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Mount Juno.

The back hall of Moriya Shrine.

Compared with the main hall where believers are received, the back hall is relatively private, and it is also a more secret place for the gods.

And the guests who can come here to meet are naturally extraordinary.

"Wow."

"It really shines like gold, gold is a good thing!"

Yasaka Kanako couldn't help admiring.

Gods who are "non-human" naturally don't need gold, but they can't stand the love of the majority of believers!

With gold, "faith" will continue to flow!

This is Kanako Yasaka's unique trick about collecting beliefs over the years.

"Since adults like it, then these are dedicated to you by my boss."

"As a tribute to the opening of this beautiful shrine!"

Put your hands together, the movement is standard.

Compared with Justin Hammer's half-baked movements, Ms. Bullseye's worship etiquette can be described as standard.

Women, especially this woman who is good at disguising, are always quick to learn rituals.

Regardless of whether Ms. Bullseye has worshiped God before, she has been preparing for this meeting for a long time.

She didn't want to make Mr. Wilson look bad.

Boom!

The sealed copper box was opened, and the gold bricks piled up layer by layer, this moment is so dazzling.

This is the tribute brought by Wilson Fisco, a wealth that is simple and unpretentious but cannot be ignored.

Each piece also has a special logo on it.

"oh."

"I have read the news, Stark Charity, this logo represents this meaning?!"

Kanako Yasaka stretched out her hand a little.

The golden brick floated up out of thin air and appeared in front of the gods. She was curious about it turning left and right, and then looked carefully.

Ha ha.

Isn't this the same as becoming a senior among the players, because of the playboy's wealth robbed by the black hand Valon?

I didn't expect to appear here, this feeling is really amazing.

"hehe."

"These useless patterns add more value to this batch of gold, but for us, they lack practicality."

"Wilson Fisker pays tribute to both!"

A muscular fat man in a tight suit, Wilson behaved politely, bending slightly while holding a golden cane.

Unlike Justin Hammer, he didn't show a businessman-like smile.

on the contrary.

The aura of the former dark boss in him is really strong.

"Not bad."

"Among the human beings I've met, you're considered a maverick."

Kanako Yasaka observed Wilson, or the human being called Kinna, which was interesting.

A guy who weighs several hundred kilograms and whose whole body is full of muscles, a freak who knows that he can wield the ultimate human strength just by looking at it.

Holding a gold cane, wearing a thick gold ring on his finger, and even a few chains around his neck.

Ten dozen ten pure gold, full of aura of wealth, and these are the performances of Wilson's strength.

On the one hand, he said that the Stark Group logo on the gold bricks in front of him is the most valuable.

And on the other hand.

Without hesitation, he melted these gold bricks and turned them into capital for his comeback.

No……

Even turned into an ornament on his body to cover up his aura.

wild!

Compared to Justin Hammer, who was also at the top of the capital before, Jin is much wilder!

Even though both of them call themselves businessmen.

Arms dealers, underworld merchants, but the differences between human beings are still very different.

And sometimes, in the long years of the gods, these guys are the most interesting things to Yasaka Kanako and the others.

"The Moriya Shrine accepts offerings from all believers!"

"I will treat you well, please rest assured, Lord God will definitely understand your thoughts."

And in the face of these "wealths", the happiest thing is the little witch Dongfenggu Sanae.

Although since coming to the new world, he has been busy taking care of the shrine, and has not had much contact with the outside world.

Some news about the world is also not well-informed, and Sanae is actually not interested in these.

What she thinks is that Kanako-sama and Suwako-sama can live a good life with her, and it would be even better if the shrine can be developed well.

And now!

Ren's plan for cooking duel did not see any results, but this new "believer" brought so much gold at once.

Very good.

She really doesn't have to live in poverty anymore, and she doesn't have to worry about living a miserable life like a poor witch in Gensokyo.

yeah!

There is absolutely nothing better than this.

"call!"

A breeze hits.

Dongfenggu Sanae swept away all the gold bricks brought by Jinhe, and then bounced away from the side door.

The rest of the matter will be negotiated by Lord Shenming, and she is going to count the gold with Xiao Ai.

