I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 8: The Sword Manual of Exorcism and Half of Whitebeard's Face
Entering the study, the little devil appeared and opened his mouth, and Lin Hao walked in.

This space is very magical. When I first came in, there was only light in an area less than ten square meters, and the rest was shrouded in darkness. As the little devil shuttled more and more times, the area covered by the light continued to expand.

This is not inside the little devil's body, but more like an independent dimensional space. The little devil is just the key to open it.

Lin Hao once taught the little devil to stuff food into his mouth when traveling to other worlds, and to bring back a lot of "local specialties" every time. As a result, the little devil was almost scared into autism.

This space will not travel to other worlds with the little devil, causing Lin Hao's plan to hide here and travel to other worlds to fail.

After coming in, Lin Hao first checked the "grudge of living beings" that the little devil had recently absorbed, and found that it was enough for a hundred times of travel.

There are lives dying every moment in the world, and some people are angry, sad, afraid, and resentful... but these negative emotions have nothing to do with Lin Hao.

The little devil can only absorb the "grudges of living beings" that have a "cause and effect" with Lin Hao. Simply put, Lin Hao must participate in it and collect it according to the degree of participation.

The value for killing people with one's own hands and fighting people personally is naturally 100%. Release viruses, use props to destroy the world, etc. are all considered doing it personally. The second is the "resentment of living beings" caused by the destruction caused by the creatures that have signed a contract with the little devil. The greater the cause and effect and the higher the degree of participation, the more you get.

The "black-white war" on the streets of San Francisco caused the deaths of a large number of bystanders, and this wave of "resentment of living beings" was the highest.

In addition, the nationwide marches caused by racial discrimination are also continuously providing energy for Lin Hao. Although the amount of profit shared by individual individuals is not large due to indirect participation, the base is huge.

Judging from this trend, it is estimated that it will continue for some time and will be a long-term process.

So America is Lin Hao’s blessed land.

In the past in China, I might work hard for half a year but still not be able to muster the energy to "do a hundred consecutive blows", and I had to rack my brains to think of new ways to confront people, otherwise my colleagues, whose nerves had already become numb, would not respond at all and would be unfriendly at all.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lin Hao silently recited the meditation mantra, and then ordered the little devil: "Begin."

The little devil disappeared in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, he came back again, holding a piece of gold nugget in his two short hands and dropped it on the ground.

Lin Hao reached out and touched it, and the information came directly to his mind: the gold nugget from "Journey to the Center of the Earth".

There is nothing to worry about. At least I can use it as money.

Then, there was a continuous crackling sound, and a large number of things appeared in front of Lin Hao, including Hu Yifei's leather jacket, Xiaoyanzi's homework book, Qi Tongwei's sniper rifle, Gao Qiqiang's "The Art of War", Xu Hongdou's black stockings...

Lin Hao silently put the leather jacket and stockings aside. Don't get me wrong, he just wanted to use them to recall his lost youth.

He casually threw the sniper rifle into the garbage dump. If he was in the Daqing Dynasty, the sniper rifle would still be of some use. This is free America, what weapons can't he buy?

Suddenly, the little devil threw out an old cassock.

Lin Hao reached out to pick it up, his expression turning strange.

Turning over the cassock, one saw eight large characters shining brightly on the lining: If you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself first.

It is the Sword Manual of Exorcism from "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer".

When the little devil came back with another piece of jade, Lin Hao grabbed it and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

"嘤嘤嘤嘤..."

"You mean there was a middle-aged man in a cave with his bare bottom and a dagger in his hand, hesitating, and then you brought this back?"

"Hahahaha……"

"Master Yue, it looks like you have to thank me!"

Lin Hao smiled unkindly: "Lady Ning should thank me, but unfortunately I am not in a good position, otherwise I would have to let Lady Ning answer."

"Cut, cut, cut, cut...chirp, chirp, chirp..." the little devil made a cheerful sound.

"Your song won't work. Listen to me sing." Lin Hao said with a smile: "Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, Auntie suck my little chicken."

“Hehehehe… Hehehehe…”

After laughing, the little devil continued to move around and pick up goods, and a lot of strange things appeared in front of Lin Hao.

Suddenly, the little devil came back holding a small porcelain bottle, with a wronged look on his face.

When she saw Lin Hao, she started crying: “Wuwuwuwu…”

"There was a man wearing a cloth tiger on his head who refused to let go, so you only got this bottle?"

"Woooo..."

