At 10:24 in the morning, Heisenberg crawled out of his tent.
Ever since that night three days ago, when he'd used the Bifrost to teleport the Asgardians into the state park...
The victor's revelry had not paused for a single moment!
Asgardians harbored an extraordinarily sincere passion for drink and festivity. They drank until they were tired and slept, slept until they woke and continued, so that at any given time this banquet had at least a hundred thousand people boasting, brawling, sparring, and reciting epic verse.
Coupled with enthusiastic Earthlings...
Heisenberg sat up, ignoring the two women still slumbering beside him.
His bio-field shifted, draping over him the elaborate, intricate divine-king raiment that Frigga had prepared.
When he'd roamed the world relying on strength alone, he could wander around in pajamas.
Back then he'd depended only on his own power. He didn't need to consider others, nor what others thought of him.
But now, since he'd chosen to harness the strength of others to conquer the universe instead of doing everything himself like a lone wolf,
he naturally had to maintain a proper image in front of his countless subordinates.
However...
Heisenberg frowned with distaste.
He wasn't fond of this attire. Someone else's style was ultimately not his own!
So, he needed to finish crafting his own armor, quickly!
His gaze passed beyond the tent, landing on Thor in the distance, who was playing the hammer-lifting game with countless New York citizens.
That fellow was wearing his own armor, and didn't he look perfectly natural?
Nothing beat your own.
Shaking his head to himself, Heisenberg left the tent and merged into the crowd.
"Yo, Your Majesty, how was your rest?"
"Good morning, Your Majesty!"
"Aha, Lord Heisenberg, my sister disappeared with you last night. You didn't eat her up, did you?"
Hearing that last comment from the Olsen sisters, Heisenberg shook his head in exasperation.
"She ate me!"
"Haha, Your Lordship is so witty."
The Olsen sisters giggled, each latching onto one of Heisenberg's arms.
Heisenberg knew exactly what they were after, because at this moment countless media outlets were recording the banquet.
Although the media were only allowed to broadcast the leisure and entertainment areas, and any footage near the tents of Heisenberg and the other gods and bigwigs was recorded and edited before being broadcast—
the Olsen sisters knew that as long as it wasn't outright pornography or gore, the media wouldn't miss a single frame involving Heisenberg.
So with this little arm-hold, the two of them were destined to capture countless eyeballs!
In the distance, heaven knows how many Hollywood starlets were gnashing their teeth as they watched the Olsen sisters. So infuriating! They'd clearly drawn lots to compete for time slots to wander near Heisenberg's tent.
Why were these two women so lucky?
Lord Heisenberg, you got up way too early. Tonight they'd have to deploy some heavy hitters to completely drain him dry, aaah!
The Olsen sisters were sensible too. After walking with Heisenberg through the rest area, arms linked, they quietly let go and stopped troubling him.
The nearby tents were packed tightly together. They all belonged to his Asgardian warriors.
Even now, many tents were still emitting sounds that made one's blood surge.
This gathering had attracted practically every Hollywood star and model from around the world, and his subordinates had naturally become the target of those stars and models below the absolute top tier.
Mix in a few intelligence agents from various nations...
Even without using super vision or purchasing mind-reading, Heisenberg could pinpoint at least several Black Widows from the Red Room.
Like the woman currently playing poker with Natasha—clearly some Black Widow from a later generation, tsk tsk.
"Good morning, Your Majesty!"
Loki walked toward Heisenberg with graceful steps, offering a suggestion as he approached.
"You couldn't possibly be interested in brawls between these weaklings and mortals. Why not join me over at the billiard area? This game called snooker has absolutely captivated me—elegant and brimming with intellect!"
"Haha, looks like you've tried your hand at it. How do you feel?" Heisenberg patted Loki's shoulder.
Loki nodded and replied,
"It feels quite good. I still have some minor flaws in calculating the ball paths, but I'll master it soon, and then I'll defeat that snooker master surnamed Ding!"
"Do your best."
Heisenberg smiled and passed by Loki. The two wandered for a good ten-plus minutes, arriving at the park's basketball courts.
Heisenberg could see a host of basketball superstars gathered nearby.
But the most dazzling court wasn't the one where basketball players were playing.
Heisenberg looked toward the court that had drawn the biggest crowd. On it, Earthlings and Asgardians were matched up against each other.
The Earthlings' lineup: Iron Man as point guard, Barton at shooting guard, a muscular black man Heisenberg didn't recognize as small forward, Captain America as power forward, and Jessica as center!
The Asgardians had Sif at center, going against Jessica; Fandral, Hogun, and Volstagg covering power forward, small forward, and shooting guard; and Sigmund personally taking point guard!
The game was truly spectacular. Those two poor souls, Barton and Hogun, didn't even have a chance to shoot a three-pointer.
Muscle-bound men on both sides constantly collided. The pitiful basketball was squeezed until it burst more than once by the frenzied players, and around the court lay more than a dozen wrecked backboards.
Yet even so, David Stern, watching from the sidelines, had a grin sweeter than honey. He'd once thought his greatest achievement was bringing basketball to China, the largest overseas market.
But now, his greatest achievement had become bringing basketball to aliens!!!
Watching Sigmund in his armor violently stomp the court to pieces, Stern almost passed out from sheer excitement.
After this event, who would dare say basketball wasn't the number one sport!!!
