Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

"Oh my god, how long can our pitiful research funds last for such a big-bellied man!"

Eric Shavig watched speechlessly as the waiter brought out another large portion of fried pork chop.

The fried pork chop in the fast food restaurant is a specialty here. The fried golden and crispy pork chop is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It is sprinkled with black pepper and tastes particularly good.

And the portion is generous. A portion of fried pork cutlet and a large glass of Coke are enough to satisfy an adult.

Eric Shavig watched the blond man in front of him pick up the pork chop and gobble it up. This was already the fourth portion brought by the waiter.

"Professor! It seems that your research funds cannot last this quarter. Otherwise, we can discuss it and you sign the internship certificate for me first!"

Daisy was chewing gum in her mouth while joking with Professor Shavig, but her eyes did not leave the muscular lines exposed under the shirt of the blond man.

When Jane picked him up, she secretly watched him change clothes and suck. His abdominal muscles were stronger than those of the animals on the school basketball team.

It's a pity that if the way he appeared was not too sci-fi and because of his muscles, Daisy wouldn't mind having an intimate encounter with him.

"Well - Midgardians, I will not forget your tribute. When I return to Asgard, I will reward you..."

The blond man's mouth was stuffed full of pork chops. He raised his head and said vaguely to Professor Shavig.

Daisy rolled her eyes angrily, and here she comes again, what a good blond tough guy, but a fool.

What Midgard, Asgard, full of nonsense.

Dr. Eric Schavig looked at Thor who was eating so much with some worry, waved to his students, and whispered:

"Would it damage your brain?"

Eric Shavig, a world-renowned Ph.D. in astronomy, brought two students to New Mexico to observe astronomical phenomena.

Who would have thought that chasing an aurora would bump into people, and apparently knock them out of their wits!

Talking about Asgard, Midgard,

"Doctor, the doctor's examination results said it was a mild concussion, not to the brain?"

Jane Foster quietly pointed at Thor's brain.

"Let's do this for the time being. Take him back to New York and find a better hospital to check him thoroughly again!"

Eric Schavig sighed.

He simply calmed down and listened to the blond man's muttering. Upon hearing this, his heart suddenly moved.

"Thor, you just said, Asgard, Vanaheim, Alfheim, Nidaville, Midgard, Jotunheim, Svartalfheim, Hel Hades, Muspel

Heim all relies on the World Tree, what is their specific location and arrangement?"

"Professor, although I am just an intern assistant and have no research on astronomy, what he said is obviously Nordic mythology. You don't really believe in the Nine Realms or Asgard, do you?"

Daisy is not a student majoring in astronomy, she is Jane's best friend. She followed Professor Shavig and the two of them out this time just to get their internship certificate.

So she didn't understand why Professor Shavig was so interested in Thor's words.

"Asgard is here, you Midgard is here, this is Vanaheim!"

The blond man swallowed the fried pork chops in his mouth, drank half a bottle of beer, and drew the distribution map of the Nine Realms on the table with his fingers.

Although the blond man was explaining to Professor Shavig, most of his attention was focused on the woman beside him.

This is something Thor has never seen before, and a style that is different from those female war goddesses in Asgard.

Thor's evasive eyes did not avoid Jane Foster's eyes.

At this time, Jane Foster did not have much affection for this blond man, but more of curiosity and a little appreciation for his figure.

Just when a certain Thor was feasting in a fast food restaurant, the sand dunes near the town.

The idle Federation men lined up in a long line, exerting their strength on Mjolnir on the hill.

It’s very lively near the sand dunes, and there are even mobile food trucks around!

"Two burritos!" Kane came to the food truck.

"Okay, okay, you'll be ready soon?"

The man who ran the food truck was a black man. He glanced at Kane, lowered his head and quickly started making burritos.

"It smells great! Get one for me too!"

An old white man wearing a black windbreaker and holding a cane walked up to Kane and said to the old man selling burritos.

