650. I Died, Alas, I Lived Again

"Thor! Thor!"

Peter hurried into the crowd on the dance floor and found Thor, who was wearing a vest and drinking with two women. He was laughing happily, perhaps because the two ladies were very much to his taste.

"Thor, I need to talk to you!"

"Oh! If it isn't Peter!"

Not only did Thor ignore him, he even wrapped an arm around him and pulled him into his embrace, then began introducing him to the two ladies. "Ladies! Allow me to introduce you! This is the captain of this ship, Peter Quill, known as Star-Lord!"

The woman on the left covered her mouth in surprise, her blue skin turning pink. "Ah, I've heard your name, Captain."

She smiled and reached out to shake Peter's hand, her fingers lightly scratching his palm twice. Peter awkwardly pulled his hand back—he did not want to be unfaithful to Gamora.

The woman on the right looked at him for quite a while before saying with certainty, "Mm, I've seen you before. I've definitely seen you."

"Yes, I'm pretty famous. But we can talk about all that later. Sorry, ladies, I need to borrow Thor for a bit."

He gave two dry laughs, then dragged Thor toward the cockpit.

Thor, whose temper had been gradually improving, did not blame him for disturbing his leisure time. He simply took another drink and asked, "What happened? Did the ship run into another black hole? Wasn't it because the autopilot broke last time that we crashed into one? And wasn't that thing already fixed?"

"No, no."

Peter hurriedly pressed his hand to the authentication screen on the cockpit door. As he waited for verification to pass, he spoke at breakneck speed. "You have to see it for yourself. I mean it, Thor, you have to see it