Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Chapter 99 Rainy days are perfect for sleeping! (First update, please subscribe!)

Mike had considered what the consequences would be if he angered the Scarlet Witch.

of course.

This is also related to why he didn't kill Pietro; it's because he didn't want to face the wrath of a Scarlet Witch who possessed chaos magic.

result-

He still faced the Scarlet Witch's wrath head-on.

Mike looked at Wanda, who had just been standing ten meters away from him, but was now walking towards him with a strange smile on her face while calling his full name. Mike's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stepped back while hurriedly explaining.

"Hey, hey, hey, be reasonable! You were the one who just said—"

"You want to find another woman."

Wanda interrupted her directly: "Who is she?"

Mike chuckled: "Nobody, just saying. It was just a casual remark. You dare say you didn't want it?"

"No!"

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"Plus a lifetime of spiritual experiences."

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Wanda had calmed down by now. She didn't know what had just happened to her. The crimson aura in her eyes gradually faded. Looking at Mike in front of her, she said calmly, "I've only ever been with you in my life."

Upon hearing this, Mike opened his mouth, meeting Wanda's eyes, which had returned to their light green color, and said, "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

What else could he say?

Wanda's statement kills any explanation.

Just admit your mistake.

Wanda listened to Mike's apology without saying a word, but simply looked away from Mike and then turned and left again.

Mike watched Wanda turn and walk away, and instinctively spoke up.

"Wait a minute, where are you going?"

"go home."

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

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"If you're not coming, then get out of my country, Mike."

"I'll wait for you here."

"I'm not coming."

"I won't leave unless you come."

"Whatever."

Without turning her head, Wanda said something, and the moment she opened her arms, chaotic magic roared, and she instantly leaped up and disappeared from the top of the mountain.

Her mind was in turmoil.

Wanda didn't know why she suddenly felt so bad when Mike suggested that she could go find other women.

Although the life in the spiritual world is very real.

Infinite reality.

but----

What's fake will always be fake.

So Wanda didn't understand why she suddenly became so angry.

She felt a bit unsettled and wanted to be alone for a while.

Everything in the spiritual world is an illusion.

It is undeniable.

But it is equally undeniable that although the world is fictional, memories are eternal.

All the memories experienced in the spiritual world did not disappear with the disappearance of the spiritual world. Instead, they remained in the memories of the two people, just like other memories.

only-

Michael III, as a man, had already learned how to process and distinguish the memories of these three lifetimes.

But Wanda is not an option.

But she is the Scarlet Witch, after all; she will find a way to deal with these memories.

I just don't know how Wanda will handle it.

With these thoughts in mind, Mike looked away after confirming that Wanda had safely descended the mountain, and then sat back down on the rock by the pond.

He still sat in the same posture as the Buddha of No Heaven.

next second.

Mike took a deep breath, then gathered up the memories of his inner world that had resurfaced in his mind after seeing Wanda, and once again focused his consciousness into his own inner universe.

Understanding the sixth sense or the microcosm is not the end.

It is not the beginning.

Only after comprehending the sixth sense cosmos can one truly open the door to becoming a Saint.

The seventh sense, Manas, symbolizes the source of life.

It symbolizes the eighth sense, Alaya consciousness, which transcends life and death.

And the ninth sense, Amala, which symbolizes the realm of the gods.

Moreover, he has only comprehended the sixth sense universe at present, and there is still a long way to go before he can push this sixth sense universe to its peak.

Therefore, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades must continue to strive.

Mike actually planned to return to New York City after gaining insight into his sixth sense.

But now he has changed his mind.

Anyway, there's nothing important to do back in New York City, so I might as well continue cultivating here rather than go back to New York City to cultivate.

After all, this valley is really quite nice.

Deep and quiet.

Hidden and tranquil.

Nothing is more suitable than allowing people to calm down and contemplate their own inner world.

Therefore!

Mike, sitting like the Buddha of No Heaven, sat on a rock by the pond in the valley. After closing his eyes, he once again immersed himself in the comprehension of his sixth sense universe. When he opened his eyes again, it was already ten days later.

The weather is great today.

Even the sunlight today shines through the gaps in the dense foliage that shades the valley, casting its rays into every corner of the valley.

The sunlight shone on the stream in the pond, creating shimmering ripples.

Just then.

With a thud, a basket carried by someone resembling Little Red Riding Hood was placed next to Mike. Immediately afterward, a soft voice with a Sokovian accent rang in Mike's ear: "Eat."

Mike's lips curled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wanda, who had reappeared before him: "Ten whole days. Aren't you afraid your dear husband will starve to death here?"

Wanda glanced at Mike expressionlessly.

"It's better to starve than to drown."

