Marvel: Master Of Role-Playing

[Congratulations, host. Alfred's character mission is complete. Please open the system to draw a new card.]

It was as if the system had sensed Reid's thoughts. Finally, at this moment, it actually did something useful.

Reid couldn't help but compare himself to other transmigrators with systems. For them, two months would be enough to use their systems to dominate even someone like Ancient One, while here he was, still debating whether he should become a corporate spy.

But despite the complaints in his heart, Reid didn't waste any time. He immediately opened the system panel and claimed the reward for Alfred's character mission under the Mission section.

A rainbow-colored light burst from Reid's body and materialized into a floating orb in the air.

The light was warm, soothing, and comforting... or not.

Unable to tolerate this formalistic nonsense, Reid reached out and grabbed the orb.

"I've had enough of this. Back in school, the principal would stand at the podium with an umbrella, telling us not to fear the storm. Now, I've transmigrated, and you, system, still want to throw this useless crap at me? You really are something. With this much energy glowing, you could at least give me a Superman character card!"

After a few complaints, Reid pulled forcefully on the orb. What he drew was... a plastic-wrapped card pack.

"System..." he muttered in disbelief.

[What's wrong, host?]

Reid shook the card pack in his hand, his expression darkening.

"Do you have any functions that can accumulate system energy? If you do, don't be shy. Just tell me. I'll help you earn energy."

Reid's sudden concern completely left the system confused.

[Host, what are you talking about? I don't have such a function. The energy produced by the souls of the vast DC verse is no weaker than the energy of Marvel's multiverse. I am not lacking in energy at all…]

Before the system could even process his words, Reid slammed the card pack heavily onto the system panel.

"Then why the hell are these important role-play cards wrapped in plastic packaging? The design looks like it was drawn by AI, doesn't it make things seem a bit cheap?!"

At that moment, the system finally understood why Reid was angry. It silently extended its invisible hands, picked up the dropped card pack, and handed it back to Reid.

[The system is essentially a high-level AI. What's wrong with AI drawings? Besides, people who play Yu-Gi-Oh know, cards are supposed to be in plastic packaging. It's part of the whole unboxing experience, isn't it?]

Although the system couldn't take a human form, at that moment, Reid felt as though he saw a huge jerk whining after causing trouble.

Reid was tempted to complain, but he had to admit, after the card pack was made, he really did get the feeling of opening packs from his past life. Even though he could already feel through the plastic that there were only two cards inside, it still brought back memories.

'Superman, Superman... give me Superman!'

Reid silently prayed for Dr. Manhattan's blessing and opened the card pack.

"Wow! Golden... legendary?"

What greeted his eyes was the glaring... bald head.

"Hmm... powerful hairstyle..."

Reid, expressionless, pulled out the new character card.

Lex Luthor, okay, this is close enough to Superman.

He thought about Superman in his mind, but instead, Lex Luthor appeared.

Reid had already made up his mind. The next time he quietly thought of Bane, he'd probably end up with Batman. He just hoped that Batman would still have an intact spine when he showed up.

Instead of using the card immediately, Reid decided to check out Luthor's character mission.

Perhaps due to the current era, Luthor's mission was quite similar to Alfred's—only one was related to Wayne Enterprises and the other to forming LexCorp.

This also conveniently aligned with Reid's current plan.

With companies like Doom Industries, Os Industries and even Kingpin's rise in Hell's Kitchen, all Luthor had to do was get involved, and he could leverage the momentum to establish LexCorp successfully.

The only problem was that there was only one Luthor, so deciding which company to join was the issue.

This was something Reid needed time to think about. He placed the Luthor card aside and looked at the other card still in the pack.

'Luthor's mission is to establish LexCorp, so the other card isn't an environment card like Metropolis.'

Since the beginner's gift pack contained Gotham City as the environment card, Alfred's mission was tied to Wayne Enterprises. Otherwise, Reid suspected the system might have made Alfred babysit the Stark family.

Although there was no concrete proof, Reid always felt that the system wanted him to become a hero.

But Reid had no interest in that. He didn't want to be a hero because, in most cases, heroes didn't have good endings. He planned to outlive them all and be the last one standing, the ultimate winner.

At this moment, Reid took out the second card. Just as he had thought, it wasn't an environment card like Metropolis. It also wasn't a character card, but a new type of card.

'Harley Quinn... a Follower Card?'

Before Reid could call it out himself, the system's panel automatically popped up with an explanation of the follower card's function.

The follower card removed the need for role-playing, allowing Reid to directly summon a character who would fully obey his commands.

The appearance of the follower card solved some of Reid's concerns.

For example, with Wonder Woman in the future, Reid was a normal young man. Even though he could use the system to role-play, he really didn't want to play as a woman.

With the follower card, those opposite-gender characters could be summoned directly.

While the card wouldn't provide Reid with the character's strength, with Superman by his side, Wonder Woman's power wouldn't matter as much.

'Though, Harley Quinn's role is really limited. I suppose, it's better than nothing.'

Shaking his head, Reid made a thought, and the follower card slowly faded into the void. In its place, a young girl in a nurse's outfit, with neatly styled blonde hair, appeared in the passenger seat.

"Harley Quinn or Harleen Quinzel?" Reid asked, glancing at her.

Before meeting the Joker, Harley Quinn had been known as Harleen Quinzel. He asked just to be sure, because he didn't want this summoned Harley Quinn to be from her time as an intern. That version would be even more useless.

"It depends on what you prefer, Boss. I can be Harley Quinn or Harleen Quinzel. I also know everything, so there's no need to explain the current situation." Harley replied.

Reid breathed a sigh of relief. This follower card was not completely useless.

"Alright, then you'll stay with me for now. After a while, you can go find your 'Puddin'."

"Really? That's great!"

It was clear that this summoned Harley Quinn still had that twisted affection for the Joker. Reid felt relieved. If that affection had been transferred to him because of the system...

Just thinking about it made him shudder.

Let the Joker bear her love. Reid preferred not to get involved.

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