Marvel: The Conceptual God Who Outpowers Hill and Goes All Out for Wanda

[Multiple heroines + invincible protagonist + ruthless + wish fulfillment + fast-paced + conceptual powers] I transmigrated into Marvel as a prisoner, and the Multiverse Trading Panel activated. S.H.I.E.L.D. thought they had locked up a madman, never realizing I’d let myself get caught! I only wanted to touch the energy leaking from the Space Stone and open the Trading Gate to all worlds. “My first deal? With Tom Cat.” When that blue cat carried a “Strength Enhancement Potion” through a dimension, Nick Fury smashed the monitor in front of him. I broke out of prison with a single punch and, while I was at it, slaughtered everyone at the Hydra Base. Natasha says I’m a monster who only loves himself. She’s wrong. I love trading. I love packaging crises from the Marvel Universe as products and selling them to suckers in other dimensions. Magneto’s helmet? I sold it to the cultivation world as a magic treasure that wards off inner demons. The Tesseract’s energy? I sold it wholesale to the magical world as the core for teleportation arrays. I rebuilt the Hellfire Club and assigned ranks using playing cards. Punisher is my “Ace of Spades,” the White Queen is my “Queen of Hearts,” and Tom Cat! He’s the “Joker” who never belongs in the deck. When Thanos arrived on Earth with his fleet, I was negotiating the wholesale price of Chaos Magic with Chthon. “Mr. Titan, would you like to buy some insurance? The kind that keeps you from vanishing when someone snaps their fingers.” The Ancient One drank my tea and accepted the new rules: it was time for someone else to take charge of this universe.