Chapter 203 If I hadn’t asked you for help because of something. (Please vote for me)
"Little. Smaller."
"The head has also become smaller, you look like a dwarf now!"
"Hmm, not bad, just keep it like this. You have to follow my instructions whenever you get bigger in the future, got it, buddy."
With waves of unhappy growls, the boulders on Malphite, the lava monster that was originally several stories tall, slowly peeled off, and finally transformed into a dull stone man only as tall as Lango's waist.
Lange looked at this miniature version of Malphite, and couldn't help but smile. He raised his hand and cupped the boy's shiny rock head.
Tsk tsk, it feels round and smooth, and it also has the warmth of lava.
This is much better than walnuts.
"That... Rango?"
Just as he was playing with Malphite's head, a girl wearing glasses poked her head out of the room and shouted: "It's time for lunch."
"OK, I'll be there soon."
Lange waved to her and gave her a sideways smile that was always tried and true when flirting with girls.
The girl's name is Daisy. Don't get me wrong, she is not the Daisy from "Driving Miss Daisy", but the one with an amazing chest latitude, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and working as an assistant to astrophysicist Jane Foster. Daisy, a female college student.
The night before, Lango followed the time and space tunnel opened by Odin to expel Thor and returned to the atrium, which is the earth. Then unexpectedly, he fell into the same place as Thor.
What happened after that was very simple. They accidentally met Jane Foster's team who were dedicated to exploring extreme natural phenomena, and were then taken back to their temporary residence.
Of course, there were some episodes in the middle. For example, these guys regarded Malphite as a monster and even prepared to run away and call the police on the spot. But fortunately, compared to Thor who had lost his power and fainted, Rango was still very conscious. , even if I explained it to them.
It has to be said that scientists who have made achievements in physics are really bold. In order to verify their scientific research, Jane Foster and others, who were talking about calling the police just a second ago, looked at each other. After one glance, he took them home with hesitation.
So there is now a scene of harmonious coexistence.
At this time, their group was in New Mexico, a place with both desert and beaches.
As a relatively well-known astrophysicist, Jane and her team rented a first-floor apartment in a small town on the edge of the desert as their residence and laboratory.
In fact, it is said to be a team, but there are only three people in total including Jane. In addition to Daisy, who just asked Lango to dine, there is also a middle-aged bald old man - Eric, a doctor of astronomy.
But now, with the addition of Lango and Sol, the originally empty apartment has become crowded.
"Oh! ThankyouGod!"
When Jane saw Malphite, she suddenly exclaimed.
Because of the huge size of this big guy, almost every time he made the slightest movement, he would accidentally crash their experimental equipment. Now that he saw that he had become smaller and smaller, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"It has nothing to do with God." Lange panned Malphite's head twice and explained with a smile: "This kid has suffered a lot to make his body smaller."
As a life form with a body of stone, in order to reduce his size, Malphite forcibly shed 80% of the stone on his body. Although it did no harm to him, it was obviously very disturbing to hear Malphite's low roar outside just now. I don’t like how I look after shrinking.
However, Lango is quite satisfied with Malphite's new image. He is not as tall as before to attract attention, nor is he as small as Teddy, so small that he wouldn't even know if someone steps on him and touches the soles of his shoes.
"Don't be mad man."
Lango comforted Malphite: "When I have time, I will prepare something delicious for you, stir-fried pebbles! Have you never eaten it?"
Malphite shook his head blankly, as if he was still thinking about what the pebbles were.
On the dining table.
Lango spread fresh cranberry sauce on the sandwich and took a big bite of two pieces of luncheon meat. This was his first meal back from Asgard, and he was used to eating big fish there. It's a big meat, and I occasionally order white rice to balance it out, and it feels okay.
"How does it taste?" Daisy asked expectantly: "I bought this sauce specially from outside."
"It's very good." Lange praised it without hesitation, "It tastes fresh like a freshly thawed Captain America, hahaha."
After he finished speaking, he laughed a few times to himself, as if he was amused by the metaphor he blurted out. However, the guys at the table looked at him blankly, with confusion on their faces. Daisy forced out a dry smile.
"OK"
Lango shrugged. He bet that if Stark heard his joke, he would definitely laugh from ear to ear.
