[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

After an unknown amount of time, Newbella's feet fell heavily to the ground, and the surging air current and the magnetic force that tore her disappeared instantly.She opened her eyes, and was surprised to find that she was still standing in the garden area. When she moved her eyes, she could even see Lucifer and Fitz hiding behind the organic fertilizer.

"Huh? Could it be that the crack has failed?" Newbella turned around in surprise, but when she saw the small house behind her, she knew that the crack hadn't failed.As far as the current situation is concerned, the god who created the crack did not link it with the God Realm, but used it to circle a relatively safe area in the garden area.

"Do you play treasure hunting? It's so complicated!" Newbella muttered, "I'm so busy, I actually use the crack as a partition door!"

As for the little house....

How should I put it, calling it a house is actually quite reluctant, because it is just a shack built randomly with a few large metal plates, and it looks like it will collapse at any time.Well, although it is taller and taller than the shack, and the internal space is larger by visual inspection, it still cannot change its precarious status quo.

Newbera was a little messy: "Whose craftsmanship is this? That's not how it works in shabby projects!"

Not even clutter could describe how she felt when she looked up and saw the creamy white door—which now had a handle and a keyhole—was still floating in midair.

“….Wouldn’t you connect the crack directly to the shack—the gate of the house?” Whoever the god who built the crack, Newbera is sure his life was boring and uninteresting, otherwise why would Do more useless work?

While complaining about the unknown person of the same kind, Newbera flew to the milky white carved door again to open the door for the team members.This time, neither the airflow nor the magnetic force reappeared, so she easily turned the handle and beckoned Steve and the others to come over.

"The position is a bit high, you should throw Lucifer in and lock the door first." Newbella acted as the conductor helplessly, "Lucifer, help me lock the door, so I can go back and throw them in."

The team members did so one by one, and Steve contacted Tony and asked him to lead the suit team to come to support quickly.When Tony heard that there were cracks and other weird things, he immediately dragged Coulson and Daisy over.

"Well, I don't want to spoil everyone's interest, but—" the gatekeeper Lucifer suddenly said, "New Bella, don't you see the oversized hourglass next to the small room?"

"Ah? What hourglass?" Newbera replied, and threw Peter into the crack, and the other team members quickly caught him, "How much time?"

"Well, four or five hours." Lucifer said, "It's not too short, but you know that our kind are keen on pranks, so we don't rule out the occurrence of such a tragedy that the hourglass leaks faster."

"Do you like this kind of thing?" Newbella complained, and at the same time accelerated the speed of throwing the agents.Originally, she wanted to hug them and fly over, but because of the huge size of the agents, she can only hug one at a time, but throwing them can throw two at a time. If the team members cooperate well enough, there will be no pause in the middle , soon tossed out.

"It's weird," Fitz said secretly to Gemma. "She throws agents as easily as I throw a ball."

"Hmm..." Gemma disagreed with his metaphor, "Are you sure you can throw the ball easily?"

Fitz thought for a while, "Well, it's as easy as throwing a ball of paper."

Gemma agrees.

Newbella's agent-throwing campaign went very well, and only encountered a little trouble when throwing Tony.

"I can fly by myself, I don't want to be thrown around like a football by you." Tony dodged left and right, "Let me fly by myself once!"

"Do you want to be torn to shreds by the protective divine power around the crack?" Newbella was angry, "Didn't you see that except for Lucifer and me, no one else dared to get too close to the crack?"

Tony tries to make a last ditch: "But..."

"Don't be so obedient, Dad!" Newbera couldn't help but grab Tony's arm and protect the back of his neck with the other hand. After finding the right angle, he threw him towards the center of the crack, " Also, don't touch anything after entering!"

Tony's drawn-out voice quickly came through the air: "I know it!"

"Young gods are so energetic!" Lucifer leaned against the "door" and smiled, "Throwing seventeen human beings in a row is amazing!"

"Or it can be said that you old gods are too imaginary." Newbera's back was covered with sweat, and he took a little breath before getting up and flying into the crack, "Aside from anything else, you are still very professional in goalkeeping of."

"That's it!" Lucifer proudly closed the "door", "You may not believe me, my main job in hell is to guard the gates of hell and prevent the souls of those heinous scum from escaping. "

"It seems that your job is not done very well." Tony suddenly squeezed over to complain about his old friend, "Otherwise there wouldn't be so many murders in the world, right Newbella?"

Newbella expressed his approval with a laugh.

"You father and daughter are really enough..." Lucifer was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched, "I won't tell you, I'll go and see the dilapidated shack."

Newbella and Tony laughed loudly, Lucifer had no choice but to speed up and escape from the super bad father and daughter.

At this moment, that shack... the small house was surrounded by curious agents, everyone wanted to see what was inside, especially Gemma and Fitz, whose eyes were already bright like searchlights in the night sky.Fortunately, Steve, Coulson and Natasha maintained order and repeatedly emphasized to everyone not to rush in, while Peter kept a close eye on Gemma and the two, ready to pull them back with spider webs at any time.

"Let's go, let's go!" Lucifer pushed aside the crowd, and just when everyone thought he was going to open the door, he suddenly turned around and ran to the big hourglass to count the time.Immediately, disappointed sighs sounded one after another from the crowd.

