Just arrived at Marvel, the system rewards the Man of Steel

"Wow, your eyes seem to see through my soul." Deadpool covered his chest shyly.

"But I must warn you, my soul might be a little... um, colorfully black?"

Xiao Han's cells began to imitate Deadpool's self-healing factor, but he soon discovered that this self-healing ability was not even as good as his own Kryptonian cells.

"So that's how it is." Xiao Han withdrew his hand and muttered to himself.

Deadpool raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? You finally realized I'm so handsome that it's alarming the United Nations?"

Xiao Han glanced at him and said, "Your immortality is not due to the self-healing factor in your body."

Deadpool was stunned, then covered his mouth exaggeratedly: "Oh my God! You don't mean to say that I'm cursed? Or that I'm actually the illegitimate child of some god?"

Xiao Han said calmly: "The Goddess of Death doesn't want to take you in."

Deadpool's expression froze for a second before returning to his playful grin. "Wow, this is so romantic? So Miss Death has a crush on me and won't let me die?"

"you guessed right."

Xiao Han was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and turned around to leave.

Deadpool suddenly rushed over and blocked his way: "Wait, wait! You're just leaving like that? You're not going to buy me a cup of coffee? Or at least explain why you suddenly came to peek into my cells?"

Xiao Han stopped and looked at him with his golden eyes: "Do you want to be acquaintances too?"

Deadpool covered his chest exaggeratedly: "Wow, so fierce! But I like it!"

Xiao Han ignored him and flew into the air, disappearing into the night sky in an instant.

Deadpool stood there, looking up at the sky, and shrugged after a while.

"Okay, another cool handsome guy." He sighed, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and put it in his mouth, mumbling incoherently.

"But the Goddess of Death doesn't want to accept me? Tsk, that's a new setting."

He licked the chocolate from the corner of his mouth and suddenly grinned.

"It seems that next time I see Thanos, I have to thank him properly."

After saying that, he hummed a little tune, turned and walked deeper into the alley, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.

Xiao Han walked out of the portal, and the golden light slowly dissipated behind him.

In the living room, Wanda was sitting on the sofa, crimson chaos magic flowing through her fingertips, transforming into delicate energy roses, and then dissipating in her palms.

Hearing the noise, she looked up suddenly, her red hair fluttering slightly, and her eyes instantly lit up with joy.

"Xiao, you're back!" She stood up, her magic dissipated into the air, and she walked quickly towards Xiao Han.

Xiao Han looked at her with an appreciative look: "You've practiced well."

Wanda's cheeks flushed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously twisted a strand of hair: "Really? Why did you suddenly go out just now?"

"Go test some things." Xiao Han walked to the sofa and sat down, then picked up the cup of water on the coffee table and took a sip.

Wanda blinked, hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to him and said softly, "You're always like this, mysterious."

Xiao Han turned his head to look at her and said meaningfully, "What do you want to ask?"

Wanda bit her lower lip, her heartbeat speeding up slightly.

She took a deep breath, finally mustered up the courage, looked up and looked him in the eyes: "Xiao Han, I have lived here for so long. Don't you have any other ideas besides teaching me magic?"

Xiao Han raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Wanda's face turned even redder, but she didn't back down: "I'm not stupid. How could a normal person let a strange girl live in his own home and make her act like a hostess? You, what on earth are you thinking?"

Xiao Han looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"What about you?" he asked. "What do you think?"

Wanda's breathing quickened slightly, and her fingers clenched the corner of her clothes.

"I……"

Her voice was soft but firm. "I'm very happy to be with you during this time. I know I have nothing, so I practiced magic desperately, hoping to help you. When I was fighting with you two days ago, I..."

She paused, her eyes gleaming fiercely.

"Maybe I'm in love with you? You might not believe it, but the book says that love is like this..."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Xiao Han looked at her quietly, his gaze slowly moving down from her eyes to her slightly trembling lips.

Next second

He leaned in and kissed her.

"Well!"

Wanda's eyes widened instantly and she froze in place.

Xiao Han's lips were warm and strong, covering her softness without any rejection.

Her mind was blank, and she could only feel his hot breath and the warmth of his palm against her waist.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then instinctively closed her eyes and responded to him awkwardly but enthusiastically.

Xiao Han clasped his hands around the back of her neck and deepened the kiss.

Wanda's fingers unconsciously clutched his collar, her heart beating so fast that it almost burst out of her chest.

After a long time, Xiao Han slowly let her go.

Wanda's lips were slightly red, her breathing was disordered, and there was mist in her eyes.

Xiao Han chuckled and waved his hand.

"Buzz!"

A golden portal opened beside him, and on the other side of the door was the bedroom.

He looked at Wanda and said in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

Wanda didn't say anything, just looked up at him, her amber eyes filled with admiration and expectation.

Xiao Han stopped talking nonsense, picked her up and stepped into the portal.

