Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Peter tilted his head.

That really took him by surprise.

He subconsciously recalled that after the Asgardian crisis ended, Sif had made a similar request—to return to Earth with him.

However, Sif was clearly more direct at the time, and immediately said that she wanted Peter to be her husband.

In contrast, the Mantis Woman was much more tactful, simply asking to be taken in.

But thinking about it carefully, she clearly has an older brother in the Guardians of the Galaxy, yet she chooses not to go with her brother, but instead asks a man she has only known for less than a day to take her in.

This matter itself speaks volumes, doesn't it?

Peter glanced at Sif, who was leaning against the dashboard with her arms crossed and a look of schadenfreude on her face, and for a moment he really didn't know how to answer.

In the end, I can only choose to treat everyone equally, just like I did back then:

"Why don't you go with Star-Lord? Isn't he your brother?"

"He actually invited me," the Mantis said in a soft, sweet voice, her big eyes full of innocent naivety, "but I refused him."

Why?

"because……"

The Mantis hesitated for a moment, then extended a finger and gently touched Peter's forearm.

"I can feel your heart."

As she spoke, a bright smile suddenly bloomed on her face, as if she were describing something that even she found unbelievable.

"You have so much love in your heart, for your friends, for your family, and..."

At this point, she tilted her head, seemingly unable to comprehend the emotions she was experiencing:

"A romantic love, and... a bittersweet love... for her!"

She suddenly pointed at Sif, causing Sif, who was originally prepared to watch the show, to blush and become somewhat at a loss.

"This feeling," she looked up at Peter, his reflection clearly visible in her eyes:

"I've lived with Igor for so long, but I've never experienced this."

Good guy.

Peter gasped, suddenly realizing he had underestimated the girl in front of him.

Who says this young girl is tactful!

That straight shot was so unexpected!

With these thoughts in mind, Peter couldn't help but take a closer look at the girl in front of him.

He hadn't paid much attention to her before on Ego Star, but now that he saw her, the Mantis Woman's appearance was far beyond his expectations.

The Mantis Woman he saw in the movie in his previous life had completely black eyes with pupils so large they almost filled the entire eyeball. Although she had her own unique charm, she was still quite different from normal human aesthetics.

The praying mantis woman before them was completely different.

Her eyes were a deep turquoise green, and so clear and bright that they contained not a trace of impurity.

The pupils were only slightly larger than normal, which didn't seem strange at all; instead, it gave people a sense of purity like that of a baby.

With its long, straight black hair reaching its waist and two slightly pointed elf ears, it doesn't resemble a praying mantis at all, but rather a butterfly fairy from a fairy tale.

The only thing that detracts from the overall aesthetic is the two antennae on her forehead.

Peter really couldn't accept this.

It certainly greatly diminished the beauty of the Mantis Woman.

Thinking of this, before Peter could even say anything...

The Mantis Woman's expression suddenly changed:

"You don't like my tentacles."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

"It's not that I don't like it..." Peter reflexively tried to explain, but stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Damn, how could I forget that—Mantis's telepathic abilities are comparable to Scarlet Witch's!

This girl can accurately capture all the emotions and thoughts of others at any given moment, as long as there is physical contact between them.

At that moment, her finger was poking into her own chest!

In other words, all those random thoughts that were running through my head just now, commenting on her looks—

She perceived everything exactly as it was.

Faced with this situation, even Peter, who was used to seeing all kinds of storms, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed for a moment. He could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the deck of the Destiny with his toes.

"Uh..." Peter scratched his face awkwardly and said unnaturally:

"Sorry, I don't think you're ugly, really. It's just that your antennae are, by Earthling aesthetic standards, a little bit... ahead of their time."

Upon hearing the word "advanced," Sif couldn't help but turn around and give Peter a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"

Doesn't your own man always have a whole repertoire of sweet talk when he's trying to win a girl's heart?

Why are you suddenly being a sexist?

Just when she thought the Mantis woman would definitely be angry, or even cry from anger, she was surprised.

The Mantis herself seemed completely unaffected. Instead, she tilted her head cutely, thought for a moment, and then nodded seriously.

"Ahead of its time... I think I understand what you mean."

"If my appearance were on Earth, I'd definitely cause trouble for Earthlings!"

As she spoke, the Mantis Woman lowered her head.

At the same time, the two antennae on her forehead were slowly shortening.

Just like a snail's two tentacles retracting after being touched, her tentacles also disappeared completely under her skin within seconds.

When she looked up again, her forehead had become smooth and even, indistinguishable from that of a human girl.

"Is everything alright now?" Mantis looked at Peter expectantly.

"How did you manage to take it back?" Peter couldn't help but ask, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"It's just a physiological instinct of mine," she answered frankly. "It's just that when I retract my senses, the range of my ability to perceive other people's emotions shrinks a lot, and my influence on other people's mental state weakens."

She paused, her voice becoming somewhat somber:

"Igor thinks it will affect how quickly I can help him fall asleep, so he never lets me put it away."

It was said casually, but Peter could hear a lot in it.

The so-called "Father of the Celestials" simply used the Mantis Woman as a human melatonin.

Not only did he never show her any care, he treated her as nothing more than a tool.

That damned old man deserved to be drained dry!

Thinking of this, Peter couldn't help but take the other person's hand and say:

"If you don't like to retract your antennae, you don't have to force yourself."

"You are free now. There is no need for you to force yourself to become someone you don't like just to please others."

Upon hearing this, the Mantis Woman couldn't help but reveal an adorable smile:

"It's okay. Actually, if I could, I wouldn't like to keep extending my tentacles. They're very fragile and take a lot of energy out of me."

"Also... thank you for calling me cute."

"Thank you for your concern; this is the first time someone has ever cared about me like this!"

"This feels so good."

"what?"

Peter looked completely bewildered.

When did he compliment the other person on their cuteness?

Then he slapped his forehead hard again.

Oh no, she overheard my thoughts again!