The Two Chapters

As Sif spoke, Guan Heng got up from his seat and ran towards the door: "A person with black hair and black eyes, right? I'll go out and find him for you right away."

"Don't let him run! The prophecy is about this kid!" Tony shouted without hesitation.

A spear suddenly blocked Guan Heng's path. "Black-haired man, if you dare take another step forward, I'll run you through!" Goddess Sif said coldly.

Guan Heng slowly turned around, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Tony Stark, you son of a bitch, you actually sold out your business partner and best friend! That's so disloyal! You know I hate trouble the most, yet you still took it on for me. What grudge do I have against you?"

Tony shrugged: "A friend is in trouble, and you want to sneak away? If you leave me here, wouldn't that be even more disloyal? Let's jump into the pit together, and no one gets out."

Guan Heng then said to Sif and Thor: "Great gods, I'm actually here purely by coincidence. I'm just an extra soy sauce party member. And there are plenty of people with black hair and black eyes you're looking for. They all live in Chinatown in the Manhattan South End. You can go look for them there."

With tears in his heart, Guan Heng secretly thought: "I'm truly sorry to my Huaxia compatriots, but I have no choice. I'm being forced."

"Ahem," Thor cleared his throat and said, "According to the divination of the Asgardian seer, the Eastern face we are looking for this time often wears a red mask."

Guan Heng's heart began to pound, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

"And the divination shows that the person just obtained immense wealth bestowed by the gods in a place surrounded by water," Sif added.

Guan Heng's eyes began to panic, sweating profusely.

"Most importantly, the divination said the most precious part of the wealth that person obtained is not jewelry," Thor said, "but revelations about ice and fire."

Tony added fuel to the fire from the side: "That's right, it's talking about Guan Heng! I saw it with my own eyes, ironclad evidence!" Guan Heng slumped back into his seat, muttering to himself: "Damn it! If I ever get a chance to go to Asgard, I'll definitely grab that seer and beat him up, then ask him, 'What grudge do I have against you? Why are you framing me like this?'"

Thor looked at him with earnest pleading: "Guan Heng, you are my only hope now. For the sake of our past friendship, help me. I will never forget your great kindness."

"Of course, we people of the divine realm are reasonable," Sif's tone remained icy, "If you don't want to do it, we won't force you."

"Not forcing me?" Guan Heng looked at the spear in Sif's hand, which was pointed at the tip of his nose. Sweat dripped down his head. "I've never seen such an inconsistent woman."

"Haha, Thor, my old friend," Guan Heng tilted his head, trying to stay away from the spear, "I promise to help. Hurry up and pull this fierce warrior woman away."

"Thank you, Guan Heng!" Thor was overjoyed. "You truly are my good friend. My father, Odin, is sleeping again. If he wakes up and finds out about this, I'll definitely be scolded to death. And we need to be quick. Father is borrowing sleep to recover his divine power right now. He is weak and helpless. I must return to Asgard as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute, let me sort out the sequence of events," Guan Heng touched his chin and thought, "It's obvious that the idiot who stole your trouser belt is definitely an acquaintance. It's not easy for ordinary people to move freely in and out of the Asgardian palace, let alone take the belt from your bedroom."

Guan Heng stood up from his seat and paced back and forth in the office. Suddenly, he looked up and said: "The belt is Thor's source of power. I deduce that the thief wants to make him deficient in kidney."

"Pfft, haha!" Tony burst out laughing at the remark.

"Shut up!" Sif glared at Tony, banging the ground with her spear. Tony quickly stopped laughing.

But Thor took this assumption seriously. He was still immersed in Guan Heng's analysis: "Who would be so bored? Besides, even without the belt, I'm still very brave. Don't you believe me? Ask him." He looked up at Sif, who was blushing furiously and glaring at him as if she wanted to kill him. Thor quickly shut his mouth.

"Hmm, this possibility is not very high," Guan Heng continued, "It only means someone stole the belt to make you anxious and leave Asgard. This is a stratagem to lure the tiger away from its mountain. But it's useless to talk about this now. We need to find a clue to Thor's belt, at least a general direction."

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. Guan Heng suddenly said: "I have an idea. Everyone, come with me." He then asked Thor and Sif: "Great gods, can your divine power cure headaches?"

Guan Heng was preparing to take Thor and Sif out when he saw Tony Stark wanting to follow. Guan Heng snorted, "I was betrayed by you this time, so I'm not taking you along. You stay here."

