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Chapter 949
chapter 0394 part 1
**Chapter 388: Collection**
The Museum of Lost Civilizations is located in the most bustling commercial district on New York Fifth Avenue, in the hottest area. Owning a shop in this place, where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold, could almost guarantee three generations of ordinary people a life of ease and comfort.
And to be able to build a private museum covering tens of thousands of square meters in such a location, the Mastermind behind it naturally possesses wealth unimaginable to ordinary people and a status towering above the entire Federation's upper echelon. One must know that the location here is not something ordinary businessmen can touch.
The Collector Tivan lay comfortably on a soft couch rocker on the second floor of the museum, looking down at the visitors coming and going on the first floor, listening to the exclamations of wonder and praise from those ignorant humans below. A satisfied smile, as if having inhaled something pleasurable, appeared on Tivan's face. As a Cosmic Elder with an age almost equal to the Universe itself, the things Tivan had experienced were simply unimaginable to ordinary people. In his long life, he had spent most of his time, like his brother, holed up in Knowhere, focusing on his small hobby, and did not wish to interfere too much with the affairs of the Universe.
For Tivan, being a Cosmic Elder, having his residence blown up, and even being captured himself, was a naked insult.
However, in the past few years on Earth, Tivan had found a better form of entertainment. He liked listening to others praise his collection items.
In recent years, he had traveled across the entire Earth, from the Himalayan Peaks to the Mariana Trench, from Mount Olympus to K'un-Lun and the Qinling Mountains in a Certain Country, from Death Valley on the Kamchatka Peninsula to Lop Nur in **. His footprints were left everywhere.
Of course, Tivan wasn't in love with adventurous travel. For Tivan, who possessed Skyfather peak strength, there were few places even in the entire Universe worth exploring.
He was merely searching for collection items lost in those dangerous places on Earth that outsiders could hardly reach.
Wave after wave of tourists entered the museum, looking at the ancient, mysterious, or sci-fi exhibits in the museum's glass cases. Their exclamations of admiration almost made Tivan's bones feel soft.
"Daddy, what's this?"
"Oh, honey, this is a ship in a bottle! An ancient model of a sailboat!"
"But how can it be so big and fit into such a small bottle! How did they do it? Is it magic?"
"No, no, honey, this isn't magic, but a technique. First, small parts are put into the bottle separately, and then tools are used to reach in and assemble them from the inside!"
"But, Daddy, it clearly says here it's the Black Pearl sealed by black magic! Isn't black magic magic?"
Tony Stark, wearing a gray suit and brown-red sunglasses, looked at his honey looking at him seriously, his heart almost melted. He bent down and picked up the small person, giving her a fierce kiss amidst her disgusted gaze: "That's right, it's magic. How about Daddy teaches you spellcasting later, scientific magic..."
"Daddy, your beard needs trimming, it's tickling me!"
"Alright, honey, I'll shave my beard clean later. Let me kiss you again!"
"No, I hate it!"
Having entered the energy industry, Stark Industries, relying on selling the Arc Reactor, now has a market value exceeding one trillion US Dollars. As the Major Shareholder of Stark Industries, Tony Stark's wealth has at least increased tenfold.
Two years ago, Tony Stark married Pepper Potts and had a daughter. Tang Song was also invited to attend their wedding and the baptism of Tony Stark's daughter.
However, because Tony Stark had always suspected Tang Song was involved in Nick Fury's Death, he refused Tang Song's suggestion to be his daughter's Godfather.
Unlike the disaster-prone Marvel Cinematic Universe next door, the superpowered crime rate on Earth in this World has greatly decreased due to Tang Song's intervention.
After the Underworld and Dark World were unified, a Dark Order wiped out the chaos.
Some youngsters who had gained supernatural powers and were just starting out, wanting to make a fortune with the little superpower they possessed, were reported to the enforcers by the street Thugs before they could even begin their actions of robbery or robbing armored cars.
These enforcers in the darkness are composed of Werewolf, Vampire, and Cleaner. The Federation's Gang are their informants. These Dark Creatures maintain the order of the supernatural world in their own way.
Compared to these ferocious enforcers, those criminals who awakened superpowers are as naive as newly hatched chicks!
In the Federation, due to the extensive highway network, every Federation Person, after becoming an adult, habitually takes a road trip.
The environment of the Federation, with its vast land and sparse population, easily leads to some accidents, such as Wrong Turn, the Cannibal Tribe living in the woods, and the Evil God Town that uses living sacrifices to Evil God in exchange for favorable weather and a good harvest for their fields.
