A flying bird flies across the sunset sky, and the majestic city on the skyline turns into a dark silhouette.
The scenery of Asgard is always more majestic and magnificent. This city hanging alone in the universe looks lonely and brilliant in the light of the setting sun.
People living in Asgard always like to take a bath in a bathhouse after a hearty battle in the martial arts arena, and the royal family is no exception, but their bathhouses are more gorgeous.
The core of the World Tree is a mysterious space that only the royal family of Asgard can go to, but they don't go there to pray, they just go there to take a bath.
The World Tree is not a real tree. The nine kingdoms are just leaves on its branches. At the core of the World Tree, there is a green space. Deep in the grasslands and woods, there is a gurgling spring.
Hot springs.
At this time, Schiller, Rocky and Strange were taking a bath in the hot springs.
Strange pulled the wooden board floating on the water over. There were fresh and delicious fruits on it. He broke open a fruit covered in thorns and took a bite, and shuddered at the sourness.
Schiller took a sip of wine and rested his head on the stone beside the hot spring. The coolness came from the surface of the stone, dispelling the heat from being in the hot spring for a long time. He let out a sigh of contentment and felt a little drowsy.
"You'd better wake up. It's not a good habit to fall asleep in the hot spring." Loki reminded.
He also pulled the fruit plate floating on the water, picked up another fruit, cut it into pieces with his divine power, picked up a piece with a silver fork, put it into his mouth, and looked at Si who was eating it with a look of disdain.
Strange.
"Seriously, how on earth did you manage to negotiate such a difficult deal all of a sudden?" Loki looked at Schiller and asked with some confusion: "It just so happens that I also encountered a difficult customer recently.
I think I can learn from your experience."
"What kind of customer can make you feel difficult? ...Forget it, in short, if you want him to open a window for you, you have to take off his roof, so that he will be very happy for you to go to his house.
I’m a guest.”
Loki showed a thoughtful expression, and then nodded, as if he felt he had gained something, but soon, he then asked: "By the way, you said you have something to do with the Father of the Gods, what do you want to do?
?”
"Don't worry, I'm just a little curious." Loki then explained.
"I want to discuss a business deal with him. You should believe me, he will definitely be interested." Schiller said with a smile.
Loki showed a curious expression. He didn't know where Schiller got the confidence to think that Odin would be interested in his business.
But no matter how he pressed, Schiller was unwilling to reveal any more. Several people soaked in the hot springs until dark. When they returned to the fairy palace, most of the goddesses and guards had already rested.
Schiller rested all night in the guest room of the Immortal Palace. When he got up the next morning, Gray Fog told him that his cell activity had been greatly improved. If he were an ordinary person, it should be increased by at least fifty
Years of life, even if he is not an ordinary person, the gray fog factor has gained more activity.
When he got up early in the morning, there were special palace attendants who came to take Schiller to the palace where Odin, the father of the gods, lived.
Odin sat on the throne, looking lazy and casual. He didn't wear armor or hold a spear. He looked more like an ordinary old man than a god king.
Schiller walked in and said to Odin:
"Hello, His Majesty the God King."
"I am no longer the God King. They respectfully call me father just because they are the people of Asgard. You can just call me Odin." Odin Odin no longer spoke so confidently, but seemed very casual.
"It can be seen that you are very satisfied with the new God King." Schiller smiled and said, Odin also smiled, and then asked: "I heard Loki say that you have business to discuss with me. You know,
Not everyone can trade with Asgard."
"Of course, even a great being like Death, when mentioning Asgard, calls you one of the most powerful creatures in the universe..."
Odin's expression stiffened, and he looked at Schiller and said, "Have you seen death?"
"Yes, some time ago, I went to his country and negotiated a business deal with him."
"You are lying. As far as I know, death no longer deals with individuals." Odin always speaks directly and does not mince words at all.
"Yes, but besides that, there should be more changes. For example, most of the Halls of Valor in this universe are subject to strict restrictions, but the number of people who can be resurrected has decreased, and there are many conditions for resurrection, right?
?" Schiller shook his head and said.
Odin narrowed his eyes and asked: "So, the deal you are talking about is..."
Schiller took out a contract, and Odin could clearly feel that the aura of death on it was even stronger than the token he used to control the Hall of Valor.
"Just before, I signed a contract with Death. For some reasons, she was willing to sign very generous terms with me. Moreover, there was a loophole in this contract, and that's why I came here."
Odin took the contract, turned it over, and asked, "What loophole?"
"I believe you should have noticed that although the quantity and time are stipulated in this contract, it does not stipulate the race. In other words, the person who is resurrected can be a human or an Asgardian."
