Natasha Boards the Vehicle, the Frost Giants Submit.

The Guardians of the Wall received a mission from Thor to help quell the rebellion across the Nine Realms.

There are many ways to quell a rebellion; genocide is merely the most direct but also the most brutal.

Except for Loki, who refuses to accept his Frost Giant heritage, most true Asgardians don't see this as the best solution.

After all, Asgard's population is already small. If they were to wipe out all other beings in the Nine Realms, leaving only the Aesir, it would be too lonely.

Loki's mindset is actually quite understandable.

It's like on Earth, where the ones who resent China the most aren't Americans.

It's the Chinese immigrants in America who often despise China the most.

This is because they need to justify how right their choice was.

To uphold their correctness, China must remain backward and ignorant, like the portrayal in those films awarded at European film festivals.

For this, they even become the vanguard of anti-China forces abroad.

As the lead actor in the Shang-Chi movie said, their films are made for Chinese people around the world.

The subtext is that they want to use these movies to teach the global Chinese diaspora a lesson.

China, like a mythical beast, despite its thousands of years of history and a treasure trove of heritage, remains confined in its own bubble, living an outdated life of agrarian simplicity and martial arts.

Meanwhile, America, with just over two hundred years of history, founded by bandits and fugitives, is the most powerful nation and the world's only savior.

So, since they were born and live in America, they might as well stay there comfortably; it's the best choice.

As for those who have skilled relatives or parents in China, they should quickly return, inherit their technology and resources, and bring them back to America.

Then, alongside the American-born scientists and builders, they can contribute to America's global dominance.

This is likely the true mindset and behavior of these "bananas"—yellow on the outside, white on the inside.

Loki, naturally, thinks the same way: only by erasing the Frost Giants can people forget his heritage and fully accept him as a true Asgardian.

As for most true Asgardians, what they want to see is the Frost Giants' submission.

Submission to Odin, the Lord of the Nine Realms, and to Asgard.

Now, the Frost Giants have submitted, though to the Earthling Su Ye, not Asgard. While this outcome isn't exactly what they expected, it's close enough.

Because of this, Sif didn't have much to say.

However, she turned her head, looking at him with a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

"How am I supposed to go out like this!"

Su Ye was speechless. He might have gone a bit overboard earlier, overestimating the elasticity and durability of the fabric, which led to an unfortunate tear.

The result? A flood akin to a dragon diving into the sea...

Now Sif's clothes were torn and soaked in patches. How could she go out like this without inviting suspicion?

"How about this: I'll add more bloodstains and say you got injured fighting the Frost Giants? You can cover the rest with armor, and it should be fine."

After pondering for a while, Su Ye finally came up with a somewhat plausible explanation.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Sif didn't reject the suggestion but had a strange expression on her face.

Su Ye was taken aback. Say what? Something smooth?

"Um, it was a misunderstanding. I apologize for the earlier… mishap!"

Neither initiating, rejecting, committing, nor taking responsibility...

As a modern, self-reliant man, this was all Su Ye could offer.

Sif's expression darkened for a moment but soon relaxed.

This was an era where even minor mishaps could be laughed off as friendship; after all, nothing permanent had come of it.

Once out of the cockpit, she could still be the warrior Sif, continuing her efforts to become the next queen of Asgard. Everything would go back to normal.

Would it really be the same?

Soon, the surrender ceremony commenced in the shattered Frost Giants' royal court.

The Frost Giants, though dressed simply, still had a royal court since they had a king. However, compared to Asgard's grand palace, the difference was stark.

Their so-called royal court was merely a natural platform with a few crudely erected pillars, serving as a makeshift throne room.

By now, this secondhand court had been nearly obliterated by successive destructive attacks.

"Farbauti, how many Frost Giants are left in your tribe?"

Staring at Farbauti, who knelt to represent his tribe in surrender, Su Ye asked solemnly.

"Originally, there were over a hundred thousand Frost Giants. Now, after so many casualties, maybe only a few tens of thousands remain."

