The Q-version Richard's face fell, and he could only bow his head and admit his mistake.
I'm sorry, I was wrong!
[Hehehe~] Lucy laughed smugly, [I knew someone was up to something!]
[Quickly! Confess! Why are you locking me up in this strange and bizarre place?!]
The Q-version Richard remained silent, his mouth shut.
He didn't know how to answer Lucy for a moment...
Should I tell her that my Main Body and your Main Body made a cruel deal?
And you are now just a poor Xiao Bai. My Main Body wants to study the entire process of your 'becoming a god' or 'dying'.
Lucy didn't seem surprised by his silence; she raised her hand to grab again...
A blue particle suddenly appeared in front of the Q-version Richard.
[Is this what made me this way?]
The Q-version Richard caught the CPH4 pill and nodded, saying, "[Yes.]"
In the ensuing conversation, the chibi version no longer hid anything; he answered whatever Lucy asked.
[what is it?]
[CPH4...]
What is it used for?
[Promote your physical evolution, develop your brain.]
[As expected... to what extent can it help me evolve?]
[Become a god...]
[Wow, no wonder I've become so terrifying! So, have I become a god?]
I'm not sure...
[Huh?!] Lucy immediately became unhappy: [I can fly! I can control objects, Matter Reconstruction, manipulate space, and manipulate time!]
[The space you Main Body is both crude and rudimentary! I could shatter it with a flick of my finger!]
[You accelerate time by using that green power! But I... can accelerate or decelerate time with a single thought!]
[Isn't this considered becoming a god?]
[...] The Q-version Richard helplessly shrugged and said, "[I also want to know, if this doesn't count as becoming a god, then aren't all the so-called Deity in this world just a bunch of clowns.]"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of a certain stubborn, unyielding man who had lost his comrades, girlfriend, mother, father, and sister, and who remained oblivious even after the country was destroyed and his family perished...
Desert White Mist, Mjolnir Base restaurant.
Thor the God of Thunder was sitting there, looking very imposing, slurping up mouthfuls of noodles.
Suddenly, his slurping motion with the noodles froze.
Then he slowly opened his mouth wide, and a flash of terror crossed his earthquake-like pupils.
"Achoo! Achoo!!!"
With this earth-shattering sneeze, the half-bowl of noodles that Thor had just eaten instantly turned into a hail of 'bullets', spraying all over Fitz sitting opposite him.
Poor Fitz only had time to close his eyes before he was sprayed all over his head and face.
His chest heaved violently, and his breathing gradually became heavy.
Fitz kept his eyes closed, but his scientist's instincts told him he could clearly feel the warmth of the noodle 'remains' stuck to his head and face.
The noodles should be between 45°C and 50°C...
As he snorted, he seemed to catch a faint whiff of alcohol.
[ Thor got drunk before going to bed yesterday, and he didn't brush his teeth this morning...]
Then Fitz began to unconsciously analyze the noodles stuck in his hair, wondering what chemicals would be needed to clean them...
On the other side of the table, after sneezing, Thor hurriedly pushed the table aside and stood up.
'Squeak!'
The long alloy dining table was pushed aside by his immense strength.
'Clang!'
The chair he was sitting on was pushed to the ground and fell backward on the spot by those strong thighs.
'Thump!'
Fitz, sitting opposite, fared even worse. In an attempt to avoid the oncoming alloy dining table, he lost his balance and fell backward.
'Bang!'
That was the dull thud of the back of his head hitting the stone floor.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Thor apologized as he quickly walked around to the other side of the table.
"I'll help you up!" He reached out to pull Fitz up.
Fitz yelled, "Stop!"
Thor was taken aback by the sudden roar.
For over a thousand years, from childhood to adulthood, even his own father, Odin, the King of Gods, never roared at him that loudly...
Fitz quickly got up and shoved the noodles off his head and face in no time.
He then turned to Phil Coulson, who was sitting at the same table but had escaped unharmed, and bowed, saying, "Sorry, Captain, I'll be going now."
After saying that, he turned and ran away hurriedly.
Thor opened his mouth, but in the end, he watched Fitz's figure disappear through the doorway.
He turned to Phil Coulson and asked, "Is he angry?"
Phil Coulson:...
Isn't that obvious? Anyone would be angry in that situation!
But the other party is Asgard prince, their statuses are ultimately different...
Phil nodded. "It seems so."
Thor frowned and asked, "How am I supposed to apologize to him?"
Phil Coulson thought for a moment and suggested, "You could invite Fitz for a drink sometime and sincerely apologize."
" Fitz is a very kind boy, I think he will accept it."
"That sounds like a great idea!" Thor's eyes lit up. He wouldn't apologize, but drinking... he had a hand to it!
He nodded excitedly and said, "Thank you for your suggestion, Son of Coul."
"I'll go prepare the wine right away!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran away in a flash.
At the nearby dining table, Melinda May and Fox witnessed this tragedy firsthand.
Melinda said quietly, " Phil, are you sure that was a good idea?"
Phil Coulson was taken aback by her words: "May, is something wrong?"
"I accidentally offended you before, Andrew suggested I buy you a drink, so I did, and then we had a big meal together, before you forgave me."
"You..." Melinda sighed helplessly, rubbing her forehead. "Sigh~"
Fox, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Pfft... Hahaha~ That's hilarious!"
Phil Coulson tilted his head, looking completely bewildered.
He couldn't understand why one woman was sighing and rubbing her forehead, while the other was laughing hysterically...
Is it really that funny?
Seeing this, Melinda could only remind him, " Phil, Fitz is a scientist. He believes that alcohol damages his nerves and affects his thinking, so he never drinks a drop."
"Furthermore, Thor is from Asgard; he's the Asgardians God of Thunder, and he could drink all the alcohol on Earth all day long..."
Phil Coulson finally understood.
"Oh no!" The image of Fitz's tragic end flashed through his mind instantly.
Drink until you vomit?
Did it cause a stomach perforation?
Drinking himself to death on the spot?!
"I'll go stop Thor!" he blurted out, then hurriedly got up and chased after him.
Fox's unrestrained laughter instantly filled the huge restaurant.
"Hahaha~ Mei, you guys are hilarious!"
"I'm enjoying being with you guys more and more, hahaha~"
Melinda glanced at Fox, who was laughing so hard she was about to fall over, and shook her head helplessly, thinking to herself: Oh well, this is a good thing.
A small, unexpected incident brought some laughter and joy to the otherwise lifeless base.
Skye, the third person at the table, Skye put away her phone.
She quickly clicked save, then sent the video to more than a dozen different email addresses or servers...