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Chapter 124 It turns out I wasn't reading fairy tales when I was a child, but history books.

After an unknown amount of time, Quill slowly awoke from his coma.

He groggily opened his eyes, and a rich, enticing aroma of roasted meat immediately filled his nostrils.

"You're awake."

Du Mu's voice came from the side.

Quill looked in the direction of the sound and saw Du Mu sitting in front of a campfire, intently turning over huge chunks of meat skewered on sticks.

The meat of some unknown creature sizzled as it roasted, golden drops of oil occasionally falling into the fire and sparking tiny embers.

"How did I get here?" Quill asked, somewhat bewildered.

Du Mu explained, "You suddenly fainted for some reason. I'll wait here for you to wake up."

Quill seemed to have regained his memories from before he lost consciousness, his lips twitching: "I clearly remember that you knocked me out."

Du Mu blinked: "Really? I don't know, I think I've lost a small part of my memory."

Quill: "."

I was the one who got knocked out, what amnesia are you talking about!
Quill didn't dwell on the topic; he was afraid that if he kept asking, he might end up with the amnesiac.

He then asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Barbecue, huh? Would you like to try my cooking?"

Du Mu handed the roasted meat in his hand to Quill.

Smelling the aroma of the roasted meat, Quill unconsciously swallowed. He was starving, so he reluctantly accepted the meat.

"I'm so sorry!"

As Quill said this, he took a big bite despite the fact that it was too hot to handle.

The next moment, his eyes lit up. The meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a fresh and juicy texture, more delicious than any meat he had ever tasted on any other planet.

"What kind of meat is this? It's so delicious!"

Quill asked vaguely as he wolfed down his food.

"Raider's flesh."

"???"

Quill's face turned green instantly, and he felt his stomach churning, almost vomiting up everything he had just eaten.

Seeing his expression, Du Mu laughed heartily: "Are you kidding? Do you think I'm that kind of person? This is just local game from Vanaheim, the carcass is still over there."

Quill looked in the direction Du Mu pointed and indeed saw a strange creature's corpse, several meters long, lying there. Only then did he feel relieved.

Du Mu stood up: "After we finish eating, we'll prepare to set off."

"Where to go?"

"Now that the turmoil in the Nine Realms has subsided, it's time to set off to carry out the mission you mentioned."

Quill looked around curiously and asked, "Where did the others go? What about your golden-armored warriors?"

Du Mu casually said, "They are all temporary workers. They will go home when the work is finished. Now it's just you and me doing the task together."

"Ok."

Quill nodded obediently on the surface, but he was secretly plotting something.

Without the Asgardian warriors watching over him, his chances of escaping would be much greater.

As long as Du Muteng doesn't make a move, he can take the opportunity to slip away. The universe is so vast; he can just find a remote planet to hide on, and no matter how capable this fellow Earthling is, he won't be able to find him.

Du Mu seemed to suddenly remember something and grinned at him, "Oh right, there's something I need to tell you. To prevent you from running away halfway, I cast a little magic on you. You don't mind, do you?"

Quill's expression froze: "What? You can do magic?"

Du Mu chuckled and said, "That's right, didn't I tell you? Actually, I'm a mage."

Quill was initially skeptical.

What mage could shatter a three-meter-tall stone golem with a single axe strike?

But after Du Mu demonstrated several magical skills to him in person, he had no choice but to believe it.

Good heavens, it turns out that the stories I read as a child weren't fairy tales, but history books!
There really are magicians on Earth!
Quill swallowed hard, a little nervous: "Then what kind of magic did you cast on me?"

Du Mu waved his hand: "Relax, it's not some deadly magic, just a minor one. If I don't periodically cast the spell to remove it, Little Quill will never be able to hold his head up to make people—no, to be human."

Quill: "."

This isn't dangerous?!

For this playboy who roams the stars, this was even more cruel than killing him outright!
Quill quickly played his treasured study materials in his mind, trying to wake up the sleeping Quill.

The result was disheartening. No matter how much he recalled those blood-pumping scenes, Little Quill remained completely unresponsive, calmer than a thousand-year-old ascetic monk.

The thought of little Quill being unable to hold his head high in the future made Quill feel like his life had lost all its color.

"No, fellow villager, Master!"

