Famous scenes from various anime and comics: Starting with American comics

Chapter 45 Character Titles! The Real Mastermind?

Chapter 45 Character Titles! The Real Mastermind?

"Oh? There's another surprise?"

Horn paused for a moment and looked at the Multiverse Check-in Device.

"Not bad. With these 5000, we have a total of 8000 check-in points. If we get another 2000, we can open an intermediate blind box."

He was somewhat excited; the intermediate blind boxes had brought him so many surprises.

But then, Horn felt a sense of unease. "Didn't I see the second Peter Parker and Gwen during the day? Why didn't I get a notification that I successfully checked in?"

"Oh, and Obadiah Stane and Colonel Rhodes!"

He recalled that these were also important characters in the Marvel universe, yet the Multiverse Check-in System hadn't indicated that their check-ins were successful.

According to the introduction of the All-World Check-in Tool, as long as you stay within ten meters of these special characters for one minute, you will be considered to have completed the check-in and can get corresponding rewards and check-in points.

He had clearly met all the conditions, but the Multiverse Check-in Device showed no sign of a successful check-in, which puzzled him.

I couldn't help but recall the commonalities of the previous times I completed the check-in, and soon I came up with a pretty good guess.

Character title!

Pepper Potts, who has always been by Tony's side, goes without saying; Natasha, a high-ranking agent, is already well-known as the Black Widow; and then there's Iron Man.

He only successfully checked in after putting on the original Mark armor.

This means that Rhodes doesn't yet possess the war machine, Obadiah Stanstan hasn't built the Iron Monger, and Peter Parker II is just an ordinary person who hasn't been bitten by the spider, which means none of them have been recognized by the check-in system, so there hasn't been a notification of successful check-in yet.

These are like the anchor points for characters in the Marvel universe; neither can be missing.

Having figured this out, Horn suddenly felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through, and exclaimed, "No wonder there was such a generous reward for rescuing Tony and thwarting Obadiah Stane's conspiracy."

After all, he not only rescued Tony, but also brought back his original Mark armor and the blueprints, which directly changed the subsequent plot. This made it impossible for Obadiah Stane to obtain these through terrorists and thus create the Iron Monger armor, posing a threat to Tony and himself.

He also understood why the hidden scene was triggered: it was because the plan he devised was closely related to Obadiah Stanstan becoming the Iron Monger.

The original storyline was that Obadiah Stanislav obtained the remains and blueprints of the first Mark armor from terrorists and built his own armor, thus holding absolute initiative. But now, the initiative is in his hands.

As long as Horn doesn't sell the blueprints to the other party, they will never be able to build the Iron Monger, the subsequent events will never happen, and he will never be able to successfully defeat the Iron Monger.

"So, the 'mastermind' behind that hidden famous scene was me!"

Horn smiled.

He then left the cliffside villa without lingering any longer, stepping on the gas and driving away.

Seaside manor late at night.

"This young man is so old, why is he so busy every day? Is he out on a date with some young girl?"

Natasha, dressed in a black spy bodysuit, sat on the master bedroom bed, listlessly flipping through Horn's little book—

In the old photos, her fair fingers occasionally poked Horn's tender face, as if she were venting her anger.

"We meet again, Ms. Natasha. You're calling me so late, did you miss me?"

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"Um?"

Natasha raised an eyebrow, her body tensed instinctively, and she suddenly leaped up, twisting into a fighting stance as she looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Upon seeing that it was Horn, she visibly relaxed, but was inwardly shocked.

The other person had already walked right behind her, yet she hadn't noticed!

She's a top-tier agent, with extremely keen senses far exceeding those of ordinary people, yet she didn't even detect him. If it were an enemy, she would probably be dead by now.

At this moment, she gained a new understanding of Horn's strength.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. "You didn't even tell me you were coming back. You scared me half to death."

"You're a top-tier special agent, do you think I'd scare you? Don't be ridiculous."

Horn didn't believe her at all, shrugged, and said, "Besides, who else could it be but me in such a big mansion? Or am I some kind of scary person?"

Having just returned to the manor, he heard from Helen that Natasha had come again, so he did the same as yesterday: took a shower and went straight to the master bedroom to find her.

"That's hard to say. This house is so big, you never know if it's haunted."

Natasha smiled.

"Ghosts? I didn't see any, but I did see a coward named Black Widow."

Horn shook his head, walked up to Natasha, put his arm around her waist, and with his other hand pulled a rose from his spatial ring, held it to his nose, and whispered, "So, what brings you here tonight? Or are you planning to stay?"

Women are emotional creatures and are very susceptible to this kind of thing.

The moment Natasha saw the red roses, her eyes lit up. "Are they for me?"

"Yes, it's for you."

Horn naturally handed the rose in his hand to the other person.

"It smells so good!"

Natasha took the rose, smelled it, and asked curiously, "I didn't see you wearing any roses. Where did you get them from?"

"secret."

Horn smiled mysteriously and offered no explanation.

"Fine, don't say it then, you stingy man."

Natasha didn't seem to mind and quickly returned to the main topic, "By the way, can't I come to see you if I don't have something to say?"

"Of course, you're welcome anytime."

Horn smiled and began to lower his arm around Natasha.

"That's right, if I miss you, I'll naturally come looking for you."

Feeling the warmth of Horn's hand, Natasha blushed slightly, a gentle smile playing on her lips. Confident in her figure, she naturally pressed her body against him, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Horn's ear, "Tonight, I'm yours."

The next morning.

"Helen, tell the kitchen to prepare a nutritious meal for Natasha."

Despite fighting all night, Horn showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, he looked refreshed.

"Young master, is there anything I should prepare for you?"

Zhao Hailun agreed and then asked a question in return.

"Same as yesterday, ten servings of steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk."

After saying that, Horn went into the bathroom.

After washing up, breakfast was ready. Natasha got up, washed up, and sat down at the table to eat her nutritious meal. When she saw him coming over, she gave him a resentful look.

Before last night, she thought she had made full mental preparations, but she did not expect that Horn's fighting power was still beyond her imagination, and he almost sent her to her death.

According to her calculations, she took off at least forty or fifty times last night. That's only because of her; how could anyone else keep up?