Having just finished a McDonalds feast, the living room was now filled with an atmosphere of lazy decadence.
Scattered haphazardly across the plush leather sofa were several female figures with no regard for decorum.
Su Modie was sunk deep into the soft sofa like a well-fed kitten.
Reze was sprawled unceremoniously over the back of the sofa like a salted fish left out to dry.
Perona lay on the sofa dozing off, occasionally murmuring something in her sleep.
Even Lux, who usually paid great attention to noble etiquette, was infected by this lazy mood.
She curled up next to Su Modie, her golden head resting on Su Modie's not-very-fleshy thigh, sleeping soundly.
So cute, just wanna pinch her~
Only Makima still maintained her elegance. She sat upright in a single armchair nearby, her long legs crossed, holding a cup of hot tea. Her golden ringed eyes gazed calmly at New York outside the window.
Su Modie idly rubbed Lux's smooth golden hair.
Taking advantage of this leisurely moment, she focused her mind and summoned the interface.
「villainess value: 1689 points」
「simulation value: 4476 points」
Looking at these two numbers, a glint of satisfaction flashed in Su Modie's half-lidded phoenix eyes.
"Makima has really been working hard these past few days..." she mused inwardly.
Not only did the villainess value meet the condition for a single draw, but the simulation value was also almost at the 5000-point milestone.
Should she save up a bit more? To see whose summonable entity she could exchange for later?
Or buy some good equipment for Lux? Maybe pick out some cost-effective small items to keep in reserve?
Su Modie hesitated for a moment, but her gaze ultimately locked onto the 「rebirth」 interface first.
Spending simulation value requires thought, but villainess value doesn't!
Just draw!
Life and death are fated, wealth and honor are up to heaven!
Without hesitation, Su Modie spent 1000 points of villainess value and pressed the draw button.
*Bzzz—*
A virtual roulette wheel began spinning rapidly across her retina, with colorful lights intertwining.
Su Modie held her breath, feeling her heart accelerate along with the spinning wheel.
The pointer slowly decelerated... finally... *Ding! Congratulations, Host, on drawing a C-Rank avatar...* Looking at the silhouette where the pointer finally settled, Su Modie's pupils contracted slightly.
"It's actually a C-Rank...?"
This was rather unexpected.
It seemed drawing Makima had already drained all her luck dry.
Truly worthy of being an S-Rank red-haired juice-squeezer... This draw didn't even yield her favorite... ahem, almost led astray by Reze... it wasn't even a B-Rank, but the lower C-Rank.
However, Su Modie wasn't all that disappointed. On one hand, one can't always be lucky; being able to draw Makima and getting along quite "pleasantly" with Reze was already a pleasant surprise. On the other hand, it was the identity of this C-Rank avatar... it was actually her?
Staring at the somewhat familiar name, Su Modie felt surprised and somewhat conflicted.
This new avatar's abilities were truly a bit too flashy.
If used recklessly, it would probably turn into a monster disaster movie in minutes, attracting S.H.I.E.L.D. or even U.S. military suppression. But if her abilities weren't used, relying solely on her human form... seemed a bit "useless," probably couldn't even defeat the one nicknamed "Fifty-Fifty" Captain America.
Viewed this way... her only use seemed to be warming Su Modie's bed?
That's not impossible... just feels a bit like a waste of talent.
Just as Su Modie was conflicted, Makima's calm voice suddenly rang out: "Master Modie, leave her to me."
"I happen to have a perfect place in mind."
...Scene change.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Operations Academy, Admissions Office.
After being promoted to Level 6, Makima couldn't wait to use her new authority—
A stern-looking senior S.H.I.E.L.D. Instructor sat behind a desk, carefully reviewing a paper file in his hands.
"I see..."
The Instructor closed the file, looked up at Makima standing before the desk. His gaze held scrutiny but more recognition:
"Agent Makima, intelligence indicates that before being recruited into S.H.I.E.L.D., you were active as an independent intelligence broker in Eastern Europe and Central Asia for a full seven years... No wonder your practical experience and intelligence skills are so solid. You've been quite popular in the Bureau lately."
Hearing this, Makima didn't say much, just smiled modestly. Indeed, as the Instructor said, this beautiful newcomer was quite eye-catching in S.H.I.E.L.D., both in terms of work ability and appearance.
The Instructor continued asking: "And the orphan you mentioned taking in during the Eastern European conflict, is that her?"
"Yes." Makima stood there, calmly presenting the fabricated identity information she had Sitwell create: "I dug her out of the ruins, taught her some skills to survive, but this child is too young and has a rather solitary personality."
"Now that I've joined S.H.I.E.L.D., I think this should be the most suitable place for her."
The Instructor nodded, showing understanding.
In S.H.I.E.L.D., such a background wasn't rare; it was practically standard... Many excellent Agents were like that, just like Reze's cheap sister.
The Instructor turned to look at the girl who had been standing quietly in the corner of the office.
She was a young girl of not very tall stature.
She wore a slightly outdated hoodie for this era, over which was a brown short leather jacket. The pattern on its back was unique—a green unicorn. Below were white pants and tall boots suitable for activity.
Her golden hair was casually tied into a bun at the back, with a few stray strands hanging by her cheeks.
She wasn't looking at the Instructor or Makima. Instead, she kept her head down, her sapphire-blue eyes staring blankly at the patterns on the floor, giving off a sense of alienation as if cut off from the World.
"She does seem to have... some personality issues..."
The Instructor commented quietly.
"But rest assured, children who have experienced that kind of war often have some psychological trauma."
"It's quite common at the Academy. We'll do our best to help her."
The Instructor didn't refuse because of this. Instead, he picked up a pen and signed the enrollment application, remarking casually: "As long as she passes the physical fitness and combat tests, we'll accept her. But let me be clear upfront."
"The training here can be deadly. I hope your 'adopted daughter' can endure it."
The Instructor was quite decent. Looking at the girl's slender and petite frame, his words held some concern.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine."
Makima said with a smile.
Su Modie was quite confident about this so-called physical fitness and combat test.
If nothing else, her new girl was top-notch in this aspect, truly specializing in her field... After all, she was a human weapon born for this, and also Su Modie's fifth avatar—
「C-Rank avatar — Annie Leonhart (Female Titan · 104th Training Corps Graduate)」
Annie
She's really so beautiful QAQ (Here's another one in a different art style)
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