"On Earth, I don't have that many people to resurrect, but I can sell this quota to Asgard. After all, you need to conquer the universe, and the losses should be much greater than humans. I am willing to sell half of the quota.
.”
"What reward do you want?" Odin asked directly.
"We will discuss this later. Is Asgard willing to trade with me?" Schiller asked.
Odin thought for a moment, and Schiller was right. Since the conditions for resurrection have been tightened, Asgard's Hall of Heroes has become ineffective. Although Asgardians have long lifespans, it only takes ten years to resurrect three people. This is nothing.
the difference?
Asgard has indeed gradually reduced its wars, but guarding the nine kingdoms is also very dangerous. More importantly, once the fact that the Hall of Valor does not live up to its former glory is spread, it will definitely cause panic.
After thinking for a while, Odin nodded and said: "Resurrection is very important to the Asgardians. Please specify your conditions."
A few hours later, in the back garden of the Asgard, Loki, who was playing chess with Strange, asked with some confusion: "What on earth are they talking about? They want to talk for so long?"
"I guess they haven't reached an agreement on the price and are having a tug-of-war." Strange said as he dropped a chess piece.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind the grass. Loki turned his head and saw Schiller walking out.
Schiller had a smile on his face and looked very happy. Loki stepped forward and said, "It seems that the conversation went well?"
"Yes, the deal has been reached. I believe it will be effective soon."
Looking at Schiller's smile, both Loki and Strange knew that someone might be in bad luck again.
The next day, a typhoon swept through New York. The wind roared outside the window, but Schiller was sleeping soundly in the house.
A breeze would penetrate through the cracks in the window, but it was not cold. But soon, a sound that was sharper than the wind sounded, and the obelisk placed in the cabinet shook violently.
Schiller's ears moved. Apparently, he heard the noise, but he turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.
This is actually very rare. He rarely gets up after 7 o'clock. However, typhoon days are very suitable for sleeping and he has no intention of getting up.
The obelisk rang for a full hour. By the time Schiller woke up from his dream, the obelisk had been shaken to the ground and was running around on the ground at maximum power.
Bending down, reaching out, and grabbing the obelisk, Schiller showed a bright smile, and then put the obelisk back to its place.
At noon, Schiller went to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s cafeteria to eat, chatting with Steve and observing his recovery from anxiety disorder.
"Doctor! I'm really well! I've had more than a dozen tests a week before, are you still not sure?" Steve said while eating steak.
"Yes, but you need to conduct some follow-up observations, because you have not changed the environment, and certain things may still become anxiety triggers. You have to be wary of this." Schiller warned.
Steve nodded, then looked at Schiller with some doubts and said, "Actually, from just now, I've been wanting to ask, Dr. Schiller, what is that on your hand? Is it a sculpture? Why does it keep shaking?"
"
Schiller smiled and said nothing.
In the afternoon, Schiller came to Stark's laboratory for a follow-up examination. Stark was very impatient. He said loudly: "I told you I'm fine! I'm not Steve, you really should give him
Look at the brain!”
"Your physical data shows that there are no problems in other aspects, but your brain is a little overactive." Schiller said while looking at the physical examination report.
Stark sighed helplessly and said: "Yes, because you can only twist the light bulb, so of course the brain waves will not move. Please, I am a scientist. I am doing research. Halfway through the experiment, I was pulled to do it.
Physical examination, the knowledge in my head can save the entire planet, of course it will be very active!"
"Okay, nothing else... Oh, what are you looking at?" Schiller followed Stark's line of sight and looked to his hand, where the obelisk kept vibrating.
"What weird thing did you come up with again?" Stark frowned, staring at the strange prop.
"This is my mobile phone." Schiller smiled and did not continue talking.
In the evening, when Peter came to Arkham Sanatorium, he also looked at the strange sculpture on Schiller's table. This time, before he could ask, Schiller said:
"This is a cell phone."
"But why is it ringing?"
"Because it's playing music."
"...what music?"
"Symphony of victory!"
In the boundless universe, in a galaxy darker than other spaces, in a tall and spacious palace on a dark planet, Thanos slowly opened his eyes. In his dream, he saw his beautiful body again.
's lover.
Perhaps he missed her too much, and her beautiful voice rang in his ears again. Thanos knew that she must have allowed herself to spread death.
And just when he got up and planned to arrange the war, Thanos suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the sound of death.
He listened carefully and heard a broken female voice:
"Find that bastard Schiller!!!!! Get him!!! Answer the phone!!!!!"
Purple sweet potato essence suddenly changes color
This chapter has been completed!