Chapter 731: Symphony of Victory (Part 2)

A flying bird flew across the sunset sky, and the magnificent city on the skyline turned into a dark silhouette.

The scenery of Asgard is always more magnificent and magnificent. This city, isolated in the universe, looks lonely and brilliant in the light of the sunset.

The people living in Asgard always like to go to the bathhouse to take a bath after a hearty battle in the martial arts arena. The royal family is no exception, but their bathhouse is more gorgeous.

The core of the world tree, a mysterious space, can only be visited by the royal family of Asgard, but they don't go there to pray, but just to take a bath.

The world tree is not a real tree. The nine kingdoms are just leaves on its branches. In the core of the world tree, there is a green space. Deep in the grassland and the woods, there is a hot spring with steam bubbling.

At this time, Schiller, Loki and Strange are taking a hot spring bath.

Strange pulled over the wooden board floating on the water, which had fresh and delicious fruits on it. He broke open a thorny fruit and took a bite, shuddering from the sourness.

Schiller took a sip of wine and leaned his head on the stone beside the hot spring. The surface of the stone felt cool, dispelling the heat from soaking in the hot spring for a long time. He sighed with satisfaction and felt a little drowsy.

"You'd better wake up. It's not a good habit to fall asleep in a hot spring." Loki reminded him.

He also pulled over the fruit plate floating on the water, picked up another fruit, cut it into pieces with divine power, picked up a piece with a silver fork, put it in his mouth, and looked at Strange who was biting directly with a contemptuous look.

"Honestly, how did you suddenly negotiate such a difficult order?" Loki looked at Schiller and asked in confusion: "It just so happens that I have also met a difficult client recently. I think I can learn from your experience."

"What kind of client can make you feel difficult?... Forget it, anyway, if you want him to open a window for you, you have to tear off his roof, so that he will be very happy to have you visit his home."

Loki showed a thoughtful expression, then nodded, as if he felt that he had gained something, but soon he continued to ask: "By the way, you said you have something to do with the Father of the Gods, what do you want to do?"

"Don't mind, I'm just a little curious." Loki then explained.

"I want to negotiate a business with him, you should believe me, he will definitely be interested." Schiller smiled and said.

Loki showed a curious expression, he didn't know where Schiller got the confidence to think that Odin would definitely be interested in his business.

But no matter how he asked, Schiller was unwilling to reveal more. Several people soaked in the hot spring until dark. When they returned to the Asgard, most of the goddesses and guards had already rested.

Schiller rested in the guest room of the Asgard for a night. When he got up the next morning, the gray fog told him that his cell activity had been greatly improved. If he was an ordinary person, he should be able to increase his lifespan by at least 50 years. Even if he was not an ordinary person, the gray fog factor had gained more activity.

As soon as he got up in the morning, a special palace attendant 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 was not wearing armor or holding a spear. He looked more like an ordinary old man than a god king.

Schiller walked in and said to Odin:

"Hello, your majesty the god king."

"I am not the god king anymore. They call me father only because they are the people of Asgard. You can call me Odin directly." Odin Odin's speech was no longer so full of energy, 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 from Loki that you have business to discuss with me. You know, not everyone can trade with Asgard."

"Of course, even a great existence like Death, when mentioning Asgard, also calls you one of the most powerful creatures in the universe..."

Odin's expression stiffened for a moment, he looked at Schiller and said: "Have you seen Death?"

"Yes, some time ago, I went to his kingdom and negotiated a business with him."

"You are lying, as far as I know, Death no longer trades with individuals." Odin always speaks directly, without beating around the bush.

"Yes, but in addition to this, there should be more changes, for example, most of the Halls of Valor in this universe are subject to strict restrictions, 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're talking about is..."

Schiller took out a contract, and Odin could clearly feel that the breath of death on it was even stronger than the token he used to control Valhalla.

"Just before, I signed a contract with Death. For some reason, she was willing to sign very favorable terms with me, and there was a loophole in this contract, which is why I came here."

Odin took the contract, flipped through it, and asked, "What loophole?"

"I believe you should have seen that although the contract stipulates the number and time, it does not stipulate the race, that is, the resurrected can be human or Asgardian."

