Chapter 1417: Return of the Old Days (XVI)

In the space filled with thick gray fog, two beings who looked like gods but were not gods stared at each other. The old faces holding feather pens still had doubts about the black sun hanging opposite.

Loki, the god of stories, is a very special existence in the universe. He is in charge of all the stories in the universe, creating stories, listening to stories, and feeling stories. He is the child of stories and the father of stories. Therefore, when each story is written, it is also written into his soul.

Recently, an absurd, bizarre and terrifying story attracted him. There are too many horror stories in the universe, but most of them are scattered and very chaotic. There is a ghost in each story. They are varied, but they don’t know each other. Most of the time, they will only hurt the race that created the story.

But the story that Loki, the god of stories, heard recently is different from other horror stories. There is order in chaos. Countless terrifying beings have their own names and even have kinship. They use their own symbols, personalities, and hobbies to form a complex network of relationships.

But in the order, there is a great deal of disorder. They do not intend to intentionally harm any intelligent life, but just quietly stay in the depths of the stars. The madness encountered by those who spy on the truth is nothing but their own fault.

Putting this aside, from Englewood to the end of the mysterious dream world, this ups and downs story aroused the curiosity of the God of Stories. He wanted to know if there was really anything in the depths of the stars.

So he came and saw this round of black sun hanging in the sky, terrifying, magnificent and magnificent.

However. No matter how the God of Stories Loki investigated, he seemed to be always separated from the existence in the depths of the stars by a thick barrier.

He could not approach them, nor could he observe them, and he did not know how to respond to the call of the stars.

The story he got did not mention this, and there were no similar techniques in all other stories.

This is incredible, because if someone really contacted the stars. Then the God of Stories Loki would definitely be able to find traces in the thousands of stories he had listened to.

Just when the God of Stories Loki felt confused, another story caught his attention. And this story comes from himself in another universe.

"A flash of intense light, Schiller woke up from his somewhat confused sleepiness. Outside the bedroom window of the Asgard, he could see the bright energy tail flame of the engine port of the royal spacecraft of the Shi'ar Empire when it slowed down and landed.

This is really strange, Schiller thought, the queen and queen of the Shi'ar Empire actually came to congratulate in person, and came earlier than the other two empires..."

An interesting suspense story,

The fact that this story comes from another self inevitably adds a bit of suspense to the story-what kind of universe can allow so many parties to wrestle here in this way?

When Loki, the god of stories, projected his attention to this universe, he heard all the stories of this universe, as well as countless familiar and disturbing noises in all those stories-"God of Stories! Thor locked me up! Help!"

Schiller, or Greed, who projected his consciousness on the black sun, suddenly felt a call from the tower.

"Greed, Greed! Please return to the tower immediately after hearing the broadcast, and report to the tower radio station immediately after hearing the broadcast!"

Schiller impatiently withdrew his consciousness, then sank his consciousness again, came to the tower, and took the elevator to the floor of the radio station. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a green-skinned Schiller sitting in front of the radio station and shouting.

"Greed, Greed, please... Oh, you are here."

"What's wrong, Skrull? Why are you so anxious to find me? I'm doing business." Greed asked.

Schiller, who was called Skrull, stepped forward and said, "It's not me who is looking for you, it's Nick who is looking for you. He's looking for you like crazy. You should go over quickly."

"But I have something else to do." Schiller frowned and crossed his arms and said, "What important matter does he have that I have to go over? If it's this issue's psychological assessment report, can't you just give it to him? Isn't your body in the Time Management Bureau?"

"If it's this matter, I won't come to you." Skrull shook his head and said, "Don't you know yet? He must be looking for you for something related to funding, or it's an extension of your previous plan. I listened to him cursing for half an hour, and I really can't stand it. You should go over quickly."

Greed shook his head helplessly. He was about to say that the two of them would switch shifts, but he felt movement next to his body inside the Hell's Kitchen Clinic.

At that time, he pretended that the TV show was too boring and he fell asleep, but now Peter Parker was shaking his body, wanting to play the new two-player game with him. Schiller had at most three seconds to wake up, otherwise Peter and Steve would probably go to Stark to complain, and then he would be exposed.

So Greedy strode forward and rushed to the radio station and shouted: "Arrogant! Arrogant! Arrogant, are you there? Please come to the radio station as soon as you hear the broadcast, please come to the radio station as soon as you hear the broadcast!"

Not long after, Pride with a dark face appeared outside the radio station, and Greed stood up from the radio station and said, "Go up and take over! I swear this is the last time this month, please!"

Pride's face was full of impatience, but he still pursed his lips and said, "No chance, Batman can recognize me."

"Then you go to Black Sun, Skrull goes to log in, and then I will log in to his account."

"You really play too many games."

A few minutes later, Schiller walked out along the corridor of the Time Administration Bureau. Before he reached Nick's office, he heard him swearing crazily inside. He took the initiative to block the dirty words in his tone. The remaining one-tenth of the effective information was that Loki was absent from work, resulting in seven or eight days of work that should have been completed without any clues.

Schiller pushed the door open and Nick turned around to yell. When he saw Schiller, he paused and asked tentatively: "Schiller?"

"Yes, it's me. Skrull just called me over. What's wrong? Is it worth getting so angry?"

