47: Skillful and Studious

Fanfiction

I got reborn in Marvel with a system! Yay!

My system doesn't have the wherewithal to protect me! I screwed! In fact, if I weren't being generous, I would barely count this piece of shit as a system! No skills, stats, no store or assistant, overall, it's garbage! Even worse, I only got one mission from it! Even worse, It isn't the MCU, it's just generic Marvel!

If all that is the case, you are probably wondering what kind of system I got, right? Well, truth be told, the concept is kinda interesting. My system lets me scan any person or source of information I meet, and collect all their know-how and add it to mine. Better shooting tricks, how to make a superhero, genetics, spy techniques, and even mystical martial arts and sorcery, I can gain them all. Sadly, I have the same body I had when transmigrated, just de-aged! That means that I have no talent for the mystic arts, I am not a genius, I still have bad eyesight, crummy joints, and poor hearing, I can never train to supernatural levels, and any lab accidents or super-soldier treatments would just kill me. My only hope is my mission.

Upon transmigrating, my system gave me an ultimatum. Apparently, in the halls of power, system users with OP systems have become blasé. As such, if I want ANY chance to make it in this world, I will need to pull off a major quest to unlock the one superpower the system offers: Total Command, the ability to completely and totally control and modify your own body. The quest, though…

The system comes with twelve major skills: Science, Technology, Mystic Arts, Martial Arts, Combat Technique, Strategy, Business, Espionage, Law, Artistry, Sociality, and Politics. I have to, one, max out a minimum of five of them, with none of them being under 90%, two, make a business that is in the top ten worldwide from scratch, and three, take over, wipe out, or mostly control, the Red Room, the Ten Rings, and the Hellfire Club. Worse, while for the first twenty years I am here (reincarnated at one) no-one would be able to notice, interact, or plan around me in a negative way, once that time is up, I lose my protection, and if I haven't achieved my mission by the time I am thirty, I lose my system, too!

Fuck it! I'm gonna blow them away!