The strong smell of sulfur made Kane's nose itchy. He frowned and looked at the old man beside him.

"Roar!" Behind Kane, the shadow of a white tiger loomed. Looking at the old white man, the hair all over his body stood up.

Kane looked at the old man, took two steps back, and put his hand on the crook of his leg. On his calf was a generally sharp dog-leg knife.

The old white man looked over, and the white tiger shadow behind Kane let out a silent roar. Kane, sensing the danger, subconsciously drew his sword.

A palm suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Kane, go and play while I chat with this old gentleman!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Kane's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

"boss!"

Kane turned around and saluted Tang Song slightly.

He took a few steps back, but did not go too far. Instead, he stood behind Tang Song, staring at the old man in leather.

Tang and Song were dressed in white suits and holding canes in their hands.

Rubbing the jade animal head of the walking stick.

The yin and yang energy flowed between Tang and Song's eyes, and the image of the old white man in front of him suddenly changed.

Through this human skin, he directly saw the essence of the old white man. In the raging magma fire, a thousand-foot-tall sheep-headed demon loomed.

Mephisto, one of the Lords of Hell, is also the most active demon in the Marvel world.

"Rustling!"

The black jade finger on the thumb of the Tang and Song Dynasties rustled and shook its scales, turning into a one-horned black snake, coiled on the thumb of the Tang and Song Dynasties and spitting out a message towards Mephisto.

There is a faint black stream of light swimming on its snake scales.

"Old sir, if you show up here so arrogantly, you are not afraid that the owner of this place will ask you to leave!"

After paying three dollars, Tang Song took the Mexican burrito from the black man's hand and handed one to Kane behind him.

"I'm not a bad person, I just want to see my old friend's son.

However, the owner here is indeed not friendly enough and is a bit discriminatory towards us poor neighbors.

The young masters of rich families can come and go as they please, but we are not even allowed in!"

Mephisto seemed to have really transformed into a lonely old man who wanted to join his family but was rejected. He looked at Tang and Song and complained.

The two qi of yin and yang flowed in Tang and Song's eyes, and he saw the reality of Mephisto through the secret method.

What Mephisto has here is just an incarnation. To be honest, its power is slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. Its power seems to be stuck at a certain critical point and it does not dare to exceed it easily.

He took advantage of Gu Yi's loophole. A clone of this level could avoid the protective network formed by the three major temples.

"Sir, I see that you are not an ordinary person. If you have any unfulfilled wishes or regrets, I may be able to help you!"

Mephisto looked at Tang and Song with a hint of greed in his eyes. His ability could see the soul essence of the person in front of him.

If the strong white man just now was a delicious dessert.

The soul of the person in front of me is like a Man-Han banquet placed in front of a gourmet.

In fact, it was even stronger than the feeling brought to him by those fallen angels, which was why he appeared.

The strong outer space fluctuations could not hide from him, and he was more or less afraid of Odin, the King of Gods.

A tiger that is about to die is also the most lethal.

Mephisto has no intention of intervening in the inheritance of Asgard's throne, and he will not do anything that is not beneficial.

He just came over to see the fun!

Now he wants the souls of the two people in front of him...

Tang and Song finished the burrito in two bites and looked at Mephisto with a smile:

"I do have a wish?"

"Oh? What wish?"

Mephisto's eyes twitched, and the fire of his soul almost overflowed. As a great demon who is good at playing with souls and contracts, as long as someone has a wish, he has ten million ways to play with this soul.

Human desires are endless,

Delicious apples, delicious soul.

Tang Song said with a smile: "My wish is that you can get away!"

Mephisto looked at Tang and Song, his face was ferocious and twisted, and his whole body exuded the aura of madness and killing.

When will these ant-like humans have the courage to challenge him?

He! Mephisto, one of the Seven Lords of Hell, how could this human being have the guts to be so presumptuous?
To be continued...