Surtur

On Earth, Heisenberg bid farewell to the Skrull who had come to report.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Heisenberg had been fully prepared to take down Captain Marvel!

But unfortunately…

Cough, cough, anyway…

Until the Asgardians were sent back to the Celestial Palace by Heisenberg, Marvel never appeared before him.

Seeing this, Heisenberg, who had initially planned to stretch his legs, completely put Marvel out of his mind.

With the Asgardians gone from Earth, the entire planet suddenly sprang into action.

Countless soldiers and mercenaries all joined the hunt for the last few tens of thousands of Chitauri.

The Chitauri were down to just a handful, scattered across nearly every remote valley in the American Midwest, which caused no small trouble for the pursuit.

However, the scattered and dispersed Chitauri no longer posed a threat to Earth, sparing countless lives.

Setting aside the Chitauri, Heisenberg's subordinates were equally busy. The Nuclear Bomb Gang's influence quickly expanded from New York to six major surrounding cities.

Even Washington had territories claimed by the Nuclear Bomb Gang.

Meanwhile, during the banquet, they had hosted so many guests from Hollywood, Las Vegas, and other distant major cities.

Through these connections, countless Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. members also joined the gang's operations, using their networks to establish the Nuclear Bomb Gang in nearly every major city.

The gang members, now fully embracing Heisenberg's emblem, quickly gained the approval of local citizens.

The Nuclear Bomb Gang entered a period of explosive development.

As for Heisenberg himself,

after soaking up the sun for a few more days, he set aside Earth's orderly expansion and headed to Asgard, the newly acquired territory!

It was clear that the Asgardians were exceptionally skilled at work.

Their powerful physical abilities allowed them to build at a speed far surpassing that of humans.

In just a dozen days, the Asgardian city had already been fully restored.

Even the magnificent Celestial Palace was nearly repaired.

When Heisenberg, clad in a black trench coat, arrived at the grand hall, the ornate beams and painted rafters were mostly complete, with only a large number of artists painting or carving on the dome.

At that moment, Hela sat on the throne, her face filled with discontent.

Upon seeing Heisenberg, Hela snorted and reluctantly stood up from the throne.

Before Heisenberg could speak, she angrily began to complain.

"I never imagined that in just five thousand years, Asgard's warriors would turn into a bunch of drunken, boastful giants!"

She stepped up to Heisenberg and said seriously,

"You must be careful, my Sovereign. Those warriors' combat strength is even weaker than the stonemasons of five thousand years ago.

Don't think you can conquer the universe with such useless fools!"

Hearing this, Heisenberg asked with interest,

"So?"

"So don't interrupt my training of them. I'm applying for a complete ban on alcohol in Asgard starting today.

Until they satisfy me, they won't touch a drop of liquor!"

"Hmm, you're their general and mentor now, so these basic military disciplines don't need to be reported to me!"

Heisenberg said, and Hela nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, I'll properly drill this bunch of idiots for a while. Asgard's honor has been lost in this era because…"

"Because Odin wasn't strong enough, and neither are you, my dear sister!"

A voice suddenly came from the entrance of the Celestial Palace, causing Hela to angrily turn and glare.

Loki strolled up to Heisenberg, bowing slightly.

"Greetings, my Sovereign."

"Damn it, Loki, you bastard, how dare you show your face here!"

At the sight of Loki, Hela immediately flew into a rage, rushing over and grabbing Loki's collar.

Heisenberg frowned and moved lightly.

In the next instant, he grabbed Hela's wrist.

Seeing Heisenberg intervene, Hela gritted her teeth in annoyance and continued to berate Loki.

"If someone hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known it was you, you bastard, who destroyed the Bifröst Bridge, and it was you who brought the Chitauri into the Nine Realms!"

"Hold on!"

Loki disdainfully raised his hand, interrupting Hela.

"I must correct you, dear sister.

The Chitauri I brought—weren't they the ones who made Thanos lose an important legion?

Not just one legion, Thanos also lost the Mind Stone. That loss gives us an advantage in future wars against him.

And I also brought the Sovereign, welcoming a true king worthy of Asgard!

Most importantly, it was Thor who destroyed the Bifröst Bridge, not me!"

"Ha, you still have the nerve to argue. Even I know what kind of person Thor is—how could you not?

A fool, no matter what mistakes he makes, I don't bother blaming him, because that's already his limit!

But you, even if you're adopted, I admire your intellect. I even think you're Odin's true child!

How could Odin's child be as stupid as Thor? And you and I share the same hair color and taste!"

At this, Hela pulled her hand free from Heisenberg's grip and fiercely poked Loki's chest.