Opposite her, Jane glanced at Daisy, who was peeking at Rango from time to time. She felt a sense of contempt in her heart. Young schoolgirls are always attracted to playboys.
No matter how handsome a man like Lango is, Jane would never have the thought of having a relationship with him.
If nothing else, the main thing is that this guy looked like a scumbag at first glance, and he was very courteous to them when they met last night. He would also hang out with his upper body naked in front of her and Daisy from time to time, obviously trying to seduce them both.
Sol is better.
Thinking of this, Jane coughed lightly, looked at the blond man playing games with Teddy over the sofa, and asked with worry: "Is Sol really okay? From last night to now, he hasn't been drinking. Just playing games seems to be very exciting.”
Lange followed her gaze and saw Sol surrounded by wine bottles, lying dejectedly on the sofa, playing online games, and verbally threatening the guy on the other side of the headset from time to time. He looked like a talkative king. In appearance, there is no trace of the thunder god's style.
"Fake."
Lange also felt a little strange. He remembered that this guy was not so decadent when he was deprived of his divine power to exorcise the lower realm. Why did he suddenly enter the Fat Mansion?
After quickly finishing the sandwiches on the plate, Lango stood up, kicked away the wine bottles next to the sofa one by one, and sat directly next to Saul.
"Hey, Buddy?"
Sol didn't even look at him, and just responded calmly: "Laugh at me as much as you like, Rango, I'm a waste without divine power now."
"Waterfa?" Lango immediately said unhappy after hearing this: "Do you think I stayed with you when I came back from Asgard just to laugh at you? Huh?"
Thor said nothing, looking ahead with empty and confused eyes, "Maybe you are right, I have always been an arrogant and stupid idiot. Even my father no longer recognizes me and deprived me of everything."
He shook his head, his face full of bitterness and loss, "On the day I was about to be crowned king, he pushed me into the abyss with his own hands. He drove me to the atrium. He no longer recognized me as his son."
"And Mjolnir. The hammer that has followed me for thousands of years also turned its back on me."
Having said this, Sol leaned on the sofa weakly, with helplessness and confusion written on his face, "What can I do? (What should I do?) Rango. I am just a fragile mortal now, like an ant."
"You have to act like a man!"
Lango stood up suddenly, held Sol's shoulders with both hands, shook him hard, and then slapped him in the face with a loud slap, "What's the matter with you stepping on the horse? Huh?"
"Is this what you have learned through thousands of years of trials and hardships? You are as weak as a woman now!" "Whatcanldo~Whatcanldo?"
Lango imitated Thor's previous tone, sarcastic and inspiring, stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "Remember, you are the God of Thunder of Asgard, the born king! Odin, Even the father of the gods has no right to take away your divine power easily."
"Well, actually, he is qualified." Saul suddenly interrupted, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
"What are you doing to Fuck?" Lango suddenly said unhappy, "Don't interrupt me. Do you still want to hear it?"
Sol closed his mouth and looked at Lango with empty eyes.
"Now, what you have to do is simple, Thor."
Lango calmed down his emotions and said seriously, "Recover your divine power! Use your actions to prove to Odin that you are worthy of the title of Thor, and you are the only candidate for Asgard's new god king!"
"But...where should I find it?" Thor scratched his head, with hope shining in his eyes.
"Shet." Lange rolled his eyes with a speechless look on his face, "Really, if I hadn't asked you for help in the future, I would have really wanted to slap you."
He pointed at Thor, who was still in a dazed state in front of him, "You are the God of Thunder, and I am not. I don't know where you should go to find your divine power. By the way."
Rango suddenly thought of something and pointed outside and said: "You may not know yet, but Mjolnir was also thrown to the earth by that old man Odin. What you have to do now is to pick up that damn hammer." !”
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Thor was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Mjolnir is forged from the core of an abandoned planet. Without divine power, it is almost impossible for me to lift it. It is too difficult."
Lango smiled, sat down again, patted Sol on the shoulder, and said with firm eyes: "You know, man, what is difficult to do and what should be done are often the same thing, even if no one believes in you, but I firmly believe you can do it!”
He stared at the scribbling man next to him, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Since the first time I met you, I have always believed in you and never changed."
