Marvel's King of the Undead

"Stephen, what do you think we should do in the future?"

This was already the second night after the phone call with Deadpool. Wayne was lying on the sofa and said to the fat man who was playing with his mobile phone, feeling bored.

Although Wayne and Little Fatty stayed at Tony's house during this period, they could eat high-end food every day that they could only see on TV before. They no longer had to attend boring classes, and no longer had to worry about being sent to clean the toilet in the afternoon. .

But Wayne was somewhat nostalgic for the self-reliant life in the orphanage. Orphans usually have stronger self-esteem than ordinary people. This may be to cover up their inferiority complex, or perhaps they want to prove that they are not weaker than others.

Although Tony doesn't care about paying for Wayne's future living expenses, which is simply a drop in the bucket for Tony, who has tens of billions of assets, Wayne prefers to use his own abilities to get the life he wants, rather than acting like a parasite. Follow Tony as well.

What's more, he now has abilities that most people only dream of.

"Be a hacker" the little fat man didn't even raise his head.

"You really have no future as a hacker. In fact, I have always wanted to form a team, similar to mercenaries, but the number of people does not need to be large, just like a team of agents."

Wayne looked at the little fat man with disgust.

Ever since he learned that he was a mutant, Wayne knew that he had embarked on a completely different path than before. In the past, Wayne's dream was just to open a hot pot restaurant.

Although he also dreamed of becoming a billionaire, he understood that for an orphan, this dream was too far away. Opening a hotpot restaurant in New York was already very impressive.

After possessing the ability, Wayne suddenly discovered that he was no longer an ordinary orphan. The ability after awakening allowed him to easily do things that ordinary people could not imagine, so Wayne's dream was changed to becoming a billionaire. A millionaire, open a hot pot restaurant by the way.

Ever since he saw the sizable arsenal of mercenaries in the Middle East, Wayne has become very interested in this industry. In his opinion, even mercenaries with low level of strength can earn so much money. So, then If he forms an elite team and relies on his intelligence, it is not impossible to catch up with Tony.

Thinking of this, Wayne once again wanted to thank his superpower. Without his superpower, he could only become a member of the mediocre crowd. But now, he can do it for that charming money, no, for that Young dreams to fight for.

"I haven't thought about where the team can make money before, but now your ability allows me to discover the first direction for us to make money."

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Wayne jumped up from the sofa and snatched the phone from the little fat man's hand. Without asking the little fat man about his wishes, Wayne, who had already forcibly regarded him as a member of the team, looked at the little fat man. The fat man said seriously.

"Ah, what's the first direction?" The little fat man was a little confused.

"Being a hacker, stealing information from major organizations and companies, and selling information. Isn't that what agents do in movies?"

Wayne looked around and whispered to the little fat man. As if he was afraid that Tony would know his top-secret idea and steal his idea to prevent his assets from surpassing his.

"Didn't you just say that hackers have no future..."

The little fat man was even more confused. He clearly remembered the look of contempt on Wayne's face after he said he was a hacker.

"We are special agents, you know? Although we do the same things, our skills are different."

Wayne explained patiently, in order to ensure that the first member of the organization understood his good intentions.

"For example, if Tony went to the street and forcibly kissed an old lady, that would be tidbits of news, and every major entertainment weekly would report it the next day. But if you go to the street and forcibly kiss an old lady, the next day will be waiting for you. It’s just a prison meal.”

"....Why would I go to the street and forcefully kiss an old lady?"

The little fat man was a little frightened.

“It’s also a lumbar intervertebral disc, why are you so herniated?”

Wayne was a little broken. He finally came up with a suitable metaphor, but the fat man's focus was indeed on kissing the old lady.

"Hey, Stephen, if you hadn't grown up with me, I wouldn't have invited you to join the team. Your IQ would lower the average level of our team."

Sighing, Wayne said to the little fat man with a look on his face like "Come and thank me now, I opened the back door for you."

"Have you ever asked me about my wishes?" The corner of the little fat man's mouth twitched and continued to ask: "Who else is there in our organization?"

"Well, it's just you and me now." Wayne paused: "When Wade comes, I will ask him what he means. I heard that he is a professional mercenary and can help us avoid many detours."

The little fat man didn't answer. He felt like he was on a pirate ship, his future was dark, and he couldn't see any light in his future.

"Okay, Stephen. Let's give it a try, starting from the orphanage. We need to make preparations for our actions tomorrow."

After patting the dazed little fat man, Wayne returned the phone to him.

"Okay, let me hack into the surveillance system of the orphanage."

The little fat man took the phone and felt that what he was doing now seemed like the preparations done by the agents before going out to perform the mission in the movie, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Wayne and Little Fatty were both very familiar with the distribution of monitoring equipment in the orphanage. The orphanage does not have many entertainment options, so the orphans can only pass their time through various boring things.

Wayne and Little Fatty once spent a whole day counting the total number of surveillance cameras in the orphanage.

After three checks, they found that the orphanage had a total of 47 cameras, 46 of which were located in the orphanage and one facing the gate of the orphanage.

As the little fat man recited silently, all the surveillance images of the orphanage were quickly displayed on his phone.

Because the screen of the mobile phone was too small, the little fat man projected the screen of the mobile phone onto the wall through the device.

Because it was late, the orphanage seemed a little quiet at this time. Except for the brightly lit dormitory building, there were only a few dim street lights in the playground and corridors.

"Wayne, we seemed to have made a mistake before. Why can I see 48 surveillance images here?"

Suddenly, the little fat man patted Wayne, who was studying the infiltration route, and exclaimed in surprise, then enlarged and projected the 48th picture found on the phone onto the wall.

The 48th surveillance camera seems to be in a room with no windows, only a simple iron bed and a somewhat broken wooden bench.

At this time, a man covered in blood was lying on the rusty iron bed.

This man was lying on his side beside the iron bed. His clothes were a little torn and covered in blood, and his messy hair covered half of the man's face.

"This person seems familiar. I'm afraid he has just been tortured."

Wayne looked at the scene in front of him and immediately thought of the scene when he was tortured.

"Damn this guy is Abbas"

There was an angry roar next to him, and Wayne turned his head and saw the little fat man with red eyes and gritted teeth as he looked at the surveillance screen.