"Come here, do me a favor," India tugged at the door lock, gave up the plan to open it directly, then pointed to another huge iron door behind the underground secret door, and said to the boy, "Open it.

Loki glanced at the girl, and smiled gloatingly: "So there are locks that you can't open."

India ignored the other party's ridicule. At the moment when the magic flashed, she rushed up and smashed the iron door open, then quickly covered her mouth and nose, turned on the flashlight, and walked further underground.

"Where is this place?" Loki looked around curiously, seeing the girl coughing continuously from the falling dust, he waved his hand to disperse the floating dirt, and carefully observed the surroundings.

This basement is like a studio, there is a huge computer besides the work desk, the wires and the power strip are tangled together, it seems that the power has been cut off for a long time.

The walls were covered with densely written papers and photos, a blackboard stood on the floor that had been wiped clean, and books were scattered everywhere. After thinking for a moment, Loki asked the girl, "Are you an agent? Are your family members also spies?"

"Do you still know the secret agent?" India replied perfunctorily, looking around.

Loki smiled disdainfully: "This is all left over from Asgard."

"Has Asgard always been like this?" India asked suddenly.

Loki raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Like a future city, but also like an ancient civilization."

Speaking of this, the little evil god had childish complacency on his face, and replied very childishly: "Of course, but this is only found in highly developed cities. How can you people who live in backward atriums understand?"

India smiled, for the first time, she didn't argue with the other party.

She walked slowly to her father's desk, looked at the open notebook, and didn't speak for a long time.

A thick layer of dust fell on the yellowed paper, and the signature pen was thrown aside casually without the cap on. It was a masterpiece of her previous mischief.

There is a transparent vase next to the very old computer, and the flowers inside have withered into a corpse that has been drained of all the water, as if it can be wiped out as soon as it is touched.

That's what mom made for dad.

When Dad was working, Mom would sometimes come over and replace the vase with a bouquet of freshly bloomed flowers.

For so many years, she thought that this place had long since belonged to someone else, and she thought that there would no longer be any traces of her family left here.

Unexpectedly, this place is almost the same as before.

Seeing the girl staring at the bunch of withered flowers in a daze and ignoring himself, Loki couldn't help but clicked his tongue, stepped forward, and patted India on the shoulder.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

"The flower withered for seven years..."

The girl said in a daze.

It has been a long time since she has been sad about this incident. Since Cullen's death, her mother has lived an ordinary life, found a good job, and stopped drinking and drugging. The mother and daughter will occasionally talk On the phone, the relationship has become much more intimate.

Even she was the first to tell her mother about her going to Asgard.

But coming back here brought back the saddest thing in India's heart.

Loki didn't take it seriously, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the vase rudely, shook off the dust on it, and then put it down again as if he thought it was dirty: "Don't be depressed, I'll make it look like it used to be. gone?"

As he said that, the boy cast magic on the withered petals.

The flower suddenly re-bloomed as a soft light appeared.

In this old and dilapidated room, the new life of this flower brightens the whole studio.

India looked at Loki, but the latter raised the corners of his mouth and smiled smugly, interrupting her emotion: "How is it, is it amazing? Why don't you thank me soon?"

The girl smiled helplessly, but she was still very grateful to the other party in her heart, so she nodded and thanked seriously: "Thank you, Loki."

The young man met the other party's sincere eyes, and was a little uncomfortable for a while. He turned his head away awkwardly, walked away with his hands behind his back, and muttered as he walked: "It's just a trivial matter. If you want to restore everything here to the way it was before, I can do it too."

India saw Loki wandering around curiously, so she opened the cabinet and began to look for the photo album her mother had mentioned. When they moved out, they were in such a hurry that many things were lost and most of them were thrown away. There is a photo album that has been left in this basement and has not been retrieved over the years.

The girl sat cross-legged on the ground, and regardless of the dust, she tore out all her father's books and flipped through them one by one.

My father has a lot of notes about his work. It can be seen that he loves S.H.I.E.L.D. and his identity as an agent. Compared with his father, girls are far behind.

Loki walked around in the basement, not very happy. Although he used magic to disperse the dust, the lack of ventilation for a long time still made people feel very stuffy, so he pouted, walked over and pulled the door open.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw an enemy walking towards him with a machine gun. Loki didn't give the opponent a chance to shoot, and directly wrapped the opponent with magical flames.

The man screamed continuously, piercing his eardrums.

