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Chapter 679 Loki!
Asking others to help forge a weapon is indeed a good suggestion, as it can both save time, and because the person helping with the forging is a Dwarf, Yang Le doesn't need to worry about the quality at least.
However, Yang Le politely declined this seemingly tempting suggestion. After all, he had already forged version 1.0 of his own weapon. At this point, he was the one who understood this weapon the most, and naturally knew where to start if he wanted to upgrade it later.
Moreover, Yang Le didn't think his forging technique was weaker than that of the Dwarfs. He was using the technology that **Grey Matter's** brain had sorted out and optimized. More importantly, he didn't need to worry about enchantment either, as the Dimensional Demon God Avatar would personally help him with enchantment.
With these advantages, Yang Le could guarantee that unless it was an abstract level Deity, no one's forging technique could surpass his. This was the confidence that **Galvan** and the Dimension Demon God gave him.
Looking at the Uru metal in his hand, even Yang Le couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. After all, things obtained for free are always the best, especially when it's such high-purity Uru metal. With this, not only his own weapon, but Yang Le could even upgrade Gwen's battle suit.
However, Yang Le suppressed the joy in his heart for now and asked Odin.
"I don't quite understand, Your Majesty, why you would show me so much goodwill when you clearly know that I am not the person you are looking for?"
In Yang Le's expectation, although Odin wouldn't fly into a rage, he should at least question him about why he could transform into an Asgardian. But what was happening now was completely different from what he had imagined.
"I am very old, Child." A wise light flashed in Odin's only single eye. "The years I have endured are far beyond human imagination. These years have not only turned me into a grumpy old timer, but also given me a little insignificant wisdom."
"I can almost see through what kind of person you are at a glance." Odin placed his hand on Yang Le's shoulder. "I can see that you are a good child, and you are willing to extend your helping hand to help others when it does not affect yourself."
"That's enough. You must know that extending a helping hand when you can is the most correct behavior. Otherwise, your impulsiveness is likely to harm yourself and the people around you."
Odin was clearly talking to Yang Le, but looking at his gaze, Yang Le always felt that he was talking to others through him. Yang Le felt that it was very likely to be that deceased Tyr.
Yang Le didn't have a deep understanding of the Marvel Odin family, but he still knew that Marvel had drawn those key point gods, but the relationships and godhood of these gods were disrupted by Marvel's writers.
Take Loki, the most well-known one, for example. His seniority was changed the most outrageously, but everyone knows this, so I won't go into details. There are also a few less well-known ones, such as Tyr.
According to Norse Mythology, Tyr should be younger than Thor, but he was described as an older brother to Thor.
Then there are Balder and Hodr. Balder is the first in line of succession after Tyr's death, and he is also the God of Light, making him one of the least changed.
As for Hodr, the changes are more significant. Not only was he turned into an old hunter, but also a purely blind God.
It can only be said that if you know the original Norse Mythology story and then read the Marvel version, you will probably feel a burst of bewildered. Fortunately, Yang Le knew the Marvel Comics first and then learned about Norse Mythology, so he wouldn't have this difficulty.
Odin, who was using Yang Le as a substitute, quickly recovered. He apologized to Yang Le again, asking him to forgive an old timer's sentimentality. Yang Le said he didn't mind, but silently equated Odin with a lonely old man in his heart.
"In short, just like Thor once said, since you have been chosen by Godhood, it proves that you are a human capable of shouldering its duty, so this old timer of mine won't waste any more words. I just hope you can make good use of this power."
"I will." Yang Le nodded. When Odin spoke to him, his tone was more like an elder's exhortation to a younger generation. Coupled with the goodwill that was about to overflow, no normal person could dislike him.
"Alright, stop dragging the child and talking nonsense." Frigga playfully pulled Odin away. "The banquet hall is ready, and the children are still hungry."
"Indeed." Thor took over the topic. "Before I came, I promised Habby and Gwen that I would let them experience the beauty of Asgard delicious food."
