Marvel's Ten Thousand Worlds Recycling System

"Left, right, right, right..." Hawkeye kept shouting to Anxin. At the same time, Anxin kept pulling out the arrows from the quiver, and kept following Hawkeye's orders to shoot the arrows out.

"Stop, rest for a while, familiarize yourself with your muscle memory, and pay attention to maintaining the strength of your arms. Don't let the muscles on your arms change too much during this period, otherwise the muscle memory will be damaged." Eagle Eye clicked with satisfaction. Nodding, as a beginner, Anxin's performance was very poor. He only lost five out of 100 arrows.

"Okay." An An breathed heavily and threw the alloy longbow to the ground. This was the end of his two-month training. In order to better adapt to the responsibilities of SHIELD, Natasha formulated strict rules for him. Training plans, fighting, archery, anti-submarine, infiltration, every plan is a challenge for An Xin.

"Continue. After two or three minutes, Eagle Eye came in from outside carrying two sandbags. Tie them to two arms, each weighing 5 kilograms. Don't use your special power." Eagle Eye handed the sandbags to them. An Anxin, after tying it up, An Anxin felt as if his whole body was filled with lead, and it was difficult to even shoot the bow.

"Right, right, left, right..." Hawkeye continued to shout. Under the influence of the sandbags, Anxin's accuracy and speed dropped a lot. He could only hit 100 out of 70 rounds. Seeing this, Hawkeye nodded. , not too surprised, An Xin's performance has exceeded his expectations.

"Sorry, Clint." An Xin gritted his teeth and dropped his hand. This time, he couldn't even hold the bow. He had a deep understanding of his own weakness. Without the Phoenix Saint Cloth, what would he do? Nor does it count.

"Well done, An Xin. As a beginner, you have done well. Our training at this stage is over." Hawkeye was not angry. Back then, his performance was not even as good as An Xin, who was a potential stock. This is just the beginning. He is already planning how to put more pressure on An Xin and squeeze out An Xin's potential as quickly as possible.

An Xin wiped the sweat off his head and walked out of the training room. Standing outside waiting for him was his next instructor, Phil Coulson. He would learn the experience and skills of being an agent from Phil. .

The night is getting dark...

"Shall I take you back?" Natasha looked at An Xin who was as tired as a dog and said with a smile.

"Okay." An An's answer was a little feeble. He struggled to get up from the ground, his face was bruised and bruised. Natasha's attack was much harsher than the first training, leaving no trace of mercy for An An. On the other hand, Anxin's half-full Muay Thai boxing skills could not stop Natasha's attack.

"I'm here to train with you after working all day. You don't know how difficult that bastard Tony Stark is. He looks like a playboy on the surface, but he's actually a scheming bitch. Is that true?" Natasha He pulled Anxin up, held Anxin's shoulders, and walked to the garage. On the way, he frantically accused Tony Stark, a criminal capitalist, of how he exploited her little secretary.

"I'll do it myself." An Xin struggled to break away from Natasha, but found that she had no strength left and could only be supported by Natasha and walked forward step by step.

"Why are you being polite to me? Peace of mind." Natasha smiled. This was the little man's pride that was causing trouble and he had to hold on to himself.

"Why don't you invite me in?" After more than half an hour's drive, Natasha sent An Xin home. Seeing the tired An Xin, she couldn't help teasing An Xin.

"Ah, what, you want to come in and sit down, it's too late, maybe next time." An Xin blushed slightly and was a little incoherent. As a little boy, he was a little unable to resist being teased by Natasha, but he thought Silver, feeling relieved and a little firmer, rejected Natasha.

"Well, I have to go to work tomorrow. Don't forget, you can take a day off tomorrow. Your training is over." Natasha saw An Xin's eyes change from panic to calm, and she knew that her bad taste was good. When she was satisfied, she curled her lips, turned and left.

Seeing Natasha leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed on the sofa, picked up the water on the table, and drank it all in one breath. This day's training made him look like a Like a dead dog.

"Quiet, quiet, quiet, emergency call." An Anxin frantically called An Jing.

"I'm sorry, dear host, the quiet one you called has been suspended due to arrears. Please recharge before calling. To recharge, please press 1. After the beep, quote the recharge price, beep." came a mechanized female voice, quiet and Starting to get skinny.

"Oh, I've always thought that the Cosmic Cube in SHIELD's hands should be quite valuable. If you're going to owe it, forget it." An Xin smiled contemptuously, dear, I can't cure you with your system.

"What, what are you talking about, An Xin, there was an accident in the system just now. This garbage system, when I upgrade it, all these problems will be gone." An Jingjing jumped out of nowhere in an instant, and she was already so greedy that she wanted to shed tears. Wow, the Cosmic Rubik's Cube is a B-level prop. When the six gems come together to summon the Self-Gem, it will go straight to an A-level prop. It's all white energy.

"I said, I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep. Is the mission about Tony Stark a failure or a success? An Anjing." After freeing up some time, An Xin remembered that he still had a mission about Tony Stark. If Muay Thai fails in his mission and disappears, his combat effectiveness will drop again.

"Of course it's a failure. If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten it. You have been fired before the six months are up, so it must be considered a failure." Jing Jing said sternly.

"Oh, I'll give you another chance to organize your words, dear classmate Jing Jing." An Xin opened some of the most basic information about the Universe Rubik's Cube that he had received, and kept turning the pages, with a clattering sound, for Jing Jing. Full of attraction.

"Well, the mission must not be considered like this, right? The failure of this kind of mission is a force majeure factor. You can't be blamed for this. Don't blame yourself, don't worry. The failure of this mission is not your fault. We will treat it as if this mission has never happened. It would be fine if it never existed." Seeing what An An was holding, An An An curled his lips, this scumbag!

"Oh, are you sure?" An Anxin picked up the lighter. It looked like if An An An said something he didn't want to hear, he would burn all the information.

"Don't, don't, don't worry. The thing is like this. The problems in this task are my mistakes, so as a responsible system, of course this task is successful." Jing Jing had a smile on his face, but in his heart, this was a mistake. What a scumbag host!

And at this moment, the door suddenly rang