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Chapter 1056
chapter 0442 part 3
With Tang Song's strength now, unless facing those multiversal level existences directly, others before him were just a bunch of insignificant beings.
The series of fortuitous encounters brought by the Main God Component saved him thousands, even tens of thousands of years of cultivation time. His cultivation base has now reached the Golden Immortal Realm, which can be said to have reached the bearing limit of a universe.
He naturally wouldn't put the Justice League and Avengers in his eyes anymore, especially since they had also signed a contract and become his agents, with their lives and deaths in his hands.
"Don't worry, I'm not some evil god, nor am I those extreme environmentalists. I have no interest in destruction. At most, it's just developing followers and getting some resources!"
Diana gently nodded, but sighed heavily in her heart. She didn't know if the words this man before her said were true or false.
But strength is the basis of everything. People without strength are not qualified to demand equal treatment from others.
Diana extended her hand towards Tang Song: "Then, Tang, are we friends again? Hmm, I hope our friendship won't be damaged by certain misunderstandings in the future."
Diana said it very seriously because she truly wanted to mend the relationship between the Justice League and Tang Song.
After all, no one wants to be constantly stared at by a powerful deity.
Gripping Diana's fair and tender hand, Tang Song nodded: "I never abandon my followers and friends. Since you have become my agents, then we are one. In the future, we will have many things to do together!"
The next day, sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling window into the master bedroom of Lake Heart Island Manor. Boss Tang opened his eyes from that large golden silk nanmu bed that could accommodate over a dozen people.
At this moment, the bedroom was empty. Early in the morning, Hela was pulled by Skye and others, each in a sports car, heading to the luxury goods store in Raccoon City for some shopping. Women, whether mortal or deity, have a hobby for luxury goods and jewelry, just like giant dragons for gold; that obsession comes from their bloodline.
Although the cloakrooms of just the few of them in the manor could rival the area of over a dozen other people's homes, it was clear that this group of women enjoyed the fun of shopping.
"Boss!"
In the small living room of the manor, when Tang Song finished washing up and came here, Lane was in the living room, flipping through the data on the holographic screen before him while eating breakfast.
Hearing Tang Song's footsteps, Lane looked up and greeted Tang Song, then continued to read and revise the electronic documents.
"Where is Kane?" Tang Song asked casually after sitting down.
"After you returned to your room to rest yesterday, Frank returned. They took those two Hell Lords, and a group of people went to New York. They said they went to a bar and haven't returned yet—"
The maid brought exquisite Chinese breakfast, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and thick millet porridge cooked just right.
What surprised Tang Song was that there were actually Shaobing in the breakfast—
This snack from his hometown in his previous life is not common abroad. Even those Chinese chefs in the manor wouldn't spend effort researching this thing.
Tang Song picked one up and took a bite. Hmm, it tastes good. The skin is crispy, the cooking heat was just right, and the ratio of sesame and syrup was also well-controlled.
Tang Song, who had cultivated in seclusion for a long time and hadn't properly enjoyed breakfast for a long time, rarely had such a good appetite. "Boss, are we really not going to care about Thanos's matter? I feel that the Thanos they discovered in that parallel universe is very likely the one who went missing from here!"
Lane finished the last bite of fried egg on his plate, took out a golden medicinal pill, and put it in his mouth. For him, who has cultivated the Black Dragon True Body, if he really ate freely, eating nine cows a day wouldn't be enough. Ordinary food was just for satisfying cravings; what truly fills his stomach are the medicinal pills refined by Tang Song.
"Since others have refused our help, we don't need to rush to offer unrequited effort. I have a premonition that this time they will probably suffer great loss. Do they really think they can walk sideways in the multiverse just with one Superman? It's not like he's Golden Superman!"
Tang Song finished one Shaobing, wiped the sesame seeds from the corner of his mouth, picked up the golden millet porridge cooked before him, and took a sip.
"How is the check on those cosmic coordinates Quill mentioned going?"
"The people sent out have returned. There seems to be something you are interested in in one universe!"
Saying that, Lane swiped a finger in front of him, and a holographic screen was projected in front of Tang Song. "Autobots, move out!"
That was a video clip. Inside an abandoned factory, a truck, accompanied by a muffled roar, transformed into a tall robot. It was a fighting video of it charging up and blasting away another robot.
"Optimus Prime, Transformers, the Allspark?! It is indeed a good thing!"