"I thought this topic was over. Okay, I'll give you a guarantee."

"What?"

"When I'm ninety again, no, when I'm eighty this time, I promise I won't go back to the sea."

As Mike spoke, he met Wanda's eyes and raised his hand to swear.

Wanda chuckled, neither confirming nor denying, and opened the basket beside her.

moment.

The aroma wafted from the basket.

Mike raised an eyebrow; upon smelling the aroma, he immediately knew what the food was.

"Red beet soup?"

"dislike?"

"There are some things, you know I don't really like —"

"You don't have to drink it, but you should hurry back to New York City and not stay here—"

I'll drink it.

As Wanda closed the lid and prepared to leave with the basket, Mike quickly snatched it from her hand, opened the basket, took out the soup pot, and then unscrewed the lid.

into the eye.

This is a pot of beet soup that looks very bright red.

Red beet soup.

This is also a Sokovian specialty, based on beetroot and beef broth, then topped with cabbage,

Simmer potatoes, carrots, and tomatoes until they turn a distinctive purplish-red color, then add a spoonful of local sour cream and chopped dill just before serving.

It tastes sweet and sour.

Wanda loved making this soup when she was in the spirit world, but Mike never really liked it.

However, in the mental world, Wanda didn't force Mike to drink it.

pity.

This is reality, no longer the world of the mind. At least for now, Pietro isn't under his feet, and he can't use Pietro to threaten Wanda anymore.

Mike thought to himself, and then, under Wanda's inscrutable gaze, he picked up the jar and took a sip of beet soup.

moment.

The sweet and sour taste exploded on his taste buds.

Mike calmly put down the jar he was holding, grabbed a pocket bread made from Sokovian rye bread from the basket, ate several bites, and then looked at Wanda: "Not bad, delicious."

Wanda took in all of Mike's actions, and upon hearing his words, she smiled slightly: "Then I'll cook it for you every day!"

Mike's lips twitched: "There's no need for every day, how about this, once a month?"

Wanda remained expressionless.

"Two days."

"Half a month."

"Three days."

"One week."

After Mike finished speaking, he quickly added before Wanda could say anything, "Once a week is enough. You'll get tired of drinking it every day."

Upon hearing this, Wanda seemed to realize something and looked at Mike: "So, you were with me every day in the fantasy world because you got tired of me, which is why you said you wanted to go find other women?"

Mike took a deep breath and instinctively closed his eyes.

next second.

Mike, who had just opened his eyes again, grabbed the beetroot soup jar that he had only taken a sip from and drank the remaining nine-tenths of the soup in one gulp. After putting the jar down, he looked at Wanda resignedly and said, "Okay, as long as you cook it for me every day, I promise I'll drink it every day."

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his standards for choosing a partner might be a little too strict.

For example, it's not necessary to find a partner who is also a virgin.

Because if that were the case, he wouldn't have instinctively chosen to unconditionally back down when Wanda said, "I've only ever been with one man in my life."

Although he knew that he had never had any intimate contact with Wanda in reality.

But once again.

Even in the realm of the mind, the world may be illusory, but memories are always real.

What?

You said Tommy was already born when you were in the mind world, so how can you be sure that Wanda was not doing this for the first time in the real world?

Because of the tone of Wanda's voice when she said that.

In a word.

Only when you know you're dealt a winning hand can you confidently say "all in!"

So Mike had no choice but to compromise.

Wanda watched as Mike finished his doubled-sour and doubled-sweet beet soup in one gulp, his face showing a resigned expression. A slight smile couldn't help but appear on Wanda's previously expressionless face.

Mike raised an eyebrow.

You smiled.

No, you're mistaken.

Wanda's expression returned to normal. After taking the jar from Mike's hand and putting it back in the basket, she picked it up again and looked at Mike, who was sitting in a somewhat stern posture. "I'm leaving. If you want to stay here, then stay here."

Mike watched Wanda turn to leave, and the moment Wanda turned her back to him, he swung his right palm at supersonic speed towards the top of her head.

Rumble!

A deafening clap of thunder suddenly boomed among the mountains. In an instant, the once sunny weather was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled.

next second.

Splash!

The torrential rain poured down like a burst dam, as if someone were carrying a basin of water and pouring it directly into the valley.

On the porch outside the cabin in the valley.

Don't ask why there's suddenly a small wooden house.

Mike has the Reality Gem.

He said there was a small cabin in the valley, or there would be one if there wasn't.

Mike looked at the torrential rain that was falling in front of him, and then at Wanda, whom he had hugged and pulled into his arms the instant the raindrops fell. He shrugged.

It's raining.

"Why don't you come inside and sit for a while, and wait for the rain to stop before you leave?"

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