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I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

During the Second World War, Kyle looked at Captain America standing straight and proud before him. Suddenly, a series of skill cards appeared. 「Pistol Master」 「Martial Arts Master」 「Shield Defense Master」 「Super Soldier Serum」 Which skill card do you wish to extract? “Wait… what? This golden finger… you must be pulling my leg! Not only skill cards but I can also extract super-powered skills like the Super Soldier Serum? Mother of God… what is this?!” (Hey Guys, I am retranslating this novel here and I will try to quickly reach the chapters that had been already translated on other websites. For everyone's confirmation, I am translating it with my own efforts and I am not copying it from other websites. So give me your reviews and tell me if you like it)

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Chapter 313 SHIELD Below One Man

"Yes, it really happened," Erik helplessly shrugged.

Any intelligence agency with a national background was already an authority that ordinary people couldn't afford to provoke, and those intelligence departments served as SHIELD's enforcers.

With SHIELD's functions, they could easily mobilize local law enforcement and military forces, instructing any local agencies to coordinate their actions.

Jane and Darcy were still in doubt when they noticed Coulson, not far away, suddenly walking towards Kyle.

Darcy exclaimed and wanted to go pull Kyle back.

"Darcy, wait!" Erik hurriedly held her back, watching the two of them meet. He spoke calmly, "It's okay. If it's him, things might turn out good for us..."

Jane squinted slightly as she looked at Kyle with a hint of anticipation. This time, she would verify her guess.

"Hello, sir."

Coulson walked up to Kyle, extending his hand proactively and staring at his face, expressing his confusion, "I feel like I know you from somewhere as if I've seen you before."

"Perhaps," Kyle nodded calmly, lightly shaking hands with Coulson. In just an instant, Coulson's face changed slightly, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand with finger marks.

"There's nothing wrong. I'll leave now; I and a few friends still have things to attend to." Kyle gestured towards Jane and the others and left without paying him any further attention.

"Take care," Coulson exhaled, forcing himself to speak calmly.

After Kyle and the others left, Coulson stood motionless, frowning and lost in thought.

"Sir, what's wrong? Is there a problem with that Mr. Carl?" Two agents approached Coulson and asked with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Carl?" Coulson suddenly widened his eyes, his emotions getting a bit difficult to calm down. He asked urgently, "Did that person just now call himself Mr. Carl?"

"Yes. We just checked, and headquarters has related files on him," One agent replied.

"It really is him. He actually appeared here... well, it's okay now." Coulson patted his chest after his suspicions were cleared. It wasn't until now that he fully confirmed Kyle's identity.

"Sir, who is that person?" The two new agents clearly didn't understand the meaning of the alias 'Carl.'

"If I tell you, you might get scared, so I am gonna hold off on it. Hurry up and pack things, drive away from here." Coulson sighed, looking at the red marks on his palm. There was a sense of self-inflicted boredom in his tone.

The God, absent from New York City for half a year, unexpectedly traveled through the mortal world now.

Coulson felt emotional; he took out his phone and dialed Fury's director communication number.

In any case, this matter had to be reported to the Director.

Since the internal turmoil within SHIELD six months ago, the old agents in the bureau trembled when they saw the Symbol of Peace statue. The inhumane and bloody scenes of the bloodbath at SHIELD Headquarters were still vivid in their memories.

SHIELD indeed had many departments and individuals under its control, but it was always below one man, a fact that many agents had already deeply ingrained in their bones.

The encounter with Coulson, and the attitude that treated Kyle as a stranger, made Jane's speculations about Kyle's identity fade a lot.

This was also a good thing.

After all, Kyle didn't want to reveal his true identity too early. Mixing with a small scientific research team of ordinary people, secretly helping Thor, was a very convenient and simple matter.

If Thor found out that he was here, he would probably complain about why he didn't help him return to Asgard.

Kyle didn't want to get involved in the family drama.

Kyle followed Jane's group back to the RV. Jane drove the car out of the town, planning to go to the rumored meteorite landing site.

Before the car left the town, at a pet store on the side of the road, Thor, who was thinking of buying a warhorse from the store clerk, coincidentally met them. 

Thor, accustomed to flying, lost his divine power and Mjolnir. He estimated that walking thirty miles relying on a mortal body would take about a day. So, thoughtfully, he wanted to find a warhorse to ride over...

This prince from Asgard finally settled into the back compartment of the RV after enduring another round of mockery from Darcy.

The RV, facing the afternoon sun, left the town, raising a cloud of dust on the wilderness road as it headed towards the destination thirty miles to the south.

As the RV approached the meteorite crater, the sun had set below the horizon, and both light and temperature had receded. Nightfall enveloped the chilly, uninhabited wilderness.

The RV, like a lonely traveler, continued forward, its headlights cutting through the darkness with two faint beams.

When they were about half a mile from the destination, Kyle, sitting in the front passenger seat, suggested that everyone get out and walk the remaining distance instead of driving.

While the others were still unsure of the intention, Thor had already opened the car door, got out of the back compartment, and walked to a small hill to gaze into the distance. A halo resembling a small city could be seen there, faintly covering the meteorite crater in the far distance.

"Carl is right; this metal lump of a car is too conspicuous. The remaining road can only be covered on foot," Thor spoke and he was unable to contain himself and accelerated towards the source of light.

Silently, Kyle followed closely. Seeing this, the others had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue.

Ten minutes later, the group arrived near the crater. They crouched down at the edge of the hill and looked down at the ground below.

A modern and large research institute base had been established on-site, centered around the meteorite crater. The three-story building was brightly lit, with personnel conducting investigations inside.

The research lab was surrounded by protective iron nets with high-voltage electricity signs. Many armed personnel were patrolling, and more supplies were transported by large trucks and planes.

Erik lowered his voice and said, "In less than half a day, such a temporary fortress has been built. This is definitely a big move by SHIELD."

"If it's just a meteorite, why don't they take it away? Why do they have to build a research center here?" Jane wondered.

"Yeah, it's unnecessary," Darcy agreed.

"That's very simple, it's because they can't take it away. You guys stay here; I'll go get what belongs to me." Thor couldn't hold back and rushed out after saying his peace, and headed straight for the protective iron net under the cover of night.

"That annoying little shit, I wonder if he'll bring trouble on us. Carl, what should we do now?" Darcy said in regret before she turned around and was surprised to find that Kyle, who was originally behind everyone, had disappeared at some point.

"Where's Mr. Carl?" Jane also noticed.

"He probably went along with him." Erik sighed repeatedly, pointing his finger in the direction of Thor, who was moving away.

At this moment, inside the temporary SHIELD research institute, within the base.

In the middle of the building structure, the silver hammer remained unmoved, placed in the center of the meteorite crater. Researchers in white lab coats were constantly entering and exiting, collecting data with measurement instruments beside the hammer.

Coulson, overseeing the overall situation, stood in the control room on the second floor of the temporary research institute base, looking down at the meticulous operations around the hammer.

Suddenly, as if an enemy invaded, the urgent and loud alarm of the temporary base echoed through the night sky.

Enemy attack!

(End of this chapter)

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