Farbauti spoke in a muffled voice. He didn't dare direct his hatred for the decimation of his tribe toward Su Ye or the Guardians of the Wall but instead channeled it all toward Asgard.

This hatred was nearly irreconcilable.

Unless Asgard suffered a catastrophe like Jotunheim, with Odin dead and over half—no, preferably all—of its people wiped out, the Frost Giants' grudge could never be resolved.

Although the Frost Giants had a larger population than Asgard, their lack of high-level combat strength doomed them to accept defeat.

Su Ye nodded.

"A few tens of thousands, huh? That should be enough. Have you considered moving somewhere else?"

Upon hearing Su Ye's words, Farbauti immediately raised his head.

Of course, they wanted to move. Jotunheim was a dreadful place, with constant snowstorms and severe food shortages.

Did anyone think they liked dressing this way? They simply had no choice.

If it were possible, who wouldn't want a better life?

But after losing to Odin a millennium ago, they lost the artifact that could help them leave this world and were trapped here ever since.

"We want to move, King Su. Can you help us?"

Su Ye smiled and nodded.

He had already figured out a place for the Frost Giants.

Earlier, when collecting mutants, Su Ye had the idea to send them to China to contribute to its modernization efforts.

Someone like Iceman could completely serve as a firefighter.

Not to take jobs from the "blue friends" (firefighters), but in major fires, having Iceman around could quickly control the blaze, ease their workload, and minimize casualties.

After all, that's the last thing anyone wants to see.

Now, with tens of thousands of Frost Giants, they were like downgraded Iceman clones. Although their abilities were weaker, they had a significant advantage in numbers.

Sending them to China's fire zones could be their way of making amends.

As for housing, that was easy to arrange.

China was vast; accommodating tens of thousands of people would be no problem.

If they liked the cold, they could live in the snowy mountains and even work as guides for climbers on Everest, turning the northern slope into a safe zone.

Any climber on this route could get transported down within thirty minutes if needed, complete with oxygen tanks, coats, snacks, drinks, and even ice cream.

They could even open a convenience store—or better yet, a themed hotel—right at the summit of Everest.

If this plan came to fruition, who knew if tens of thousands of Frost Giants would even be enough?

But even if it wasn't enough, with sufficient food, their birth rate would naturally increase.

In time, they'd multiply, and the Everest tourism industry would flourish under their efforts.

The once impassable becomes accessible!

With the Frost Giants' help, you couldn't even imagine what feats of engineering those infrastructure maniacs might achieve in the snowy mountains.

They might even build a winding highway or railway up Everest, and Su Ye wouldn't be surprised.

His imagination had limits, but the creativity of the Chinese people was boundless.

This plan was practically set in stone.

As for whether these tens of thousands of Frost Giants would pose a security risk in China?

Not only was China strict on security, but with Old Su there, no matter how many Frost Giants came, they wouldn't cause trouble.

Su Ye had great confidence in Old Su.

With the Frost Giants' resettlement plan finalized, only one issue remained.

How to transport these tens of thousands of Frost Giants to Earth.

Logically, since Su Ye and the Guardians of the Wall helped Asgard resolve such a major problem, Asgard should let them use the Bifrost to transport the Frost Giants free of charge.

But there was a problem: the Frost Giants didn't want to use Asgard's Bifrost, feeling it would be an insult.

They were willing to accept Su Ye's authority but not Asgard's.

Secondly, if the Bifrost were to land in China without prior notice, Su Ye worried it might trigger some undesirable chain reactions.

If it angered Old Su and involved Asgard, that would be problematic.

Thus, Su Ye decisively accepted Farbauti's suggestion to use the Frost Giants' method to leave Jotunheim.

The Frost Giants' method involved using their artifact, the Ancient Winter Casket, to open a portal from Jotunheim to Earth.

Although the Ancient Winter Casket was an ice-based artifact, it also had the power to open spatial portals within the Nine Realms.

Back when the Frost Giants fought the Asgardians on Earth, they had used this artifact to open the portal.

