Marvel turns into Iron Man

When the unknown dawn of Asgard passed through the window and sprinkled on the bed, she knew it was almost time to wake up.

It was difficult for her to regard the sun-like morning glow that shrouded the entire God's Domain as a normal natural phenomenon.

However, although she was puzzled by the existence of those things, the biological clock still reminded her that it was time to get up.

The huge, soft and luxurious bed that felt like it would sink in did not stop her determination to get up in the slightest.

And after a simple and quick wash and make-up, she made an interesting decision before leaving——

Find the maid on the side of the road and ask her to take him to Sol's palace to see the big stupid guy who is still sleeping.

Perhaps it is the Asgardian's physical fitness that allows him to quickly metabolize those extremely high-purity distilled alcohol.

Until she stepped into this not too big bedroom, what she saw was a guy who was sleeping on the floor next to the bed like a dead pig.

While it's rude to describe a person as a dead pig, this burly man sprawled on the floor looking rather comical.

The maid who led the way did not dare to approach the eldest prince's bedroom, there were only Miss Stark and the sleeping Sol.

There was no one around, Miss Stark smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, the voice was not loud but very crisp.

Immediately afterwards, a bright blue luminous energy gathered to form a ring around Sol.

The power of the gem tore open a space door under the sleepy man. Obviously, he fell directly without even resisting.

The blue burrow didn't close directly, and there was a scream of "Ah—" from outside.

But it is indeed a joke that fits Miss Stark's bad taste, but I don't know what Saul will look like.

He was sent directly by the space gate to an altitude of nearly two thousand feet in the sky of Asgard, where he played an unsuspecting high-altitude rappel.

And after she counted down for ten seconds, another spatial rift pulled Sol, who was about to fall to the ground, back.

He fell to the floor unprepared, struggled to get up from the ground, and became dumb before he lost his temper.

"Well, are you sober, my dear Asgardian friend."

Miss Stark stood beside Saul, narrowing her eyes slightly, with a sly smile on her face.

"...Okay, you won, this wine is really strong."

The savage-style Nordic strongman only has a thin plain nightgown and a pair of big pants from the earth.

Messed up by the rappelling game just now, as was his long pale blond hair covered in seaweed.

"To be honest, it's not that Asgard doesn't have spirits, but we are not so stupid to make such a high number like your earth."

Sol walked towards the small room next to the bed while talking, and his voice could be heard from a distance.

Miss Stark didn't feel anxious either, she just waited for him to change his clothes and come out of the room.

"Seriously, don't make such a joke next time, even if you are the boss, I will be angry—"

"Oh, yes, it depends on my mood."

Miss Stark shrugged her shoulders rather disapprovingly, and said with a relaxed expression.

"So, why did you come to see me? You didn't come here just to make a joke, did you?"

"Of course I have something to ask you for help, otherwise why would I come here to entertain you~"

"Pastime? Huh......"

Sol shook his head helplessly, walked past Miss Stark, and led her all the way to the garden outside the bedroom.

The soft light of the morning sun illuminates every part of the entire palace, making the entire golden palace look bright.

The entire Asgard is a special area in the starry sky, it is not a planet, and there are no stars.

All the light sources here come from the clouds in the sky that do not know how to form them, and have different brightness at different times.

"Looking outside from here, at least the first impression is really beautiful."

Miss Stark leaned against the marble parapet beside the garden nursery, looking out at the distant scenery.

Sol's palace was built on the mountainside behind this golden palace, from here you can see the city and the sea.

"If you read too much, there will be nothing unusual, but what are you planning to do?"

Sol, who had changed into a robe, just sat on the bench by the flowerbed behind Miss Stark.

He was leaning on all fours, not caring at all how his image collapsed.

"Sol, take me to your database, I need to find something."

"What is there to go to that kind of place, I have not been interested in that kind of place since I was a child."

Hearing Miss Stark's words, Sol spread his hands and shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to go.

"To be honest, that kind of place full of books is really not a good place for me. You should go to Loki."

"He loved being there when he was a kid and reading those... those books, and I just loved playing."

"Looking at you, you're not a guy who can calm down and read a book, but I just need someone I know to take me there."

Miss Stark chuckled, reached out and patted Sol on the shoulder, pulling him up from the bench.

"Really, well, since you insist, I'll take you there—"

Seeing that she insisted on leading the way, Sol didn't refuse any more, but obediently led her out of his palace.

The whole of Asgard is not big, and the database here is also the Asgard royal family's collection of books on their own civilization.

It is located underground in the Asgard Asgard. It is a unique underground space that few people usually come to.

The guard at the gate also received the Queen's message, and did not stop Miss Stark who had rushed to visit.

Of course, with the eldest prince Saul Odinson leading the way, the guards in charge of guarding the Asgard library did not dare to stop him.

Yes, a big library, because Miss Stark feels like a library here.

The library is divided into upper and lower floors. Bookshelves of all sizes are placed on exquisitely crafted bookshelves, and in the center of the library is a strangely shaped instrument.

As far as Miss Stark is concerned, this is indeed an instrument. It looks like an armillary sphere in ancient China.

According to Saul's description, this is an artificial intelligence individual similar to Jarvis, serving as the control center for database retrieval.

PS:

These barbarians who practice immortality in the flesh are not weak in technology, but they don't need to