Being a Digigod at Marvel

"Ha~~I owe~~I'm so sleepy!"

In the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Phil Coulson, whose hairline became increasingly dangerous, yawned, pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked out with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

After the incident last night, SHIELD agents quickly arrived at the scene and took over command of the scene from the police.

After bringing the parties who entered the thick fog back to the New York branch, he, the commander-in-chief temporarily appointed by the director, personally interrogated them.

Unfortunately, after asking all night, I couldn't get any useful information.

In addition to learning from John that the monster is intelligent and can speak human language and is called Wildfire Beast, there are only portraits of Wildfire Beast and Ogamon that were obtained by doing puzzles based on his memory.

Entering the encrypted communications room, Coulson requested an encrypted call with Director Nick Fury at headquarters.

The call was quickly connected, and a smooth and shiny braised egg head appeared on the screen. It was none other than the King of Secret Agents, Nick Fury.

"Colson, how's it going?"

"Sir, there is very little valuable information. Apart from two portraits, I only learned the name of one of the monsters."

Fury frowned, feeling very dissatisfied.

This wonderful "fog" has appeared in New York several times. It was always in sparsely populated areas before. It comes and goes quickly. With SHIELD's ability, it can still suppress it.

But this time, he actually appeared in Times Square in full view of the public, lasted for only twenty minutes, and caused astonishing damage.

"Colson, put the matter of contact with Tony Stark aside for now and fully investigate this series of events. In addition, sort out the investigation materials and send them to me through an encrypted channel."

"Yes, sir!"

When the communication ended, Coulson turned and left the encrypted communications room, called a field team, and drove toward the Hudson River.

As soon as they woke up in the morning, the people of New York discovered that Stark Industries, which had been making headlines for several days because of the closure of its weapons research and development and production departments, was actually covered by an article titled "Shocked! NYPD, FBI, and CIA gathered in Times Square late at night, actually for..."

The news was pushed to the second page.

This discovery made everyone very interested, but after reading the news on the front page, they felt that their world view had been challenged.

In addition to textual descriptions of what onlookers outside the digital realm saw and heard, the news also published photos of Wildfiremon landing in a superhero style captured by passers-by and photos captured on YouTube of Ogamon opening its bloody mouth.

If it were just like this, most people still wouldn't believe it and thought the newspaper was sensationalizing.

However, many citizens on the Internet who claimed to be at the scene last night confirmed it, and the bombed sewers in Times Square are still on display, proving that something did indeed happen here.

Some people are worried, but others are in a good mood.

Without continuing to make headlines, the decline in Stark Industries' stock price has been controlled within an acceptable range, and Obadiah is in a good mood.

He plans to take this opportunity to join other members of the board of directors to kick Tony out. Then as long as the weapons department is rebuilt, Stark Industries' stock price will naturally return to its peak.

Besides that, Gioia was happy.

After absorbing Ogamon's data, he felt that the lost part of the fire fighter's spirit had been replenished. As long as there was another adrenaline-filled battle, he could evolve into an orthodox humanoid fire fighter Vulcan.

In this way, at least for a long time, you will have the minimum ability to protect yourself.

Facing the morning sunshine, Joya climbed out of bed.

I casually made a cup of coffee, turned on the TV to watch the morning news, and used the computer nearby to send the Ogamon digital egg recovered last night back to the founding village of the digital world.

"Sure enough, every channel is reporting on last night's incident. That's right, there are tens of thousands of witnesses at the scene, and with the number of viewers in each live broadcast room, even if the officials want to suppress it, they probably won't be able to."

"But is it really okay to just let the media report like this? At this time, shouldn't we expose a few big men in the entertainment industry who are ruining our outlook and divert our attention?"

"Sure enough, the United States without radio and television is really not good at this."

After breakfast, Gioia locked the door of his apartment and walked 10 minutes to his place of work.

This company is called Meacham Industrial Group, and Gioia works in the mechanical research and development department here. Although this is not in line with his previous life's major and occupation, he used part of his already tense energy in exchange for the mechanical transformation of the Mechanical Empire. With the introductory information on technology, he is also able to do this job easily.

After accidentally learning that company owner Harold Meacham had both legs amputated, Gioia built a pair of extremely useful mechanical prostheses for him.

Harold was very grateful to Gioia and appreciated his abilities. He not only gave him a reward of 100 million, but also promoted him to the head of the R&D team.

However, Gioia didn't plan to do it here often. After getting 100 million, he turned around and used it to buy Stark Industries stocks at the bottom.

It is estimated that the battle between Iron Man and Iron Overlord will be in the next two days. By then, it will not be a problem to double the one million by more than ten or twenty times. Naturally, I will no longer have to work for others.

As an up owner in his previous life, Gioia longed for freedom in his heart. Working like an ordinary office worker was not his pursuit. What's more, the digital field may appear at any time, so he naturally needs to attack at any time.

As usual, he held a regular meeting with the members of the research team. After allocating the work, Gioia was about to fish when the boss's secretary sent an invitation.

"Mr. Gioia, this is a charity dinner organized by Stark Industries. Mr. Harold hopes you can attend with him."

Gioia recalled it in his mind and found that there was indeed such a party. It was here that Tony met the female reporter again and learned that Obadiah was still secretly selling arms behind his back.

There is a slight impression, but it is not clear whether it is this party or not.

But what the heck, there's no harm in going and taking a look.It just so happens that I am about to start my own business, so there is no harm in meeting some rich and powerful people.

"Please tell Mr. Harold that I will be there dressed up."

After the secretary left, Gioia no longer thought about fishing. When Iron Man came out, the danger level of Marvel Earth increased exponentially. It would not be good to accidentally overturn.

He recalled the blueprint of a frozen weapon from the Iron Empire and studied it carefully.

The growth-stage Digimon he encountered before couldn't get past Sanhe in front of Wildfiremon, which made Joya feel a little swollen. However, after being almost beaten by Ogamon, he finally thought of making his own weapons.

This freezing weapon is the prototype experiment of the freezing missile carried by Steel Garuru. Its power, range, and stability are far inferior to the original product, but it can still play a decisive role in the battle against growth-stage Digimon. .

"It's a bit overwhelming for me, a biology student, to study machinery."

Looking at the design drawing made Qiao Ya's head swell, but although he couldn't understand many parts, fortunately, he still had no problem copying the gourd.