Asgard?
To be honest, Asgard's influence was huge. Not just Earth, most people in the Milky Way knew about Asgard.
But the question is, do you want to ask if Asgard really exists?
Most people's reaction should be the same as Roman.
It's not that they haven't heard of Asgard, but you want them to believe that Asgard really exists?
Fine, tell me where Asgard is. Since it's a real country, why doesn't anyone know the exact location of Asgard?
You've only heard of it but never seen it?
Although there would be rumors about Asgard every once in a while, perhaps decades or centuries, rumors were still rumors after all.
It was just like how some people believed in God, so they were religious. However, some people were religious, but they didn't believe in the existence of God because they had never seen God.
But looking at Nagini's serious expression, Roman couldn't help but panic.
Roman couldn't help but feel a little panicked. What Najini said couldn't be true, right?
On the other hand, Nagini didn't answer Roman's question directly. Instead, he glanced upstairs and said, "Don't say that again. The first time was unintentional, but what will happen the second time?
I don't know. "
A dry smile appeared on Roman's face as he quickly nodded. But he still carefully probed, "Can you ask why Asgard's princess came to Xander?"
If Asgard really existed, then Asgard's princess coming to Xander would definitely cause a sensation in the Milky Way.
A glint flashed across Roman's eyes.
After taking a sip of milk, Nagini glanced at Roman and said, "She's Tang Qing's teacher now."
Roman was stunned and subconsciously looked up at Najini. "?"
Nagini didn't say anything. He just looked at Roman calmly.
One second, two seconds, three seconds … A stiff smile appeared on Roman's face.
Nagini didn't care. He put down his glass and asked, "You're leaving?"
Roman opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end, he sighed helplessly. "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Nagini smiled and didn't say anything as he watched Roman leave.
How should he put it?
Roman wasn't a good person, but he wasn't a bad person either. He was just an ordinary person.
Nagini knew what Roman was thinking. He wanted to use Asgard's power to resist the Kree Empire. So, Nagini wanted to tell Roman that she was Tang Qing's teacher.
The reason was simple. Although the Nova Empire didn't know how strong Asgard, they didn't, they, they knew how strong Nagini.
What if it was Asgard?
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Following Roman's departure, the sound of footsteps could be heard from upstairs.
With antlers on her head, a golden-green cloak, and a dark armor, Death Goddess Hela was like a supervillain in a fantasy epic, accompanied by a terrifying aura of death.
The tall beauty walked down the stairs with a cold look in her eyes.
She glanced at Najini, her brows flashing with seriousness. She emphasized, "I don't like this person."
However, Nagini, who was lying lazily on the sofa, rolled his eyes. "So?
Kill him?
You don't like me? "
Frowning, Hela looked at Nagini.
Although she didn't feel that it was a good thing, she had been out of touch with society for too long. After all, she had been locked up for thousands of years, so Hela could only use the arrogance of the Asgardians.
"Although you're quite annoying, you still have some self-awareness."
Nagini ignored her. It wasn't that he couldn't win an argument with Hela, but that he was too lazy to argue with her.
But a moment later?
Looking at the empty glass of milk in front of him, Nagini seemed to have thought of something. He looked up and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Hela, who was sitting opposite Nagini, couldn't help but be stunned. She touched her stomach.
Of course, she was hungry. After all, she hadn't eaten for thousands of years.
However, it didn't matter whether she ate or not. After all, she hadn't eaten for thousands of years, so she didn't care about this meal.
However, since Nagini asked this, she thought about it.
A thought flashed across Hila's eyes. She raised her eyebrows. "You want to cook for me?"
Hmm, if Nagini really wanted to cook for her?
Should she consider giving him some face and eat some?
Just as Hela was about to eat a peach, Nagini rolled his eyes.
"No, I wanted to tell you that today's situation is special. We can only eat at ten.
If you're hungry, you can go to the fridge and get some milk. Also, help me wash the glass in the kitchen. Thank you. "
Yes, Nagini didn't care if Hela was hungry or not. What he really cared about was whether Hela could help him wash the glass.
