[Imagine if a soul that shouldn't belong here appears in the Marvel Universe...]
In 2012, New York, midtown Manhattan.
Inside an ordinary two-story apartment of only about 500 square feet on Fifth Avenue.
A handsome chestnut-haired boy of about 14 or 15 years old is alone in his bedroom, writing and drawing something on the oak floor with chalk.
The boy is wearing a casual White shirt. He is tall and slender, with delicate and three-dimensional features, and wears a pair of half-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses.
The sunlight shines through the blinds, casting mottled light and Shadow on the boy's profile, combined with the warm interior decoration, giving people a feeling of peace and freshness.
Except...
The obvious and uncoordinated black mechanical right arm exposed under the boy's right sleeve is making a slight 'creaking' sound as he paints.
However, compared to this somewhat noisy mechanical arm, the circles that the boy is drawing on the ground, like an evil ritual, seem even more out of place with the surrounding environment.
"Well, that should be about right. Next are the materials!"
He threw down the chalk casually, but before the boy could make any other movements.
A deliberately suppressed quarrel between a middle-aged man and woman was faintly heard from the living room downstairs.
"Gina! You should at least discuss this kind of thing with me in advance! We have clearly left Sokovia and got rid of those people! Now we are taking the initiative to send it up to seek cooperation!"
"You are simply pushing the company into a Fire pit!"
While speaking, the middle-aged man was already trying his best to suppress his tone, but he still couldn't hide his angry emotions at the moment.
In contrast, the mature and beautiful middle-aged woman on the opposite side had an unusually calm and cold tone.
"Hermann, times have changed. Now is no longer the day when you can steadily make money by relying on one or two inventions and a few patents."
"I can wait, but will the shareholders wait for you?"
"Having lost the orders from Stark Industries and Hammer Industries one after another, if we don't make changes as soon as possible, the company will not be able to maintain itself at all."
"I don't care what you think, even for Luca's future quality of life, I must save the company!"
Listening to his wife's decisive words, the middle-aged man named Hermann wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he could only forcefully argue his own reasoning.
Although the quarrel downstairs became louder and louder, to the point where it was impossible to ignore it, the boy in the bedroom upstairs just shook his head helplessly and had no intention of going to dissuade him.
It's not that the boy is indifferent and doesn't care about family harmony or anything.
It's just that he hasn't been in this World for long after just transmigrating, and he has been in the hospital for nearly two months, so he really can't sort out the current family relationship very well.
Luca Von Orange.
It doesn't matter what his original name was anymore.
In his previous life, he once again assisted the police in taking down a large fraud group, and he was hit head-on by a large truck loaded with sand and gravel on his way home.
The last glance before his death was of the truck, which may have been there to retaliate against him, crashing non-stop into an apartment building on the side of the road.
When he opened his eyes again, Luca had transmigrated to the body of this boy who also died in a car accident.
Perhaps it was the God of Transmigration showing great power, or perhaps Luca's soul nourished this body.
After several days of rescue, although he lost his entire arm below his right elbow, this body finally survived.
As things stand now, after nearly two months, his memories have gradually merged, and Luca, who was originally alone in his previous life, has slowly accepted this brand-new family with both parents and a wealthy family.
'At least in this World, I still have a happy family, don't I?'
Luca has been comforting himself like this since coming to this World.
However, compared to this happy family, this World itself is not so 'wonderful'.
During his nearly two months of hospitalization, the few things Luca could do besides merging his memories was watching TV in the ward.
And that billionaire who wears his gaudy armor every day to fight crime around the World is naturally the news figure who appears most often on TV.
Luca, who had watched many Marvel series movies in his previous life, naturally knew what kind of World he was in.
It's just that the Marvel Universe is famous for having many parallel Worlds, so he is not sure whether the future will develop as he remembers it.
Fortunately, Iron Man is currently the only superhero active in the public's perception, and the World has not yet been turned upside down to the point where ordinary people cannot afford to live.
Of course, another reason why Luca can temporarily feel at ease is.
He, who has transmigrated, also has his own golden finger!
Looking at the circle drawn on the ground that looked like some evil ritual, Luca took out an ordinary red sneaker from the box next to him.
However, this ordinary sneaker in the eyes of others, in Luca's eyes, not only emitted a faint White light, but even after he picked it up, a light blue text panel appeared on it.
[Power Enhancement Shoes]
[Detective Detective Conan World 1 / 5]
[Manufacturer: Dr. Agasa]
[Core components: Red and White sneakers]
[Synthetic consumables: 0.5 meters of wire, 6 medical electric shock pads, 1 small knob, 1 small battery]
[Item introduction: Magical Power Enhancement Shoes, which enhance leg strength by stimulating acupoints with electric shock. First gear kicks people's heads, second gear destroys vehicles, third gear explodes satellites. Great power does not hurt the feet, and every shot hits the target without hurting people. It can be called a must-have artifact for home travel and fighting crime!]
