Chapter 2835: Joker and the King (Part 3)

"Heimdall!!!" Loki had just finished shouting this when he suddenly remembered that there was no Heimdall in the Battleworld. He had to let out a long sigh, grabbed the crocodile on the table, and threw it out the window.

"Let Loki from Universe 0632 come to see me!"

Not long after, the door was opened, and another Loki holding a staff appeared at the door, leaning against the door frame and saying, "You looking for me?"

"What's going on with the accounts of the material supply department of your universe's spaceship research institute?" Loki turned his head to look at him and said, "The warehouse caught fire more than 500 times in 600 years. It's really a loss for you that Odin didn't give you the position of God of Fire!"

That Loki looked very young and didn't care at all. He shook his head and said, "Who told him not to give me the ship gun core I took a fancy to? I burned his warehouse. No one can have what I didn't get..."

With a "bang," that Loki was swung out. All the Lokis in the office raised their eyes for a moment, then immediately lowered their heads to continue checking the accounts.

Loki swung his hammer, looked at the crocodile Loki flying back, and said, "Go ask who still has cross-regional communication traffic, and send a message to his brother immediately, saying that his younger brother is in our hands..."

"No, I mean, send the problematic parts of the accounts to his brother," Loki rubbed his temples, which were throbbing with pain. He was really a bit angry and confused recently.

President Loki walked in, stepping over the upper body of the small Loki who had been knocked unconscious, and said with his arms crossed, "The statistics are out. We guessed right. As long as it's a universe on the main timeline, 70% of Asgards will definitely face Ragnarok within 300 years."

"We don't have much time left," Loki glanced angrily at the small Loki he had knocked unconscious and said, "And yet there are still so many black sheep here!"

"Don't be angry. Who hasn't been a black sheep?" President Loki said with a smile. He walked to Loki's side, put his hand on the windowsill, and said, "I don't think telling Thor the result will change anything. Before he awakens, he will never awaken."

"Then we'll do it ourselves," another Loki said without raising his head.

"Dad only cares about fighting and ignores everything. Sister destroyed half of Asgard as soon as she made a move. Brother, if he had even a little bit of brain, he wouldn't be completely brainless. I really owe the Odinson family!"

Loki threw the account book onto the table, but suddenly realized that he sounded a bit too much like a resentful woman, so he said, "Fortunately, there are a few reliable Thors. Where is the brother of that Rune King Thor? And that Thor who also became the All-Father, where is his brother? Call them all over."

Soon, many Lokis gathered together. The Lokis whose brothers were more promising were not so rampant. Among them, the brother of the All-Father Thor was also helping his brother handle government affairs and got along best with Loki. There was also a brother of the Lord Thor, who, although a bit timid, also had the strength to manage the Nine Realms.

For Loki, exploring the Battleworld or something was not important at all, because they were already unable to protect themselves. Ever since his brother became the God of Light, he had been exploring ways to completely get rid of Ragnarok, but currently, it seemed that the best way was to delay it by providing enough power, and there was no good way to completely solve it.

But without merging other forces, Thor's strength could at most reach the peak of a single universe. If they merged into a trinity, they could reach the strength of a multiverse, but it was useless because this was Asgard's own destiny and could not be solved by others.

And if they wanted to break through in strength, they had to merge other forces, either sacrificing their own eyes to the World Tree or merging with other powerful forces. Thor didn't want to take either of these two paths, and the vast majority of universes couldn't take them either.

Thor wanted to save not only his own universe but all other Asgards, so he had to find a way for most universes to avoid it before the large-scale Ragnarok broke out.

Although they could call on other universes to obtain enough power to delay the arrival of Ragnarok, the problem was that a clever woman couldn't cook without rice. Some universes really couldn't get more power, some universes' Asgards couldn't unite, and some universes where the Thor brothers hadn't fully grown up were even more powerless.

Therefore, this Battleworld was the best time for the Asgard of Schiller's universe to unite other universes and find a way out together. Everything else could be put aside first; they had to solve their own survival problem first.

Before entering the Battleworld, Thor, Loki, and Hela had already discussed that they must all obtain leadership in their respective teams so that they could unite everyone.

Loki's side was easy to handle because many multiverse Lokis had been picked up by Loki and brought home when the Time Variance Authority had an accident, and they had been helping to handle government affairs in the Prince's Mansion.

Lokis were not the type to believe that whoever had the biggest fist was the boss. Seeing that many people supported Loki, most of them just pinched their noses and acknowledged it.

Thor and Hela's side wasn't so simple. Through the cross-regional communication function, he learned that it was a fierce battle over there. Loki only knew through their descriptions that there were so many powerful Thors, and even the God of Light, who was at the peak of a single universe, didn't have a foolproof plan to take them down.