Helplessly, the park didn't have a large enough space for aliens to play soccer, hahaha!!!
After all, over two hundred thousand Asgardians plus hundreds of thousands of excited New Yorkers...
Even Liberty State Park, vast as it was, couldn't accommodate that many people.
So even the golf course had been taken over...
At this moment, Stern was exceptionally grateful. It was such a blessing that basketball courts were this small.
Especially because basketball courts didn't have the turf that Asgardians had absolutely fallen in love with!!!
So wonderful!!!
Watching the savage way they played, Volstagg slammed directly into that black man Heisenberg didn't recognize.
In an instant, the already ruined court beneath their feet became even more ruined, and the basketball in the black man's hands flew from his grasp toward the hoop.
After being knocked back half a step, Volstagg hurriedly turned and tried to block.
But the black man, having seized that half-step advantage, ultimately threw the ball into the net.
Looking at this black man, Heisenberg casually asked the people around him,
"Who's that?"
"That's Luke Cage, Lord Heisenberg!"
A blond young man beside him immediately explained excitedly.
"Luke's my friend, his strength is just that explosive."
Listening to this young man, Heisenberg couldn't shake the feeling that the guy irked him a little.
So he looked at the speaker and asked him,
"And you? If you're friends with him, you must be something special too, right?"
"No, no, no, compared to you I'm of course very ordinary, but I'm indeed not an ordinary person!"
At that, the blond young man cupped his hands respectfully toward Heisenberg.
"Daniel Rand, the 134th Iron Fist of K'un-Lun, greets Your Lordship!"
"Oh, so it's the Iron Fist!"
Heisenberg nodded with sudden understanding, then immediately furrowed his brow.
He remembered the Iron Fist was a good lad who hated evil as much as he hated his enemy. How could he be so reverent toward a mafia godfather and an unjust Superman like himself?
At that thought, Heisenberg asked curiously,
"If I'm not mistaken, you and Luke Cage came here because you wanted to see me, didn't you?
Tell me, what do you want!"
"Yes, Your Lordship!"
Iron Fist quickly explained to Heisenberg.
"I only recently returned to New York, and everything you've done here has truly astounded me.
New Yorkers have attained genuine peace. It's almost reached the point where lost items are returned and doors stay unlocked at night.
But aren't the punishments you mete out to all who transgress a little too harsh?
I admit, among those executed by your men, I too feel that death is the fate they deserve.
But there are also many whose crimes aren't that severe. A death sentence is far too cruel for them!
I sincerely hope you could..."
"Hold it!"
Before Iron Fist could finish, Heisenberg cut him off flatly.
Heisenberg reached out and, in an instant too fast for Iron Fist to react, seized him by the shoulder.
"You think I'm too cruel, you think their crimes are too light—that's all just what you think.
If you were an ordinary citizen who'd been harmed by those criminals, you'd understand my decision.
But your power seems to have robbed you of the chance to understand me.
And more than that, your power seems to have given you the courage to offer me suggestions!"
As he spoke, Heisenberg gave Iron Fist a light shake, while inwardly issuing a decisive command to the system.
"System, make this Iron Fist an ordinary person!"
「Received. Returning the dragon power within the 134th Iron Fist to Shou-Lao's body requires 1,226 units of Origin Substance.」
"Mm, do it!"
Having said that, Heisenberg hoisted Iron Fist up completely, while Iron Fist, his face full of terror, discovered that the chi and Shou-Lao's power inside him were continuously vanishing!
At the same time, Heisenberg held Daniel Rand and said to him softly,
"Take a trip to K'un-Lun for me. Tell them to change their Iron Fist.
The power of the dragon—black hair and black eyes would be far more pleasant to look at.
Off you go!"
Whoosh!!!
Heisenberg hurled Daniel Rand away with violent force!
Before Daniel flew very far, a golden portal suddenly appeared along his trajectory.
The other side of this portal was, of course, K'un-Lun!
This poor, newly-minted Iron Fist who'd left K'un-Lun less than a month ago thus lost the power he'd been so proud of just moments before.
And inside K'un-Lun, the dragon Shou-Lao, who hadn't been asleep for long, suddenly discovered with bewilderment:
that tiny bit of dragon power he'd grudgingly given to that blond barbarian—how had it returned to his own body?
At the same time, in the K'un-Lun paradise.
The Jade Emperor, ruler of K'un-Lun, was meditating.
Golden light flashed before him, and the Jade Emperor immediately rose to his feet, on guard.
"This is... a sorcerer's portal?"
Watching the portal rapidly take shape before his eyes, the Jade Emperor muttered in puzzlement.
The next second, Daniel Rand, screaming, smashed right into the Jade Emperor!
Even as the Jade Emperor desperately tried to deflect the force, he was sent flying into a wall by the incoming Daniel.
The two plowed through countless structures before finally coming to a halt in front of the revived dragon Shou-Lao.
At the same time, without any warning, the Ancient One appeared within K'un-Lun through a portal, hands clasped behind her back.
"Long time no see, Shou-Lao!"
"Ah, long time no see, Ancient One."
The dragon and the Ancient One exchanged a greeting, then the dragon pointed a whisker at the two figures sprawled on the ground and asked,
"What's all this..."
"Oh, this."
The Ancient One smiled slightly.
"Your Iron Fist just met with Heisenberg.
He suggests you change your Iron Fist.
And I think he's right!"
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