[Warm reminder: This shoe has many characteristics such as wear resistance, breathability, and foot odor prevention. A certain famous detective who has not changed his shoes for 30 years has personally verified it ~]
Yes, this was the Golden Finger that Luca obtained after transmigrating.
Originally, Luca had been lying in the hospital for nearly two months, trying various methods to awaken a 'System' or 'Grandpa' or something similar, but all failed.
This led him to believe that he didn't have a Golden Finger at all and would only be able to struggle for survival by relying on his limited knowledge of the Marvel Universe.
Who knew that after he returned home from the hospital, he would discover that a pencil case that 'he' had used was emitting a faint, shimmering light that only he could see.
After touching the pencil case, a series of jumbled information popped up, including 'Production World', 'Manufacturer', and 'Synthesis Consumables'.
And the item called [Pencil Missile] from the One-Punch Man World has now been synthesized by Luca in the past two days using a series of inexplicable things such as 'pencil', 'gunpowder', 'glue', and 'gun grip'.
As for this [Power Enhancement Shoes], it is the second synthesizable item that Luca discovered, an ordinary sneaker in an ordinary shoe store.
Currently, Luca has not yet thoroughly researched the various abilities of this Golden Finger.
For example, what does '1/5' after 'Detective Detective Conan World' mean?
For example, why does a pattern similar to a 'magic circle' pop into his head after touching the 'core component'?
For example, why can't he continue to manufacture new [Pencil Missile] after drawing the same 'magic circle' a second time, even with the same brand of pencil case and materials?
But at least, the most basic 'synthesis' function has been roughly figured out.
He placed the red and White sneakers in his hand in the very center of the circular array, and the other items were also placed in the corresponding small circles in turn.
These items, which were originally just ordinary materials, immediately emitted a similar shimmer to the red and White sneakers, which were called the 'core component'.
"Hmm? A No. 5 battery won't work? A small military battery won't work either?"
He tried several batteries in succession until he put an ordinary button battery bought from the supermarket into the circular array, and the White shimmer finally enveloped it.
"Uh, can this button battery, which can't even power a vibrating toy, really drive the Power Enhancement Shoes?"
Quickly shaking off the random thoughts in his head, Luca re-pressed his hands on the edge of the circular array, while silently chanting in his heart.
'Synthesize!'
Immediately afterward, the golden light soared, completely engulfing the entire circular array.
Until the light completely dissipated, all the other materials in the circular array had disappeared, leaving only a pair of brand-new red and White sneakers in the center of the circular array.
It's just...
"Why are these shoes so much smaller?"
Looking at the red and White sneakers in front of him, which were not much bigger than his palm, Luca suddenly felt speechless.
"Could it be that these Power Enhancement Shoes can only be worn by elementary school students?"
As he spoke, Luca stepped forward and picked up the sneakers, which were obviously several sizes smaller than before.
Who knew that as soon as he picked up the shoes, they seemed to have a sensing function, and they immediately enlarged a bit, seemingly just the size Luca usually wore.
"This..."
Luca carefully examined it, and the entire shoe was natural, except for a White knob on the outside of the right foot, there was no difference from ordinary sneakers.
Even inside the shoe, there was no sign of batteries, wires, or electric shock pads.
If it weren't for the random size change just now, people would even think that the red and White sneakers that had lost the synthesis panel were just ordinary shoes.
After hesitating for a moment, Luca still didn't directly use tools to disassemble the shoes for inspection.
He had taken out two 'missiles' from the previous [Pencil Missile], preparing to keep them for future use to see if he could disassemble and restore similar things.
But the shoe in front of him was already a whole, and it was a well-known black technology that didn't make sense.
If he were to disassemble it randomly, with his pitiful theoretical knowledge and hands-on ability, he would definitely not be able to put it back together as it was.
It's better to just put it on his feet and test the effect of the shoes.
"Speaking of which, according to normal circumstances, wouldn't kicking something with these shoes break my foot?"
Thinking like this, Luca quickly put on the shoes with his not-so-flexible mechanical right hand.
'It's a pity that only the right foot has a power adjustment knob, and it will be troublesome for my right hand to use it normally.'
'It would be great if I could find some black technology arm or something in the future.'
Feeling the inconvenience of his right hand, Luca tried to move his feet and stood up again.
Just as he was thinking about whether to tell his parents that he was going downstairs to find something to kick.
Several rapid whistling sounds suddenly came from outside the window.
Luca, with a somewhat puzzled expression, quickly walked to the window of the bedroom and looked out.
Then he saw.
In the distance, there was a blue beam of light that shot straight into the sky, and at the very top of the beam, the sky seemed to have been opened up with a huge hole.
Countless aliens wearing armor and riding on airships flew out of the hole, and then wreaked havoc in New York.
Even biological warships, more than 100 meters long, like Leviathan beasts in mythology, were cruising down from the sky, crashing into buildings.
On the ground were the panicked screams and cries for help from people, and beams of light shot from alien firearms fell like raindrops, setting off a series of explosions.
The whole of New York seemed to be plunged into a living hell.
And all these scenes converged into one answer.
"The Chitauri, have invaded!"