Traveling across the heavens begins with Marvel

Cheng Li did not blame himself for too long, and soon came to his senses. For him, he was just an ordinary person in his previous life. Although he had traveled through time inexplicably, he had experienced more than any other person on earth in the past eighteen years. What else is there to regret?

"Although I can't participate in the Marvel world, maybe it's good to be a bystander." Cheng Li comforted himself in this way. Perhaps only he knew that there was a ray of unwillingness entangled deep in his heart, like a dead knot, always Unable to untie.

"Sister, what happened to the thing I asked you to help with?" Freya, Cheng Li's mother in this life, stood aside and suddenly asked Frigga.

"This is the highest school in Asgard. The minimum standard for admission is success. Even God King Bulli can't let little Augustus enroll." Frigga apologized.

"Isn't it okay if you don't join the warrior-mage class?" Freya said excitedly: "The Central Spiritual Martial Arts Academy also has a purely academic class."

Listening to the conversation between Freya and Frigga, Cheng Li finally understood the reason why Freya invited Frigga here.

"Central Spiritual Martial Arts Academy" is the highest institution and has cultivated outstanding talents one after another. Most of today's gods were born there. Even Freya graduated from there, and her status is like that of on earth.

As the highest academic institution, not only does it have strong teachers, but its instructors are also real gods. If they can get their guidance, it is a dream for every Asgardian.

However, admission is difficult, and only a few students are accepted each year. Non-geniuses cannot enter. People like Cheng Li who have not even reached the level will definitely not be able to enter, even if he is Frigga's nephew.

Hela has long been a student of the school, and is still a star-studded presence in the school.

Frigga thought that she wanted to use Frigga's connections to get Cheng Li into the highest university so that he could have a way out in the future.

This also just shows that Freya has given up hope on whether Cheng Li can.

"Even if someone like him can get in, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for a day." Hela looked at Cheng Li disdainfully and said, "It's better to find a mortal to marry and continue the bloodline of the gods."

Cheng Li didn't blame Hela for her bad attitude. In fact, all Asgardians had this kind of attitude towards the helpless, always looking condescending.

They admire the strong, and in their eyes, those who are incompetent are nothing more than reproductive machines. Their only contribution is to reproduce offspring and continue the bloodline of the Gods.

Because of the long lifespan, each person's fertility is not strong. Even if they work day and night, it is difficult to give birth to children.

For example, Frigga has been married for nearly a thousand years, but she only has two children. It is not yet known when the future Thor will be born. As the goddess of war, Freya only has one child, Cheng Li, who is also a mixed race.

Cheng Li is not a pure Asgardian. He has half Midgarian blood, which is the blood of the earthlings in the Marvel world. His father is a native earthling and is of Asian race, so Cheng Li looks like His appearance is a mixture of Chinese and Western characteristics.

Maybe it was because he was a mixed race that Cheng Li had such difficulties.

Frigga quickly left Freya's temple with Hela. Firstly, she felt guilty about not being able to help her sister, and on the other hand, she was also afraid that Hela would irritate Cheng Li again.

Asgard was bathed in the starry sky at night. There was no moon in the sky, but the light of countless stars still made the entire world of gods quite bright. Cheng Li sat on a lawn and looked up at the stars in the sky, feeling very uncomfortable. .

"Why did I travel to Asgard? Why did you let me travel but didn't give me any power?" Cheng Li told the starry sky bitterly about the pain in his heart.

"Time Travel Golden Finger, where are you?" Cheng Li's resentment finally turned into a sigh.

The mediocre eighteen years of time travel career have almost smoothed out the last edges of Cheng Li, and he is almost despairing.

Cheng Li took out a sheepskin scroll from his arms, spread it out on the grass, and stared at it for a long time without saying anything.

This piece of sheepskin is the only inheritance left to him by Cheng Li's cheap father. There is a magical skill written on it. I heard that Cheng Li's dead ghost father relied on this magical skill to gain power comparable to the gods. Not only did he gain the power of everyone He also respected the goddess and returned to embrace him. He married Cheng Li's mother, the goddess of war Freya, and lived happily for decades.

It's a pity that although Cheng Li's father has powers beyond the reach of ordinary people, he does not have the long lifespan of the gods. He soon died of old age, leaving only Cheng Li. Before his death, Cheng Li was not even born.

It has been eighteen years since Cheng Li got this piece of sheepskin, but he has not mastered the magical skills recorded on it because he is illiterate.

It’s not that Cheng Li is illiterate, but because the words on the sheepskin are all written in small seal script from the pre-Qin period. Cheng Li, as a newcomer to the new era, learned simplified Chinese and can’t even recognize traditional Chinese characters, so how can he know Xiao Zhuan script.

What's even more troublesome is that there is only one picture of Buddha in the whole sheepskin. Cheng Li couldn't learn from the picture even if he wanted to.

No one knows Xiaozhuan, and there is no need to consider finding a translator.

"Dad, dad, why don't you leave a translation before you leave? I can't understand the original even if you give me the original." Cheng Li threw the sheepskin on the grass angrily, wanting to step on it, but unfortunately he couldn't bear it.

It is the only way for Cheng Li to become stronger.

Cheng Li, a time-traveler, is really miserable. He has a starting point that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, but in the end he can only be a mortal, living a mediocre life. He has not seen any of the golden fingers of those time-travelers, and the only magical secret book he has obtained And because he is illiterate and cannot practice, you say he is miserable or not.

Just when Cheng Li was feeling sorry for himself, his chest suddenly felt hot. It made him scream, as if he had been hit by a soldering iron.

Cheng Li reluctantly took off his clothes and found that a ball of fire suddenly appeared in his heart, like a small dragon wrapping around his chest, emitting scorching light.

"My golden finger is here." Cheng Li was not surprised but overjoyed. He watched excitedly as the fire dragon on his chest grew bigger and bigger. It suddenly jumped out of his chest and grew in the wind. In an instant, it turned into a five-clawed fire dragon, lighting up the night sky. Bright.

Cheng Li stared at the fire dragon excitedly. Although he didn't know what it was, it must be an incredible power coming out of his body.

I don’t know where he got his confidence.

Just when Cheng Li was secretly happy, the fire dragon suddenly turned its head and rushed towards Cheng Li. It opened its teeth and claws and swallowed Cheng Li, who was extremely happy and sad.

"What's going on?" Cheng Li's vision went dark and he lost consciousness. The last thing he saw was the endless darkness in the fire dragon's mouth.