Tony had already changed into his armor. He said with a grin, "Old friend, one more person means more strength. Helping you now is my compensation for what happened earlier."

"Suit yourself," Guan Heng said with a smile. "But let's be clear, when disaster strikes, we each fend for ourselves. If you get into trouble, solve it yourself. Don't expect me to lend a hand to save you."

"Hahaha, we'll see who saves whom then!" Tony patted Guan Heng's shoulder. "I know you're all talk and soft-hearted. Iron Man knows Guan Heng's bluster well, because this friend has never abandoned him before."

A moment later, Guan Heng brought everyone to a villa he used to live in.

Bang! Guan Heng kicked the door open and shouted, "Simon Aleshek! You owe me a cent from your past life, and now I'm here to collect! Aren't you coming out to greet me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Simon scrambled out from a room on the second floor. He said to Guan Heng with a tearful face, "You bring trouble wherever you go!"

In the villa's living room, Guan Heng said sternly to everyone, "Everyone, I hope you will keep today's events strictly confidential. I don't want my friend Simon's abilities to spread. Only then can I rest assured that he will help Thor. Swear an oath now."

"I, Thor, hereby swear to keep all of Simon's secrets. If I break this oath, my divine power will be destroyed, and I will be eternally damned."

"I, Sif, Goddess of Earth and Harvest, hereby swear to keep all of Simon's secrets. If I break this oath, my divine power will be destroyed, and I will be eternally damned."

"I, Iron Man Tony Stark, hereby swear to keep all of Simon's secrets."

After everyone solemnly swore, Sif asked somewhat strangely, "Now that the oath has been made, how do you plan for him to help us find the lost item?"

"My friend Simon has a special ability that should help find some clues," Guan Heng explained. "However, he will suffer from severe headaches during the process. Does anyone have a way to help suppress his headache so he can use his ability?"

"That's easy," Sif said, casually pulling a strand of hair from her golden locks. "I am the Goddess of Earth and Harvest and possess extremely powerful healing abilities. I bestow this strand of my hair upon Mr. Simon, and he will not experience any pain. As long as I am alive, this protection will remain." As she spoke, she chanted an incantation, and the golden hair merged into Simon's hair. A flash of light quickly disappeared.

Chapter 0045: Starting from Here

So Sif's hair has this kind of function, Guan Heng thought. Her healing ability is incredibly powerful. I should ask her for a strand later, just in case.

At this moment, Simon was still standing there dumbfounded, muttering, "Heavens, the Norse gods are standing right in front of me. I... I can't believe my eyes."

Guan Heng patted his shoulder. "Come back to reality, old man! I've already cured your headache. Now it's time for you to repay us."

Simon snapped back to attention and asked somewhat blankly, "Can I help the gods? How?"

"How else? You have that one special skill," Guan Heng said with a pout. He then asked Thor, "Thor, what part of your clothing is closest to your trouser belt?"

Thor stroked his chin and replied, "Hmm, the position closest to the belt? Of course, it's the pants."

"That's right!" Guan Heng snapped his fingers and said with a dark, sinister grin, "Quickly tear off a piece of your pants and let my good brother Simon have a taste!"

Riiip! Thor tore off a strip of his pants as requested and handed it over.

"Come on, Simon, my friend," Guan Heng said with the tone of a salesman. "This is Thor's pants! You don't get to eat them every day. It's definitely a delicacy!"

Simon's eyes welled up with tears. "If it's really such a delicacy, why don't you eat it yourself?"

"Nonsense! I'm not into that, and I don't have your one-in-a-million Food Spirit User ability," Guan Heng snorted. "Even if I ate ten pairs of pants, it would be useless. Don't hesitate, eat up!"

Simon reluctantly, suppressing his nausea, threw the tattered remnants of Thor's Pants into his mouth and chewed. A flood of information fragments surged into Simon's mind. He had expected a splitting headache, but instead, a golden light flashed above his head, and the familiar, agonizing pain vanished.

"My head doesn't hurt anymore! This is amazing!" Simon exclaimed in surprise.

"Let's celebrate later. Tell me what you saw first," Guan Heng urged, eager for information.

"Um, well," Simon began to recall the fragments replaying in his mind. "Just now, I felt in my mind that in the Extreme North, there was a palace. Its structure was exceptionally grand, built with giant stones all around. The palace pillars resembled spears, and the roof was covered with shields and breastplates. There were several hundred gates in total. The west gate was guarded by wolves, and eagles circled in the sky. There was a blurry figure, holding a black belt, running."

