After Lake finished speaking, he turned and left without another word.
Stephen and Wong stared at each other.
After a while.
Ding-dong.
Wong pulled out his phone and blinked at the one million dollars that had just been deposited.
Stephen saw it too. He could not help looking toward the spot where Lake had just left, with only one thought in his mind.
A big client.
A really big client.
Soon.
Lake saw the wooden cabin built beside a cliff in an uninhabited area of Iceland, along with Odin, dressed like an ancient farmer.
At the end of his life, the once-great God King seemed to have returned to simplicity, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
After sunrise, he would sit on the huge rock and gaze at the place where the sea met the sky, lost in thought as if reminiscing about the glorious years of his life.
After sunset, the statue-like Odin would return to his little cabin, turn off the lights, and rest.
Lake felt somewhat envious.
After all...
Lake's original dream had been to live like this one day: work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and enjoy a quiet, peaceful life.
But he knew that this simplest form of happiness was actually the hardest to achieve.
Especially in a universe like this.
Thus, based on that original dream, Lake had formed his first tangible ambition: set a small goal, such as annexing the World Tree Universe and the Marvel Universe and becoming the strongest.
Only the strongest could protect this simple happiness. Anyone who wanted to destroy it would have his big head blown apart by Lake.
This was my original intention.
After observing Odin's daily routine for three days, Lake sighed and withdrew his gaze. He flew straight from New York to Washington. With