The moment the door closed, Wanda's laughter and Xiao Han's whisper disappeared in the golden light.

Chapter 68 New World

In the early morning, sunlight shines into the bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm spots of light on the floor.

Xiao Han slowly opened his eyes, his golden pupils shrinking slightly in the morning light, feeling the warm energy.

He turned his head to look at his side. Wanda was still sleeping soundly, her red hair scattered on the pillow, and her breathing was even and peaceful.

Last night's exploration of life had consumed a lot of her energy, and starting the exploration for the first time was quite a burden for her.

Xiao Han stood up gently without disturbing her, and with a wave of his hand, a black silk nightgown was automatically draped over his shoulders.

He walked out of the bedroom barefoot. The living room was silent, with only the sound of distant waves coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Good morning, sir."

Turing's voice rang out gently in the air, "Mr. Stark requested a communication. We have been waiting for 3 minutes."

Xiao Han raised an eyebrow and walked towards the kitchen area. The coffee machine started running automatically, and the rich aroma soon filled the air. "Tony? So early?"

"Yes, he seems to be in a hurry," Turing replied. "Do you need to connect now?"

Xiao Han picked up the coffee cup and took a sip: "Take it."

A holographic projection unfolded in the center of the living room, and the image of Tony Stark emerged.

He looked a little tired, with a faint dark circles under his eyes. He was also holding a cup of coffee in his hand, but the concentration looked more like pure espresso.

Tony's voice came from the projection, a little hoarse with fatigue: "Xiao, I should have killed that bastard last night."

Xiao Han stood in front of the French window, the morning light shining through the glass onto his silhouette. "And then?"

"Coulson recognized him." Tony's voice was low.

"That damn Hydra is actually a member of the Howling Commandos, one of Captain America's best friends."

Xiao Han's fingers tapped lightly on the glass, making a crisp sound: "So?"

"so?"

Tony suddenly raised his voice, then quickly lowered it. "Culson showed me the information. That guy fell off a cliff and disappeared in 1944. Hydra found him, brainwashed him, and turned him into a killing machine."

There was a sound of clinking glasses from the other end of the projection. Tony took a sip of coffee and continued, "Jarvis received a file containing the surveillance footage of my parents' murder."

Xiao Han sensed that Wanda was still asleep: "Did you see it?"

"Looked."

Tony's voice suddenly became unusually calm. "I saw every frame. I saw that bastard strangling my father with his metal arm, I saw my mother begging for mercy, I saw them..."

The sound of shattering glass came from the communicator.

Xiao Han walked to the sofa and sat down: "So now you want to ask me whether I should kill him?"

"Wanda didn't kill me back then," Tony said suddenly, "even though she hated me so much."

A golden light flashed from Xiao Han's fingertips, then quickly extinguished: "I am not you, Tony. This decision can only be made by you."

"If I killed him..."

Xiao Han interrupted him, "If you don't kill him..."

"I'm going to regret it." Tony smiled bitterly. "What a damn choice."

Xiao Han looked out the window, the sea sparkling in the sunlight: "Choosing is the hardest thing to do. You are right, he is controlled by Hydra. But this time you decide for yourself, I will not make the choice for you."

There was silence on the other end of the communicator for a long time.

"do you know?"

Tony finally spoke, his voice much softer, "My father never said he loved me."

Xiao Han did not respond.

"But when that bastard was choking him...the last thing he said was to save Maria." Tony's voice trembled slightly.

"He has always loved my mother."

There was another moment of silence.

"I understand," Tony said suddenly, his voice firmer.

"Thanks, Xiao."

(Okay, the Winter Soldier's problems stop here. You can just imagine what the ending is. I won't describe it anymore. I'll be criticized no matter if I write him alive or dead.)

The communication was cut off, and after a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs.

Wanda walked down rubbing her eyes, her red hair disheveled. She was wearing the black shirt that Xiao Han wore last night, the hem of which just covered her thighs.

"Who's calling so early?" she asked, yawning, her voice still sleepy.

Xiao Han turned off the projection, reached out and pulled her into his arms: "Tony. He is hesitant about whether to make a decision."

Wanda sat on his lap, her cheek against his chest. "What decision?"

"Maybe to be a better person." Xiao Han stroked her red hair.

Wanda looked up, sleepy but smiling: "Like me?"

Xiao Han lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "No, you always have been."

Wanda's face flushed instantly. She buried her face in Xiao Han's neck and said in a muffled voice, "When did you become so good at talking?"

Xiao Han patted her back and said, "Go change your clothes. Today I will teach you the art of space teleportation."

Wanda's eyes lit up immediately. She jumped up and ran upstairs, then suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Are you sure it's not because of last night..."

"Go quickly." Xiao Han interrupted her with a helpless smile on his face.

Wanda chuckled as she ran up the stairs, her red hair flowing behind her.

ten minutes later

Xiao Han stood in the center of the training room, golden magic runes slowly spinning under his feet.