Although he knew the battle between Abomination and the Hulk hid immense profits.
But Michael didn't immediately rush to 'pick up money'.
Not to mention that the 'money' was already there, but General Ross's attempt to capture Bruce Banner, followed by his failure and the Hulk's escape.
Then, waiting for the Hulk to revert to Bruce Banner, and then for him to meet Mr. Blue, there was still some time left! For Bruce Banner, who had escaped capture, trying to smuggle himself back to the American Federation from Brazil would take time, even with his extremely skilled smuggling experience!
Before that, Michael still had things to do.
That was to ensure the safety of Big Daddy and Hit-Girl in this 'Death-defying' act!
...Michael had a complete set of his own views on life, values, and the World.
In this World, he could disregard anyone's life or Death, because this was not the World where he was born and raised.
In fact, Michael had no sense of belonging to this World at all!
However, Michael had his own mature three views.
Regardless of whether these three views were righteous or not, at least, Michael was not the kind of person who would immediately ignore and discard someone after using them, throwing them to the dogs and forgetting about them!
Unlike the previous English ability replication, the old gentleman was not in danger and did not require any repayment from Michael, so Michael could absorb the English ability with a clear conscience.
But the 'firearms mastery skill' was different, and furthermore, Michael was preparing to 'pick up scraps' behind Big Daddy and Hit-Girl.
If he hadn't known these two would be in danger, Michael might have repaid them with some money, or perhaps some information they cared about and wanted to know, but that would have been it, as replicating the ability hadn't harmed them, and Michael wouldn't have felt guilty.
But after replicating the ability, knowing they would be in danger yet doing nothing, this absolutely did not align with Michael's values, his view on life, and certainly not his Worldview!
At least, at this moment, Michael still had a 'conscience'!
Michael couldn't bring himself to coldly watch others die after just benefiting from them.
Perhaps some people might think, if others don't even know about it, and no harm was caused, why would you specifically give back? Are you stupid?
But Michael didn't think this was stupid; in fact, Michael believed this absolutely conformed to the three views of most people.
Even if, when you make a repayment, the person you repay might still suspect your motives.
At least, in Michael's opinion, this was also a bottom line.
A bottom line that, at the very least, could preserve the last shred of kindness!
Of course, if they were in an antagonistic relationship, then there wouldn't be so much to say.
Let alone replication, even soul-searching wouldn't be out of the question!
Mercy to enemies is cruelty to oneself!
This sentence had been silently recited by Michael many times since he transmigrated to the Marvel Universe!
...Looking at Big Daddy and Hit-Girl, who were tense the entire way, Michael shook his head.
To push himself to such an extent just to be a street hero was something Michael would never do.
In Michael's three views, no matter what he did or what his objective was, the ultimate goal was always to live more comfortably and easily.
But Big Daddy and Hit-Girl's behavior—constantly keeping their nerves taut, frequently going out, constantly testing the boundaries of Death, and not knowing how to enjoy life—was something Michael completely disagreed with.
The act of frantically strategizing for survival was understandable.
But to already possess the ability to survive easily, and even enjoy life easily, yet still force oneself to be on edge and do things that tempt Death, in Michael's opinion, was simply insane!
You say I'm working so hard because I know there's a threat from Sunset Purple Sweet Potato.
If I don't work hard, even if I'm not wiped out by the snap, I'll be killed by aliens.
Why are you working so hard? To bring down the big drug lord?
Enmmm... After a journey of hiding and sneaking, finally, when the 'infiltrator sunglasses' had only half an hour of special effect properties left...
With a 'tail' following them, Big Daddy and Hit-Girl finally arrived at the dock where the Kingpin Gang was supposed to receive goods, according to their intelligence.
The journey had wasted a full forty minutes!
Michael, following behind, rolled his eyes helplessly. This was a waste of a full 0.4 energy points!
0.4 energy points! That's enough to materialize another fully loaded magazine plus a few loose Glock 19 bullets!
...Michael didn't continue to complain.
Because Michael discovered that there were indeed many Gang members at this dock.
As for whether they were the Kingpin Gang?
Michael didn't know that.
After all, no one would use phrases like 'how our Kingpin Gang is doing' in everyday conversation, right?
Even HYDRA only whispered to each other, 'Hail, HYDRA!' at the very end~
The Kingpin Gang couldn't possibly be more formidable than HYDRA!
At least, relying on the special properties of the 'infiltrator sunglasses,' Michael, who was freely moving through the dock, didn't hear such arrogant remarks... After a leisurely stroll, Michael found the hiding place of Big Daddy and Hit-Girl.
From Michael's third-person, God's-eye view, it was quite concealed.
After all, they were a father and daughter who had been active in the underworld for quite some time, and they had certainly developed some hiding skills.
Otherwise, how could they have made the drug lord Frank Amico so frustrated?
Just like in the movie, the younger, more agile Hit-Girl was hiding in a set of containers closer to the dock's berthing position.
Big Daddy, on the other hand, was concealed in a small building on the outer perimeter, aiming a police Remington sniper rifle to provide Hit-Girl with real-time on-site environmental information... and remote support!
Michael didn't find this strange.
After all, his firearms ability was replicated from Big Daddy and Hit-Girl.
In Michael's imprinted firearms memory, this father-daughter duo often fought in this manner, and their skills were already very proficient. "They're here!"
"They're here!"
Not long after, amidst the clamor of the Gang members hiding in the dock, a… fishing boat? slowly approached the berth.
Today I was delayed, there will be two more chapters later ~ Please give flowers, please collect!