"Loki has been absent from work for almost a week." Nick put his hands on his hips and sighed deeply, saying: "You know, the only ones who can get along well in the interstellar world now are him and Thanos. Thanos has a special identity and a high price, so we don't dare to use him. Now we rely on Loki to spy on the intelligence of the interstellar society."

"Thor put Loki is locked up, he doesn't go to work, the information update is too slow, the six project teams stopped working with him, and the intelligence network across the individual universes could not be built. "

Nick pinched his eyebrows hard, walked to the desk and sat down, looking tired and frustrated. Schiller shrugged and said, "It's useless for you to find me. You know I'm not the material for field work."

"I don't plan to let you go out on field work. That's a waste. I'm contacting all the special humans in the pan-human civilization circle who can change their appearance at will. Mystique can't leave now, Luo Both the Demon Lady and the Illusion Master are in Magneto's hands. That guy won't let them go easily. The wizards are very busy and can hardly leave. Spider-Man can't do intelligence work with his burping appearance when he tells a lie. "

Nick sighed deeply again. Schiller poured him a glass of water. He gulped down half a glass, put the glass on the table, wiped his mouth and said: "I asked you to come here, on the one hand, I want you to talk to Thor. When the kingship of Asgard was changed, he didn't really do anything to his brother. Why is he imprisoned now?"

"He The excuse of preventing death from overwork is even more ridiculous. We three humans haven't said anything yet. Can the frost giant die of exhaustion first? "

Schiller nodded in agreement and echoed: "I also think they are making a fuss, but just like Stark has to stare at me, who let them have a big fist?"

Nick sighed again and said: "If I had known this day would come, I should have found a way to strengthen your force first, at least so that you can run away when you are caught."

"No hope." Schiller shook his head and leaned on the desk.

"One more thing." Nick tapped the table with his fingertips and said, "I can't talk to Magneto, that damn psychopathic control freak, and he doesn't trust me at all because SHIELD did hunt him down in the past, but it seems that you two can talk."

"Gwen Spider-Man just told me that she and Shadow Spider-Man have completed the mission of transporting the M'Kraan crystal to the underworld. The mutants will definitely come to you and ask for your advice on how to deal with the M'Kraan crystal."

"You can use this to negotiate with them and let those two old foxes stop holding mutants like Rakshasa and Master of Illusion in their hands. Do they really expect them to give birth?"

Nick tapped the table fiercely with his knuckles and said, "I will never agree to their blackmail-like terms! 20 sets of suits of the same standard as Spider-Man are my bottom line ! Doctor, remember this, there is no extra set! "

"Of course, for Professor X's sake, I can provide three years of warranty and maintenance, and we can help train the people they send over. Those mutants are no different from illiterates, they should be content!"

Schiller smiled and sat down opposite Nick. He put his hands on the table, looked into Nick's eyes and said, "I don't think you need to rush to make an offer. After a while, the mutants will be more anxious than you."

Nick narrowed his eyes, and his thumb gently stroked the side of his index finger. Looking at Schiller's serious expression, he widened his eyes and said, "You are not? Tony Stark is staring at you so much, you still have a way..."

"I always have a way."

"Tell me." Nick pulled the chair forward, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and made a gesture of listening.

"It won't be long before the M'Kraan crystal will show its true power, and the mutants will be completely unable to control it."

"Did you tamper with it?" Nick frowned, and the seriousness in his eyes seemed to be saying that he was judging whether Schiller's behavior was a bit too risky. He pondered for a moment, touched his nose with his hand, and said: "Dr. Schiller, I heard that you seem to have made some progress in science and engineering, but in this regard, Tony and I agree that you don't have to twist every thing that looks like a light bulb."

Schiller waved his hand, indicating that he had completely misunderstood, and said: "I don't have the ability, nor do I have a good opportunity to twist the M'Kraan crystal. I know its danger."

"But at the same time I know its special properties. Its essence is actually a channel to other universes. It is somewhat similar to the subway I opened for eternity, but not exactly the same."

"What's the difference?"

"M'Kraan crystal is more unstable." Schiller shook his head and said: "You can think of it as a big bomb that can open a portal at any time, so I hinted to the mutants to put it in the underworld."

Nick laughed and said: "Yes, because the skeleton will not die again."

"Don't tell a cold joke." Schiller wrinkled his nose and said: "But it has nothing to do with that. The most important thing is that the underworld where Hela is located is closely connected with the kingdom of death. The king's power used by Hela actually comes from the death of this world."

"So what's the point of this?" Nick hinted Schiller to make it clearer.

Schiller leaned back, put one leg on the other, smiled and said: "Soon, a group of monsters who once cruelly killed the death of their own world will come to this universe through the channel opened by the M'Kraan crystal, and their purpose is to perform the 'autopsy' ritual on the incarnation of death in this world, kill him, and kill the death of this universe."

"Landing in the underworld full of the breath of death, they can better understand the death of this universe and find the incarnation of death in this universe faster."

Nick narrowed his eyes slightly.

Schiller stood up from the table, looked at the starry sky outside the window of the Time Administration Office, and said: "I need a good target to see if the sword I have been sharpening for so long is sharp enough."

Nick sat in the same place, just raised his eyes and looked at Schiller.

"An exam?"

"An exam."

Nick's fingers kept tapping on the table. After a minute of silence, he asked: "How do you ensure that everyone will unite to resist foreign enemies?"

"They have to do this."

"Oh?"

Schiller looked back and looked into Nick's eyes.

"Because the embodiment of death in this universe is me."