To be honest, Hao Ren had received quite a few gifts throughout his life, from the instant-noodle cards he got as a child to the "good person cards" he received after growing up. The assortment had indeed been considerable. And as he entered the workforce and reached the peak of his life, the caliber of those gifts had risen accordingly. Just look at today: an old man who held a prime position in human religious history had grabbed his hand and said, "I find you sincere and reliable, and regard you as a confidant. I happen to have nine kingdoms here. Why don't you accept this throne and become the new leader of the Norse divine system?"
Of course, Odin hadn't actually grabbed his hand when he said that, and the Norse divine system had long since been blown to smithereens. But that didn't stop Hao Ren from filling in the entire scene in his imagination and adding all sorts of dazzling, flashy, and spectacular special effects. The whole thing instantly felt much more impressive.
Yep, that was very Norse. Very Odin.
But he still had a few things to say. "Old man, calm down first. Your retirement is understandable, but is it really appropriate to hurriedly hand the authority over the Nine Kingdoms to a stranger like me? Why don't we discuss this at greater length? In fact, the Norse divine system hasn't been completely wiped out. We can rule out this Valkyrie here because she's not very bright, but there's still an heir at the Athens Sanctuary on Earth..."
Odin was stunned. "Other survivors? Who?"
Hao Ren thought for a moment. "Loki's daughter, a woman named Hela..."
This time, Odin really did grab Hao Ren's hand. "If you don't want it, we can discuss it further. If you