(end of chapter)
With Tang Song's strength now, unless facing those multiversal level existences directly, others before him were just a bunch of insignificant beings.
The series of fortuitous encounters brought by the Main God Component saved him thousands, even tens of thousands of years of cultivation time. His cultivation base has now reached the Golden Immortal Realm, which can be said to have reached the bearing limit of a universe.
He naturally wouldn't put the Justice League and Avengers in his eyes anymore, especially since they had also signed a contract and become his agents, with their lives and deaths in his hands.
"Don't worry, I'm not some evil god, nor am I those extreme environmentalists. I have no interest in destruction. At most, it's just developing followers and getting some resources!"
Diana gently nodded, but sighed heavily in her heart. She didn't know if the words this man before her said were true or false.
But strength is the basis of everything. People without strength are not qualified to demand equal treatment from others.
Diana extended her hand towards Tang Song: "Then, Tang, are we friends again? Hmm, I hope our friendship won't be damaged by certain misunderstandings in the future."
Diana said it very seriously because she truly wanted to mend the relationship between the Justice League and Tang Song.
After all, no one wants to be constantly stared at by a powerful deity.
Gripping Diana's fair and tender hand, Tang Song nodded: "I never abandon my followers and friends. Since you have become my agents, then we are one. In the future, we will have many things to do together!"
The next day, sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling window into the master bedroom of Lake Heart Island Manor. Boss Tang opened his eyes from that large golden silk nanmu bed that could accommodate over a dozen people.
At this moment, the bedroom was empty. Early in the morning, Hela was pulled by Skye and others, each in a sports car, heading to the luxury goods store in Raccoon City for some shopping. Women, whether mortal or deity, have a hobby for luxury goods and jewelry, just like giant dragons for gold; that obsession comes from their bloodline.
Although the cloakrooms of just the few of them in the manor could rival the area of over a dozen other people's homes, it was clear that this group of women enjoyed the fun of shopping.
"Boss!"
In the small living room of the manor, when Tang Song finished washing up and came here, Lane was in the living room, flipping through the data on the holographic screen before him while eating breakfast.
Hearing Tang Song's footsteps, Lane looked up and greeted Tang Song, then continued to read and revise the electronic documents.
"Where is Kane?" Tang Song asked casually after sitting down.
"After you returned to your room to rest yesterday, Frank returned. They took those two Hell Lords, and a group of people went to New York. They said they went to a bar and haven't returned yet—"
The maid brought exquisite Chinese breakfast, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and thick millet porridge cooked just right.
What surprised Tang Song was that there were actually Shaobing in the breakfast—
This snack from his hometown in his previous life is not common abroad. Even those Chinese chefs in the manor wouldn't spend effort researching this thing.
Tang Song picked one up and took a bite. Hmm, it tastes good. The skin is crispy, the cooking heat was just right, and the ratio of sesame and syrup was also well-controlled.
Tang Song, who had cultivated in seclusion for a long time and hadn't properly enjoyed breakfast for a long time, rarely had such a good appetite. "Boss, are we really not going to care about Thanos's matter? I feel that the Thanos they discovered in that parallel universe is very likely the one who went missing from here!"
Lane finished the last bite of fried egg on his plate, took out a golden medicinal pill, and put it in his mouth. For him, who has cultivated the Black Dragon True Body, if he really ate freely, eating nine cows a day wouldn't be enough. Ordinary food was just for satisfying cravings; what truly fills his stomach are the medicinal pills refined by Tang Song.
"Since others have refused our help, we don't need to rush to offer unrequited effort. I have a premonition that this time they will probably suffer great loss. Do they really think they can walk sideways in the multiverse just with one Superman? It's not like he's Golden Superman!"
Tang Song finished one Shaobing, wiped the sesame seeds from the corner of his mouth, picked up the golden millet porridge cooked before him, and took a sip.
"How is the check on those cosmic coordinates Quill mentioned going?"
"The people sent out have returned. There seems to be something you are interested in in one universe!"
Saying that, Lane swiped a finger in front of him, and a holographic screen was projected in front of Tang Song. "Autobots, move out!"
That was a video clip. Inside an abandoned factory, a truck, accompanied by a muffled roar, transformed into a tall robot. It was a fighting video of it charging up and blasting away another robot.
"Optimus Prime, Transformers, the Allspark?! It is indeed a good thing!"
(end of chapter)
