"When Wanda and I were in the Zombie Universe, we encountered a Metahuman are extremely rare in the multiverse."
Thor turned his head and looked at Tony, who was standing in front of the holographic projection platform.
Tony didn't even look up; his fingers moved rapidly across the semi-transparent panel, dragging groups of Celestials energy data into categorized folders.
How rare can it be?
Tony pursed his lips and tapped the screen twice heavily with his finger.
"Can it turn into a huge, green giant, or shrink to the size of an ant? Or perhaps become a hedgehog covered in sharp spines?"
Tony raised his hand and tapped the nanoreactor on his chest.
"The protagonist of 'Shocking Point' is currently preoccupied with how to deal with those giant, armored aliens. Ordinary mutant stunts don't interest me at all."
Thor leaned back in his chair, resting one hand on the armrest, his fingertips rhythmically tapping the metal surface.
"Those collected in Frost City now are all time criminals who were previously cut by the Time Variance Authority. There are all sorts of talented people among them."
Thor paused, then turned to look at the Gladiator patrolling on the control panel screen.
"Of course, most of them only know how to fight; their other abilities are... well, let's just say they're not that great."
Tony turned off the holographic panel and crossed his arms.
"Except for that Spider-Man who sells hot dogs."
Thor added.
"Their hot dog grilling skills are pretty good for a small town like Frost City. At least every day there's a long line of people waiting to buy the Spider-Man hot dog."
Tony rolled his eyes and leaned back against the workbench.
"Let a mutated high school student who can swing between buildings grill hot dogs? Your talent utilization rate in the Knowhere is truly worrying. Does he use spider webs to hang sausages over a fire to grill them?"
Thor ignored Tony's complaints, leaned forward, and rested his hands on his chin.
"But you've definitely never seen anything like this before."
Thor raised his right index finger and gently waved it in mid-air.
"The other party can open portals between multiple universes at will. That's the girl's own ability."
Thor lowered his hand, his fingertips tracing a straight line on the table.
"It's not technology, not magic, and not Mutants gene mutation. It's purely an inherent attribute of the rules."
The moment the words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the laboratory changed instantly.
Reed whirled around, dropping the data tablet in his hand to the ground with a crisp thud.
"Opening multiverse portals at will? Without any equipment or assistance?"
Reed strode up to Thor, speaking rapidly.
"This violates the basic theory of space folding! Traveling through the multiverse requires enormous energy; how could the body of a carbon-based life form withstand this level of tearing?"
Valeria's reaction was more intense than her father's.
She sprang up from the control panel, leaped over two chairs, and rushed to Thor.
He gripped Thor's arms tightly with both hands and shook them violently.
Where is she? Take me to see her!
Valeria jumped up and down with excitement, her golden ponytail swinging back and forth behind her head.
"This is practically a natural anchor point for the multiverse! Once we analyze her genetic sequence and energy circuits, we can directly locate any parallel universe! That'll keep me studying for a very long time!"
Susan stepped out from behind Reed, reached out and grabbed Valeria by the back of her collar, pulling her back half a step.
" Val."
Susan straightened her face, her tone gentle yet stern.
"They are people, not objects. They can't be used as research subjects."
Valeria pulled her hand away from Susan's and pouted.
"I'm just extracting a small energy sample; I'm not going to dissect her. What else can I do? Leave such excellent research material untouched?"
Doom stood in the shadows and gave a cold snort.
" Susan, you're meddling too much."
Doom stood with his hands behind his back, his metal mask reflecting a cold light.
" Valeria wants to conduct research, Doom will naturally help her bring the people over. Any moral constraints that hinder scientific progress are merely excuses for the weak."
Reed immediately turned his head and looked directly at Doom.
" Victor, this isn't a moral issue. An individual who can freely traverse the multiverse is an extremely unstable spacetime bomb! If her abilities get out of control, it could trigger a collision between two universes!"
Tony was completely uninvolved in the three's family ethics and academic debate.
He turned his head and looked at Dr. Banner standing to the side.
"Did you hear that, Banner? Your rarity has dropped."
Banner had his hands in the pockets of his white coat, completely ignoring Tony.
Tony, finding it uninteresting, turned to look at Strange was leaning against the broken wall.
