Salomon felt that his plan didn't require much change. For a naive and romantic guy like Saul, he believed that Jack Danny's brewing barrel would be enough to send him away. If he could, he wanted to steal a bottle of honey from the banquet. At that time, the poor blonde baby might need comfort from his hometown. He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the pitiful look of the big guy.

"Don't act too gloat," said the Supreme Master, "Asgard is our partner."

"If Thor still looks like that, he will not be our partner, but our enemy. Moreover, I think my personality will not be able to get along with Thor." Salomon said, "Anyway, there are candidates for Asgard's throne, aren't he?"

The Supreme Master looked at his disciples and always felt that there was something in Salomon's words. The Venerable thought that Salomon refers to Loki, but in fact, Salomon refers to Hela, the goddess of death. If Odin's parenting plan fails, he would rather form an alliance with Hela, provided that he can tie with Hela. Hela, who grew up in blood, symbolizes Odin's most cruel side, and just like Salomon, he will also represent the cruelest and ruthless side of the Supreme Master.

"The attitude of another heir is even worse." The Venerable turned his head and watched the heroic soldiers evacuate the civilians. "Only iron and blood can make another heir accept you, just like I did when I faced Odin. If you feel that you can handle it, it is worth a try, because the challenges we face in the future are very difficult. We need a strong helper, and this helper does not have to be Thor."

"We should still have time, teacher." Salomon stroked the blue gem on the index finger ring with his right thumb. "I have already figured out how to deal with the future. Although it is not what many people want to see, our future is always accompanied by the passage of life, whether it is our own or others. But only those who are enlightened can open up a bright path in the dark wilderness. Perhaps at the worst case, my life will end, but isn't our responsibility to open up a path that should lead to a bright future for mankind?"

This is not a beautiful word, but the side effects of the memory of the Sacred Marks. The disappearance of countless lives made Salomon begin to ignore his own and others' lives. This side effect will become more and more serious as he grows older. The latter is still limited under the rules of the Kama Taj precepts. Salomon has not yet had the blood of innocent people, but this situation will not last long, because there will always be something forcing him to do; as for the former, he will not cherish his life like ordinary time travelers, and he will not hesitate when it is time to sacrifice himself. This idea is undoubtedly extremely crazy for the extremely selfish "Fourth Natural Disaster".

Although the Supreme Master wanted to let Salomon bear the darkest and bloody side when he adopted Salomon, when he heard these words say it from Salomon, the Supreme Master's calm expression was still clouded. Not only because Salomon's thoughts were too precocious, but also because the Supreme Master did not want Salomon to ascend to the seventh throne of hell so early. Phoenix in Kama Taj reminded the Supreme Master all the time that Salomon was still in a thousand, two hundred years of reincarnation.

"I hope you have a happy life, but I also hope you will take on the worst things and bear what I have to bear. I know it's very contradictory." The Venerable said, "I'm sorry, Salomon, you're only fifteen years old, you shouldn't have such thoughts at such an age, and now you haven't inherited my title, which is not what you have to bear now. I thought full-time schools could give you the way of thinking of your peers, but now it seems that I'm wrong."

"I know what I should do now, and I understand what I should do in the future. Teacher, you don't need to be sorry." Salomon said with a smile, "Everyone should take responsibility. I am your disciple, and this is also my responsibility. I know that this holy mark is not a gift, I don't care about any bullshit paradise, but Kama Taj is my home. Although there is no heating in this home, it is always cold in the middle of the night and it snows every day,... that's still my home. What's more, there are people I love and people who love me in this world, which is enough. There are always some things that are more important than life."

"I'm very satisfied, Salomon, I'm really satisfied." said the Supreme Master. "Now, there's no need to continue watching. Odin has arranged the things he will come. If things go well, Thor will grow. And I will also provide you with an opportunity. At the right time, you will face another heir to Asgard, and you have to bear the risks you have to do."

"I can, teacher." Salomon said with his head down, "I have the awareness to take on all this."

After Friga commanded the heroic soldiers to guard the Immortal Palace, when he looked back, the Supreme Mage and Salomon had disappeared from the spot. The queen took a deep breath and turned around to arrange the maids around her to prepare to welcome Odin who had returned from the treasure house. The Supreme Mage had done what she could, and it depends on Odin's arrangements next.

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In the small town of Pointe Antigor in New Mexico, it was night, and a RV was parked in the desert. The car did not turn off and the headlights were still on.

A woman was sitting among a bunch of instruments, holding a pen in her hand, calculating parameters. She turned around and patted the seat. Daisy Louise, who was sitting in the driver's seat, pursed her mouth and turned off the headlights. Astrophysicist Jane Foster held an unknown instrument in her hand and drilled out of the roof of the car and placed the instrument on the roof. Her teacher, Eric Shavig, also drilled out, watching his students busy.

