Marvel: I Created the Myths of China

[Marvel + feel-good power fantasy + face-slapping + multiple love interests + hiding your strength + Chinese mythology + the Great Sage + Buddha + Yang Jian + Di Jun…]

The moment Ling Feng opened his eyes, he had become an insignificant Chinese passerby in the Marvel Universe.

The Battle of New York? Thanos's snap? He just wanted to scrape together next month's rent first.

Fortunately, the "Mythic Roleplay System" activated just in time. From the start, he was bound to [the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal] and [the Buddha]. In the Marvel Universe, All-Father Odin commands the Nine Realms, and Thor is invincible. So what?

"Out of my way, you little god! How dare you cause trouble on my turf?"

Mjolnir crashed down in China, and Thor came charging over, only to find a golden cudgel planted at the edge of a crater. The monkey-faced, thunder-god-like figure in golden chainmail casually weighed Mjolnir in his hand, his face full of disdain.

"Ugly as sin, and it doesn't even fit my grip."

He tossed it aside, and the hammer streaked across the sky like a meteor.

Thor: ???

Loki flew into a rage. Eighteen Destroyers crossed the stars, vowing to wipe everything out.

Ling Feng transformed into the Great Sage and faced the army alone, wielding nothing but his cudgel. Beneath the golden cudgel, Asgard's War Machines were smashed into scrap metal like flattened cans.

S.H.I.E.L.D. urgently updated its files: "Codename: Great Sage, Heaven's Equal. Threat level: impossible to assess."

Thor began questioning his very existence, while Iron Man worked through the night on anti-mythology armor.

And this was only the beginning. When Ling Feng's roleplay points broke through their limit, the vast scroll of mythology slowly unfurled: Nezha, the Great Deity of the Three Altars and Seas; Erlang Shen, the Manifest Sage True Lord; the Three Pure Ones… The gods of Marvel would eventually understand what an overwhelming tide they were facing.

"I will be the one to write this world's mythology."