In the World of Marvel, I Use My Cheat as a Secret Identity

Ye Chuhuan died, then came back to life. Unfortunately, she was reborn in a superhero world plagued by disaster. Luckily, she got a secret identity System.

The catch was, every secret identity had to be drawn from a gacha.

Ye Chuhuan, an unlucky soul who had never won a draw in her life: :) Let me just say, thank you.

But there was no way she could stop drawing. And so, in a world teeming with heroes, an organization appeared, filled with all kinds of bizarre people who seemed to have wandered in from the wrong set.

During the Battle of New York, a deaf and blind saint transformed into an indescribable horror, a blasphemous being blotting out the sky, crushing the invaders' delusions;

In a Gotham alley, a traveler with mismatched eyes who had crossed through time and space made a delusion come true. A miracle from the stars forged an undying starlight in the city of eternal night;

In a small country town, an isolated yet innocent painter brought their art to life, and the weary God of the human world stumbled into a whole wondrous, dazzling fairy tale…

Then there was the gravedigger who bridged life and death and laid regrets to rest; the optimistic yet crazed and extreme desperado; and the carefree wanderer who squandered a fortune.

And finally, the Star Lord hidden away in the world smiled gently. Their eyes were chaotic and indifferent, as if they had witnessed endless ages.

Superheroes and supervillains, shocked, terrified, curious, and wary: “This organization is terrifying. We have to recruit them or destroy them!”

Ye Chuhuan could only say, “Sigh, think whatever you want. I’m just an ordinary, innocent, pitiful, helpless girl who stays home!”

All the secret identities are ridiculously overpowered, but they all have something a little wrong with them mentally. The protagonist is the strongest in this story. No romance. A warning: the protagonist is based on the author’s own original character. I just got used to the name as I kept writing. Just think of me as an idiot and don’t yell at me, thanks.