Seeing this, Odin didn't say anything more, waved his hand to signal the servants to lead the way, and then walked towards outside the door before the servants could move. The servants, who were a step behind, could only catch up in a hurry.
Thor laughed loudly and pulled Yang Le forward. Gwen, who had been a passerby for a long time, was also held back by Frigga, who was also one step behind, seemingly preparing to chat about some topics between women.
The group set off towards the banquet hall. Halfway there, Frigga seemed to suddenly remember something and called out to Thor.
"Oh right, Thor, Loki is already waiting for you in the banquet hall."
Hearing this, Thor, who was just chatting and farting with Yang Le, suddenly froze. He turned his head like a machine and looked back at Frigga, who had a smile on her face.
"Aren't you joking?"
Frigga smiled gently and said, "You know, child, I don't like to joke. That's something Loki uses to tease you."
"What's wrong?" Gwen didn't quite understand why the atmosphere changed when someone was mentioned. Could this Loki really be a bad boy like Yang Le said? But looking at Thor's appearance, it didn't seem like anger.
This feeling was more like... helplessness, as if he felt at a loss when the person mentioned was brought up.
Yang Le touched his chin silently, while his brain was running fast. It seemed that the Loki in this universe also had some differences from his awareness. However, just looking at Thor's appearance, it was really hard to guess what exactly it was.
But there was no need to bother guessing. The gate of the banquet hall was just ahead. If Frigga hadn't lied, then they would know everything as soon as they pushed open this door.
Before the group even reached the door, the servants on both sides had already started pushing the door open. Judging from their movements, they were skilled workers. When the group reached the front, the gate was just fully opened.
Seeing this, Yang Le and Gwen poked their heads out in unison. They were both a little bit curious about this Loki who made Thor helpless.
As the door opened, the first thing that came into view was a long table, which seemed to be made of some kind of metal. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, some of which Yang Le and Gwen couldn't even recognize the raw materials.
But these were not the key point. The key point was the circle of chairs around the table. One of the chairs was already occupied by someone, a beautiful woman with dark curly hair.
(End of chapter)
Asking others to help forge a weapon is indeed a good suggestion, as it can both save time, and because the person helping with the forging is a Dwarf, Yang Le doesn't need to worry about the quality at least.
However, Yang Le politely declined this seemingly tempting suggestion. After all, he had already forged version 1.0 of his own weapon. At this point, he was the one who understood this weapon the most, and naturally knew where to start if he wanted to upgrade it later.
Moreover, Yang Le didn't think his forging technique was weaker than that of the Dwarfs. He was using the technology that **Grey Matter's** brain had sorted out and optimized. More importantly, he didn't need to worry about enchantment either, as the Dimensional Demon God Avatar would personally help him with enchantment.
With these advantages, Yang Le could guarantee that unless it was an abstract level Deity, no one's forging technique could surpass his. This was the confidence that **Galvan** and the Dimension Demon God gave him.
Looking at the Uru metal in his hand, even Yang Le couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. After all, things obtained for free are always the best, especially when it's such high-purity Uru metal. With this, not only his own weapon, but Yang Le could even upgrade Gwen's battle suit.
However, Yang Le suppressed the joy in his heart for now and asked Odin.
"I don't quite understand, Your Majesty, why you would show me so much goodwill when you clearly know that I am not the person you are looking for?"
In Yang Le's expectation, although Odin wouldn't fly into a rage, he should at least question him about why he could transform into an Asgardian. But what was happening now was completely different from what he had imagined.
"I am very old, Child." A wise light flashed in Odin's only single eye. "The years I have endured are far beyond human imagination. These years have not only turned me into a grumpy old timer, but also given me a little insignificant wisdom."
"I can almost see through what kind of person you are at a glance." Odin placed his hand on Yang Le's shoulder. "I can see that you are a good child, and you are willing to extend your helping hand to help others when it does not affect yourself."
"That's enough. You must know that extending a helping hand when you can is the most correct behavior. Otherwise, your impulsiveness is likely to harm yourself and the people around you."