...

"Sorry, my kid is always impatient."

Yasaka Kanako shook her head, then said to Wilson and the others with a smile, she was really patient.

Anyway, she was in her own shrine, so why was she in a hurry.

However.

The stone-carved old dragon who was hugged by Lianxue was getting impatient for waiting.

"alright!"

"Wilson let your men go out, we should talk about business."

The Holy Master suppressed his anger.

Try to tell yourself that he is here to talk about cooperation, not to find trouble in this shrine.

Obviously they were the first to come up, and the two gods in front of them actually went to receive the human beings first.

Listen, is there a cook who cooks? !

Just be damned.

If this was the temper of the Holy Master when he was in his prime, the old dragon would not be so easy to talk, and would have sprayed it with a mouthful of dragon flames.

How could the demon king in ancient times be so neglected? !

pity……

Today is different from the past, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, only patience!

"Hehehe."

"You really are a narrow-minded old dragon, your tone has changed!"

Don't underestimate them because of their appearance, the best explanation for the two gods is to grow old and mature.

In the room, the Holy Master's voice vibrated with the magic power, and both Suwako and Kanako raised their eyes slightly.

Their divine power is clearly perceived, and the breath of the fiery dragon becomes even hotter.

"Business?!"

"Understood, understood, to help you release the sealed brothers and sisters, Yamanomami was right."

"Well, we talked about this before, so... what about the reward?!"

...

"When my brothers and sisters gather together to reproduce the scene of ruling the world in ancient times, then..."

"You two also have a place for you."

The words basically came out of his mouth.

For the Holy Master, there is basically no need to go through this kind of deceptive rhetoric, and the brain comes out of his mouth.

However.

Yasaka Kanako didn't care about this.

"Hahaha."

"We don't want to tell about our past glory, or the legends that have ended."

"However……"

"Whether it's a frog or a snake, we all once formed a huge kingdom together with humans, and even our names are still being passed down."

Kanako Yasaka stood up and walked step by step in front of the Holy Lord, a god, facing the demon sealed as a stone sculpture.

The "non-humans" who ruled the earth in ancient times, they may be called gods, are also feared by the world like demon kings.

but!

These beings are all the same.

It is unrealistic for the Holy Lord to draw over the Moriya Shrine by painting a pancake, because this one is more realistic than what they have eaten.

Moreover, it was the mouth of the greedy snake that swallowed the frog whole, or the frog still shrouded fear in the former kingdom with the help of the snake's appetite.

The two of them are one, now nothing else is needed, only faith, only interests!

"Be realistic."

"I don't want us to have been in touch for so long, and we will break up after meeting like this."

Yasaka Kanako's clear eyes met the holy master's scarlet dragon eyes.

Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the jade pillar of the sky behind him was slowly floating, but the words he said were not pleasant at all.

"perhaps."

"I should talk to the black hand or the mage, they also know about the demon's past, don't they?!"

"!!"

hum!

When Yasaka Kanako finished speaking, the magic power belonging to the Holy Master in the room fluctuated violently for an instant.

Even the temperature has risen, and the rapid rise of anger has made the position of the dragon's mouth in the stone carving unable to stop the flames from leaking out.

"??"

But the next moment.

Sitting cross-legged on the table, Suwako Keiya leaned on her head with one hand, the small eyeballs on the hat suddenly lifted up.

Wow!

No movement was seen, the water vapor in the room quickly permeated, and the hot situation just now eased immediately.

The old dragon didn't even vent his anger, everything just disappeared.

"Oh oh oh."

"The demon king in the ancient times, wouldn't he want to do something here just because of my words."

Kanako Yasaka had a nasty smile on her face.

Treat the same "monsters", the real "non-humans", who doesn't know who among them.

So there is no need to act like facing human beings. Sometimes being straightforward can explain the problem more easily.

"You're threatening me."

The Holy Master's deep voice echoed.

It mentioned the black hand again, and the mage again, the god who didn't know what was good or bad in front of him was just a snake.

Not only dare to disobey the great dragon, but even dare to threaten the fire demon, damn it!