According to Thor, the most powerful one was the Rune King. He was like Odin, sacrificing his eyes to the World Tree to obtain incomparably powerful rune power, making him a quite tricky opponent.

Fortunately, the Rune King of this universe had already solved the Ragnarok problem of their universe. He and Thor were basically on the same front, feeling that this problem had to be solved sooner or later and that he had the responsibility to help other Asgards.

The All-Father Thor, who had become the All-Father, was about the same. Although very strong, he was relatively rational and willing to help Thor.

The most difficult one was this Lord Thor who was fighting Thor right now. It was said that his kind side had been separated, leading to him being particularly arrogant and a grumpy dictator.

Such a person certainly couldn't be persuaded by reason, so Thor was currently dueling with him.

Hela's situation was about the same. Although the gap between Helas wasn't that big, these eldest princesses were born war-maniacs, fighting as soon as they met, and Hela couldn't get away for the time being.

After Loki received the news from Thor and Hela, he thought for a while and sent another message.

Helen restored her original body but shrank her size. At this time, she was sunbathing on the island. The Small Animal Alliance was assigned to a tropical island, and Gray Mist was using his special talent to build houses between the islands.

They might be the only team that didn't have to worry about materials. Gray Mist could shape sand into any shape. At this time, he had built a huge sand castle, and Rocket Raccoon was supervising the work on the side.

Suddenly, the team channel rang. After clicking it, they found that Helen had sent a picture, and the person on it seemed to be Thor.

"Loki said let us not hold back when we meet this grumpy guy, and beat him up hard," Helen turned over and continued, "He made Thor suffer a loss, but it's best not to let me catch him..."

"Did that arrogant guy send you a message?" Rocket Raccoon turned his head and asked.

"Which arrogant guy?"

"The most arrogant one."

"Oh, my dad. He hasn't yet. This means he might have encountered some trouble too," Helen said gloatingly.

Stark did encounter some trouble, to be precise, not some, but a lot.

The cause of the matter was that when they were pre-grouping, they had considered the problem of building houses. Therefore, many Starks brought materials into the instance by mixing them into their mecha equipment using micro-nano technology. So, they were the first team to own a house.

Their house was also relatively cost-effective, built on the African savannah, more like an enlarged version of Stark Tower. Rather than a house for people to live in, it was more like a collection of laboratories.

They also fulfilled the plan discussed earlier very well, which was one room per person, and no communication if not necessary.

Although it was said not to socialize, technical exchange was still necessary. At first, everyone was busy with their own work in their own laboratories, but someone couldn't help but raise a technical question, and others started discussing it enthusiastically.

Although they were all the smartest people in the world, the universe situations were different, and the eras were different, so there was a lot to say about technology.

But problems arose while talking. At first, they could basically discuss things as they were, but later, of course, they started arguing. One said this research direction was wrong, and another said that data was problematic.

Since ancient times, arguments never stayed on topic. While talking, an Iron Man started complaining that almost all the facilities of the three major empires in his universe had been taken away, leading to him not even being able to find a reference after going to the universe.

Then people started to be curious about who had packed up and taken away the equipment of these three major empires. Then, while chatting, they naturally chatted about that name—Schiller.

In fact, there were really many Iron Men in the universe who knew Schiller. Besides those he had dealt with personally and those he had met in instances before, many had heard of his great name.

These Iron Men all had one characteristic, which was that they all knew Schiller might be unscrupulous, but he was definitely not a quack.

That is to say, they all recognized Schiller's professional level as a psychologist, and this aroused the curiosity of more Iron Men. Is this doctor really that miraculous?

Hearing that Schiller loved money, most Iron Men were disdainful. Isn't it just money? Isn't that a coincidence? I have plenty of money. Who has this doctor's contact information? Let me see what's going on.

And then, quite unsurprisingly, they talked about how there should also be an Iron Man in the universe where Schiller was, and then they started guessing who this Iron Man was, which room he lived in, and what was special about him.

Even more coincidentally, among the Iron Men, there was a "know-it-all" calculation-element Iron Man who claimed to know everything, and a White Tank Iron Man who loved to watch the fun.

The two of them let it slip, and everyone knew that it turned out to be the famous Iron God.

It just so happened that when discussing technical problems at the beginning, in order to prove that he was right, Stark let it slip that he was the Iron God.

Messages asking for Schiller's contact information poured in. What was most hateful was that these people were bidding higher than the other. Looking at the string of zeros behind their quotes, Stark's anxiety was really about to flare up.

Stark opened the cross-regional chat channel, ready to send a message to Schiller, but as soon as the chat box opened, he saw a line of bright, large characters—

"The other party is in the game and may not be able to receive the message in time." ===== CHAPTER 2836 =====