In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 731: Symphony of Victory (Part 2)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

A bird flies across the sunset sky, and the magnificent city on the skyline turns into a dark silhouette.

The scenery of Asgard is always more magnificent and magnificent. This city suspended in the universe, looks lonely and splendid in the light of the setting sun.

The people living in Asgard always like to go to the bathhouse to take a bath after a hearty battle in the Martial Arts Field. Of course, the royal family is no exception, but their bathhouse is more gorgeous.

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

The World Tree is not a real tree, the Nine Kingdoms are just the leaves on its branches, and at the core of the World Tree, there is a green space, deep in the grasslands and woods, there is a spring steaming hot springs.

At this time, Schiller, Rocky, and Strange are soaking in the hot spring.

Strange pulled over the wooden plank floating on the water. There were fresh and delicious fruits on it. He tore apart a thorny fruit and took a bite. He shivered from the sourness.

Schiller took a sip of the wine and leaned his head on the stone beside the hot spring. The coolness came from the surface of the stone, dispelling the hot air that had soaked in the hot spring for a long time. He let out a contented sigh, feeling a little dizzy sleep.

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

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 the fruit directly with a contemptuous look. Chewing Strange.

"Seriously, how did you settle such a difficult list all of a sudden?" Loki looked at Schiller and asked with some doubts, "It just so happens that I also encountered a difficult one recently. Customer, I think I can learn from your experience."

"What kind of client can make you feel difficult? ... Forget it, in short, if you want him to open a window for you, you have to take off the roof of his house, so he will be very happy with you I went to his house as a guest."

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 that you have something to do with the father of the gods, you What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm just curious." Loki then explained.

"I want to discuss a business with him, you should trust me, he will be interested." Schiller said with a smile.

Loki showed a curious expression. He didn't know where Schiller's confidence came from, and he felt that Odin would definitely be interested in his business.

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

Schiller rested all night in the guest room of Asgard. When he got up the next morning, Gray Mist told him that his cell activity had been greatly improved. If he was an ordinary person, he should be able to improve At least fifty years of lifespan, even if he is not an ordinary person, the fog factor has gained more activity.

Get up early in the morning, there will be a special palace attendant to pick Schiller to the palace where Odin, the father of the gods, lives.

Odin sat on the throne, looking lazy and casual. He didn't wear armor, nor did he hold a spear. He looked more like an ordinary old man than a **** king.

Schiller went in and said to Odin:

"Hello, Your Majesty the God King."

"I'm not the king of gods anymore. They respect me as father just because they are the people of Asgard. You can just call me Odin." 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 with me, You know, not everyone can trade with Asgard."

"Of course, even a great existence like death, when it comes to Asgard, calls you one of the most powerful creatures in the universe..."

Odin's expression froze for a moment, he looked at Schiller and said, "Have you seen death?"

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

"You're lying. As far as I know, death no longer trades with individuals." Odin always speaks directly, without turning around.

"Yes, but other than that, there should be more changes. For example, most of the Hall of Valor in this universe has been strictly restricted, the number of people who can be resurrected has decreased, and there are many conditions for resurrection. , is it?" 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 his token of controlling the Hall of Valor.

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

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

"I believe that you should have noticed that although the number and time are stipulated in this contract, the race is not stipulated. In other words, the resurrected ones can be humans or Asgardians."

"On Earth, I don't have so many people to resurrect, but I can sell this spot to Asgard. After all, you need to fight the universe, and the losses should be much more than humans. I am willing to sell Half of the quota."

"What reward do you want?" Odin asked directly again.

"We'll talk about this later. Does Asgard have the willingness to make a deal with me?" Schiller asked.

Odin thought for a while, and Schiller was right. Since the resurrection conditions were tightened, the Hall of Heroes in Asgard has been useless. Although Asgardians have a long lifespan, only three people can be resurrected in ten years. no difference?

It is true that Asgard has gradually reduced wars, but it is also very dangerous to defend the Nine Kingdoms, and more importantly. Once the fact that the Hall of Valor has lived up to its former glory spreads, it will definitely cause panic.

After thinking for a while, Odin nodded and said: "Resurrection is very important to the Asgardians, please ask for your conditions."

A few hours later, in the back garden of Asgard, Loki, who was playing chess with Strange, asked with some doubts: "What are they talking about? How long have they been talking?"

"I guess, they should not reach an agreement on the price issue, and they are engaged in a tug-of-war." Strange said, dropping a pawn.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind the bushes, Loki turned his head and saw Schiller walking out.

Schiller looked very happy with a smile on his face, Loki stepped forward and said, "It looks like the conversation went well?"

"That's right, the deal has been concluded, I believe, it will be effective soon."

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

The next day, a typhoon swept across New York, and the wind was blowing outside the window, but Schiller was sleeping soundly in the room.

The window gaps let in the breeze, but it wasn't cold, but soon, a sharper sound than the wind sounded, and the obelisk placed in the cabinet vibrated violently.

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

This is actually very rare. He seldom gets up after 7 o'clock. However, typhoon days are very suitable for sleeping, so he doesn't intend to get up.

The obelisk rang for a full hour. By the time Schiller woke up from his dream, the obelisk had already been shaken to the ground, and he was running around on the ground with maximum horsepower.

Bending down, reaching out, grabbing the obelisk, Schiller showed a bright smile, and then put the obelisk back in place.

At noon, Schiller went to the cafeteria of S.H.I.E.L.D. to eat, chatted with Steve by the way, and observed his recovery from anxiety.

"Doctor! I'm really healed! I had more than a dozen checkups a week ago, aren't you sure?" Steve said while eating steak.

"Yes, but with some follow-up observations, because you haven't changed the environment, something may still be an anxiety trigger, and you have to be alert to that," Schiller cautioned.

Steve nodded, then looked at Schiller with some doubts and said: "Actually, from just now, I wanted to ask, Dr. Schiller, what is that in your hand? Is it a sculpture? Why? Trembling all the time?"

Schiller smiled and said nothing.

In the afternoon, Schiller came to Stark's laboratory for a follow-up consultation. Stark was very impatient, and he said loudly: "I said I'm fine! I'm not Steve, you really You should show him his mind!"

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

Stark sighed helplessly and said: "Yeah, because you can only twist the light bulb, so of course the brain waves won't be active ~IndoMTL.com~ Please, I'm a scientist, I'm doing research, the experiment can do it Half of the time, I was dragged to do a medical examination, the knowledge in my head can save the entire earth, of course I will be very active!"

"Okay, there's nothing else... oh, what are you looking at?" Schiller followed Stark's line of sight and looked towards his hand, where the obelisk kept shaking.

"What weird thing did you come up with?" Stark frowned, staring at the strange prop.

"This is my mobile phone." Schiller smiled and did not continue talking.

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

"This is a 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 the tall and wide palace on the dark planet, Thanos slowly opened his eyes. In his dream, he saw His beautiful lover.

Maybe he missed her too much, her beautiful voice rang in his ears again, Thanos knew that she must let herself spread death.

And just when he got up and was about to arrange the war, Thanos suddenly discovered that the voice of death was not right.

He listened intently, and heard a broken female voice:

"Find that **** Schiller!

!

! let him!

! answer the phone!

!

! "