After a while, the number of watch reader in Jane Foster's hand returned to zero, and the night sky in New Mexico was still bright, and anyone could clearly see every star in the sky. The weather, which should have been popular among astronomy enthusiasts, made Jane Foster a little angry because it was not the scene she expected.

"Wait and see." She was still looking forward to it.

"Can I listen to the radio?" asked Daisy Louise.

"No!" This proposal was rejected by Jane Foster without hesitation. Daisy Louise retracted her driver's seat with a depressed face. She was a Jane Foster's intern, but she was not a student in astrophysics, because Jane Foster, who had been studying this topic that ordinary people thinks is a fantasy, could not find an intern to share her work. All students in astrophysics majors know that Jane Foster's topic will not be fruitful. They privately called Jane Foster "madman".

But it just so happened that Daisy Louise needed credits, otherwise she would need to take the course again. Jane Foster also needed an intern who could help, so the two hit it off. As it turned out, Jane Foster had no problem with his vision - although Daisy Louise couldn't help with calculations and could not understand her theory, she could tell at a glance that Daisy was a good player in moving things - because Daisy Louise had been burdened with things that made her shoulders sore since her adolescence.

"Jane, you can't keep going like this." Eric Shavig advised kindly, but this undoubtedly made Jane Foster's mood worse.

"The predictions of the first seventeen times can be accurate to seconds!" Jane Foster jumped back to her seat irritably, flipping through the experimental records of the first seventeen times, trying to find out the reason for her mistake.

"Jane, you are an astrophysicist, not a storm-chasing madman." Eric Shavig refers to a group of people driving to chase tornadoes in the U.S. hurricane belt. These "storm knights" have always enjoyed chasing hurricanes. In his opinion, it is somewhat unrealistic to associate astrophysics with storms on Earth. His students are one of them. But Jane Foster hurriedly refuted.

"I told you," she said. "These atmospheric disturbances are related to my research. Eric, if I weren't 100% sure, I wouldn't have you fly over from England."

Eric Shavig sighed.

Daisy Louise couldn't understand what her mentor was saying. She only knew that her shoulders were sore, because today she brought all the instruments into the car, and Jane Foster couldn't help at all. Suddenly, she saw the strangeness of the sky in the distance in the rearview mirror of the RV. It was a blue aurora that penetrated the clouds. The strong wind blew from the sky, and the clouds kept surging like waves. Large rays of light illuminated the desert in the dark, and emitted bright blue light columns in the dust. Although this was different from what she expected, Jane Foss still quickly urged the interns to drive and drive towards the storm.

They saw a black hurricane falling from the sky, and all the silent sand was swept up, and the fine sand slapped on the car window. Daisy Louise slammed the steering wheel hard and tried to drive away from this place.

"What are you doing?!" Jane Foster, holding the DV in his hand, shouted.

"I don't want to die here for the six credits in the school!" Daisy widened her eyes. Credits are one thing. At worst, it's a re-repair, but once you lose your life, it's gone! But Jane Foster grabbed the steering wheel and tried to drive the car back. The intern shouted, "That's just a storm, not a man! Why are you so anxious to pounce on it!"

Suddenly, the center of the black tornado lit up, and a ray of light spiraled down and bombarded the ground with the thunder. Daisy saw the vague figure in the storm with a faint flash, but the speed of the vehicle was too fast. Even though Daisy stepped on the brakes hard, the whole car still slipped out of control, screamed and hit the figure, and turned around the desert for a few times before stopping.

This scene made the three people in the car stunned and speechless. They quickly got out of the car, fired on the flashlight, and ran towards the unlucky guy. They were not here to cause traffic accidents, but to observe astronomical phenomena. Who knew that this drunk or an addict would suddenly appear in front of their car?

"I think from a legal perspective, this is your fault!" Daisy Louise's voice was crying. She was here to earn credits, not to jail! It's over! Everything is over! She shouldn't follow this unscrupulous mentor...

"Go and get the first aid kit!" Jane Foster squatted in front of the man, and she shone the flashlight on his face, "Do you a favor, don't die!"

"Oh!" Daisy Louise smacked her lips. Who knew this guy had such a good figure? "Does he need artificial respiration? I can breathe artificially!"

Before Thor could come back from the shock of being exiled, he was thrown down from the Rainbow Bridge. He raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him, and finally lay back on the ground weakly.

"Where did he come from?" Jane Foster saw his face very clean and his beard was neatly trimmed. He didn't look like an addict, he didn't smell alcohol, nor did he look like a drunk. There were no vehicles or any means of transportation nearby. Could it be that this guy came here? Why did he stroll in the desert at night?

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"Why are you here?" Joan of Arc, who came home from get off work, saw Salomon half lying on the sofa, asked in surprise, "Shouldn't you go to attend any ceremony?"
Chapter completed!