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My days as a thinker at Marvel

(Marvel - Plot Party (Major plot remains unchanged, minor plot slightly modified) Invincible - DNF Daddy) Qin Li traveled to the Marvel time with his God Thinker character from Dungeon Fighter and his personal warehouse containing materials, potions, and equipment. Will Captain America, who has been blessed with the Revenge of Light, Blessing of Honor, and Holy Light, no longer be on equal terms with anyone? Can Tony Stark, who combines the armor with the materials from the Dungeon, become stronger? When Thor's hammer is enhanced by +12, can the goddess of death Hela still crush it with her bare hands? ... This is a Translation. I don't own anything here.

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Chapter 30

Qin Li said confidently, "I hope you don't blink when the time comes, I might just blind you with the brilliance." The three of them immediately split up to begin their actions. Natasha had already received a mission to steal some intelligence and had infiltrated the area, while Barton was monitoring any important individuals entering or exiting the academy in front of them. Qin Li, on the other hand, was just killing time. The transaction hadn't started yet, so going there now would only alert them. If Lady Gao and the others run away, what will he do? Although he had the teleportation serum, it would only last for so long. Why not save a bit of it? Qin Li glanced at the row of teleportation serums in the warehouse and thought to himself.

Barton glanced at Qin Li, who seemed to be doing nothing, but said nothing, then turned back to monitor whether anyone was entering or leaving the academy. The job was boring, but Barton didn't comment.

"Your codename is Hawkeye, is it because you're so accurate with a gun?" Qin Li asked, bored.

Barton didn't respond, his demeanor cold. Qin Li didn't press further—if someone didn't want to talk, asking too many questions might get him an arrow in the neck. After all, Hawkeye was almost at the pinnacle of human abilities, with archery skills so precise it could hit anything. A little arrogance was understandable.

It seemed like this was the difference between combat (killing) agents and spy (social) agents. Look at Natasha and Coulson—they were much more approachable. Maybe they were acting, but Qin Li liked it that way.

As Qin Li picked up his phone and started playing Snake, Barton breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "Do people from Huaguo always act so familiar? If he keeps asking, I'll just tell him that doing nothing during work will get us in trouble with the boss. Maybe I'll treat him to a drink after the mission."

Qin Li, who was already on his nth playthrough of Snake, yawned and thought, "Maybe I'll go visit Tony Stark in a couple of days and get him to make a smart phone. With all the advanced tech, it's ridiculous to still be using a slider phone. I'll also ask him to develop some games." As he pondered this, Barton spoke up.

"Our main target has appeared. They're entering the academy now," Barton pressed the communication button and said loudly, likely to inform Qin Li as well.

"They're here? Let me see," Qin Li quickly leaned in to look. However, he only saw a short-haired old woman, surrounded by a team of people in black, wearing a long black robe and holding a cane, slowly walking into the academy while talking to a white man.

"This old woman must be Lady Gao from the Hand, right?" Qin Li asked.

"Yes, it's her. I verified the information with what Natasha sent back," Barton answered.

"Should we begin the operation now?" Qin Li asked, rubbing his hands together in preparation.

"Wait until they bring people out. Starting now would alert them. Director Fury believes the location where they're holding hostages may have poison gas or bombs set up, which would result in large casualties among our agents," Barton replied calmly.

"Alright, you keep an eye on it. Let me know when the action begins," Qin Li said, returning to his seat and opening Snake again.

Barton didn't respond and continued watching the monitors, occasionally glancing toward the academy, indicating he was still observing.

As night fell, Qin Li lost interest in his phone and walked over to watch the monitors. By 9 PM, when he was getting impatient, he saw the same white man from earlier driving two buses and a Rolls Royce into the academy.

"Romanoff has sent word. These people will head to the docks to transfer by sea. We won't act here, but instead, we'll move to the docks and take action there. Let's go, we're heading to the docks to stand by," Barton said, having heard some information, then immediately packed up and spoke to Qin Li.

"How about Lady Gao? Is she with them?" Qin Li asked.

"Yes, she'll personally supervise this group. They probably have something important. This group might just be a distraction," Barton replied.

Qin Li suddenly remembered what Matt had said about the dragon bones buried beneath Manhattan. Could it be the dragon bones? It seemed like only something like that could make Lady Gao pay such close attention. He then said, "Let's go. Maybe there's something else valuable there."

Barton thought Qin Li's comment was strange, but didn't say anything. He finished packing and headed downstairs. As they were leaving, Qin Li curiously asked, "What about the monitors upstairs?"

"Once we leave, other agents will take over and monitor it. They'll let us know when the group leaves," Barton replied as he got into the car, signaling for Qin Li to do the same.

"Ah, I see. I thought SHIELD was so loaded that they'd just abandon a whole set of surveillance equipment," Qin Li said as he climbed into the car, laughing.

Barton, no longer as cold as before, also chuckled. "If that's the case, the cost of that equipment will come out of my salary. Thinking about working two months for free is terrifying."

Qin Li's eyes widened in surprise. "What? A camera, computer, monitor, and keyboard can cost that much? Is Fury pocketing the difference?!"

"That's SHIELD's latest tech. Just the camera alone costs 20,000 dollars. That's why the footage is so clear. Pocketing the difference? What does that mean?"

"Wow! It's that expensive? 'Pocketing the difference' is a Huaguo expression. It means embezzling money for personal gain. For example, you guys paid 20,000 for the camera, but your boss reports 40,000, takes 20,000 for himself, and gives the other 20,000 to the research department," Qin Li explained, successfully throwing Fury under the bus.

"Ah, I see. I didn't think the director would do that," Barton said awkwardly.

"No, no, no, Hawkeye. You don't know your boss well enough. Not only is he shady, but his heart's even blacker. You have to watch out when dealing with him," Qin Li said casually, not concerned with badmouthing others behind their backs.

Barton's face turned even more awkward. As he tried to stop Qin Li from continuing, the intercom in the car crackled with Fury's voice, mocking him. "Father Li, I think you should find a quieter place to talk about me behind my back."

Qin Li froze, looking at Barton in disbelief. The look clearly said, "I'm talking bad about your boss, and you're going to backstab me?!"

Barton awkwardly pointed to the intercom in the middle of the car and then turned to focus on driving.

Qin Li, seething with anger, gave Barton the finger and said, "Oh, look who it is, the king of spies, Director Fury. Those words I said earlier? They came from another agent. I dumped him out of the car. He's definitely a spy planted in SHIELD. I handled it for you, no need to thank me."

Fury ignored Qin Li's antics and continued, "I've arranged for people from the vampires to meet you. Just wanted to let you know. Hopefully, there won't be any spies next time."

"Of course, I'll make sure he can't speak again. Vampires? If they're coming to die, I'll gladly oblige," Qin Li laughed.

"Alright, I'll take care of other matters," Fury said before hanging up.

Qin Li looked at the intercom and thought, "Looks like the vampires haven't been taught a lesson yet. Once we're done with the Hand, should I pay their boss a visit?"