At that moment, Guan Heng, Thor, and Sif's minds flashed with inspiration simultaneously. They exclaimed in unison: "Asgard, the Divine Realm Immortal Palace!"

"It seems the thief who stole the belt didn't leave the Immortal Palace with the stolen goods," Guan Heng slapped his palm, saying resentfully. "We need to make a trip to the Immortal Palace of the Divine Realm."

"Hey, Thor," Guan Heng called out loudly. "How did you descend to the mortal world?"

"Of course, through the Gate of the Immortal Palace, stepping over the Rainbow Bridge," Thor replied. "The gatekeeper is my brother-in-law, Heimdall. I gave him two bottles of Immortal Palace Fine Wine, and he opened the gate to let me and Sif out."

"Damn, the Immortal Palace Gatekeeper likes his drinks? The movies didn't mention that," Guan Heng cursed inwardly. "This crappy palace drama movie didn't provide any clues at all. I wasted sixty-five bucks buying a ticket to the cinema back then for nothing."

"Let's hurry outside," Guan Heng said, and everyone pushed open the door and walked onto the lawn outside the villa.

"Heimdall, in the name of Thor, the Thunder God, I command you to lower the Rainbow Bridge!" Thor shouted loudly towards the distant sky, calling out several times without any response.

"Oh no," Thor suddenly remembered something and clutched his head in regret. "I shouldn't have given him the wine."

Sif, standing beside him, also remembered. "That's right! My brother usually naps after drinking and won't wake up for days! What do we do now?" The goddess stomped her feet, anxious and angry.

"Let me! Your calls are too gentle!" Guan Heng shouted angrily at mid-air. "This old man is going to report to the Allfather, Odin, that Heimdall stole Frigg's underwear!"

"Who's badmouthing me in the lower realm?" Heimdall, possessing All-seeing All-hearing, rubbed his bleary, drunken eyes and roared, opening the immortal gate in mid-air. "Nonsense! That's slander!"

"Frigg is Odin's wife. If Guan Heng's words spread, Odin's Spear might flatten Heimdall."

"Since you heard me, hurry up and lower the Rainbow Bridge," Guan Heng said loudly to the gatekeeper. "Someone is hiding Thor's belt, luring the tiger away from its mountain. He's down here, and they're going to cause destruction in the Immortal Palace. If we return late, it will be a major disaster, just like Thor's banishment last time."

"What?" Upon hearing this, Heimdall in the sky, as well as Thor and Sif on the ground, were all greatly surprised. "So that's how it is. No one here is a fool. After careful analysis, Guan Heng's words actually make sense, both logically and emotionally."

Thor looked up at the sky and shouted, "Heimdall, send me back! Heimdall, hurry!"

One minute later, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. Directly above everyone, a colorful light, as brilliant as an aurora, suddenly appeared. With a hum, it enveloped everyone in a beam of light. Then, the figures of Guan Heng and the others all transformed into colorful light and disappeared.

Simon, standing at the doorway, was stunned for a moment before suddenly muttering to himself with a foolish grin, "The gods have all come out? Am I dreaming? I must be." Simon slapped himself hard. "Ouch! If this is a dream, why does it hurt so much?"

In the blink of an eye, everyone had arrived in Asgard via the colorful light beam. This was the Rainbow Bridge Teleportation Chamber. Standing by the teleportation array was a burly man wearing a Horned Helmet, with bulging muscles and clad in armor. It was precisely the Immortal Palace Gatekeeper, Heimdall.

"Hey, hey, my gods! Why are there so many stowaways?" Heimdall asked, looking flustered. "If Odin finds out, my job as gatekeeper will be ruined."

"Shut up, brother-in-law," Thor said impatiently. "I'll give you five bottles of Immortal Palace Brew later. That's the good stuff I've been saving."

"For you? But the risk involved... ten bottles would be more like it," Heimdall muttered.

"Ten bottles it is! Let's go!" Thor shoved the gatekeeper aside and turned to the crowd, shouting, "I have a bad feeling about this. Asgard is about to face trouble. Buddies, pick up the pace!"

Saying this, Thor took the lead, heading straight for Asgard with Guan Heng, Sif, and Iron Man.

The magnificent and majestic Asgard unfolded before Guan Heng's eyes. Countless magnificent buildings, the palaces resembling golden chimneys stuck together, the endless, roaring waterfall clusters, and the Rainbow Bridge that occasionally flashed with colorful light.

Guan Heng couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, the place where gods live is really something else."

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