It is said that alcohol can stimulate human emotions the most, allowing them to open up their hearts and show their true side, and bring them closer to each other.
In Kamar-Taj's room, three people and one Rocket Raccoon were sitting around the table.
There are steaming Nine-Square Grid Hotpot on top, and there are various dipping sauces on the small plates, as well as thinly sliced beef, mutton, seafood and vegetables.
"It smells so good!"
Thor took a big gulp of Hongxing Erguotou, boiled a few slices of beef, mixed with the taste of sesame sauce and sweet chili sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth Barry.
This Asgardian has never seen much of the world in terms of food.
Fried chicken and beer, a bucket for the whole family every day.
In this way, the same taste can satisfy Thor and make him addicted.
Occasionally order an extra pizza to reward yourself for playing games every day and greeting your teammates.
It can be seen that Thor has low food requirements.
Celestial Empire flavor hot pot is a new experience for him.
Especially the Hongxing Erguotou with Asgard thousand-year-old wine is simply fascinating.
"Only a crazy person would like this stuff."
Rocket Raccoon has a special liking for shrimp sliders and sashimi. He jumped from Thor's shoulder to Old Wang's head and took a symbolic sip of high-strength liquor in the cup with a look of disgust on his face.
Apparently hard liquor wasn't to his liking.
"Little rabbit, what do you know! This is what a man should drink! Old Wang! Come and have a drink!"
Thor, who was in high spirits, hooked Old Wang, who was accompanying him, and the two of them had a drink.
The latter looked reluctant. He was not as strong as Asgardian and could drink liquor as water.
Especially the high-purity spirits with added ingredients, just one sip can make people feel drunk.
"So, Strange is still staying at Titan?"
Old Wang scratched his head. He was more concerned about Doctor Strange's situation than these uninvited guests.
"He will come back with the portal soon, you don't have to worry at all."
Luke replied.
He kept moving his hands and threw a few slices of beef into Jiugonggri.
Old Wang's craftsmanship is indeed good, especially the dipping sauce is well prepared, which is the soul of hot pot.
"So what's all this about?"
In fact, Old Wang still doesn't understand what happened.
He was erased by a the Snap and turned into ashes.
It feels like taking a nap, and after waking up, my thoughts and memories are still stuck at the previous second.
All they knew was that Dr. Banner informed them that Thanos was coming.
Later, Strange was hijacked by Black Order and boarded the donut-like spaceship.
When he was about to gather the power of Kamar-Taj and Three Sanctuaries to rescue his own Sorcerer Supreme, his consciousness returned to darkness.
It's like being knocked unconscious with a stick, and you have no idea what happened next.
When he woke up again, Old Wang saw the two guys sitting in front of him, as well as the raccoon.
"Old Wang, add some good wine to the whole hot pot, today is worth celebrating! We saved the world... No, we saved the universe."
This is the opening line of that unfamiliar face.
They are quite familiar with each other, and they don't regard themselves as outsiders at all.
If he didn't know Thor and knew that the other party was Asgardian, Old Wang might have regarded them as intruders.
"It's a long, complicated story."
Luke took a sip of Erguotou, and the spicy feeling ran down the tip of his tongue.
"When Strange comes back, let him talk to you in detail."
Forty minutes later, I was full of wine and food, and enjoyed the meal to the fullest.
Of course, it's up to Old Wang to clean up the mess.
"By the way, remember to tell Strange and ask him to come to S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters to find me."
Luke put down his chopsticks with satisfaction, picked up the drunk Thor with one hand, and carried the round-bellied Rocket Raccoon with the other hand, preparing to say goodbye.
The former was holding Rocket Raccoon with runny nose and tears in his arms, telling him how much he missed his parents.
The snot and tears were all smeared on the raccoon's fur, driving the latter crazy.
As for Old Wang, he felt dizzy even when he walked.
Not to mention cleaning up the mess, tidying up the desktop, even taking a step out of the door.
Seeing how poorly these people drank, Luke shook his head.
His original intention was to wait for Doctor Strange to come back and discuss the matter of cross-universe teleportation with him in detail.
The research and manufacture of space-time machines must be left to Iron Man and Dr. Banner.
Doctor Strange Strange, mainly responsible for adding details.
