A Manga Striker of Fantasy Technology

Chapter 111, Contact with the Gods

"Please, aren't you very hungry?" El-Melloi II smiled and pushed the hamburger in front of him. Sol touched his deflated stomach, and finally blushed.

"I..." No matter how you say it, Sol is still the prince of God's Domain. Just when he wanted to have a good talk with the wizard in front of him, his stomach made such a loud noise, which made Sol feel a little rude.

"Let's eat, we can talk while eating, and...a case of beer!" El-Melloi II said to the waiter with a smile, gracefully dividing his steak with a knife and fork, and putting them together.

"Okay!" Sol nodded, looking at the rich food in front of him - steak, hamburger, scallion fried bread, Mexican meat roll... He felt the diversity of the earth's cuisine, and he didn't think he had a few very pleased.

"Ahh..." He hurriedly stuffed the food into his mouth. People in Asgard eat like this. Sol's eating was very bold, and El-Melloi II ate it lightly. A bite of steak.

"You said you were demoted?" The red hem fluttered slightly, and El-Melloi II was a little unbelievable, "Because of attacking Josheim without authorization, um, those frost giants?"

"Yes, I took everyone to attack them. There were no casualties. We also achieved important results. I don't know..." Sol's thick arm patted the table, his face was full of grief and indignation, " Why do you still want to demote me? I am not wrong!" His hair almost stood up, his roar was as powerful as a lion, and the loud voice spread throughout the restaurant, which seemed to cause something unnecessary, Weber Raising his fingers slightly, the waves that cannot be seen by humans radiated out, blocking all the sounds at once, leaving only the space between himself and Thor.

"Son of the God King, it seems that your mood is agitated!" Weber knocked on the table, Sol calmed down, and fell into a burst of regret.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I'm really excited now, and I can't even control my emotions!" Sol smiled wryly, looking outside at the nearly gray space, showing a surprised expression.

"You Nordic gods have always been impatient. Those of us who practice magic know that, but..." El-Melloi II lowered his head, and most of the information was no different from the Nordic gods he knew. The brave and aggressive Odin is the same as bold and impulsive, but the only difference is that the Odin of this world is so calm.You know, in their original world, even after Odin has the so-called eyes containing infinite wisdom, his nature is still brave and aggressive, and he doesn't seem to weigh the pros and cons. The character of the person is revealed at a glance, "Your father is a bit different!"

"I heard from my mother that my father did this kind of thing when he was young. He took... I said too much!" Sol closed his mouth. He was aggressive and brave, but it was absolutely not Silly, what I said just now has revealed a lot of information. Even if the wizard in front of me is not malicious, some of them are not even weaker than their Asgard protoss. This has been proven from ancient times to the present. .

"Okay, I probably understand!" El-Melloi II nodded lightly. He understood what Odin meant, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I can't help you with this, you need to find it yourself!"

"Can you remind me?" Sol patted the table, shaking off the pile of things he had just eaten, his eyes full of eagerness.

"Find your own courage and protection, what a king should have!" Weber stood up, the dust on his body fell under the rubbing of his fingers, "I will observe you in the dark until you find the treasure that belongs to you." heart for it."

"Belongs to... my heart?" Sol clutched his chest, his face was very tangled, he faced the figure of El-Melloi II with a complex expression, and walked out of the hotel silently.

"I'll pay the bill..." Weber looked at the waiter who had been standing for a long time, and took out his wallet with a smile.

"Let me come!" A very strong-looking man in black came to Weber's side, took out a card and gently swiped it across the card reader, bowed to El-Melloi II, and then straightened stand in place.

"Ha... I see!" Weber looked towards the end of the hotel not far away. Coulson in a suit and leather shoes came slowly, with a professional smile on his face, shaking his clothes.

"Mr. El-Melloi!" Coulson took El-Melloi II's hand, "It seems that we still need to cooperate sincerely in the future!"

"Maybe!" Weber was noncommittal, shrugged his shoulders, and made a helpless look, "At least we can only do this!" This time the matter was led by S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Carlos Council couldn't get involved.

"That would be great!" Coulson took out his phone and connected to Director Nick's communication, "Director, we..." We walked to a remote place, and the voice was extremely low but still Reported very clearly where it is now.

"Continue to search!" Hearing Nick's voice on the satellite phone, Weber folded his arms like a theatergoer.

"Say..." Coulson stood where he was, looking at El-Melloi II solemnly, "Are we really doing nothing?" There was a trace of doubt in his tone.

"Fate will always come, you can't resist it, you can only accept it!" El-Melloi II said words that ordinary people could not understand, "You just need to guard your own research base."

"Then Mr. El-Melloi, where are you going now?" Coulson asked in a low voice, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings.

"I live near here!" Weber was amused by Coulson's nervous attitude. He put on his sunglasses, as if he had become a different person immediately, and a strange aura stood in front of Coulson. Diffuse.

"That's right." When Weber turned around, he waved his arm suddenly, "There is one thing I can tell you..."

"What is it?" Coulson tried hard to get rid of the strange atmosphere lingering in his mind, he became a little manic, "What should I pay attention to?"

"Actually, if you want to insist that magic is technology, it's okay. That Thor's Hammer Mjolnir, from a scientific point of view—is actually the so-called rune technology!" Weber's words were in Coulson's Heart surrounds.

"Hmm!" Coulson looked up and looked in the direction of the voice, but he didn't see a person. "Where is the person?" He rubbed his temples, feeling helpless for a while.

(End of this chapter)