Cosmic Demon Totem Common Prosperity Project (Part 3)

The next day, Asgard Palace Asgard, the Ancient One handed Odin a small device. Odin looked at the tiny black device, then looked at it again from a distance, seemingly a little curious.

Then suddenly a projection popped up from above, and Odin almost threw it away. Mephisto, who was waiting below, was already impatient. He said, "Can you hurry up? I've been waiting for a long time!"

Odin rolled his eyes and used magic to fix the device in the center of the room, ensuring that everyone in the room could see the projection.

Without having to face these Demon God directly, Strange in the projection seemed much more relaxed. He said, "Let's begin. We'll ask questions from left to right, one question per person. After you answer, you can't ask any follow-up questions. We'll go around once and then start again from the beginning."

Mephisto immediately said, "I'll go first. What exactly did you mean by establishing a stable lending system? And what about the interest rate benchmark you didn't explain clearly, and the contract fraud..."

Standing in the room, Strange turned around and asked the group of finance professionals behind him at the table, "Did you hear that?"

One of the bespectacled men in a suit, without even looking up, said, "This is my forte, the so-called interest rate benchmark..."

After more than ten hours, Strange was hoarse from talking. He said to the Ancient One, "Teacher, let's call it a day..."

He looked back and saw that most of the people behind him had collapsed. After all, the brainstorming session that lasted for more than ten hours without food or water was fine for the Demon God, but humans couldn't withstand it.

Upon hearing that they were to rest here, the Demon God were not happy, especially Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, who had never realized that humans were so good at deception... no, I mean, finance.

Mephisto made his decision: the devil's deal—can that be called deception? That's finance! Do you understand finance?

Forget about the costs and conditions, quickly change your tune! They're all called deposits and loans. What's wrong with me charging more debt? That's called interest!

High interest rates? Didn't I write that in the contract...? What? I wrote it too complicatedly? Then don't have signed it in the first place!

The devil has an insatiable interest in fraud. Mephisto asked countless questions about the lending system, wishing he could learn the essence of human economics overnight.

In the Demon God's perception of time, less than 0.001 seconds had passed, and humans were already complaining of being tired? How could this race be so weak?

But even if the Demon God is unwilling, there's nothing he can do. Humans are like that; they need to eat, sleep, and rest.

The main contradiction now is between the Demon God's insatiable thirst for knowledge and humanity's limited energy.

With no other option, Nick had to find another group of people and have them work in two shifts, which eventually turned into three shifts.

Later, it still wasn't enough, Strange was at his wit's end. At this point, the Ancient One suggested that the Demon God Lords leave behind a Magic Circle for communication, so that they could contact financial professionals on Earth at any time.

But it still didn't work, because ordinary humans are not magicians. You can't expect a group of ordinary people who have received decades of scientific education to learn meditation, focus, and communicate with the universe overnight. This requires talent, and ordinary people simply cannot use Magic Circle.

In the end, it was the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj who intervened, fixing the Magic Circle to the human's cell phone so that the Demon God could make phone calls to humans.

At first, the Demon God attacked randomly, chatting with whoever they could grab.

Because many Demon God do not understand human life forms, they do not know that individual memories are not shared and that personalities are different, resulting in conversations that are completely irrelevant. For example, they might be talking about one question with one person, but then they call another person and have to start all over again.

Strange is tasked with teaching the Demon God how to call the same person, while Nick is responsible for selecting the dedicated customer service representatives for each Demon God.

After a long period of adjustment, the professionals were finally able to communicate smoothly with the Demon God and answer their questions.

Nick found a building in Greenwich Village and crammed all the people inside. The Ancient One brought in a group of sorcerers from Kamar-Taj to help the professionals connect with the Demon God Prince, while S.H.I.E.L.D.. agent took care of the group's food and lodging.

Finally, Strange named the building "The Sanctum Sanctorum".

But that's not enough. Even if you find initial investors, you still need people to handle business expansion and promotion.

You can't expect ordinary humans to run around the universe doing business and attracting clients; they can't do it either.

The Ancient One and Odin searched for a long time, and finally, Odin looked around and thought, "My youngest son is just sitting around anyway, so let him go!"

So Loki proudly became a salesman.

To get more people to join, you have to make a name for yourself. Even if others don't participate immediately, you have to let them know that this is something. To put it bluntly, you have to hand out business cards all over the world.

That day, Loki was thrown out of Asgard by Odin, clutching a stack of business cards and looking completely bewildered.

Loki was initially gloating over his brother's misdeeds and subsequent banishment to Earth, but then he himself was thrown off the planet.

Thor was thrown out, and although he lost his divine power and weapons, at least he had no mission and could wander around Earth without anyone bothering him. But Loki was different; he had performance targets to meet.

If you said Loki was like Thor, unambitious, that would be one thing, but he happens to be someone who has his eye on the throne. Although he didn't participate in the Demon God's Lecture, he knew that this was a big job for his father, and if he did it well, he would definitely get recognition.