Finally, Sol's eyes gradually brightened after being fed dozens of mouthfuls of chicken soup. He put down the game controller and beer in his hands, opened his arms and gave Lango a tight hug.
"I have never been so lucky to know a Zhongtuan person!"
He patted Lango on the back hard and said excitedly, "You are the best brother, and I will never forget what you said today."
"Hahaha, as long as you can regain your confidence."
Lango also patted him on the back, then broke away from his arms and said casually: "OK, so be it, you go find your hammer, and I won't accompany you anymore."
When Thor heard this, there was a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth: "I know you are leaving, just like Asgard abandoned me, abandon me again."
"Brother, you are the God of Thunder, can you please stop moaning like a woman here?"
Lange couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't want Saul to continue to indulge in this emotion. "I have to go to New York to have a look. After you find yourself, you can come and play with me at any time."
With that said, Rango patted Sol on the shoulder, then stood up, nodding to Teddy, Yumi and others, ready to embark on a new adventure.
In fact, according to Yilango's idea, he is more inclined to stay in Asgard, follow Thor and the others to fight in other places in the Nine Realms, destroy those extraordinary creatures who do evil, and then absorb extraordinary energy.
However, what is depressing is that according to Odin, the nine realms have already signed a truce agreement. The group of trolls that were killed before were the last group of unsettled elements that disrupted the Nine Realms.
As the Lord of the Nine Realms, Asgard is no longer willing to go on conquests. If it weren't for Thor's failure, the old God King would have retired by now.
Therefore, Lango, who had no choice but to go to the center of the universe and get in touch with SHIELD and the Avengers, now had no choice but to go to the center of the universe. Those people are all "event physiques". By following them, you can not only gain favor so that you can ask for help in the future, but you can also draw energy from the system, which can be said to be a great potential.
outside the house.
Lange closed the car door, waved to everyone, and made a special callme gesture to Daisy.
In his opinion, this woman is much prettier than Jane, and he doesn't know what Saul thinks of her.
"When I pick up Mjolnir again, I will come to New York to find you, brother."
"I believe that day is not too far away."
Lango stretched his hand out of the car window and performed a complex Asgardian fistfight with Thor.
Then, he patted McQueen's steering wheel. The wheels raised a burst of gravel and disappeared from everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.
"Nice guy?" Eric couldn't help but say something when he saw Sol still standing there blankly.
"Dude?"
Sol immediately shook his head and said: "Lango is not a buddy, he is my brother! I hope I will not let him down."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave the laboratory to find the whereabouts of Thor's hammer. But before he took a few steps, his arms were grabbed by Eric and Daisy.
"You have spent a total of several hundred dollars on clothing and food for us in the past two days." Daisy smiled evilly at him and said: "And before Lango left, he borrowed two thousand dollars in cash from us. He said it was all yours." Come back."
".shet!"
night.
On the streets of Manhattan, Lange was leaning against the car, biting a cigarette butt in his mouth, holding a newspaper in his hand, and was reading attentively.
Except for some current political news and celebrity tidbits that he didn't care about, most of the content in the newspaper was discussing the Stark Group's closure of the weapons manufacturing department.
According to the newspaper, a month ago, Tony Stark announced in front of all the media that the group's weapons manufacturing department would be closed. After that, the group's research and development focus would shift to the field of energy development.
Many media have speculated that this may be because he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) after being kidnapped by terrorists in the Middle East a few months ago and became afraid of those murderous weapons, so he decided to transfer a large military-industrial group to Make the transformation.
"But then again."
Rango rolled up the newspaper and patted his chin lightly, "In other words, at this point in time, Iron Man's identity has not been announced yet. But according to Yuumi, she had seen something in the sky a long time ago. The guy in the red and gold armor is flying."
After thinking for a moment, he shrugged. From this point of view, it was most likely a matter of time flow rates in different worlds.
But he doesn't know where the plot of Iron Man in this world has developed. Although Tony's strength is average, he is undoubtedly the core figure among the Avengers. It is still necessary to have a good relationship with this guy.
Boom——!
Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden loud noise, and an iron man painted in red and gold fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
"???"
(End of chapter)