I really want to burn her to death!

I really want to burn this shrine together and let it melt in the magma, so as to vent the wrath of the Holy Lord.

"Oh, I didn't say that, but..."

Yasaka Kanako spread her hands, she didn't have too many taboos when dealing with the living stone sculpture in front of her.

"If you insist on understanding it this way, I can't help it."

"I'll repeat it to you again, if you want us to help, then come up with the reward you want."

"and……"

"Don't talk about those illusory things, I want it right away, right now, right now!"

...

Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

Originally known as a beautiful land, as the largest city in Wisconsin, whether it is industry, manufacturing, or tourism, it has developed quite comprehensively.

Mitchell International Airport.

A shiny Quin-type fighter, to be precise, a modified Quin-type fighter.

This thing was originally needed for quick combat, but now... for Mister Immortal.

Um.

It should be a special machine for sightseeing trips.

to this end.

He even opened a small private parking lot for him alone. This kind of special treatment really made Craig feel excited.

This moment.

With a big bag in his hand, he really looks like Craig who is out on a trip. He has already changed into his eye-catching superhero combat uniform, and is preparing to board the plane with an excited expression.

"Ha, private jet, how handsome!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Touching the leather sofa chair, feeling its smooth touch and soft collapse, Craig sat down.

Craig was also sharp-eyed and found a small freezer in the corner. Alexander Pierce really put his heart into it.

In order to corrupt this superhero with sugar-coated shells, the aircraft was transformed into a sparrow that is small but has all internal organs.

"I've already figured it out!"

Craig turned his head to look at Big Bertha beside him seriously and said.

"It's the hatch we came up from just now!"

"How about I write a big logo on the fuselage next to it? It's the same blue as the combat uniform on my body, so it must be very conspicuous."

"Oh, yes, and~"

As if he suddenly thought of something, Craig slapped his thigh fiercely, picked up the canned drink next to him, took two big gulps, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

"I also want to print my full-length head portrait, um... To be honest, do you like the left wing or the right wing?"

"I personally feel that it must be quite handsome to have your big face printed on the left wing of the plane!"

"..."

Big Bertha looked at Craig, who jumped up and down, happy like a monkey, and couldn't sit still.

Sighing helplessly, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the brow bone, and squinted at Robert, who was also sitting not far beside him.

The square-headed Robert, instead of the little scientist, they set off with Craig, and he can be regarded as the robot steward of this journey.

"Set off!"

"Target Juno Mountain!!"

Following Craig's order, accompanied by the roar of the engine, the extremely streamlined Quin-jet fighter officially took off.

Um!

As expected of Mr. Immortal, he is really imposing! !

However……

Then, in the blue sky.

The screams belonging to Craig continued to echo.

"Wow~"

"No, no, I can't be taller!"

"I'm airsick, vomit~"

It turns out.

After all, it is a special fighter plane made by S.H.I.E.L.D. It is different from the slow civilian plane.

...

Craig was off.

In the familiar old house, the second floor is a blank room.

"According to the monitoring display."

"Alexander Pierce, this Mr. Director has also left by plane, and Romeo's latest insect tracker has also followed."

With an energy bar in his mouth, Bai yawned boredly while playing games with his feet.

"But around the room, there are quite a few people left behind to watch."

As the villain on the screen killed with one blow, directly piercing through the entire boss road, Bai raised his head and looked at his brother standing by the window.

"Sister, you don't need to worry about such things. Isn't everything going according to plan now?"

Sora raised his hand and touched Shiro's head, with a smile on his face.

honestly.

Sora is very interested in how far this native bureau chief can go, or in other words, in this chaotic era where people with various special abilities emerge in an endless stream, Sora is very interested.

And this is very important for his next plan.

"You don't need to pay attention to them, just continue according to our plan."

Thinking of this, Kong closed the blue curtains casually, sat down at the computer desk, looked at the open chat screen in front of him, and quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands.

"Sorry, there was a delay just now."

"How's your recent situation? The tone is not very good. Do you need my help?!"

"Don't worry, we're friends, aren't we?!"