"Damn it!"
"It seems that there is no way I can compete with Thor in the power of lightning!"
"Want to visit somewhere else?"
Loki was unwilling to try a few more times. The more stairs he climbed, the greater the intensity of the thunder and lightning. Although he tried his best to endure the sting, numbness and heat of the thunder and lightning, his identity as a mage still destined him to not have the willpower like Thor.
Even if he endured it, Loki didn't walk up many steps. His instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages made him unable to help but escape.
"Thor... Don't be complacent, I will definitely surpass you!"
Taking a last hard look at this mountain of thunder and lightning, the winding snakes on it made Loki tremble subconsciously.
Looking up, Thor was still nowhere to be seen, and Loki finally gave up the idea of competing with Thor.
There are other places you can try slowly, there is no need to fight to the end here!
"Ah--!!!"
Just when Loki turned to leave, he seemed to hear a roar, but then it was drowned out by the roar of the Razer.
Loki's gaze almost pulled his body in the direction of the mountain peak again, but in the end he just grinned and walked outside Thunder Domain based on the information in his mind.
First Heaven, a deserted corner.
An RV was parked alone here.
Sunlight coming from nowhere filled the surrounding land, and twisted air rolled on the ground.
A man in a suit and tie was sitting at the door of the car, in a daze.
Taking a closer look, the man's clothes were ruffled, the tie around his neck was missing, and the collar was casually opened, revealing his strong chest.
His face was greasy and yellow, his hair was messy, and his whole person showed a hint of exhaustion.
Only the occasional flash of light in his eyes can tell how powerful he is.
"Where is this place... or is it on Earth?"
The man's mouth moved slightly, as if he was asking, but he seemed to be simply talking to himself.
This man is none other than Grant Ward, the guy who monitors the Li Ge base.
After being admitted here by Apocalypse, Grant tried all the contact methods. Obviously, he failed.
After that, Grant also tried to use his geographical knowledge to determine the direction here, wanting to know where he was.
As a result, there was no Sun here at all, and those cacti or plants he could find were completely inconsistent with the growth rules he knew.
This left him with no way to start, so he could only continue to expand the search area around the base vehicle, trying to find traces of humans.
Then Grant was constantly disappointed, and kept expanding the search scope, and so on.
After almost exhausting the food carried in the car, Grant had to give up the idea of searching further away and returned here.
There is no way around this. After all, Grant doesn't want to become a real savage. At least this base vehicle can serve as a qualified shelter.
Grant After this period of trying, he already had some suffocating guesses about where he is now.
"Isn't this an independent world?"
"Or... it was simply created by Li Ge!"
Grant looked up at the sky with an expressionless face. It was an ordinary blue color and bright sunshine, but... there was no Sun.
Although Grant discovered this anomaly at the beginning, he subconsciously ignored this detail and deceived himself and tried other methods. Grant finally forced himself to accept this incredible fact.
I don't know why, Grant always feels that the environment here is unnatural, as if it has been carefully designed.
Picking up a stone from the ground, Grant gently rubbed it with his fingers. The rough texture seemed to be no different from an ordinary stone.
But when he brought the stone close to his eyes and looked carefully, the unnatural feeling could not go away.
It's like using animation to represent things in reality, it's unreal no matter how you look at it.
This is also an important reason why Grant feels that this is the creation of Li Ge.
Because he had seen a place that gave him the same feeling - that was the base of Li Ge.
"I have met the true God!"
He sighed feebly and threw the stone away. Grant had given up on the idea of returning to Earth from here on his own. The most important thing for him now was to survive here.
Grant's eyes were focused on the various supplies he had gathered together in the car.
Several firearms, packs of bullets, a knife, some emergency medical equipment, and bottles of water.
This is all he has now.
Picking up a bottle of water and licking his dry lips, Grant resisted the desire to drink water. He just took a small sip to moisten his throat a little, and then quickly screwed on the bottle cap.
In this strange place, water is the most precious thing, and Grant doesn't dare to waste it at all.
"Gu~!"
Grant's stomach made an untimely sound. He frowned and glanced at the supplies. There was no food at all.
Originally, there was only some uneaten pizza left in the car, which was used to replenish energy while Grant was searching around. Now he has run out of food.
Even the water was saved by Grant just in case he was thirsty.
Grant turned his eyes away and scanned the wasteland in front of him. When he saw those tall cacti, his eyes lit up.
Grant has carefully searched the surroundings. Although he did not find traces of human activities as expected, he did see a lot of cacti.
After his analysis, he found that these cacti were all edible varieties, not those that looked delicious but were actually highly poisonous.
This made Grant breathe a sigh of relief.
Because during this period of time, he did not find any other creatures except himself. Even the scorpions and lizards that often appeared in the wasteland had no trace at all.
If these cacti are not edible, Grant feels that he can start looking for a suitable tomb for himself.
Picking up the dagger, Grant quickly came to the nearest cactus, looked at the thick but rough-looking root, and finally stopped at the tender part on it.
Carefully holding the non-thorny part, the dagger easily cut off the cactus.
Back in front of the car, Grant placed the cactus on a clean stone, pressed the muzzle of a gun against the surface of the cactus, and cut off the sharp spikes neatly.
Without changing places, he directly cut the cactus, which looked like peeled fruit, into suitable sizes on the stone, picked it up with a dagger and stuffed it into his mouth.
Crisp and refreshing, rich in juice, and qualified carbohydrates.
"Oh--!"
Although there is no danger of starving to death, Grant still cannot be happy. Such days may be his future life.