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Become Infinitely Stronger Starting from Marvel

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notice: i did add the villain tag because the mc is cruel and violent so be warned, i will try to tone it down but this is just a warning before reading the story so that you would not waste your time. After reincarnation into Marvel, Kevin white only had a numerical cheat panel and a chat group that was almost useless. He thought the chat group was his cheat, but he was silenced by some one known as the all-knowing and all-powerful god at the beginning. On the contrary, the numerical panel without much hope from him is even more broken than he expected! Talent 1 [Endless]: There is no upper limit, no limits, no weakness, and you can become stronger by working hard! Talent 2 [Rest of the Strong]: For every 1 attribute point increased, an additional 0.1 attribute points to be used are added. As long as you exercise, you can increase your physical fitness infinitely like Saitama, but...isn't the power of each attribute increase a bit wrong? ? ? 1 point of strength can't catch a chicken, but 5 points can move at supersonic speed and chase the Hulk all over the street. 20 points can make a drop of blood revive you and crush the planet? 50 points can directly blow up the universe with one punch? When the physical fitness shown by each attribute increase is not linear, but increases by percentage, exponential or even factorial, Kevin white knew that he is going to make it in life! Kevin white: This panel is probably designed by the physical education teacher? Good, good! cheat, keep giving me lots of points! In the Battle of New York in Avengers 1, Kevin blew up the Chitauri fleet with one punch, and grabbed the bald head of a Certian purple alien and said, "they call you Thanos the mad titan is that right" Hi there i wanted to translate this amazing work and its completed, so be sure that i will make sure to translate it here as well. what to expect from my version of this novel: delete all negative comments in the novel like racism and anything that would come with it, i would modify the mc name and i would do a vote if you wanted to make a major deviation from the original fanfic. here is the original name and author for any one that do not like my version: name: 从漫威开始无限变强 author:光耀大千录 Disclaimer: any work or character depicted in this novel are not mine and i do not claim any ownership rights over them, everything belong to its original creator.
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