Asgard.
The Asgardian Palace, having survived the catastrophe, was still bustling with activity.
The Galaxy Guard Corps members fully showcased the advantages of "many hands make light work" and "superior technical skills."
They were enthusiastically helping the Asgardians repair buildings and clear away rubble.
Rocket even directed several engineers to modify the Asgardian Palace's defensive turrets.
Calling it a "technical upgrade."
When in reality, he wanted to see if he could pocket some rare materials.
Just then, a scarred spaceship slowly descended.
The hatch opened, and Thor rushed out first with an excited look on his face.
Behind him came Loki, whose face was still somewhat pale but whose eyes were utterly different.
And Heimdall, silent yet resolute.
"Brother! Come on, give me a hug! Uh... never mind."
Thor was so excited he nearly gave Su Ming a bear hug.
But recalling the terrifying sight of him tearing Thanos apart with his bare hands.
He held himself back.
"You can even pull Heimdall and Loki back from the brink of death!
Then...
Could you..."
He looked hopefully toward the bodies of the Asgardian warriors who had fallen fighting Hela and the undead army in the distance.
"...could you bring them back too? Asgard needs every loyal warrior!"
Before Su Ming could speak.
Purple Jewel flashed from Wanda's side into Su Ming's arms.
Tilting her head, she answered for him in a crisp voice.
"No, One-Eyed Uncle.
Their 'threads' are all broken. They can't be stuck back together.
The ends of these two's threads were still glowing, so Daddy could reconnect them."
Su Ming shrugged helplessly.
Then said to Thor.
"That's basically it.
If they just died, or still have a breath left in them, I can try.
If they're completely dead, their souls could be anywhere. There's nothing I can