"What the f*ck, what does this have to do with me!"
Hearing that Mr. Lauren would kill him if Thor didn't return in time, Loki looked utterly disheartened.
He, a dignified candidate for the future king of Asgard.
Was now reduced to a bargaining chip, or even a sacrifice, for others' negotiations!
Is this right?
Feed me peanuts, feed me peanuts!
Loki felt utterly miserable, but Mr. Lauren completely disregarded his opinion and directly finalized the matter.
On Thor's side, however, he kept shaking his head, looking at Mr. Lauren with disbelief.
"What! One ton of uru metal, what kind of joke are you making? Do you know how precious uru metal is?
Although it is a metal unique to our Asgard, its output is very low, producing only a little bit over decades.
If we had one ton of uru metal, we would have forged weapons for ourselves long ago.
But even now, we ourselves rarely have weapons made of uru metal.
Now you open your mouth and demand one ton, how could I possibly get it? This is an impossible task.
If you want to kill Loki directly, just say so. You can do it now."
"Hey, hey, hey! No, Thor, you bastard!
Didn't you just say we were brothers and should help each other? Why are you abandoning me to my fate now?
You hypocritical scoundrel, I knew you had ill intentions towards me. Father thought so highly of you, he was blind!"
"The way you say that, as if your Father wasn't blind. Isn't he a cyclops?" Mr. Lauren said lightly.
"...." Loki.
"...." Thor.
"Alright! Since there isn't one ton, I won't make things difficult. I'll give you half off, just get me half a ton."
Mr. Lauren didn't know how much uru metal Asgard currently had, so one ton was just a random figure he threw out.
But one thing he was very clear about was that Asgard had a Destroyer Armor guarding Odin's treasury.
He heard that thing was entirely made of uru metal. Now, Asgard's uru metal reserves were insufficient, mostly because Odin had used it to forge the Destroyer Armor.
And according to the timeline he knew, Loki would send the Destroyer Armor to Earth later, so he wasn't in a hurry to get the uru metal right now.
Anyway, he'd just fleece a little wool first if he could. When the Destroyer Armor came down later, he would definitely take it into his possession.
"Half a ton!!! This is too..." Thor still wanted to bargain, but before he could finish speaking, Mr. Lauren interrupted him.
Because that simpleton Thor couldn't hide anything; whatever he was thinking was written all over his face.
From his expression at this moment, it was clear that he truly didn't have one ton, but he most likely had half a ton.
Thus, it was naturally impossible for him to give Thor any room to bargain.
"Remember, this is my bottom line. Don't bargain with me, or else I really will kill your good brother. I mean what I say."
Mr. Lauren looked coldly at Thor, speaking in an unquestionable tone, immediately intimidating him.
"There's half a ton, there's half a ton, Mr. Lauren, I'll agree for him. There just happens to be half a ton of uru metal in my Father King's treasury, this is our last reserve."
Hearing Mr. Lauren say he was really going to kill him, Loki immediately panicked. Without waiting for Thor to speak, he quickly agreed.
After all, they were talking about a deal, but the person who would die in the end was himself. No matter who it was, they would panic in such a situation!
Seeing that Mr. Lauren had said this much, coupled with Loki's interjection which exposed the details of their treasury, it was impossible for him to refuse.
Thus, he could only nod his head reluctantly, agreeing against his will.
The preciousness of uru metal made even him feel heartache, but the most important thing now was to save his brother Loki.
In his opinion, as long as he could leave here and return to Asgard, he would have countless ways to deal with Mr. Lauren then.
Although he had lost his divine power, he still had a group of comrades who had faced life and death together!
He would bring them down together then, and he didn't believe he couldn't handle this Earthling in front of him.
Thinking of this, a hint of suppressed joy couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
As long as he returned to Asgard, wouldn't everything have to listen to him!
Just as he was secretly fantasizing, a large slap landed on his face without warning, immediately pulling him back to reality from his fantasy.
"Simpleton, stop laughing, your drool is about to flow out.
Hurry back and get the stuff! If you're late, the Miao blade in my hand won't wait for anyone."
Who else could the person who slapped him be but 2B? It was getting later and later, and the time to eat lollipops was getting closer. She just wanted to get things done as soon as possible now.
Then she could start enjoying her lollipop properly. Thus, it was naturally impossible for her to give Thor a good look.
Thor had already witnessed 2B's ability. This silver-haired woman was the most domineering among Mr. Lauren's many women.
From the initial'salty fish whip' to the current 'big nose slap', it was all this woman's doing. He really didn't know what she would do to him next.
So, although he was very angry in his heart, in the end, he could only swallow his anger. Everything would wait until he returned from Asgard.
He would definitely make this woman pay the price for this then. Thor thought this as he left the manor.
Then he called out Heimdall's name to the void. According to his Father's command, Heimdall was not supposed to respond to him.
But what he didn't expect was that Heimdall not only responded to him but also truly opened the Bifrost and brought him back to Asgard, just as Mr. Lauren had said.
Watching Thor disappear into a beam of rainbow light, Mr. Lauren's lips curved slightly into a charming arc. Everything was going according to his plan.
When Thor returned, it would be time for him to release Loki, this crucial chess piece. Only then would the big fish he wanted appear!
Leaving the dungeon, Mr. Lauren returned to the secret laboratory.
He sat sprawling on the sofa, with a thin blanket covering his legs. The four beauties who had always been by his side were gone.
While leaning lazily on the sofa, enjoying this rare moment of peace, he shifted his gaze to the large cocoon Tifa had transformed into.
It had been a day and a night, but the cocoon was still motionless. He didn't know what was happening.
And android No. 18 was still naked, quietly soaking in the culture fluid. He didn't know when she would fully integrate the power of the permanent energy reactor.
However, based on his guess, the day No. 18 woke up should not be too far off.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly couldn't help but take a sharp breath.
"Oh, sh*t!"
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