A Pleasant Awkwardness (Thanks to the Friends Who Tipped These Past Two Days)

Rocket Raccoon talked tough on the surface, but the system betrayed him.

"Ding! Rocket Raccoon Trust: 10%. Luck Sharing: 10%."

Though the system's 10% prompt was not much, it showed that the raccoon at least believed him a little and was willing to take the risk.

"Think about what race you want to become first."

Next, Apocalypse turned to Gamora.

Gamora turned her face away and said coldly, "I don't lack anything. Just give me one billion credits and save your breath."

"What if I help you kill Ronan and Thanos? One billion credits isn't too much as payment, is it?"

Gamora's eye twitched, then she quickly recovered. She still said, "No need for your concern. I'll kill Thanos myself."

She spoke of killing him, but there was no killing intent in her heart.

If Gamora had the chance to kill Thanos right now, she might not actually be able to do it.

Gamora's feelings toward Thanos were complicated and contradictory.

She knew full well that he was the enemy of her people and deserved to be torn to pieces.

Yet because Thanos had raised her since childhood, she still held a fatherly affection for him.

After all, children did not possess such unshakable convictions. Whoever they grew up with naturally became the person they felt closest to.

And Thanos was even more ruthless. He had truly devoted himself to Gamora, pouring his genuine feelings into her as if she were his own daughter.

Yet he had done so with an ulterior motive.

He had spent decades cultivating a real father-daughter bond, only to exchange it for the Soul Stone.

Because the sole condition for obtaining the Soul Stone was to trade one's most beloved person for it.

Although Red Skull, the guardian of the Soul Stone, had not clearly