I Am In Marvel Chapter 85: Nanny-type talents

On the top balcony of a luxury hotel.

Kyle looked directly at Logan and said thoughtfully: "Since we are all our own people, I will tell you the truth. I still have a test task for you. Only when you complete the task will you be considered a complete A member of the Carr family."

"What mission? Whether it requires me to assassinate an enemy officer or lurk in another country's territory to obtain intelligence, there is no problem with any of this." Logan gave a confident and cold answer.

"The task is very simple." Kyle said softly with a little playful meaning in his eyes: "I will provide you with enough funds, and you can rent a large manor villa in the suburbs of New York by yourself. Then. In the name of raising children, select ten children between the ages of eight and ten for adoption from any orphanage in the United States, regardless of gender, as long as they are in good health."

"Adopt ten children...me?" Logan opened his mouth wide and looked at Kyle with a serious face.

Kyle nodded and said: "That's right. We are still in the war period, and there are so many orphans in the orphanage that they can no longer live in them. You can bribe the dean and adopt twenty children, not to mention ten. It's definitely not difficult. When the time comes, you can ask Howard to help you recruit a few nannies to cook three meals a day and clean the manor, and that'll be it."

"That's not the problem. How can I adopt a child?" Logan shook his head, feeling a little numb, and pointed at his cold and weathered face.

Look at this ruffian evil face, and then look at this figure and ability. If you consider yourself a combat-type talent, why should you accept a nanny-type task?

Kyle asked back: "Why do you think you can't do it?"

"I only know **** people and fight, but I don't know how to take care of children. You can try another test task." Logan's attitude was very determined. He was a lone wolf, always hiding the sharpness of his claws. How could he use his hands? Kindly tug and teach those children.

"Logan. If you do this, won't you become the same as before?" Kyle smiled and said: "You have lived alone for so many years, carrying hatred and evil thoughts alone, burning, killing and looting. , intrigues, killing and stealing, and finally licking the wounds at night."

"When you killed the saber-tooth tiger in Germany, didn't you agree that you wanted to put aside your previous lonely and miserable life and be your true self? If you don't even dare to take on this task, you want to continue to close your heart and alienate yourself like this. If you continue to ignore others, you will never be able to return to your original self, but will gradually become the second saber-toothed tiger!"

After hearing this, Logan was shocked, his brows furrowed, and he held his hands on the iron balcony railing, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a few minutes of silence, he relaxed and said: "I understand, I accept this test task."

"That's good." Kyle breathed a sigh of relief. It was really not easy to convince Logan to agree to the task of raising children.

Since this test mission can try to alleviate Logan's current overly defensive mentality towards others, it can also lay the foundation for future subordinates. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

And, who said Uncle Wolf doesn’t have hidden nanny talents?

Logan sighed slightly and said: "Although there is no guarantee that I can do it well, I will try my best."

"Don't worry. As the owner of the manor, you just need to let the adopted children live in it. There will be nannies and cleaners for daily life. For study, you can ask Howard to hire another professional tutor to give cultural lessons. As for combat, As for skills, we’ll talk about it later.” Kyle comforted him. He only had one super agent ability card on his body now, and he couldn’t give it to enough people at the same time.

Without the person with the original ability of a super agent, it would be impossible to continuously draw cards and give others blue abilities.

For many things, we still have to wait until the end of World War II before planning and taking action.

One night passed.

After the two rested in their respective rooms, they did not meet again and went their separate ways in the morning.

Logan rushed to Stark Industries Building alone, received the ID card that Howard had arranged for him to change, and went to explore and carry out the test mission agreed upon last night.

Kyle was thinking that it was rare to return to New York City during the war. Since General Chester had not sent soldiers to notify the order, he had time to see how Lucy, who was temporarily staying at his home, was doing.

Walking on the bustling modern streets with leather shoes, Kyle also relied on the symbiotic venom to slightly disguise his appearance, wearing a brand new gentleman's suit, a large round hat that cast a shadow, and Get a pair of sunglasses.

He was just like this among the crowds on the walking trail, and no one discovered his identity.

In fact, even if they saw it and felt familiar, no one could believe that the war hero they saw on the screen in the screening room and in various newspapers would suddenly pass by in front of them, as if they were a gentleman.

"Major General Kyle led more than two million Allied troops to completely capture Germany and arrived at the U.S. military base last night!"

From time to time, children selling newspapers ran back and forth on the pedestrian street, shouting propaganda as they passed by, which made Kyle lower his hat brim.

If he were recognized on the street, he would probably have to use his climbing ability to escape from a nearby building. ~IndoMTL.com~ Kyle secretly lamented that it was hard to tell whether this being the first superhero’s fame was a good thing or a bad thing. However, from the time when I was training soldiers to where I am today, my starting point has never been just for others.

With great power comes great responsibility? Be yourself first and take control of your own life and destiny!

So, he has never been a superhero in the true sense.

Walking on the bustling and noisy streets, Kyle suddenly stopped and was keenly aware of something wrong with the surrounding environment.

The various passers-by around him were still passing by in a hurry, but they were like reflected and projected three-dimensional images, without any life.

The shouts of children selling newspapers, the sound of cars driving and honking, and the trivial and complicated chats of pedestrians. These sounds are like layers of membranes in space, unable to convey where you are.

Soon, even their figures disappeared in a blur.

In the United States, the American continent, and even the entire earth, Kyle was the only one left, standing quietly on the deserted streets of New York.

"Magic?" Kyle murmured to himself, as if switching to another uninhabited space. This sudden strange scene did not panic him.

There is no point in panicking. The more you are in a difficult situation that you cannot control, the more you need to think calmly and face it.

"As expected of the youngest major general since the founding of the American Empire..." A neutral female voice without any emotion came from behind.

Kyle turned around calmly and saw that the person speaking was a young woman wearing a simple white robe and a bald head.

"General Kyle. Let me briefly introduce myself. My name is 'Ancient One' and I am a mage."

The woman spoke.