"Hey! Holmes the magician!"
Tony raised his right hand and pointed at Strange.
"The only thing you're actually useful is going to be replaced. What are your thoughts on that?"
Strange straightened up and dusted off his mage robes.
The dark circles under his eyes were so thick and noticeable.
Performing surgeries to pay off debts during the day and practicing magic at night, this high-intensity, non-stop work left him looking completely exhausted.
Strange remained unmoved by Tony's taunts.
Remember to give me my money.
After Strange uttered those words...
Tony froze in mid-air.
He immediately lowered his hand and covered the chest of his armor.
The debt bill for tens of tons of Vibranium flashed through my mind.
Tony never really cared about money.
But now, the thought of giving a large sum of money to this guy who only knows magic, and whose magic level is almost the same as his own, made him feel a pang of heartache.
"Mara Law School."
Tony muttered a curse under his breath and turned away from Strange.
Strange formed a hand seal, and a golden Chains of Cyttorak flashed past his fingertips.
"If you don't want to pay me back, I wouldn't mind hanging you from the roof of Stark Industries Tower with this chain."
Tony scoffed.
"You think your half-baked magic tricks are enough? My anti-magic armor is already in the testing phase. Next time we meet, I'll show you what true technological superiority looks like."
"Oh no, your magic level doesn't seem to be much better than mine, tsk tsk tsk..."
Strange didn't argue further, but just stared at him coldly.
"Money."
He repeated it again.
Tony waved his hand impatiently.
"I understand, I understand! Stark never owes debts!"
Wanda emerged from the shadows beside the console.
She was wearing a dark red trench coat and walked to Thor's side.
I'll go see Pietro.
Wanda spoke softly.
Thor turned his head and looked at Wanda.
"OK."
Thor raised his hand and patted Wanda on the shoulder.
"Remember to make that kid really envious."
Wanda nodded.
"Good."
She raised her hands, and crimson Chaos Magic swirled around her fingertips.
A red ripple spread through the air.
Wanda stepped into the ripples and disappeared into the laboratory.
Thor withdrew his gaze, instantly releasing his mental energy.
An invisible wave, centered on the laboratory, quickly enveloped the entire Knowhere.
Destroyed spaceship wreckage on a mountain of garbage.
Metal streets in Frost City.
Magneto is manipulating several tons of steel bars to build a new building framework in mid-air.
Emma Frost sat in the leather chair in the city lord's mansion, flipping through the documents in her hands.
Betsy leaned against the corner of the wall, wiping the psionic blade in her hand.
Every inch of space was scanned within his sensory network.
He accurately captured every subtle energy fluctuation and the breathing frequency of every living being.
This absolute sense of control is a direct manifestation of the power of the laws.
He carefully discerned each aura.
There was indeed no trace of Black Swan.
Thor withdrew his mental energy, stretched his neck, and his joints made a crisp cracking sound.
This traitor is probably off investigating something.
There's no rush anyway.
If the other party wants to resurrect their family members, they will eventually have to find them.
Thor stood up and pushed his chair away.
He raised his right hand.
A blinding blue light shone from my fingertips.
He brought his index and middle fingers together and forcefully drew a line in the air in front of him.
The air made a piercing, tearing sound.
A pale blue crack appeared out of nowhere.
The edges of the crack flickered with violent spatial turbulence.
Thor flicked his wrist, and the turbulence instantly subsided.
The crack widened to both sides, forming a two-meter-high spatial portal.
The edges of the door were perfectly smooth, with no energy leaking out.
The world behind the door was clearly revealed to everyone.
Thor stepped through the door.
My feet were on the dusty asphalt road.
All around were collapsed buildings and rusty car wrecks.
A girl wearing a denim jacket was sitting on the hood of an abandoned car ten meters ahead.
The girl had curly hair, and her clothes were stained with mud and dried blood.
Hearing the noise, the girl turned her head sharply.
The girl tensed up, her hands instinctively rising in a defensive stance.
She only relaxed when she saw that the person who came out was Thor.
His tense shoulders slumped.
She jumped off the hood, her feet kicking up a small cloud of dust as she landed.
He reached out and patted the dirt off his jeans.
He raised his head and looked directly at Thor.
"I thought you'd forgotten about our deal."