American Comics: Beginning with Luke the Maker

Chapter 311 The Conqueror: The Worker
"Damn it, do you know who I am? Do you know the consequences of doing this? You are finished!"

Loki who was pushed out of the light door cursed and threatened.He came to a resplendent hall, and the armed warriors who held him loosed him.

"Of course I know who you are, Loki, a potential criminal!" said a burly warrior.

"What did you do to me?" Loki, who was trying to escape, was forcibly brought back to the same place by some force many times in a row. He turned his head to look at the female warrior who caught him, and asked in amazement.

"Have you seen this device? It's a collar with a time loop function. Don't even think about running away. No matter how far you run, I can control you to go back to before you didn't run." The soldier who was questioned pushed him One, said bluntly.

"Take him to change clothes and accept the judge's trial." The female warrior gestured to the warriors behind Loki with her eyes.

"Wait, at least you have to tell me, who are you? What is this place?" Loki, who was grabbed by the shoulders from one side to the other, was lifted up and led forward, while moving forward involuntarily. While turning his head with all his might, he shouted to the female soldier standing there, who was obviously a leader.

"I'm happy to answer your question. This is the Time Administration, responsible for dealing with all the people and troubles that endanger the sacred timeline." The female warrior said, watching Loki being thrown into a door that suddenly appeared.

Forced to strip off his clothes and put on a yellow prison uniform, Loki fell weightlessly from the floor into a room. In the room, a cute cat was watching him suddenly appearing in horror.

"Here is your ticket, please take it." A familiar voice made Loki, who was looking at his clothes, suddenly look up and look at the source of the voice.

"Luke?" Loki tilted his head, looking blankly at the man with messy hair, greasy clothes and a face that he remembered sitting behind the desk.He looked at Luke in surprise, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Meow!
The cat jumped onto the thick document on the desk, flicked its tail, and walked between the two with catwalks. Then, it was grabbed by one hand and hugged into his arms.

"You've got the wrong person." Luke stroked the cat fiercely, then threw it aside amidst the cat's screams, denying Loki's questioning.

"Impossible! Even if you are ten years old, I can recognize you." Loki confirmed his cognition, "What do you want to do?"

"Okay, I admit that you're right. But so what? I'm just a migrant worker. I've been lurking for a long time, just to connect with you, a brave undercover agent. By the way, do you want to accept a mission? Reward It's a ticket to go home." The migrant worker and undercover Luke raised his eyes and looked at Loki.

"Are you kidding me?" Loki took a deep breath.

"Of course not, look at these beautiful stones, what do you think?" Luke grabbed a handful of shiny stones from his paws, and spread his palms under Loki's eyes.

"Infinity gems, I know you have a lot of these things in your hand." Loki frowned when he saw the bright stones lying in Luke's palm.

"It's not mine, and it has nothing to do with me." Luke shook his head, and threw those stones on the table like trash: "These things are everywhere here, and some people even use them to press paper."

"What does this have to do with me? I just want to go home." Loki stepped forward and leaned over the edge of the desk to look at Luke who was sitting on the chair.

"I can't go back. You are one of their most troublesome hunting targets. Especially you, a homomorph." Luke spread his hands.

"Isn't there you?" Loki tapped the stack of thick documents with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I really want to help you, but I can't. I have no power to restrain a chicken, I'm just a pure war scum." Luke looked at Loki, and responded: "Here we can only save ourselves."

"You are at least a demon god, right?" Loki's face was full of my disbelief.

"There is a specialization in the art industry. I've said it all. I'm just a migrant worker. What I can do to help you is to provide you with some inside information and a little bit of help."

Facing Loki's doubts, Luke was quite calm.

"Okay, I admit defeat. What do you want me to do?" Loki looked at Luke seriously for a long time, took a step back and said helplessly.

"It's just a small task. If you do it, you can go to the deity's laboratory to pick a precious collection. Of course, we support customization." Luke leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk, looking at Loki road.

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Loki smiled dryly.

"This is the information you need. Just read it here." Luke randomly took a few pieces of paper from his desk and handed them to Loki, then looked at a watch on his wrist, and reminded: "You only have half Hours of time, I can't control more time, or someone will notice something wrong. Here is a gap between space and time, which can avoid some annoying attention.

You're good at disguising and acting, aren't you?All I need is what you're good at. "

"Also, this is for you." Luke stuffed a bullet into Loki's palm.

"A bullet? What can it be used for?" Loki looked at the silver bullet in his hand with disgust.

"Use it when you see the man behind the scenes and you're in a bind. Trust me, you're going to need it." Luke tucked the bullet back into his palm, helping to tuck his palm into a fist.

"You can go into more detail," Loki demanded.

"I can only say so much. In addition, after your memory goes out, you will forget me and some things. Only at the last moment can you restore all your memories." Luke sat back in his seat: "Now, see. This information will appear in your memory in another way and give you guidance."

"Mages only play mystery." Loki muttered, but obediently flipped through the information in his hand.

Half an hour later, Loki's mind was suddenly in a trance, his body felt a sudden weightlessness, and he fell from the ceiling into a room.

"Here is your ticket, please take it well." A man with glasses, messy hair and greasy skin threw a note in Loki's face.The finger protruding from the thick document pointed behind Loki, and continued: "The door is over there, remember to close it when you go out. Thank you!"

　PS: Thanks for the reward of Ji Jing De Feng children's shoes.

　
(End of this chapter)