"Well, why haven't you opened the door yet!" Gemma complained softly, "I want to see the interior structure of the Protoss building!"

"Ah, I really want to steal some metal to build a house and go back to study!" Fitz looked at those metal plates greedily, "A little bit is enough, just a little bit can make a great contribution to the development of mankind and the progress of science." contribute!"

"Cough!" Coulson hissed and coughed, "Leo, Gemma, you two should be more reserved."

"Tell me, do the protoss use Wi-Fi?" Daisy suddenly asked Coulson, "I heard that Asgard's technology is far more advanced than that of Earth, but they don't use Wi-Fi or other communication lines commonly used by humans. Well, after I go in, I must first check whether there are ports and routers in the house."

"Cough, you should also be more reserved." Coulson coughed again, "Don't touch things you can't touch. If you touch something and cause the crack to collapse, we will all be—"

"Ah, I know Boss! I'm just talking casually." Daisy called out, but her curious eyes were still looking around, "Well, where will they set up the base station?"

Colson: "..."

It's really hard to lead a young and curious team!

"I counted, and there are at least five hours before the crack collapses." Lucifer returned to the door of the small house, just as Newbella and Tony arrived, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

The eyes of Gemma, Fitz and Daisy lit up.

"Of course." Newbella touched the handle on the door cautiously, for fear that if she didn't pay attention, the shack... the small house would collapse. "The door is not locked."

"I'm curious, how... how..." Peter struggled to find the right words, "I remember we planted grapes? Why... I don't even know how to express it."

Everyone agreed with one voice.

"And the nest in Lucifer's house is indeed real grapes." Newbera was more puzzled than anyone else, "Is there any magic in it? What exactly is Dionysus trying to do?"

"Probably...maybe...maybe the rift will only be...activated when it senses your divine power?" The well-informed Lucifer also hesitated, "What obsession do the Greek gods have with treasure hunting games?" Read? You love it too, Ares loves it too, other gods love it more!"

Peter rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, and Daisy and Natasha glanced at each other quickly, exchanging knowing glances.They thought they were unnoticed, but Steve was keenly aware of this small detail.

"What's going on?" Steve whispered. "Scavenger hunt?"

"Ahem!" Natasha imitated Coulson and hissed a few times, "What's the matter, I have no comment!"

Steve had no choice but to smile helplessly, and refocused his attention on business.

"I think they just have time to spare." Newbera rolled up her sleeves, but suddenly remembered something, and her tone became hesitant, "Of course, it may also be to avoid the "New Human Management and Assistance Measures."

"That's a reasonable explanation!" Lucifer immediately agreed, "By the way, before you keep opening the door, shouldn't I protect our cute human children and stay away?"

squeak!

Creak creak - kaka kaka - creak!

squeak!

It's a pity that he spoke too late, and Newbella had already opened the door with an unpleasant sound of friction between metals.The people next to them quickly covered their ears, saying that the metal doors of the Protoss are not good for maintenance?

"My mother, you Greek gods are too fussy!" Lucifer yelled the loudest, "The doors of the hell cell are of better quality than this, hurry up and ask your dad to give it a full body care!"

Newbella ignored him and went straight into the house.The interior design of this room must have made Gemma feel hopeless, because apart from a table—it was barely a table, it was just eight bronze-colored metal pillars supporting a silver metal plate, and the workmanship was rather sloppy— Nothing at all.

"Huh? What's that light yellow thing between the metal pillar and the metal plate?" Peter asked Newbella, pointing to a strange place with sharp eyes, "It looks like... papyrus?"

"Where?" Newbella walked over, bent down and glanced under the table, "Hey, there is really a piece of paper—"

The papyrus was extremely thin and brittle, but the gap between the metal pillar and the metal plate was extremely thin. Newbera worried that she might tear it due to too much strength, so she hurriedly asked Gemma for help.

"Leave it to me. I have taken eyeballs or lung biopsies for others more than once. It is a delicate job." Gemma rubbed her hands excitedly, completely oblivious to the natural fear of others. With a frightened expression, "Where's my scalpel?"

Fitz respectfully offered the scalpel.

"Well, let's scrape gently first, like removing the remaining flesh and blood from the bones—"

Everyone broke out in cold sweat.

"Use the tweezers to gently tug, tug—"

Everyone's faces were solemn.

"It's out!" Finally, Gemma shouted cheerfully, holding a piece of papyrus the size of a palm in her tweezers, "Hey, it's really easier than eyeball surgery—"

"Okay, okay!" Seeing that Lucifer was about to vomit, Newbella rushed over, "Thank you, Gemma!"

"You're welcome." Gemma turned her head to look at the paper, "Is this in ancient Greek? What's written on it?"

Newbella glanced casually with her head down, and read aloud: "Dear big sister Newbella, have you finally discovered the secret of grapes? I told you that it will take at least ten days and a half months for you to understand my wonderful Prompt, but Eros insists that you are bright and intelligent, and you can find it in three days at most-what the hell, Elibe?"

The author has something to say: Alibi: I didn’t expect it.JPG

Newbella: I didn't expect you to have a brain!

Peter: There is still this kind of operation.JPG