Loki didn't bother to listen, and directly spread a layer of miasma in front of the door, isolating any possible incoming enemies.

"what happened?"

"Oh, I killed someone," Loki clapped his hands and walked back very calmly, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for a photo album."

Loki saw the hardcover book with a pink cover in the girl's hand, picked it up and opened it.

There are many photos in it. There are three main characters in the photos, which look like a family of three.

The little girl in the photo has red hair, wears all kinds of beautiful little skirts, and shows a bright smile in the playground in the park on the lawn.

On her left and right are a beautiful woman and a handsome man. The little girl looks somewhat similar to them. I can figure out with my knees that the little girl is India, and the boy and the girl are her parents.

Loki flipped through it casually and asked her, "Didn't you find it?"

"I also found something interesting."

India flipped through the book in her hand with a faint smile on her face.

But if you look closely, there is a bit of sarcasm in her smile.

Loki snatched the notebook from the opponent's hand politely, looked down, and saw that it was densely packed with words. After looking carefully, the boy found that this was a very good set of training courses. Most of the knowledge was relatively simple, and many of the weapons used in the training were They were all eliminated by Asgard long ago, and he only saw them in history books.

The maker of the training is called Joel.

And the person being trained is his daughter.

Loki stared at the book for a while, his eyes were like lightning, and he turned lightly on the girl's face. The boy asked, "Have you changed your name?"

"Yes, I am the trainee, Joel's daughter."

India looked at the training log with great interest. It was densely packed with courses she had learned under her father, but at that time, she thought it was just ordinary exercise, or she thought his father just wanted her to Capable of self-defense.

Unexpectedly, from the very beginning, his father wanted to take over his job and become an agent as well.

The girl was a little bit disappointed, the mother who refused to become an agent like that, if she saw this, would she feel disappointed?

"Isn't it strange that a big agent gave birth to a little agent?" Loki said. "Why do you seem very unhappy?"

"It's really nothing strange, I just think it's amazing. I didn't know about my father's plan at the beginning, but I finally took this path... Destiny is really interesting."

The girl sighed.

Her eyes fell on Loki's childish face, and she said softly, "Just like you, you desperately wanted to change the fable, and desperately avoided Ragnarok, but in the end, Asgard was still surrounded by war."

Loki looked at the girl and narrowed his eyes when he heard the last sentence.

"Maybe I can just go back like this."

India nodded: "If there is no other way, maybe going back like this is not a bad thing, at least Odin is still there, he should know how to restore you."

Hearing the girl's reluctant approval, Rocky was very dissatisfied, and he didn't know what he was dissatisfied with: "How good can I be when I grow up?"

The girl was taken aback by his question.

She thought quickly, could this little evil god be jealous of her future self?

Seeing that India didn't answer, Loki didn't have that much patience. He stood up, patted the dust on his pants, raised his head, and said, "I'll go back with you if it's a big deal. You don't dare to lie to me anyway. His green eyes were sharp, and he carefully concealed a trace of awkward emotion in his publicity, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you."

The girl was used to killing and killing at every turn, she smiled and said nothing, thinking that it was the strange reaction of the evil god that was funny.

His temper has really been like this since he was a child.

India tilted her head and smiled, with a kindness in her smile that she didn't realize.

"When you grow up, you are much worse than you are now. He killed a lot of people, made a big fuss in the courtyard, became enemies with many heroes who defended the courtyard, and fought with Thor. , oh, and Odin, he almost pissed him off."

At this time, Loki can only play pranks. Although it is quite a headache, he is still a high-level version of a bear boy.

But the future him can be said to be a villain, a super villain.

The little evil god couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"Then you still like him?"

"Of course I like it," India said, relying on the fact that the other party has become a child, she poured out all her thoughts without any scruples, "I like him very much, and I don't know if there is Masochistic, loved him since I found out he could kill me."

The boy looked at the girl with contempt: "What's so great about it? I can kill you too."

India waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm not interested in children."

The little evil god thought for a while, then asked again: "Then why don't you like Thor?"

"Huh?" India thought of the big blond man, and couldn't help laughing, "Like him? Forget it, I'm not interested in hammers, the hammer fell down—"

As she spoke, she made a downward movement.

There was only a bang, and the dull echo lingered in the entire basement, interrupting the girls' jokes.

India's expression suddenly became strange.

"Is this basement empty?"

The author has something to say: I'm almost finished writing, after this bad fun is over, it's a decisive battle with Orochi~

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