After Director Maria Hill took over S.H.I.E.L.D., she immediately began to deal with these cases involving mysterious events.
Deputy Director Frank led S.H.I.E.L.D.'s action team to clean up these incident locations one by one. In some remote Small Town in the Federation prone to supernormal anomalies and rarely visited by people, some Werewolves from the Dark Council would even openly take on the roles of Police Chief and Police Officer under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s arrangement.
If they encountered a difficult character, such as a psychopathic killer near Crystal Lake, the Werewolf Tribe responsible for handling this Matter, after losing several tribesmen, applied to the Dark Council for help.
That psychopathic killer with an undying body was finally banished to Hell by two Black Wizards from the Dark Council using banishment magic.
Ordinary Person's criminal behavior will not be handled by the Dark Council behind the enforcers, but when it comes to superpowered criminal behavior, those who dare to challenge the rules are either sent to an Alien Planet to mine or sent to the Raccoon City Hive Laboratory to become guinea pigs.
In the past two years, the overall superpowered crime rate on Earth has plummeted, making the General Public even doubt if the alien invasion they experienced in the past was just a dream.
This also made Iron Man, who had ushered in the era of Earth's supernatural exposure, feel somewhat useless.
However, compared to the days of wearing his armor and acting as a vigilante, his life now had something more important. Holding his most loved one, Tony moved through the crowd. Whenever his daughter's chubby finger pointed, he would carry his daughter to the front of the exhibition hall and act as a temporary guide.
"This is a hammer, from Asgard. The plaque says it's the weapon of an Asgardian Berserker!" Looking at the plaque under the mace, the guide Tony introduced to his Little Princess.
"Berserker, is that the mythology story Mother told me? I remember, I remember, Mother told this story. There are Allfather Odin, there's Thor, and there's Loki. I hate Loki, he shaved Sif's hair off, he's a big bad guy! I want to beat him up for Sif!"
The cute little girl clenched her chubby fist, making fierce expressions, but a little girl just over two years old, delicate and lovely, pouting, only looked cute.
That feigned fierce expression almost melted Tony Stark's heart! He lowered his head and bumped his forehead against his daughter's forehead: "So brave, my honey!"
"Loki is indeed a big bad guy, but Daddy has already taught him a lesson, he won't dare to cut anyone else's hair again!"
**Chapter 388: Collection**
The Museum of Lost Civilizations is located in the most bustling commercial district on New York Fifth Avenue, in the hottest area. Owning a shop in this place, where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold, could almost guarantee three generations of ordinary people a life of ease and comfort.
And to be able to build a private museum covering tens of thousands of square meters in such a location, the Mastermind behind it naturally possesses wealth unimaginable to ordinary people and a status towering above the entire Federation's upper echelon. One must know that the location here is not something ordinary businessmen can touch.
The Collector Tivan lay comfortably on a soft couch rocker on the second floor of the museum, looking down at the visitors coming and going on the first floor, listening to the exclamations of wonder and praise from those ignorant humans below. A satisfied smile, as if having inhaled something pleasurable, appeared on Tivan's face. As a Cosmic Elder with an age almost equal to the Universe itself, the things Tivan had experienced were simply unimaginable to ordinary people. In his long life, he had spent most of his time, like his brother, holed up in Knowhere, focusing on his small hobby, and did not wish to interfere too much with the affairs of the Universe.
For Tivan, being a Cosmic Elder, having his residence blown up, and even being captured himself, was a naked insult.
However, in the past few years on Earth, Tivan had found a better form of entertainment. He liked listening to others praise his collection items.
In recent years, he had traveled across the entire Earth, from the Himalayan Peaks to the Mariana Trench, from Mount Olympus to K'un-Lun and the Qinling Mountains in a Certain Country, from Death Valley on the Kamchatka Peninsula to Lop Nur in **. His footprints were left everywhere.
Of course, Tivan wasn't in love with adventurous travel. For Tivan, who possessed Skyfather peak strength, there were few places even in the entire Universe worth exploring.
He was merely searching for collection items lost in those dangerous places on Earth that outsiders could hardly reach.
Wave after wave of tourists entered the museum, looking at the ancient, mysterious, or sci-fi exhibits in the museum's glass cases. Their exclamations of admiration almost made Tivan's bones feel soft.
"Daddy, what's this?"
"Oh, honey, this is a ship in a bottle! An ancient model of a sailboat!"
"But how can it be so big and fit into such a small bottle! How did they do it? Is it magic?"