Odin was clearly talking to Yang Le, but looking at his gaze, Yang Le always felt that he was talking to others through him. Yang Le felt that it was very likely to be that deceased Tyr.
Yang Le didn't have a deep understanding of the Marvel Odin family, but he still knew that Marvel had drawn those key point gods, but the relationships and godhood of these gods were disrupted by Marvel's writers.
Take Loki, the most well-known one, for example. His seniority was changed the most outrageously, but everyone knows this, so I won't go into details. There are also a few less well-known ones, such as Tyr.
According to Norse Mythology, Tyr should be younger than Thor, but he was described as an older brother to Thor.
Then there are Balder and Hodr. Balder is the first in line of succession after Tyr's death, and he is also the God of Light, making him one of the least changed.
As for Hodr, the changes are more significant. Not only was he turned into an old hunter, but also a purely blind God.
It can only be said that if you know the original Norse Mythology story and then read the Marvel version, you will probably feel a burst of bewildered. Fortunately, Yang Le knew the Marvel Comics first and then learned about Norse Mythology, so he wouldn't have this difficulty.
Odin, who was using Yang Le as a substitute, quickly recovered. He apologized to Yang Le again, asking him to forgive an old timer's sentimentality. Yang Le said he didn't mind, but silently equated Odin with a lonely old man in his heart.
"In short, just like Thor once said, since you have been chosen by Godhood, it proves that you are a human capable of shouldering its duty, so this old timer of mine won't waste any more words. I just hope you can make good use of this power."
"I will." Yang Le nodded. When Odin spoke to him, his tone was more like an elder's exhortation to a younger generation. Coupled with the goodwill that was about to overflow, no normal person could dislike him.
"Alright, stop dragging the child and talking nonsense." Frigga playfully pulled Odin away. "The banquet hall is ready, and the children are still hungry."
"Indeed." Thor took over the topic. "Before I came, I promised Habby and Gwen that I would let them experience the beauty of Asgard delicious food."
Seeing this, Odin didn't say anything more, waved his hand to signal the servants to lead the way, and then walked towards outside the door before the servants could move. The servants, who were a step behind, could only catch up in a hurry.
Thor laughed loudly and pulled Yang Le forward. Gwen, who had been a passerby for a long time, was also held back by Frigga, who was also one step behind, seemingly preparing to chat about some topics between women.
The group set off towards the banquet hall. Halfway there, Frigga seemed to suddenly remember something and called out to Thor.
"Oh right, Thor, Loki is already waiting for you in the banquet hall."
Hearing this, Thor, who was just chatting and farting with Yang Le, suddenly froze. He turned his head like a machine and looked back at Frigga, who had a smile on her face.
"Aren't you joking?"
Frigga smiled gently and said, "You know, child, I don't like to joke. That's something Loki uses to tease you."
"What's wrong?" Gwen didn't quite understand why the atmosphere changed when someone was mentioned. Could this Loki really be a bad boy like Yang Le said? But looking at Thor's appearance, it didn't seem like anger.
This feeling was more like... helplessness, as if he felt at a loss when the person mentioned was brought up.
Yang Le touched his chin silently, while his brain was running fast. It seemed that the Loki in this universe also had some differences from his awareness. However, just looking at Thor's appearance, it was really hard to guess what exactly it was.
But there was no need to bother guessing. The gate of the banquet hall was just ahead. If Frigga hadn't lied, then they would know everything as soon as they pushed open this door.
Before the group even reached the door, the servants on both sides had already started pushing the door open. Judging from their movements, they were skilled workers. When the group reached the front, the gate was just fully opened.
Seeing this, Yang Le and Gwen poked their heads out in unison. They were both a little bit curious about this Loki who made Thor helpless.
As the door opened, the first thing that came into view was a long table, which seemed to be made of some kind of metal. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, some of which Yang Le and Gwen couldn't even recognize the raw materials.
But these were not the key point. The key point was the circle of chairs around the table. One of the chairs was already occupied by someone, a beautiful woman with dark curly hair.
(End of chapter)