"On Earth, I don't have so 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 do you want in return?" Odin asked directly.

"We will talk about this later. Does Asgard have the willingness to trade with me?" Schiller asked.

Odin thought about it. Schiller was right. Since the tightening of the resurrection conditions, Asgard's Hall of Heroes has been in name only. Although Asgardians have a long lifespan, it takes ten years to resurrect three people. What's the difference between this and nothing?

Asgard has indeed gradually reduced wars, but guarding the nine kingdoms is also very dangerous. More importantly, once the fact that Valhalla lives 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 make your terms."

A few hours later, in the back garden of Asgard, Loki, who was playing chess with Strange, asked in confusion, "What are they talking about? Why is it taking so long?"

"I guess they can't agree on the price and are in a tug-of-war." Strange dropped a chess piece and said.

Just then, footsteps came from behind the bushes. Loki turned his head and saw Schiller coming out.

Schiller had a smile on his face and looked very happy. Loki walked up and said, "It seems that the talks went smoothly?"

"Yes, the deal has been reached. I believe it will be effective soon."

Looking at Schiller's smile, Loki and Strange knew that someone might be in trouble again.

The next day, a typhoon swept New York. The wind was howling outside the window, but Schiller in the house was sleeping soundly.

A breeze came in through the window gap, but it was not cold. Soon, a sound sharper than the wind sounded, and the obelisk in the cabinet vibrated violently.

Schiller's ears moved. Obviously, he heard the sound, but he turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.

This was actually very rare. He rarely got up after 7 o'clock, but typhoon days were very suitable for sleeping, and he did not intend to get up.

The obelisk rang for a full hour. When Schiller woke up from his dream, the obelisk had been shaken to the ground and was running around on the ground at full power.

Bending over, reaching out, grabbing the obelisk, Schiller showed a bright smile, and then put the obelisk back to its original place.

At noon, Schiller went to the cafeteria of SHIELD to eat, and chatted with Steve by the way to observe the recovery of his anxiety disorder.

"Doctor! I'm really cured! I had more than a dozen examinations a week before, and I'm still not sure?" Steve said while eating steak.

"Yes, but we need to do some follow-up observations, because you haven't changed the environment, and some things may still become a trigger for anxiety. You have to be vigilant about this." Schiller reminded.

Steve nodded, then looked at Schiller with some doubts and said: "In fact, from the beginning, I wanted to ask, Dr. Schiller, what is that thing on your hand? Is it a sculpture? Why is it shaking all the time?"

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 said I'm fine! I'm not Steve, you really should show him your brain!"

"Your physical data shows that there is nothing wrong with other aspects, but the brain is a little too active." Schiller said after looking at the physical examination report.

Stark sighed helplessly and said, "Yeah, because you only know how to turn on the light bulb, your brain waves will not be active. Please, I am a scientist. I am doing research. I was taken to do a physical examination halfway through the experiment. The knowledge in my brain can save the entire earth, so of course it will be active!"

"Well, there is nothing else... Oh, what are you looking at?" Schiller followed Stark's line of sight and looked at his hand, where the obelisk was shaking all the time.

"What weird thing did you come up with again?" Stark frowned and stared at the strange prop.

"This is my mobile phone." Schiller smiled and didn't continue talking.

At night, when Peter came to Arkham Sanatorium, he also looked at the strange sculpture on Schiller's desk. This time, before he asked, Schiller said:

"This is a mobile phone."

"But why is it ringing?"

"Because it is playing music."

"...What music?"

"Symphony of victory!"

In the vast universe, in a galaxy darker than other spaces, in a tall and wide palace on a dark planet, Thanos slowly opened his eyes. In his dream, he saw his beautiful lover again.

Perhaps he missed her too much, her beautiful voice sounded in his ears again, and Thanos knew that she must have asked him to spread death.

Just as he stood up and planned to arrange the war, suddenly, Thanos found that there was something wrong with the voice of death.

He listened carefully and heard a collapsed female voice:

"Find that bastard Schiller!!!!!!!!! Let him!!!!!! Answer the phone!!!!!!!"

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