Quill grabbed Du Mu's leg and cried, "I will cooperate fully with this mission and stay by your side every step of the way!"

Du Mu patted his shoulder with satisfaction: "I believe in you. After we complete the mission, we will naturally remove this spell from you."

In reality, he didn't possess any magic that would make anyone look down on him. Quill's current state was purely due to eating the roast meat Quill had made.

【Eating Tu Niao BBQ: After consuming it, you will enter a state of enlightenment for a certain period of time】

The skill of grilling meat is indeed very useful.

However, the specific effect depends on the quality of the meat. Creatures like the burrowing bird, which are ubiquitous in Vanaheim, don't turn out very well when grilled, and they even have a debuff effect.

It seems we need to find more special organisms to experiment with in the future.

Under Little Quill's threat, Quill became completely obedient.

He obediently sat in the pilot's seat of the spaceship and took the initiative to become the pilot.

As a seasoned veteran who has been in the Marauder fleet since childhood, Quill's driving and navigation skills are beyond question.

He quickly slid his fingers across the control screen, and the star map unfolded, soon planning an efficient and relatively safe flight path.

The vastness of the universe is beyond human imagination. Take the Milky Way galaxy, where Earth is located, for example. Light can circle the Earth seven and a half times per second, but it would take 100,000 years to cross the Milky Way at such a terrifying speed.

Faced with this despairing scale of distance, any conventional navigation seems utterly meaningless.

Faced with such a vast and boundless interstellar space, they must rely on stable wormholes for space jumps.

Of course, this method also requires a certain level of physical fitness.

Continuous spatial jumps can put a considerable strain on the bodies of passengers. Mild symptoms include dizziness, nausea, and vomiting, while severe symptoms can cause the entire body to be distorted and stretched by space, making the shape more abstract than a Picasso painting.

The engines roared low, and the spaceship rapidly ascended, bursting out of Vanaheim.

Through the porthole, the vast universe unfolded before his eyes, countless stars twinkling in the darkness. Although Du Mu had briefly been to outer space during the last Battle of New York, he hadn't had a chance to take a good look before being teleported away. This time, he could finally appreciate the scenery at his own pace.

The performance of this spaceship, carefully selected by Du Mu, is indeed outstanding.

They hadn't flown for long when they locked onto a stable space jump point. The void in front of them appeared as a honeycomb of multiple translucent yellow hexagons. The spaceship plunged into the central hexagon, and the coordinates on the game map instantly changed.

According to Quill's assessment, they would need to make thirteen more space jumps to reach their destination, which would take a considerable amount of time.

Du Mu wasn't in a hurry; he could use this time to appreciate the scenery of the universe.

Their destination this time is an abandoned planet called Morag.

According to historical records, Molag was a technologically advanced civilization three hundred years ago. However, due to a gravitational shift caused by abnormal stellar activity, the global oceans surged, and the entire planet was completely submerged by endless seawater, causing all civilizations to vanish.

Only in recent years, with changes in geological activity, has the planet's water level begun to slowly recede, and some of the submerged landmasses have resurfaced.

Quill, having somehow gotten wind of the information, confidently assured them that the quest item they were looking for was hidden in an ancient temple on Morag.

After a day's journey, the spaceship finally arrived at the outer orbit of Morag.

As the spaceship passed through the thin atmosphere, the view below gradually became clear: a barren planet covered with reddish-brown rocks, with jagged, strange stones everywhere, showing no sign that any civilization had ever existed here.

Because the air on Morag is too thin, Quill has to wear his specially made helmet.

In contrast, Du Mu was completely unaffected. Now that he was over fifty, such harsh conditions were nothing to him.

Let alone the thin atmosphere, even if you throw him into water, he can hold his breath for an hour without taking a breath.

Du Mu glanced at the mission guide and confirmed that the cosmic orb was located here.

Seeing that Quill was still frantically adjusting a detection device, Du Mu simply patted him on the shoulder.

"Stop fiddling with that piece of junk and come with me. I know exactly where it is."

"you sure?"

Quill looked up, half-believing, half-doubting: "Is this another one of your magic tricks?"

After spending more than a day together, Quill was now completely convinced of Du Mu's magic.

During the journey, he went to the spaceship's restroom, but Little Quill remained in a depressed state and could not be woken up no matter what he did.

Du Mu was also amused.

