Thanos? Just a Loser

"..."

Star-Lord fell silent. He knew why Rocket would do this. Looking at the weak, pitiful Groot, keeping it in the storage space really did seem like the best solution right now.

So Rocket's actions were understandable.

And Rocket's actions left Star-Lord speechless. At the same time, he felt an immense sense of approval for Rocket.

This was someone willing to give everything for his companions, someone worthy of having your back entrusted to him!

No, not someone. A raccoon...

"Here. Since you've got these, I won't give you the hundred thousand."

Collector Tivan casually tossed the two wristbands, each with only one cubic meter of storage space, to Star-Lord and the others. His expression remained blank.

Collector Tivan did not think much of the two one-cubic-meter storage wristbands Qin Lin and the others had. Selling them to Star-Lord's group was simply an easy way to recover some losses.

Why was Collector Tivan so rich?

Wasn't it because he was stingy? His years upon years of penny-pinching had allowed Tivan to amass his unimaginably vast wealth over the long ages.

"..."

Star-Lord did not feel like speaking. In other words, they had worked so hard to get to Knowhere and sold some intelligence, planning to earn a hundred thousand before parting ways. Yet now, even that hundred thousand was gone.

This trip had been for nothing. The Milano had burned quite a bit of fuel, so he had actually lost money!

Still, at least he had gained a storage wristband, even if it only had one cubic meter of space.

"Come to think of it, I now have five storage wristbands with a thousand cubic meters each. Not only can I pack up all my belongings and carry them with me, I can sell the extras too."

After tossing the