Next Time You Do That, I Won't Let You Come Back to Life

Centaurus Galaxy, Dark Order Base.

The enormous spaceship slowly landed on the ground, and three figures emerged from the hatch.

"Lord Thanos, we have received notification that Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight have arrived at the virtual conference room."

"Um."

Thanos nodded, then handed the key to Beckett beside him. "Go ahead, I know you're not really interested in hearing about his ordeal right now."

Thanos understood perfectly well that it was impossible to calm Beckett down in his current state.

"Yes, Father."

Just as Beckett had predicted, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation after receiving the key.

"Data collection repository number three...?"

With the key given to him by his adoptive father Thanos, Beckett pushed open the door of his residence and headed straight for the materials warehouse.

As Thanos's headquarters, the entire Dark Order base contains eighteen large databases, each storing a massive amount of information collected by the Thanos' Army over the years.

Beckett truly never expected that his personal Artificial Intelligence would actually be able to occupy a place in his adoptive father Thanos's database.

"Welcome back, Your His Highness Beckett."

Gates, wearing an apron around his waist, carried a tray in both hands and greeted Beckett with a wide smile. His gaze fell on the orange cat perched on Beckett's head, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Was this time's spoils a living creature?"

Bringing back commemorative spoils from victorious battles was a habit Beckett had cultivated for many years.

"Meow!"

Upon hearing itself described as a trophy, the orange cat instantly bristled, leaping down from Beckett's head and waving its claws to scratch the bewildered and curious robot cat, only to be grabbed by the scruff of its neck by Beckett.

He learned this from his adoptive father Thanos, who used it to catch cats in Svartalfheim.

"Quiet down." Beckett placed a milky-white energy ball near the Energy Devouring Beast's mouth. The orange cat, which had been baring its teeth and glaring angrily, immediately quieted down. After sniffing the delicious aroma, it held the energy ball in its paws and happily gnawed on it.

Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.

The energy within Beckett, different from that of this universe, was like a delicacy to this Energy Devouring Beast.

Intrigued, Gates then aimed the scanning beam at the orange cat, but the information he received was disappointing.

[The Energy Devouring Beast, one of the most bizarre and terrifying creatures in the universe...]

The flesh is sour and astringent, and should not be eaten.

Gates, who was born to stay at home, lost interest in the orange cat after seeing the "not suitable for consumption" review, picked up his food plate, and prepared to continue cooking in the kitchen.

It is its duty to prepare a sumptuous meal for His Highness Beckett's return.

"Gates, stop cooking for now, come with me."

"?"

Gates looked at Beckett with a puzzled expression, then nodded.

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

A bewildered Gates put down his plate and, with his short legs, followed Beckett as he pushed open the door to the materials storage room. Calling it a materials storage room was a stretch; it was more like a junk room, piled high with spoils Beckett had collected from various places.

If Beckett remembered correctly, his materials inventory should contain materials suitable for creating Woz's new body, which were spoils he obtained from O50 Planet two years ago.

It is unknown what its specific name is, but for this reason, Beckett simply named it O50 Metal.

Where is the O50 Metal?

Pushing open the door, the shelves were filled with all sorts of spoils. Beckett, who couldn't remember which of these things belonged to whom, simply asked Gates beside him.

This was the purpose of bringing Gates here; Gates had always managed his residence, and this materials warehouse was no exception.

"Here I am, Your His Highness Beckett."

Unaware of what was going on, Gates took out a large piece of special metal from O50 and placed it in front of Beckett.

"Take this with you and come with me."

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

Holding a giant metal object in both hands, the robot cat followed closely behind Beckett with its short legs, step by step, and entered the door of Database Number Three.

He inserted the key given to him by his adoptive father Thanos into the enormous control panel. After a dazzling white light, Beckett opened his eyes to find that his surroundings had changed drastically.

The huge light screen control panel disappeared, replaced by a vast white space.

Search keywords: Woz, Beckett, Artificial Intelligence life data.

Having already become accustomed to this, Beckett had barely finished speaking when the entire space suddenly began to change. Countless dense streams of information surged in from all directions, converging before Beckett to form a face that repeated the commands he had previously issued.

"Key verification complete. Key functionality is correct."

Keywords: Woz, Beckett, Artificial Intelligence, life data.

"Search begins."

The next second, tens of thousands of data points converged in front of Beckett to form the image of Woz.

I was awakened and opened my eyes.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Your His Highness Beckett."

The familiar voice made Beckett's lips curl into a smile, and he then raised the ring on his wrist, whose light had long since dimmed. "The O50 Metal is ready."

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

Woz's voice was filled with undisguised joy as the massive torrent of data instantly flooded into the ring on Beckett's wrist.

Whoosh!

Beckett opened his eyes, and his consciousness returned to the real world.

A leisurely orange cat was eating on the bald head of Gates, who was wearing an apron around his waist. Both of them turned their curious gazes toward Beckett had just opened his eyes.

The next second, the ring on Beckett's right wrist turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the O50 special metal block at Gates' feet.

Click, click...

Under the dazed gaze of the Energy Devouring Beast, the large, irregular lump of metal stone twisted and changed continuously, eventually transforming into a robotic cat the same size as the creature beneath it.

Click...

The dazed Energy Devouring Beast bit its own claw, instantly snapping back to reality in pain!

"Woz, what are you doing in the database?" Gates asked curiously, wearing an apron around his waist.

It was no stranger to Woz, who was created by Thanos along with it.

"I'm curious too." After recovering, Woz landed on the ground, his short legs unconsciously stomping the ground as he felt the novelty of his newborn body.

Logically speaking, it should be beyond saving.

Why is its core data still stored in Thanos's database?

When was the backup taken?

How could it not know?

Logically, if it were backing up core data, it should have sensed it, but in Svartalfheim, it truly felt it was doomed.

"Listen, Woz, if you do this again without my permission, I won't let you come back to life." Beckett maintained his usual cold demeanor, suppressing the upward curve of his lips.

"I understand, Your His Highness Beckett."