However, what Nagini didn't expect was that Hela frowned slightly. She looked at Nagini in confusion. "What's a fridge?"
"A fridge?"
Nagini glanced at Hela and explained, "A fridge is …"
But before Najini could finish, a throbbing from his soul made him frown involuntarily. As he carefully sensed the changes in his body, Najini couldn't help but be stunned. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.
A moment later, he looked at Hela with a serious expression. "I need to go out for a while."
Hela was silent for a moment. She didn't ask if he needed her help.
Because if even Nagini felt that it was difficult to handle?
Then, even if she wanted to help, she wouldn't be able to. So, she asked directly, "How long will it take?"
Nagini thought about it but didn't answer Hela's question.
Instead, he said, "There are wontons in the kitchen. Take five out of the fridge at six every morning, add a handful of noodles, and cook them with broth. The boss of the broker business next door is called Fairbank. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask him."
Hela frowned, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
"What the hell?"
However, Nagini didn't have that much time to explain. After giving a few hasty instructions, he looked at Hela with a serious expression.
"There's not much time left. The amount of wontons can last for eight days. If I don't come back, take Tang Qing to Asgard, but I'll try to rush back within a week.
"I'll have to trouble you this time. I owe you a favor. If you need anything in the future, as long as it's not too much, you can come to me."
With that, under Hela's confused expression, Nagini disappeared from her sight.
He didn't leave; he disappeared.
Hela was very clear that when Nagini left, there were no spatial fluctuations, but for some reason, he just mysteriously disappeared before her eyes.
The scene changed. Next to the coffee shop, Fairbank, who ran the broker business, was humming a little tune as he combed his few strands of hair.
On the surface, today's Old Broker was no different from before. He was still wearing the same suit without a single wrinkle. He was always exquisite, rational, and had the look of a petty bourgeois.
However, if one observed carefully, they would realize that the old broker was in an exceptionally good mood today.
As for why?
The reason was simple. It was because Nagini's family, who had been away for more than half the summer, had finally returned.
In the past, the old broker didn't feel this way, but ever since he had a neighbor next to him?
At first, he felt a little uncomfortable, but as time passed, the old broker became more and more accustomed to this life. Every day, he would go to Nagini's shop to get a free cup of coffee and tell little Tang Qing stories when he had nothing to do.
Unknowingly, the old broker's life that used to be extremely boring gradually became a little more colorful.
"Ring ring ring!"
A familiar ringtone sounded. Looking at the picture on the projection screen, the old broker could not help but smile. However, before he could speak, he heard Yondu's irritable voice from the opposite side.
"Fairbank, did that brat Quill get into trouble again?"
"No, I just miss an old friend."
"Old friend?
You?
When did you become so funny? "
Blushing, the old broker glared at Yondu angrily. "Well, I'm looking for you for one thing. The kind of fish you asked someone to send last time, can you send another batch?"
"You like to eat fish?"
Yondu was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashing with doubts. He had known the old broker for some years, but he had never heard that he liked to eat fish.
Facing Yondu's doubts, the old broker rolled his eyes.
"Nonsense, if I don't like to eat, why would I ask you for it?"
Yondu nodded and waved his hand indifferently. "No problem, I guarantee it will be delivered within three days."
It was just a few fish, nothing to him.
"Ring ring ring!"
A bell rang outside the door, and the old broker looked up subconsciously. "Then I'll hang up first. There's business here."
Then he straightened his clothes and saw a tall lady walking in. A smile instinctively appeared on the old broker's face. "Hello …"
But before the old broker could finish, the woman opposite him, who was obviously not to be trifled with, asked, "You're Fairbank, the owner of this shop?"
Although the old broker was very dissatisfied with being interrupted by Hila, as a professional broker, he still nodded. "Yes, I am. I wonder if you're looking for me …"
However, this time, Old Broker's words were interrupted once again. However, it was not Hila who interrupted him, but a dark green sword.
Hila, who was holding a long sword, pressed the blade against the old broker's neck. Her expression was arrogant and cold.
"I'll give you two choices. First, I'll kill you. Second, tell me what the refrigerator is."