Does Watching a Show Need a Purpose?

Thor looked at the can in front of him. He knew what cola was, and he knew what a can was.

But what the hell was that pathetic logo printed on this one?!

After hesitating for a moment, he copied Xiao Han and poured the bubbling brown liquid into his mouth.

A spicy, sweet, and intensely stimulating flavor exploded across his taste buds.

"Cough, cough... What the hell is this?!" He started coughing after choking on it.

"Midgard mead? It tastes pretty good."

"Liquid happiness for shut-ins. Don't tell me you've never had it." Kara leaned lazily against a graffiti-covered pillar and corrected him.

"Looks like entertainment really is scarce in your Asgard."

Loki did not touch the drink. He merely fixed Xiao Han with wary eyes.

He could sense that this seemingly harmless man was the core of the group—and the source of all these unbelievable events.

"You..." Loki's voice was slightly hoarse as he struggled to organize his words.

"Who exactly are you? You seem to know everything that happened to us?"

"Us?" Xiao Han stood up and spread his hands, a grin on his face that said he loved watching things blow up.

"We're tourists, here sightseeing. As for you lot—the mess Red Skull created with Professor X's brain, the Axis—we obviously know about it. In fact, we just finished watching your civil war and came over to see what happened next."

Those casually spoken words made Loki's heart clench.

They did not merely know. They had even called that world-ending disaster a civil war?

That meant this group before them had been watching everything they had gone through from some unknown corner since the very beginning.

"Alright, let bygones be bygones." Xiao Han waved his hand.

He walked over to the battered brothers, studied them with