The Old Man's Late-Night Visit

A loud shout startled Ancient One and the other two, causing them to take a step back in unison.

Natasha had been waiting at the door. Hearing Xia Yu's shout, she pushed the door open and rushed in, throwing herself at Xia Yu.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Is there something wrong with that Soul Stone?"

Ancient One looked at Xia Yu and asked.

"Um!"

Xia Yu nodded.

"Sif?"

Natasha suddenly lifted her head from Xia Yu.

"It has nothing to do with her. The Soul Stone was problematic to begin with. It's a long story... Sigh! What's wrong with my soul?"

Xia Yu looked up at Ancient One and asked.

"Your soul is shattered, and your Source energy is constantly dissipating. We used magic to plug the gap, but our power can only barely repair it. You'd better not use your energy lightly in the future."

"You can't move at all?"

Xia Yu examined his body and then his soul, and then spoke.

"The steel gun barrel had a hole, so I patched it up with plastic. What do you think?"

Ancient One said calmly.

Your analogy is quite apt.

Xia Yu scratched his head and said.

So it seems opening a portal is still an option; at least the means of transportation wasn't lost.

His physical strength is still there, but he has lost that god-like ability.

Late at night...

Xia Yu kissed Natasha's forehead gently, then got up and walked to the living room, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

He stared blankly at the empty space outside.

He tested today how much energy he can currently mobilize.

Opening a portal is no problem at all; in terms of attack, the maximum energy output is roughly the same as Thor's current full-power attack.

Add even a little more, and your soul feels like it's being torn apart.

In that case, Xia Yu might as well use his physical strength to fight against something stronger.

"Damn Yuwen Feishuang, how could I have been such a despicable bastard in my past life?"

Xia Yu slammed his fist into the glass.

He just tried using his own energy to repair his soul.

It's unclear how Yuwen Feishuang self-destructed; her soul was apparently beyond repair.

"The Soul Stone's Source is the core of the Six Infinity Stones. Its explosion, carrying a portion of its Source, directly damaged the original Soul Stone's Source within you. You can't repair it; you'd better find a way to obtain another Soul Stone."

"You know everything now. You know about my past life. You've met Yuwen Feishuang?"

Xia Yu knew without turning around that it was Stan Lee.

Because of the reflection from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"I didn't know that at first, but today I suddenly regained a piece of memory, and I remembered some things. This universe has already gone through a cycle once, except that last time you weren't Xia Yu."

"Don't mention that person to me. I am who I am, and I'm glad I'm not such a terrible jerk."

Xia Yu turned around and took out two wine glasses.

"Have a drink with me."

Now that Stan Lee remembered, Xia Yu had nothing more to say, after all, he now also possessed Yuwen Feishuang's memories.

However, Xia Yu did not choose to absorb it; he simply flipped through it.

"Why don't you drink it? Why are you staring at me like that?"

Stan Lee took the glass without saying a word, just staring intently at Xia Yu.

That look made Xia Yu quite unhappy.

"You're a clone of that bastard, and I've wanted to beat you up ever since I found out."

What the hell?

Didn't I say I wouldn't mention that bastard?

You think I'm proud to be a split in his soul, don't you?

Can't we just have a pleasant conversation anymore?

My soul was already wounded, and you're still trying to provoke me?

I could feel the resentment in Xia Yu's eyes, especially the bottle of liquor he was holding.

Stan Lee silently reminded himself that Xia Yu was not Yuwen Feishuang.

Xia Yu is not Yuwen Feishuang.

After repeating it to myself several times, I quickly changed the subject.

"The Soul Stone is very important to you; you must think of a way to obtain it."

Xia Yu put down the wine bottle in his hand and helplessly spread his hands.

"What else can I do? If I can't find Thanos, even if I find a death row inmate and push him down in front of his lover, those people won't agree. You should know that better than anyone."

To kill the person he loves most in front of him, in exchange for the Soul Stone.

No one in the Avengers would agree to that.

This crossed their line, and although it seemed stubborn, Xia Yu had no choice.

Besides, isn't their uncompromising attitude precisely what Xia Yu admires about them and their love for Marvel?

It is precisely because of their character that they are able to support Xia Yu without hesitation, regardless of fate.

Even if the enemy is the entire universe.

"Well!!"

Stan Lee certainly understood the personalities of these Hero.

If this were a comic book, we could try to find a solution, but it's a movie.

"If only I had suggested Disney acquire 20th Century Fox sooner, we would have had the opportunity to put Deadpool into the Marvel Cinematic Universe. He's the perfect person for that."

Xia Yu thought for a moment.

Let's forget about it.

Deadpool Jianjian is annoying is another matter.

Does that include the X-Men? Does that include the Goddess of Death?

Does it have any courts?

If it were the complete Marvel Universe, Xia Yu's head would spin just thinking about it.

"Let nature take its course. We still have the River of Destiny; we can try combining them later."

The two sighed and complained for a long time, finished a bottle of wine, and Stan Lee casually strode out.

One step, two steps, and then the third step—it simply vanished.

Xia Yu almost sang "My Skateboard Shoes" from the back.

This is what time travel should be like—untainted by cause and effect, and unaffected by the five elements.

Immortality, and the ability to have whatever one desires.

Compared to him, I'm utterly pathetic.

"Don't just barge into my room like that next time. What if Natasha and I are doing something? Or what if Natasha is taking a shower? You old pervert."

Xia Yu muttered softly to the void.

"There was a group photo scandal in Hollywood once, and I had several pictures of Scarlett Johansson on my old computer, completely naked. I've seen everything."

Stan Lee's voice came from somewhere far away.

Xia Yu was almost driven mad with anger.

"They are not one person, not one person, Natasha is Natasha."

Xia Yu kept comforting himself.

There's no good solution for the Soul Stone for the time being, so it seems we really need to hurry up and set up the River of Destiny.