"You damn bastard, listen carefully. I don't care how others see you, but in my eyes, you're just not diligent or hardworking enough!

Asgard is in dire need of revival, and Odin and Thor turned a once-thriving nation into a lazy waste!

So you must step up, make up for your mistakes, or I'll smash your brain out and use it as paint on the walls!

Join me in revitalizing this divine kingdom, or you can be like Thor, finding some petty woman in the courtyard and playing insane love games like a madman!!!

What a damn fool!"

Having said this, Hela withdrew her hand and took a long breath.

She then returned to Heisenberg's side, offering a helpless smile.

"I've been quite troubled lately, forgive my outburst, Sovereign. Have you any commands?"

"Commands? Nothing in particular!"

Heisenberg shook his head and naturally sat back on his throne.

He lightly stroked the armrest twice, then rested his elbow on it, his palm supporting his chin.

In this admiral-like posture, Heisenberg softly said,

"I'm planning to finalize the armor issue. Do you have any suggestions?"

As soon as he finished, Hela nodded immediately.

"Finally, you're addressing serious matters, Sovereign. As the new ruler of the Nine Realms, I've been worried that you're still wearing those worthless Midgardian clothes in battle!

That would make the entire universe look down on us Asgardians!"

Listening to Hela, Heisenberg innocently glanced at his attire.

This was the clothing Hill had sent, costing around two hundred thousand dollars—hardly worthless…

But considering the armor Hela and others wore, if converted to Earth currency…

"Hmm, true, a good suit of armor is necessary.

So, returning to our previous discussion, what suggestions do you have for my armor?" Heisenberg asked.

Upon hearing this, Hela decisively offered her advice.

"Though I'm not fond of Frigga, we have indeed discussed your armor these past few days.

We believe that using the Eternal Flame as the core, Surtur's Twilight Blade as the material, and having the Nidavellir Dwarves forge it would create the most suitable armor for you!"

"Hmm!"

After listening, Heisenberg thought that Asgard's women were indeed knowledgeable.

A single suggestion was like an NPC in a game issuing a quest.

It told you where to go for the reward, what materials were needed, and even which monsters dropped those materials!

So Heisenberg decisively made up his mind.

"Since you both see no issue, let's proceed as planned.

You continue your work, and I'll go meet Surtur."

As he spoke, Heisenberg stood up, intending to find Heimdall.

Though Heisenberg could operate the Bifröst Bridge, he still needed Heimdall to guide him to Surtur's location.

But just as he took two steps, Hela grabbed his arm.

Heisenberg looked at her in confusion, while Hela glared fiercely at Loki.

Seeing this, Loki helplessly shrugged.

"Don't glare at me. I'll leave, giving you space. Tch, tch…"

"You…!!!"

Hela was extremely embarrassed but had serious matters to discuss, leaving no time to argue with Loki.

Once Loki left, Hela reluctantly released Heisenberg's arm and softly said,

"Sovereign, before your armor, there's one more matter I must discuss with you!"

She glanced toward the sleeping quarters behind the grand hall.

"Regarding the Goddess of Asgard, I think it's inappropriate to keep Frigga in that position. After all, she was Odin's woman, and with Odin stepping down, her continued presence there…"

She paused, carefully looking at Heisenberg before continuing,

"It's improper."

Hearing Hela's words, Heisenberg briefly considered and said,

"She has two sons who are gods of Asgard, and countless supporters within the Asgardian legions. Two-thirds of the goddesses in the Celestial Palace have been her companions for over three thousand years. A goddess with such influence—I have no reason not to utilize her!"

"But it's the position of the Goddess of Asgard. Keeping a widowed goddess in that role—don't you think…"

"I'm just grateful her presence prevents the position from being vacant. If not her, would you prefer I place an Earthling there, or throw you into that role?"

As soon as he finished, Hela jolted, hastily leaning back slightly to distance herself from Heisenberg.

She pressed her lips together, snorting disdainfully.

"My talents lie only on the bloody battlefield. Glory and victory are my sole pursuits!"

"So go train your warriors and pursue your glory. Without a suitable candidate, let Frigga remain as the Goddess of Asgard."

"But I have a suitable candidate, Sovereign. What about Sif?

After meeting her, I truly saw the aura of a Valkyrie in her. I think she's more suitable than Frigga…"

"I think you're more suitable. When I return from Surtur, either don't bring up the Goddess of Asgard again, or take the role yourself!

That's all!"

Heisenberg quickly cut off the well-intentioned matchmaker and turned to head toward Heimdall without looking back.

As for women, as long as they didn't force him to marry, they were all good women!

And marriage—was it as fun as dealing with Surtur?

Absolutely not!