The problem was that the Ancient Winter Casket was stored in Odin's treasury in Asgard, making it inaccessible to both the Frost Giants and potentially Su Ye.

"Actually, Odin's treasury holds many unused artifacts. The All-Father might not object to giving you the Ancient Winter Casket," Sif said.

While Su Ye and the others were discussing how to obtain the casket, Sif—now back to her dashing warrior self—spoke up unexpectedly.

"Besides, you've helped Asgard tremendously this time. Asking for the casket as compensation wouldn't be unreasonable."

"If you need, I can talk to Thor. He surely wouldn't oppose it!"

Hearing Sif's suggestion, everyone felt enlightened. Taking a Frost Giant artifact as a reward for solving their problem seemed like a fair deal for Asgard.

However, Sif's change in attitude puzzled them. They all remembered her initial wariness and stern demeanor.

What had happened? Was there something they didn't know that had softened her stance?

"Don't overthink it. I'm simply grateful you helped Asgard deal with the Frost Giant problem," Sif clarified.

"You're not Asgardians, so you'll never understand what the Frost Giants meant to our childhoods."

As Sif spoke, her face still showed lingering fear. Clearly, for her, the Frost Giants weren't just childhood memories—they were childhood nightmares.

The achievement of resolving the Frost Giant issue was far more significant than imagined; otherwise, Thor wouldn't have chosen it as his way to prove himself.

The Guardians of the Wall accepted this explanation. Some, like the kind-hearted and straightforward Gwen, immediately regarded the principled Sif as a kindred spirit.

'Someone like her could not only be a comrade but also a friend—or even a bestie!' Gwen thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Sharon and Natasha, with their backgrounds as agents, instinctively doubted Sif's behavior and words.

They had both noticed Sif being taken into the cockpit by Su Ye and were well aware of its limited space, which made them suspect something was amiss.

Sif might genuinely be grateful to the Guardians of the Wall, but there was undoubtedly more to it.

And that reason was linked to whatever happened in the cockpit.

With the matter settled, the Guardians of the Wall prepared to return to Asgard for a celebration and to request the Ancient Winter Casket as their reward from Odin and Thor.

But before that, Su Ye planned to join Farbauti in assessing how many Frost Giants remained, how vast Jotunheim was, its environment, its monster population, and whether it could… be developed into a tourist destination.

Cooperation could be a two-way street, after all.

If even the harsh conditions of Everest attracted adventurers, surely a whole world like Jotunheim would draw tourists.

And tourism was secondary; it was merely the pitch Su Ye intended for his American teammates in the Guardians.

What Su Ye truly aimed to do was survey Jotunheim's resources. With the Frost Giants gone, its mineral deposits would otherwise go to waste. Extracting them for China's development would be their best use.

The two set off together: Su Ye piloting his mech, and Farbauti riding his Frost Beast. They had no trouble moving around.

By the way, some questioned how Su Ye's mech could execute such complex martial techniques.

Sorry to disappoint, but Su Ye had magnetic control powers. In someone else's hands, the mech was just an ordinary machine; in his, it was an unstoppable force.

Just as they were about to leave, Natasha suddenly approached.

"Uncle Su, I know a thing or two about mapping and resource exploration. Mind if I tag along? I might be able to help."

Gwen paid no attention to this; she was busy befriending Sif.

Seeing Natasha make her move, Sharon subtly joined Gwen, helping her bond with Sif and ensuring she wouldn't focus on what was happening here.

And so, Su Ye brought Natasha along as they set out with Farbauti.

Natasha's seating position in the cockpit was identical to Sif's earlier posture.

However, Natasha was shorter than Sif, so not only did she not obstruct Su Ye's view, but her posture and position were just right.

The piloting experience was far better than when Sif was onboard.

After traveling a short distance, Natasha leaned back and, exhaling softly, whispered in Su Ye's ear.

Uncle Su, my suit… has a zipper…"

Su Ye raised an eyebrow. A zipper? Like the kind secret agents wear?