Star-Lord and Captain America
Lin Xu looked at the photos he received on F.R.I.D.A.Y. and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
Soon, the group heading to Sakaar was confirmed: Lin Xu, Natasha, Bucky, and Steve.
Lin Xu led the three to the lawn outside the Avengers Compound.
While everyone was still wondering how to get there.
Lin Xu transformed his folding fan into Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade sword and stomped it on the ground!
Immediately afterwards, a seven-colored ray of light descended from the sky, taking all four of them away.
As they left rune marks on the lawn, they also left Tony and his group looking on with confusion.
"If I'm not mistaken, that was Bifrost, wasn't it?"
"Tony?"
"Don't look at me like that, I only recently found out he knows magic..."
Nidavellir
Hey ~hey~
"What's the matter with your head? yeah~"
Hey ~hey~
"Peter!"
Hey~hey~
"Shit!"
Seeing that his rune pistol had failed to be crafted again, Rocket finally lost his temper and ripped off Star-Lord's headphones.
"Whoa, what are you doing?"
"Listen, Peter, I'm glad you came to see me, but could you please stop singing around here?"
"What's wrong? Is it awful?"
Rocket: "That sounds awful!"
Star-Lord turned around and looked at the others.
Gamora: "I think Peter sings exactly the same way as on the tape!"
Mantis: "Brother, everything you sing sounds good~"
Drax: "That's fantastic! Listening to Peter's voice gives me a thrill!"
Nebula: "When will you let me go?"
"Love~ Anmu~ Groot!"
"Ah..." Rocket threw down his pistol, covered his head with his hands, and was on the verge of tears.
"Can't you sing somewhere else?"
"No, there are giants everywhere outside. I only feel safe with you."
"Shit!"
Rocket rubbed his nose and eyes; to be honest, he missed Lin Xu a little.
Although he had only been gone a short time, and although he often called other people's races by random names, if Lin Xu could come back and suppress Peter now, it wouldn't matter what he was called!
Boom~
A familiar voice came with a gust of colorful wind.
"Hey hey, little bunny, didn't you miss me?"
"... Shit..."
Since he also didn't know how to get to Sakaar, Lin Xu chose to ride on the Silly Eagle Team's spaceship.
As for imitating the Thor brothers by tearing a hole and crawling out during the Bifrost teleportation?
That was just Lin Xu's deduction. What if it went somewhere else? Besides, there were ordinary people in their group.
It's better to play it safe.
Hi Peter, long time no see!
"Hi, Uncle...?" Star-Lord knew perfectly well that the other person wasn't his uncle at all, but due to his immense power, he had no choice but to comply.
"Haha, come, come, let me introduce you to a few people. This is your Uncle Steve, this is your Uncle Bucky, and this is your Aunt Natasha."
Natasha: Wait, why do I have to be reborn a generation lower?
Star-Lord looked at Steve with a strange expression.
"Captain America, Steve Rogers?"
"Uh, Peter, right? Don't listen to his nonsense, just call me Steve or Captain."
Lin Xu watched the two shake hands, suppressing a laugh as he handed his phone to them.
An extremely youthful and beautiful woman.
"Mom?" "Laura?"
Upon hearing Captain America's exclamation, Peter fell silent.
Steve, on the other hand, was Shocker. He remembered the person in the picture very clearly; it was from a dance in 1943. He had drunk too much, and the frustration of not being able to go to the battlefield had completely erupted that night...
And this man in front of me, who's getting quite chubby, could it be...?
Seeing the two silent figures, Lin Xu pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds from somewhere and handed them to Bucky and Natasha, and the three of them started eating them.
Natasha: "Who is Laura?"
Bucky: "I know, he met that dancer when he was touring Colorado."
Natasha: "So exciting? Does Ms. Carter know?"
Bucky thought for a moment, "He probably knows, since Howard was there when he said those things."
"Tsk tsk tsk..." ×2
Drax crept over quietly. "Is there any more?"
Yes~
Drax took the sunflower seeds, looking at Bucky with some hesitation. "Um... can we each keep to our own things? Although Peter is my teammate, I don't want a few more elders involved."
"Drax!!"
Knock knock~
Just then, a series of heavy footsteps sounded.
Eitri's voice followed immediately.
"Who is this messenger who has arrived?"
Then he saw Lin Xu standing in the crowd, watching the show.
"Your Majesty! So it's you. What do you need...?"
As Eitri approached, a golden light suddenly flashed across Lin Xu's forehead.
He froze on the spot. If he remembered correctly, this was the power of King Bor!
And the meaning of that golden light is... the Crown Prince!!
Thump~
"I, Nidavellir, swear to follow the King Fengxian!"
In space, the spaceship is hopping.
But the atmosphere was extremely strange.
Steve no longer cared whether Peter was his ex-girlfriend's grandson; he just wanted to figure one thing out.
How many factions are there in Asgard?
"Hu'er Oil?"
"Didn't I already introduce myself? My name is Lin Xu."
"But that giant just now..."
"Excuse me, but they are dwarves."
"Alright, I heard Thor mention that dwarf earlier; they're loyal to Asgard!"
"Yes."
"You led us away via the Bifrost, didn't you?"
"Yes, you're very smart, Steve."
Who is Thor to you?
"I guess he's my nephew."
Upon hearing this, Steve simply lay back down; he was too tired.
An Asgard crown prince, hiding on Earth and biding his time, watches his two nephews fight tooth and nail for the throne.
In reality, they have already quietly gained control of a great deal of power, including this spaceship and Nidavellir, who is capable of creating divine artifacts.
They could even establish a good relationship with Stark beforehand, leaving Stark with no choice but to remain neutral later.
This time, they need to find a Hulk who can fight Thor to a standstill.
After that, all we need to do is wait for an opportunity to completely seize the throne of Asgard!
Wow, what a deep and calculating mind!
Poor Thor...
As for taking sides?
Steve hadn't thought of that.
At the very least, Lin Xu seemed much easier to get along with than Thor at this point, except for his habit of giving others nicknames and enjoying watching others make fools of themselves...
A ruler who understands strategy is always easier to get along with than a reckless one.
Moreover, even if he wanted to take sides, it wouldn't matter. He was just an ordinary person who had received some serum, while the other side was a war of gods.
Thank you for the gifts, godfathers.