Woz's Live Broadcast

Ego has been searching for this visitor from outer space for a long time.

For this reason, his ex-wife said he was a pervert who was always thinking about nonsense. Even when the two of them were discussing the origin of life, he would occasionally come up with the idea of extraterrestrial life, which was disgusting.

After that, Ego left her and decided that he would never marry someone with Mind Stone abilities again.

This ability is truly Shocker. Once it reaches its peak, even beings of his level can have their memories read. It's more suitable to keep it as a pet than as a bedmate.

But none of that is the most important thing. The seed has already been planted, and now he just needs to wait for the harvest.

Of course, what makes Ego happiest right now is that he has actually found the extraterrestrial visitor he has been thinking about day and night on Knowhere.

This is far more interesting than him looking for women.

"You have always been here for me."

Although it was a question, Beckett's tone was unusually certain.

"Certainly."

Ego put away his instruments, straightened his posture, and adjusted his collar. "In this universe, I'm probably the only one who would be interested in you."

Having been searching for the path of his own evolution, Ego urgently needs a point of reference.

Beckett, who was able to distort the universe and travel through time even as an infant, was perfectly suitable as research material in Ego's eyes.

Unfortunately, he didn't arrive immediately that day. By the time he got there, the planet called Titan had already been reduced to ruins, and the aura that didn't belong to this universe had disappeared from Ego's senses.

"Interested in making a deal?"

Ego raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice.

"Not interested."

Beckett turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Ego did not stop him, but simply let Beckett's figure disappear into the crowd and gradually move away from him.

"Really, not interested?"

Ego looked down at his clothes, smiled indifferently, squeezed his hands together, and the components fell off one by one. He then continued to hunt his target with his instrument.

There's plenty of time in the future; he can take his time and enjoy himself.

"Your His Highness Beckett, the miniature monitors have been installed."

As Beckett disappeared into the crowd, a message indicating successful installation appeared on his right eye screen.

"Can you find information about this person Woz?"

"I'm sorry, Your His Highness Beckett, Woz can't find the information."

Woz couldn't find any information about this Ego at all.

As an Artificial Intelligence life form, it ultimately has its limits.

Although he didn't say it aloud, Woz had already come to a deep understanding of this.

Beckett then turned his gaze to Zola, who was playing with the cat behind him. "You said I was a VIP at your Cosmic Auction House, right?"

"Yes, is there anything you require, Mr. Beckett?"

The woman who was playing with the cat quickly got into work mode.

"I need all the information on this man before tonight. Remember, all of it." Under Woz's control, a bright blue screen appeared in front of Zola.

On the screen, Ego's beaming smile stands out; this was a snapshot Woz had just taken.

"No problem."

Zola was full of confidence.

It's time to show off your real skills!

However, as night fell...

Name: Ego.

"Besides that, what else is unknown?"

After Beckett finished reading the document in his hand, which was almost identical to the information given by Woz, he looked up and saw Zola's face, reflected in his pupils, filled with shame.

Although Beckett might not believe it, this was truly the information she had gathered by exhausting all her efforts using the intelligence network of the Cosmic Auction House.

She made a point of asking her seniors, but the responses she received sent chills down her spine.

Your query privileges are insufficient.

With just one sentence, Zola realized the seriousness of the situation.

She was specifically assigned to receive VIPs of Beckett's caliber, but that wasn't enough...

"Insufficient permissions?"

"Interesting."

Looking at the miniature monitor screen displayed on his right eye, Beckett fell into deep thought.

In a manor in the capital of Knowhere.

Ego, dressed in a formal suit, was holding the hand of a beautiful woman, swaying his hips to the accompaniment of intoxicating music.

As the dance ended, the beautiful woman in the bright red dress opened her eyes, her gaze full of tender affection.

"If only we could keep jumping like this forever."

The woman sighed softly, her expression filled with regret and reluctance.

Why not, Jennifer?

"We can be together forever, as long as you want."

"Forever."

With his long hair cascading over his shoulders, Ego exuded a captivating charm in the Central City women.

"But I don't know if we'll succeed this time. If we fail, our entire race is destined to be exiled to the arena on Sakaar."

Having accumulated power over a thousand years, she had to make this desperate decision in order to reclaim her people's place on Knowhere.

"You will definitely succeed, if you're willing to let me handle it."

Ego's smile faded, his expression turning serious.

"No, if you interfere, the nature of this matter will change." The woman named Jennifer shook her head, her slender fingers gently pressing against Ego's lips, signaling him to stop talking.

"I know your background is mysterious, and you're even unwilling to tell me about your origins. But I love you, so I don't want to involve you in this."

"Because if you get involved, you'll be violating the rules that the Collector set back then."

"You will die."

Jennifer didn't want to see the man she loved so deeply be torn to pieces by the Collector because of her.

"No one in this universe can kill me, darling." Ego closed his eyes and gently placed a kiss on Jennifer's forehead.

On another part of Knowhere, Beckett, lying in bed, was still pondering what Ego and this woman named Jennifer were doing when the screen suddenly went black. Beside him, Zola's ears were already bright red...

Meanwhile, Hela, who had already traversed dozens of galaxies, was feeding her horses grass...

The third update is quite late, around midnight.

I got back and started writing quite late.

But there will still be some late at night~