A Little Green Frog by My Side in the Marvel Universe

I was playing Travel Frog when I transmigrated, and never expected to end up in the American comic-book world. My little frog had become a dimensional frog that could bring back anything.

An ordinary-looking knife that never draws attention;

A cloak that lets you turn invisible and fly;

A spark of life from Cybertron;

Boots that chafe no matter how you wear them, and won’t come off;

Gloves that make your hands tremble as soon as you put them on;

A mask that makes you laugh uncontrollably...