In fact, Quill's sage state had long since passed.

As for the reason why Quill Jr. is so depressed, it is mostly due to Quill's own psychological factors, and the rest is due to his own physical problems, which he will not take the blame for.

"almost."

Du Mu didn't explain much and walked straight ahead, with Quill quickly following behind.

Although Molag was once completely submerged by seawater, there are still many creatures here, and some of them are quite aggressive. Du Mu casually grabbed a small creature that pounced on him and showed a kind smile.

"I wonder what it would look like if this were made into barbecue."

Ever since he got his hands on roast meat, Du Mu now wants to turn any creature he sees into roast meat.

If it weren't for his somewhat fastidious nature and lack of interest in humanoid and highly intelligent beings, he probably would have learned from a chef who was very good at interpersonal relationships.

"I'd also like to know."

Quill assumed Du Mu was referring to the taste, and smacked his lips, looking on with a lingering sense of enjoyment.

Du Mu's cooking skills are truly impeccable. Just thinking about the barbecue from last time still makes his mouth water. The taste was absolutely amazing, so much so that now he finds the food on the spaceship tasteless, like chewing on a nutritional paste.

However, the task was urgent, so the two decided to finish the work first and then have a barbecue to celebrate.

They hadn't gone far when they discovered an inconspicuous cave entrance next to a rock wall, which concealed an extremely spacious area.

In stark contrast to the desolation outside, this place reveals traces of civilization everywhere.

Scattered on the ground were the remains of many strange creatures, their skeletal structures clearly not belonging to humans. It was unknown whether they were the original inhabitants of Morag or alien adventurers who came to explore but met with misfortune.

At this moment, Quill had already put on his beloved Walkman, and his body began to sway to the music, humming and dancing along, completely immersed in his own world, feeling as if he were filming a music video.

But to others, without the background music, his movements looked no different from those of a fool.

"Looks like my first impression was right, this guy is a complete idiot!"

Du Mu distanced himself from Quill with a look of disgust, so as not to be tainted by the other's silly aura.

Ignoring Quill, Du Mu walked into the depths of the space. Ahead of him appeared a cliff several meters wide, with bottomless darkness below. He easily leaped to the other side and arrived at a dilapidated gate.

The gate, which was at least five meters high, was tightly closed and covered with incomprehensible symbols.

Du Mu took out the master key and inserted it into the keyhole of the gate. With a soft click of the mechanism turning, the heavy gate slowly opened inward.

The space behind the door was dimly lit, but Du Mu casually conjured a magic sword, instantly brightening the surroundings.

The place isn't big, but it's decorated quite nicely, like a secret collection room.

He walked down the steps a few steps and immediately noticed a strangely shaped device in the center, surrounded by a sizzling purple energy shield.

At the very center of the purple energy shield, a metal sphere floated silently in the air.

Quill, who was following behind, took off his headphones and warned, "Be careful. This device should be technology left behind by the Morag civilization. The energy layer on the outside is not simple. If you put your hand in, it will definitely be burned through instantly. I didn't expect that after so long, this thing can still continue to operate."

Now, Du Mu's future happiness is at stake, and he absolutely cannot afford any problems.

"Simple."

Du Mu took out a powerful magnet and attracted it directly to the metal sphere in the device.

With a soft thud, the metal sphere passed through the purple energy shield without any hindrance and was firmly attracted to it by the powerful magnet.

"Hey fellow countryman, you wouldn't happen to be in the same profession as me, would you?"

Quill was astonished; even as a space pirate, he wasn't as professional as Du Mu.

Excluding the time it took to walk over, Du Mu easily obtained the mission item in less than a minute, without even giving Du Mu a chance to make a move.

Who is the real thief?

"No, this is my first time doing this job."

Du Mu shook his head.

He was telling the truth. Usually, he would kill everyone first and then sneak in to steal the mission items.

【Cosmic Orb】

[Description: Contains the Power Stone, one of the Infinity Stones. The outer shell is made of a special material that can seal the power of the Infinity Stones. Note that the Power Stone's energy is extremely powerful and can instantly destroy an ordinary person's body.]

It's the Infinity Stones again.

Du Mu was a little surprised; this was the third Infinity Stone he had ever seen.

No wonder people are willing to pay a high price for this.

(End of this chapter)