Luke doesn't want something to go wrong and stray into other universes.
It's normal and maybe acceptable.
If you were teleported to Zombie Universe and faced with superhero zombies all over the world, you would feel numb just thinking about it.
In particular, Marvel also changed the universe, Avengers, and all the villains became women.
If you run over by yourself and face the older technical geek Iron Man, the intimate big sister Captain America, the strong and fit She-Hulk, the powerful and passionate Mighty Thor...
Hiss!
Simply awesome!
Therefore, you must be cautious when facing cross-universe teleportation.
A week later, S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Chaos breeds and crime spreads freely America, finally a little order is restored.
At least, vicious incidents like vandalism, looting, burning and zero-yuan purchases are decreasing, and everyone is starting to return to their original life trajectory.
The superhero finally took time out of his busy schedule to maintain social security and began to solve the problem of Luke.
"This is the universe model I built. According to the coordinate data you provided me, and the details added by the guy Strange... To be honest, I can't quite understand the magic, dimensions, boundaries, etc. he said. That's so awesome!"
Tony said vaguely with a pen in his mouth.
"Now Banner and I, as well as that old man Hank-Pym - yes, he took the initiative to ask for help, probably for your sake, Superman, the most Great Hero in the universe."
Iron Man is used to talking and talking, and the topic deviates from the main line.
Dr. Banner next to him stretched out his finger and swiped a few times on the tablet to bring up the universe model.
He took over from Iron Man and continued, "The biggest problem we face is how to establish a stable and clear coordinate system, and then set this universe as the anchor point to avoid errors that may lead to irreparable consequences, such as getting you lost in the turbulence of time and space."
"Secondly, we don't know the exact coordinates of your universe, which brings the research on teleportation machines to a standstill."
"It's like a flight route, only Qidian, but no end point."
Luke crossed his arms, stared at the projected universe model, frowned and asked, "Is there any suitable solution?"
Marvel World's scientific geniuses can always solve all kinds of troubles.
From the destruction of the multiverse to the development of home robots.
If you put it outside, you may study difficult subjects that will not yield results for a lifetime.
For Iron Man and Dr. Banner, there are also characters like Hank-Pym.
It's basically just a matter of making up a formula, calculating data, and then having a flash of inspiration.
"I thought you would be more surprised, like showing a disappointed or sad expression."
Iron Man, who said he was going to retire, curled his lips and said, "After discussions between Banner and I, we worked out a... not very reliable plan."
"Friday has been simulated and tested repeatedly. From more than 20 vague answers, we found a transmission route with a relatively high accuracy, which is about 60% probability."
Luke raised his eyebrows.
Consider whether to accept it.
According to Murphy's Law, if there is a possibility that things will go bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.
In other words, if he is an unlucky guy, he will unfortunately be involved in a gender-changing universe where all the people are effeminate, or a wasteland universe where people survive at the end of the world.
No matter how hesitant it is, it will always move towards that destined trajectory.
"I haven't finished speaking yet, Uncle Cahill."
Iron Man gradually accepted that Superman was his Godfather plus the uncle next door. A while ago, he even brought Pepper to him as a way to meet his elders.
After all, his father passed away early, and the only person he trusted, Obadiah-Stan, betrayed him.
The only person who can be called an elder is probably Superman - although Luke looks quite young, according to him, he is also a centenarian at the same time as Captain America.
"Then you continue."
Luke nodded.
Iron Man cleared his throat and said, "In order to improve the accuracy and reduce risks, that guy Strange proposed the idea of setting up a transfer station."
"In other words, if you take this cross-universe teleportation train, you can get off at other places along the way. By collecting the coordinate data of the current universe, you can better determine your position."
"If an accident occurs, the probability of successful return is relatively high."
Transfer station?
Luke looked confused.
ps: Amway's book "I Built a Starship from Scrap Iron", Warhammer Greenskin Technology, Han Yue, as a great warlord, great technology tyrant, and great evangelist of Waaagh, returned to the Blue Star and inherited the unreasonable Waaagh energy of the green-skinned orcs. You can ignore the laws and regulations of physics just by thinking about them.
ps2: Probably... more. I resigned myself to my fate. It was really not even twelve o'clock and there was nothing in my mind.