himself gladly accepted this, which made Kyle feel a little embarrassed for a while.

In any case, the rules and regulations, selection and training, and grade division of the Carl family were all on track in less than half a month, and the base project on the Atlantic Dragon Turtle Island has been completed for the most part. In about ten days, the Carl family will officially move from the manor to the island.

Everything in the Karl family was developing rapidly in the direction Kyle had expected. This was the only thing that made him feel relieved...

Because in recent days, Kyle has been feeling more and more strange inside his body.

Originally, he had only lost the outward manifestation of his super self-healing ability, but now, as two weeks passed, his extraordinary keen perception would sometimes fail - this was certainly not an illusion caused by excessive inner worries.

After all, even a person with a physique ten times stronger than a human at its peak will lose some of his functions for a few seconds within 24 hours every day and return to being a normal person.

On the morning of the fifteenth day after Kyle learned about his genetic mutation, a single silver hair appeared in his temples, which was as bright as the sun.

This is a sign of ignoring the natural lifespan and the decline of life.

The resistance of the self-healing factor in his body seemed to be decreasing day by day, and the genetic mutation caused by his own nuclear radiation began to slightly damage the super soldier's extraordinary physique, resulting in the above-mentioned side effects.

In light of this situation, Kyle felt that the time he had left was far less than the 'one year' predicted by Howard's initial diagnosis, so he went for a second comprehensive physical examination.

Stark Industries Building, third underground floor.

Howard had already prepared and arranged for people to work day and night to secretly transform it into a medical isolation room. All the medical facilities inside were up to world-class standards, specially designed for Kyle's diagnosis.

Since Kyle developed a genetic disease due to nuclear radiation, this news was too serious. If it were to spread to the outside world, not only the United States and America, but the whole world would be shocked and shocked.

Therefore, Howard was the only doctor who made the diagnosis, and he did not use even a single trusted assistant.

At this moment, the underground medical isolation room was under bright lights.

Kyle was wearing a large white hospital gown. His perfectly proportioned and strong physique seemed a little thin. He sat calmly in the chair, patiently waiting for the final test results.

Not long after, Howard, who was wearing a white coat over a shirt and suit, and a mask, looked solemn even on his face. He walked out of the room holding the test form in his hand.

"Do you have any wine?" Kyle suddenly asked with a smile, trying to use a joke to ease the heavy atmosphere.

"What kind of wine are you drinking? Do you know your current physical condition?!"

Howard slammed the test form on the table so hard that even Kyle was stunned. This was the first time he saw the usually elegant and gentle old gentleman get so angry.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." Howard took a few deep breaths and sighed, "I feel useless and can't help you at this moment."

"It's okay." Kyle nodded in understanding and asked calmly, "Tell me, how much time do I have left?"

Howard slowly stretched out one hand and spread out three fingers of his other hand.

"Eight months." Kyle fell silent. The remaining time was too tight, as if the god of death was constantly urging him to go on the road.

"Kyle, if you are really sure, then you should leave the Earth as soon as possible and head for the starry sky. With us in the Carl family, there will be no problem." Howard held Kyle's arms tightly with both hands, looked at him with pain and said, "Look at yourself, you are recognized by the people as the strongest god-level hero! You have experienced consecutive battles of all sizes without leaving a single wound, but now you are like a terminally ill patient. Are you sure you are still hiding it from your family?"

"I will need at least two months." Kyle said firmly. The number of card followers is far from enough now, and the construction of the family has not reached the expectation that he can leave.

Howard continued to persuade: "Then how did you hide it from those people in the family? Logan and Yutong are not ordinary people. They will definitely find out that there is something wrong with your body."

“Let’s keep it a secret for as long as we can.” Kyle shook his head, holding his breath to gather strength. His muscles swelled and grew stronger, returning to their original perfect, healthy and superior physique.

"I can't do anything about you."

Howard sighed helplessly, knowing that he could not persuade Kyle, so he could only report the latest research progress to him, "I have already researched and solved the formula of the infinite formula. However, the cost of making a reagent is as high as 200,000 US dollars. It is possible to produce it continuously to meet the needs of a few people, but if you want to cover dozens of family members, I am afraid that even the current Stark Industries will find it difficult to support it."

Kyle had a plan in mind and said, "The infinite formula reagents we are making now only need to be provided to the core members of the Carl family. The Karl disciples are still young, and when they need the infinite formula reagents to delay aging and prolong their lifespan, they will need to work hard to exchange them for evolution points."

"Evolution points?" Howard blinked, confused by this new term again.

Chapter 138: Heading to Wakanda

"Although the Karl family is a hidden neutral force, in order to keep the card disciples fighting and training, the family will secretly establish an underground mercenary organization in the world. It will be open to the public and will be temporarily recruited by others who pay items of sufficient value. Only one card disciple will be sent out for each order."

"The money or items that card players earn legally through their own strength and hard work can be exchanged for the Karl family's contribution points, which are also called evolution points. Evolution points can be exchanged for infinite formulas, various black technology weapons, etc."

“In this way, the Karl family will be self-sufficient.”

As soon as Kyle finished his explanation, Howard nodded thoughtfully, understanding why he had taken so much trouble to define 'evolution' and 'evolution points'.

When there is healthy competition and goals in the family, it will run faster and faster even without any push.

"By the way, have you ever come into contact with Wakanda?" Kyle suddenly remembered this important thing.

"Um, Wakanda..." Howard scratched the back of his head awkwardly and answered helplessly: "I specially asked someone to conduct an on-site investigation and found that the local area is remote and the living standards of the original indigenous residents are extremely low. I originally wanted to donate some supplies in the name of Stark Industries, but I didn't expect that the local people would not appreciate it at all and even showed resistance."

When he heard the message from his men, he was surprised for a long time. In the years just after the war, there were still poor African countries that refused to accept material donations.

When Kyle heard this, he looked strange and asked, "What did you donate?"

"Some daily necessities, quilts, clothes and so on. These are things that are urgently needed in Africa. Is there any problem?" Howard asked in surprise, not understanding.

Kyle: “…”

It's like donating a coin to a millionaire. No wonder Wakanda doesn't even take Stark Industries seriously.

"Forget it, do you have any local photos of Wakanda?"

Kyle asked Howard directly. Howard was stunned for a moment, but still found the photos from the local investigation records and handed them to Kyle.