Thus, Loki embarked on his cosmic pyramid scheme journey.

Loki was much smarter than his brother, and he certainly knew who to talk to about this.

He extended a warm invitation to the future Sorcerer Supreme, Strange, and spent several days feasting, drinking, and having a great time in the Nine Realms, from which he learned the principles of pyramid schemes.

Having figured out the principle, Loki, the God of Trickery, felt that this matter had potential and that if handled well, it might bring both fame and fortune.

The most difficult part has already been handled by the Ancient One and Odin, and the Great Demon God have already made their first round of investment. Loki's job is now to cast a wide net and catch as many fish as possible.

How else would you call it a gift from heaven? What could be a better match than the God of Lies and pyramid schemes?

Loki, bored out of his mind, would casually cause trouble, always managing to trick others into falling one after another. Once his initiative kicked in, within a few days, all the Demon God of the universe heard a resounding name—"The Cosmic Demon Totem Common Prosperity Project."

As the God of Lies and Deceit, Loki mastered the essence of Lord of the Crimson Dimension Zong for gaining a billion years of power..."

During this period, Loki's figure was frantically running around the entire universe, from the Split Realm to the Realm of Lingering, from the Pegasus Nebula where the aftershocks of war had not yet subsided to the long-silent Andromeda Nebula, from the central Newport to the edge of the Dark Realm. In interstellar wars, galactic gatherings, weddings and funerals, he was there in nine out of ten places.

Thor? I don't know him at all!

"Hello, the Nine Realms Sanctum Sanctorum... I'm sorry, we really can't go any higher. We have regulations here; only super- Dimensional Demon God can raise it above 6%... Actually, you can also choose to invest jointly; this is one of our new services..."

Strange strode forward, phone in hand, and blurted out to the person on the other end, "Your Prince Loki Planet Sakaar. Those people are just too poor and incredibly stingy. Aside from constantly harassing customer service with phone calls, they can't squeeze much out of us. And that Grandmaster too..."

He passed by an office area, but the people working there were dressed strangely. Some wore suits and ties, some wore mage robes, and some even wore prison uniforms. It was obvious that they had just been brought in because they were short-staffed...

"Hello, the Nine Realms Sanctum Sanctorum, what?... Could you repeat that? Translate! I need a translator! Another one who doesn't understand!" a female office worker in business attire shouted.

The young mage in the yellow robes rushed to the female office worker's side. He took the phone, uttered a string of strange words, and then hung up, saying, "Which remote, backwater Demon God is this? Could it be from the edge of Hell? That accent is too heavy!"

Strange continued walking, and as he passed, the sounds of people talking on the phone echoed everywhere he went.

"Hello, Nine Realms Sanctum Sanctorum, uh... sorry, we don't provide that service here. Ah... yes, I know you're in a hurry, but we're not responsible for finding dogs here. Okay... I'll ask around for you."

A young man stood up from one of the seats, ran quickly to Strange's side, and asked, "Doctor Strange, a Demon God has asked us to help him find his dog. He says his dog is lost and he's very worried."

"Looking for a dog?" Strange covered the receiver, glanced at the young man, and said, "We're a financial firm, we don't handle lost dogs... Never mind, ask him where the dog was lost and what it looked like?"

The young man ran back to his seat, picked up the receiver, and said, "Really? Okay... okay, three heads? Oh, four heads, okay... no problem, we'll do our best and get back to you within two hours... Oh, no need, we don't allow accepting bonuses privately, Thank you."

He hung up the phone and shouted to Strange, "He said he lost it in the Upper Spirit Realm; it was a blue, four-headed raven with three claws..."

Loki, on the other end of the phone, also heard the young man's shout. He said, "Isn't that Campbell's pet? How did he end up in a higher dimension of the spirit world?"

Then he said to Strange, "There are five minor Demon God in the Lower Spirit Realm. They are quite well-informed. Go ask them."

Strange put down the phone and shouted, "Who's in charge of that area in the spirit world?"

A female mage teleported to Strange's side and said, "It's me, but they broke the internet cable while fighting yesterday, so I can't get in touch with them."

"Alright, I'll make the trip," the female sorceress continued. "The spirit world isn't far. Could you ask around for me? If they see that four-headed bird, where should I take it?"

"Okay, wait a minute, let me see... The area of the incoming call is in the middle layer between the Hell Dimension and the Astral Plane. Fortunately, it's not far..."

Just then, Strange's phone rang again, but it wasn't the Demon God calling. Peter's voice came from the other end. "Doctor Strange! Come quick! Two Symbiote are fighting in New York, I can't stop them, oh my god! Don't go that way..."

"Symbiote... what?"

Before Strange could finish speaking, the floor shook violently, a corner of the building collapsed, and a huge gray monster leaped onto the roof, followed closely by a black monster.

Strange saw that chasing after the two monsters was a slightly smaller... purple Spider-Man??

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