"Forget it..." Finally, Nick sighed and said, "I'll have Natasha hint at her, the future successor of S.H.I.E.L.D. can't be led astray by Captain Arica."
After discussing the restart of the serum experint, Shiller left the office of S.H.I.E.L.D. and walked down the corridor. As he descended the stairs, he ran into Loki, who was going upstairs with a stack of docunts.
"What are you doing here?" Shiller asked Loki, who was still dressed in a suit and tie, looking like he had just left a job on Wall Street.
"My visa expired, so I'm here to renew it," Loki flicked the files in his hand and said, "According to the new regulations of S.H.I.E.L.D., all non-human creatures active in the solar system, including robots and , have to get visas."
"The Father of All Gods has done it once for us, but it was only temporary, now Thor and I both have to renew it," Loki shrugged his shoulders and said, "When filling out the passport I have to fill in race, they insisted on writing Aesir, I hope I won't have to co back to change it."
Observing Loki's expression, Shiller noticed that when bringing this topic, Loki really didn't seem to care too much. Moreover, if he had glimpsed the cosmos, he would know that he is actually a Frost Giant.
Thinking about this, Shiller asked, "The last ti you went back to Asgard, didn't Odin say anything?"
Loki shook his head, it was unclear whether Odin really hadn't said anything to him, or if he didn't want to say.
Quickly, the two of them brushed past each other. After walking past, Loki suddenly seed to rember sothing. He stopped, then turned back and said,
"Oh, by the way, do you rember our deal last ti? Once you tackle that deal, I'll invite you to a hot spring under the World Tree."
"That deal?" Shiller was taken aback by Loki's wording, then he rembered, this deal should be the contract signed with Death.
The first ti they tried to cooperate with Death, Shiller started his day early and ended it late, creating plans and selling them to her, and Loki was also involved. Loki did say that once this deal was done, he'd invite him to a hot spring.
But the problem was, this deal was never completed.
Thinking about this, Shiller beca a little depressed. Seeing him like this, Loki thought that he was overworked. So, he went back and patted Shiller's shoulder, saying: "Next Saturday, the Rainbow Bridge will pick us up. Stephen is also going. We should all get together."
Shiller nodded, then left S.H.I.E.L.D..
Every ti he thought about the deadlock of this deal, he'd recall the contract he almost had in his hands. Every ti he thought about that contract, Shiller would rember the ga designer who refused to compensate him.
On his way ho, Shiller took out his cell phone and asked the other person, "How's it going? Didn't you say you'd leave them with a mory they'd never forget?"
"What? You haven't found a place?" Shiller said sowhat discontented, "Aren't you the most professional rcenary in the world? That's why I ca to you. If you can't find one, I'll find soone else..."
"I'm not the one who's anxious, but days have passed and you've made no progress, I can't help but worry..."
"Clues? This is not a puzzle-solving ga, okay, okay... let think, he should be a supre existence, existing in the cosmos, he can transform into thousands of forms and manipulate the cosmos freely..."
"What! I'm crazy?...nonsense, I'm a psychologist myself, I'm perfectly fine now. Gibberish? If you insist on seeing it this way, I suppose it's okay."
"Okay, you keep looking, I hope it's quick. My friend's anxiety disorder is not looking good, if there's so good news, it might be beneficial for his treatnt."
After hanging up the phone, Deadpool, who was sowhat demoralized, thumped his phone on the bar table and muttered under his breath: "No clues at all, how am I supposed to find a place so easily??"
"What's wrong? Is this mission difficult?" asked the bartender, who was familiar with him.
Deadpool took a swig of his drink and said, "Don't get started. The client asked to punish an unethical ga company. But I've looked into every ga company in New York and even on the entire East Coast. I haven't heard about any operational incidents."
Feeling a little sad, he continued, "A friend of mine has contracted a terminal illness because of this. Only by making that deception-minded promoter pay the price can he feel so warmth at the end of his life... "
"Okay, stop crying, lest you dirty my bar again. This drink is on ," the bartender shook his head, leaving the bar and saying, "Poor unemployed rcenary, you're the ninth one this month."
Deadpool, who was fake crying, saw the bartender leaving out of the corner of his eye. He quickly drank up that glass of alcohol. The spicy liquor went down his throat, causing Deadpool to cough twice.
But then, he was genuinely concerned. He slamd the glass on the table and said, "What the fuck is that crazy psychologist talking about? Supre cosmos? Controlling the cosmos? How am I supposed to find that kind of place?"
Deadpool kept muttering the terms Shiller told him while slowly collapsing on the bar counter.
Suddenly, he found himself in a strange space.
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