"Don't be sad. Next time you see him, just poke him with a fork." Lin Hao comforted him and reached out to take the small porcelain bottle.

"Fuck!"

"I Love a Piece of Firewood" from "The Deer and the Cauldron".

Lin Hao inexplicably had an extra line in his mind: I can't even stand the smell of this thing, let alone touching it. So he deserves the first place!
"Interesting, it turns out to be Master Xing!" Waving his hand to let the little devil continue to shuttle, Lin Hao suddenly found that there was "The Book of the Sword of Exorcism" on his left hand and "I Love a Piece of Firewood" in his right hand, and he suddenly fell silent.

What do you mean?
Is this a test for me, Director Lin?
What a joke! Which cadre can’t withstand such a test?

Lin Hao threw away his cassock with a solemn expression and put the small porcelain bottle in his pocket.

What followed was no surprise, just plain mediocre stuff, without any highlights at all.

But this is also normal. Lin Hao has long been accustomed to it, otherwise he would not have only obtained three useful things in so many years.

Universal Capsule: Yes, yes, yes, you are noble, you are amazing! If you have the ability, throw away your fat too!

The "hundred consecutive draws" were soon over. Lin Hao put away the few things he liked and asked the cleaning androids to sort out the rest of the "junk" and send them to the warehouse area.

"Oh, oh, oh..." The little devil held Lin Hao back.

"Not enough fun?"

Lin Hao took a look at the remaining energy, which was probably enough for the little devil to travel a dozen times.

"Okay, then use them all."

If he were still in China, Lin Hao would definitely be careful with his calculations, but now there are still a lot of numbers emerging in the background, so Lin Hao no longer cares about these small details.

After waiting for a while, the little devil came back excitedly, bringing back a dozen or so unremarkable items.

Just when Lin Hao was about to end it, the little devil actually brought back half of his hot face during his last shuttle, with even lava hanging on the edge.

There was a half-crescent beard on his face and a burnt eyeball was embedded in his eye socket.

"This..." Lin Hao immediately stepped forward and took it.

Whitebeard's face from One Piece.

"really."

The moment Lin Hao touched it, a burst of energy and a chaotic memory quickly poured into his body. Lin Hao, who had copied the "Brain-Brain Fruit", quickly digested White Beard's memory, and then felt three different powers in the energy.

They are armament color, observation color, and domineering color. Although the quantity is small, the quality is very high.

Many years ago, Lin Hao received Vegapunk's memories and found the practice methods of "Six Styles" and life return in his memories. After hard practice, he finally mastered them.

Although the "Six Styles" is claimed to be a confidential training method within the World Government, the secrets known to one person are the real secrets. Countless people have practiced the "Six Styles" over the years, and it is inevitable that some people have been captured, tortured, or even betrayed.

What's more, there are pirates who infiltrated the navy as undercover agents and were promoted to vice admiral.

In the world of pirates, the "Six Styles" are just like the three colors of Haki. Once you reach a certain level, it is no longer a secret at all.

Although he has mastered the "Six Styles", Lin Hao has not been able to awaken the three colors of domineering. Unexpectedly, he got half of Whitebeard's face today and directly absorbed the three powers from it.

Don’t be afraid of a small amount, as long as you solve the problem of “existence and non-existence”, you can increase it through exercise just like the “Qi” in the Dragon Ball world.

Whitebeard's half of the face has more than just these gains.

"Should I copy some of its characteristics?" An additional choice came to Lin Hao's mind.

“Specialties?” Lin Hao was startled, then he realized: “Is there any residual power from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit?”

"Copy!" Lin Hao said without hesitation.

Anyway, the characteristics of the copied objects will only retain the properties and will not copy the negative effects. For example, after obtaining the ability of the "Brain-Brain Fruit", Lin Hao's head did not continue to grow larger, nor did he lose the ability to swim, and he was not afraid of sea water.

This is also the reason why he didn't eat the artificial Azure Dragon Fruit. Now that he has started to make a living in the world, how could he not have some foresight?

In an instant, Lin Hao obtained the power of the "Trembling Fruit", but just like the three-color domineering, the amount was very small.

Stretching out a finger and watching it vibrate continuously, Lin Hao fell silent.

"What the hell can this do?"

As he spoke, his eyes moved downward.

"Fuck, I'm not the one who's comfortable like this!"

Lin Hao, feeling a little depressed, walked to the experimental table and began to extract White Beard's bloodline factor while it was still hot.

This is another tool worth cloning.

He wants Whitebeard to continue to have sons in the Marvel world!

(End of this chapter)