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Unfortunately, Darian still couldn't find the location of Asgard's treasury.
However, he had already explored a small part of Asgard, and now he only needed to go to the designated location to activate the map, and then he could place a map teleport anchor point.
Back at S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Darian had done the same thing, activating a teleport anchor point in Fury's office.
Of course, not all places could have anchor points; only locations recognized by the game system as iconic were eligible. Previously, the only suitable places were S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Midtown High School, and Stark Tower.
However, Darian hadn't yet had time to activate the latter two locations, so for now, only S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters was available as a teleportation point.
After wandering for a while, Darian still hadn't seen Thor, but he was met by several Asgardian guards who said that accommodations had been arranged for him.
Darian followed the guards and discovered that his so-called accommodation was actually a palace!
Moreover, this palace was a gift from Asgard to Darian, granting him permanent usage rights.
This undoubtedly reinforced Darian's stereotype of Asgard's immense wealth.
The next day, Thor descended from the sky, Mjolnir in hand, and sought out Darian.
"All done?" Darian asked.
Thor nodded: "Father has awakened. He already knows what Loki did and has ordered him imprisoned in the Asgardian dungeon for a hundred years as punishment."
"Harsh. This life is getting more and more like a sentence."
For Asgardians with long lifespans, a hundred-year sentence wasn't short, but it wasn't too long either.
After all, Loki was his son, even if he was picked up from a garbage heap in Jotunheim. Odin wasn't without feelings, so this punishment was within expectations.
Thor sighed: "Loki wasn't like this before. How did he become like this?"
Seeing his dearest brother fall to such a state, he felt the pain in his heart, and that night, he tearfully ate an entire roasted lamb.
Darian casually suggested: "He's probably in his rebellious phase. If a child doesn't listen, just give him a shock."
"A shock works?" Thor was a bit surprised.
"Of course, look at you. After I shocked you that one time, your eyes are so clear now."
"..."
Thor was speechless for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "What if a shock doesn't work?"
"Then keep shocking him until he admits his mistake."
"I see, I understand."
Thor showed a thoughtful expression.
Darian raised an eyebrow: "By the way, you came to see me, surely it's not just to chat about Loki, right?"
"Oh, right!"
Only then did Thor remember the main purpose, and enthusiastically said: "Tonight, Asgard will hold a feast in the Golden Palace. My friend, you should come too!"
"Alright."
Darian agreed without much thought.
Conveniently, Asgard's activation point was in the Golden Palace, so he could activate the map while he was there.
Thor suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, did you see the ice box and gungnir yesterday?"
Darian shook his head with a blank expression: "I don't know, Loki probably swiped them."
Thor was about to speak when his gaze was drawn to two familiar items in the corner of the room.
"The ice box! And gungnir!"
Thor exclaimed, then looked at Darian with a strange expression.
Darian was silent for a few seconds, then slapped his thigh fiercely, exclaiming in feigned anger: "You Loki! As expected of the God of Mischief, you're truly skilled at framing others!"
Thor: "..."
No, no, I think you're better at framing.
In the end, Thor still took back the ice box and the Eternal Spear, gungnir.
There was nothing Darian could do. These two divine artifacts, like mjolnir, had special protective mechanisms, preventing Darian from putting them into his game inventory.
Moreover, their usage conditions were even stricter than Mjolnir; they either required pure Frost Giant blood or had to be an heir to the Asgardian throne, so he couldn't use them at all.
Only defeated BOSSes like the Destroyer could be considered Darian's spoils of war and be stored in his game inventory.
In the evening, Darian arrived at the Golden Palace, located in the very center of Asgard.
As the dwelling of the gods, the Golden Palace's magnificence far surpassed other buildings in Asgard, perfectly embodying Asgard's architectural aesthetic of treating money like dirt.
Everywhere his eyes could see was a dazzling gold, and even the armor of the guards shimmered with golden light.
Just as Darian was about to randomly find a lucky person to ambush, he saw the The Three Brave Extras walking towards him.
Darian was speechless.
Why were these three brothers always stuck together like a Magneton?
The The Three Brave Extras also noticed Darian and immediately enthusiastically surrounded him to greet him, inviting him to join them in the banquet hall.
It must be said, this Golden Palace was truly enormous.
Led by the The Three Brave Extras, they twisted and turned, walking for several tens of minutes before finally reaching the Golden Palace's main hall.
If not for the map and these three local guides, Darian would surely have gotten lost in this golden labyrinth by himself.
"Thor's house is so big, isn't he afraid of getting lost?" Darian couldn't help but grumble.
Fandral thought for a moment: "Thor did get lost several times when he was little."
"Here?"
"No, in his own bedroom."
"..."
After another ten minutes of walking, the group finally arrived at the Golden Palace's banquet hall.
The golden doors, dozens of meters high, slowly opened, revealing the luxurious palace within.
The hall was bustling with people, many Asgardians enjoying various delicacies and bragging to their friends. Aside from the differing clothing styles, it looked not much different from a party on Earth.
Asgardians were heavy drinkers; whether male or female, everyone held a bottle of wine.
The The Three Brave Extras immediately grabbed their goblets and chugged them down.
"Good wine!"
With a series of crisp clinks and crashes, the three smashed their empty goblets on the floor.
This was a traditional Asgardian custom; they would smash their cups whenever they had drunk their fill.
"Selling cups in Asgard would definitely be a surefire way to make money," Darian thought to himself.
"Darian, come and drink with us."
Volstagg patted his big belly, inviting Darian, almost shouting, "Happy hour is about to begin!"
"No, I don't like to drink."
"How can a true warrior not drink? Darian, you are too weak!"
Darian narrowed his eyes: "I happen to have a bottle of wine here. If you guys finish it, I'll drink with you. How about that?"
Hearing this, the The Three Brave Extras burst into laughter.
"Let alone one bottle, I can easily drink a hundred."
"Exactly, exactly. I usually drink wine like Water."
"No need for three of us, I can finish it by myself!"
The The Three Brave Extras each thumped their chests, making grand declarations, saying whoever got drunk was a dog.
Not long after, several thuds were heard.
The The Three Brave Extras, who had just been so boisterous, had now turned into the Warriors Three, collapsing onto the table one after another, snoring loudly.
"That's it?"
Darian scoffed, putting away the infinite wine bottle in his hand.
As long as the wine in the bottle was poured out, new wine would automatically be produced inside, and the type of wine was random.
It was fortunate that the Warriors Three had astonishing physiques. If it were ordinary Earthlings, chugging a dozen different strong liquors in a short amount of time would surely lead to alcohol poisoning and a trip to the hospital.