Lucas slowly woke up, feeling incredibly comfortable all over.
He got up, stretched, and looked around. He was the only one left in the consultation room. Dr. Yao had already left, and a note was on the desk.
He picked it up and saw it was a consultation schedule.
The time was every Saturday at 3 PM.
There was also a message on the note.
If you need to make any changes, you can adjust them on the note yourself and leave it. I can flexibly arrange my time according to yours.
— Dr. Yao
Without making any changes, he put the note back in its original place.
He left the consultation room, got into his car, started the engine, and launched off. With the roar of the car, he drove out of Manhattan and headed towards his small home in Queens.
New York's night scenery was charming, but there were few pedestrians on the streets at night.
Even fewer beautiful and elegant young women.
Unfortunately, Lucas encountered one, a blonde girl who was being followed by a Vampire.
"Little girl, you seem to be in some trouble. Do you need help?" Lucas pulled over to the side of the road, rolled down the window, and asked.
The girl turned and looked at Lucas, her eyes unreadable. She seemed to want to say something but didn't know how to start.
While the girl was in a daze, Lucas carefully observed the person in front of him.
Short blonde hair, blue eyes, a beautiful face, and a tall figure.
A student, about 1.65 meters tall and around eighteen years old.
Lucas quickly made his assessment, then felt puzzled.
Although it's not good to judge a book by its cover, for a girl like this, her family background and personal upbringing should be good, so why was she alone on the streets of Queens at night?
Bang!
"Hey, kid, don't be a busybody!"
The Vampire extra who was following her quickly caught up, slapped the car roof, and yelled.
"I hate Vampires."
Sighing lightly, Lucas casually pulled out a UV flashlight and shone it at the Vampire extra.
Vampires (Blade version) are a race that fears silver, garlic, and UV light, with a bunch of fatal weaknesses yet are mysteriously overconfident.
They reek of blood, and killing them doesn't even drop stat points.
Annoying.
The girl had now come back to her senses, looking at the Vampire extra turning into ashes. She helplessly rubbed her forehead and smiled wryly.
"I was going to lure him out and find the girl he abducted through him."
Lucas gave an embarrassed smile. "Is that so? I'm sorry if I ruined your plan."
Did he misjudge her? An ordinary person wouldn't have no reaction at all after seeing this scene.
"Never mind, you meant well."
Saying that, the girl turned and put on her hood. She raised her hand, shot out a web, and swung into the night sky, her voice gradually fading, leaving only a white silhouette.
"Anyway, I've already memorized his scent, so I'll just search around here slowly."
"Spider-Woman?!"
"It's Ghost-Spider."
The person had already disappeared into the night, only her voice echoed from afar.
What's wrong with this world?
In the morning, he went to see a doctor, and the psychologist was suspected to be the Ancient One.
In the evening, on his way back, he casually rescued a girl and encountered Spider-Woman.
No, it was Ghost-Spider.
Ghost-Spider...
That should be Gwen Stacy, right?
But George Stacy is only about thirty years old. Is it someone else? Or from a parallel Universe?
With confusion, Lucas returned to his small home.
An old seven-story building.
The seventh floor was his residence, and the six floors below were a bookstore.
The layout of the building was not planned by Lucas. A few days ago, he bought this building from a young man.
The young man was willing to sell it for less than the market price, with the only condition being to keep the bookstore. This building was left by his deceased parents, and the bookstore was their life's work.
Considering the favorable price and the need for a job to pass the time, Lucas agreed.
Back in his room, Lucas turned on the TV, hoping to find some entertainment.
"Emergency broadcast: Two unidentified flying objects are engaging in a firefight over New York, both carrying lethal weapons. Local residents are advised to take cover and avoid going out unless absolutely necessary."
The TV suddenly cut to an emergency broadcast, and from the footage intercepted from the TV station, one could see that a huge silver-gray robot stood on the highway, its massive mechanical arm raised above its head, tightly gripping a gold and red robot.
Around them were scattered cars and panicked crowds fleeing.
Lucas was very familiar with this scene.
These two robots were Iron Monger and Iron Man.
This scene was from the end of the movie "Iron Man," where Tony Stark fought Obadiah Stane near the Stark Industries.
Although he recognized the identities of the two robots, Lucas had no intention of getting involved.
Tony's friendship was valuable, and Lucas also had plans to befriend him in the future. But now was not the right time.
On one hand, his strength was only at the first stage.
He could withstand bullets with his physical body, his reaction speed far exceeded ordinary people's and he had a mental attack that ignored physical defense
But he was still ground-bound, lacking the ability to fly, and his mobility was average. Furthermore, large-caliber bullets and missiles were still extremely threatening to him.
If he caught Obadiah off guard, he had a ninety percent chance of subduing the old man with a mental attack.
But what's the difference between a ninety percent chance and fighting for your life?
Without a ninety-eight percent chance, there was no need to fight for someone else's business.
On the other hand, he didn't want to be exposed to public view yet.
The panel upgrade was still a few days away.
Intervening would inevitably attract official attention. He had transmigrated three months ago, and his current identity was forged and couldn't withstand scrutiny.
Right now, he needed to be a "good citizen" and develop silently.
After a few upgrades, he can do whatever he wants without caring about the others.
As for the butterfly effect leading to Iron Man's defeat or mutual destruction?
Lucas wasn't worried about that.
The butterfly effect had already occurred.
In the corner of the screen, a figure wearing a black and white tight suit with a hood was swinging towards the warring parties.
Ghost-Spider, entering the fray!
Compared to Iron Monger, which was reverse-engineered from Mark I, Ghost-Spider was a seasoned superhero.
Lucas believed that with her help, Tony would surely easily defeat Obadiah.
He took out his phone, the time was 10:24 PM on October 24, 2010.
It was still early. Considering Dr. Yao's advice, Lucas decided to make a recruitment announcement to post at the bookstore entrance and start interviews tomorrow morning.
Hiring several Librarians.
Job Responsibilities: To be discussed.
Application Requirements: To be discussed.
Salary: To be discussed.
Work Hours: 10 AM to 4 PM, with a two-hour break at noon.
Looking at the recruitment announcement he had made, Lucas nodded with satisfaction.
This was naturally not a serious recruitment announcement, and he wasn't looking for serious people either. He was just looking for some fun to pass the time until the upgrade time was over.