"No, no, honey, this isn't magic, but a technique. First, small parts are put into the bottle separately, and then tools are used to reach in and assemble them from the inside!"
"But, Daddy, it clearly says here it's the Black Pearl sealed by black magic! Isn't black magic magic?"
Tony Stark, wearing a gray suit and brown-red sunglasses, looked at his honey looking at him seriously, his heart almost melted. He bent down and picked up the small person, giving her a fierce kiss amidst her disgusted gaze: "That's right, it's magic. How about Daddy teaches you spellcasting later, scientific magic..."
"Daddy, your beard needs trimming, it's tickling me!"
"Alright, honey, I'll shave my beard clean later. Let me kiss you again!"
"No, I hate it!"
Having entered the energy industry, Stark Industries, relying on selling the Arc Reactor, now has a market value exceeding one trillion US Dollars. As the Major Shareholder of Stark Industries, Tony Stark's wealth has at least increased tenfold.
Two years ago, Tony Stark married Pepper Potts and had a daughter. Tang Song was also invited to attend their wedding and the baptism of Tony Stark's daughter.
However, because Tony Stark had always suspected Tang Song was involved in Nick Fury's Death, he refused Tang Song's suggestion to be his daughter's Godfather.
Unlike the disaster-prone Marvel Cinematic Universe next door, the superpowered crime rate on Earth in this World has greatly decreased due to Tang Song's intervention.
After the Underworld and Dark World were unified, a Dark Order wiped out the chaos.
Some youngsters who had gained supernatural powers and were just starting out, wanting to make a fortune with the little superpower they possessed, were reported to the enforcers by the street Thugs before they could even begin their actions of robbery or robbing armored cars.
These enforcers in the darkness are composed of Werewolf, Vampire, and Cleaner. The Federation's Gang are their informants. These Dark Creatures maintain the order of the supernatural world in their own way.
Compared to these ferocious enforcers, those criminals who awakened superpowers are as naive as newly hatched chicks!
In the Federation, due to the extensive highway network, every Federation Person, after becoming an adult, habitually takes a road trip.
The environment of the Federation, with its vast land and sparse population, easily leads to some accidents, such as Wrong Turn, the Cannibal Tribe living in the woods, and the Evil God Town that uses living sacrifices to Evil God in exchange for favorable weather and a good harvest for their fields.
After Director Maria Hill took over S.H.I.E.L.D., she immediately began to deal with these cases involving mysterious events.
Deputy Director Frank led S.H.I.E.L.D.'s action team to clean up these incident locations one by one. In some remote Small Town in the Federation prone to supernormal anomalies and rarely visited by people, some Werewolves from the Dark Council would even openly take on the roles of Police Chief and Police Officer under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s arrangement.
If they encountered a difficult character, such as a psychopathic killer near Crystal Lake, the Werewolf Tribe responsible for handling this Matter, after losing several tribesmen, applied to the Dark Council for help.
That psychopathic killer with an undying body was finally banished to Hell by two Black Wizards from the Dark Council using banishment magic.
Ordinary Person's criminal behavior will not be handled by the Dark Council behind the enforcers, but when it comes to superpowered criminal behavior, those who dare to challenge the rules are either sent to an Alien Planet to mine or sent to the Raccoon City Hive Laboratory to become guinea pigs.
In the past two years, the overall superpowered crime rate on Earth has plummeted, making the General Public even doubt if the alien invasion they experienced in the past was just a dream.
This also made Iron Man, who had ushered in the era of Earth's supernatural exposure, feel somewhat useless.
However, compared to the days of wearing his armor and acting as a vigilante, his life now had something more important. Holding his most loved one, Tony moved through the crowd. Whenever his daughter's chubby finger pointed, he would carry his daughter to the front of the exhibition hall and act as a temporary guide.
"This is a hammer, from Asgard. The plaque says it's the weapon of an Asgardian Berserker!" Looking at the plaque under the mace, the guide Tony introduced to his Little Princess.
"Berserker, is that the mythology story Mother told me? I remember, I remember, Mother told this story. There are Allfather Odin, there's Thor, and there's Loki. I hate Loki, he shaved Sif's hair off, he's a big bad guy! I want to beat him up for Sif!"
The cute little girl clenched her chubby fist, making fierce expressions, but a little girl just over two years old, delicate and lovely, pouting, only looked cute.
That feigned fierce expression almost melted Tony Stark's heart! He lowered his head and bumped his forehead against his daughter's forehead: "So brave, my honey!"
"Loki is indeed a big bad guy, but Daddy has already taught him a lesson, he won't dare to cut anyone else's hair again!"
