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Chapter 338 Calling for People

Upon entering the Negative Multiverse, Ron began to follow the melody. He didn't waste much time on the path and soon spotted a familiar figure.

OAA.

The humanoid figure, surrounded by golden light, stood in the void of the negative multiverse. Although it didn't speak, Ron could clearly sense that OAA's current condition wasn't good. To be honest, even moving had become a luxury.

Those pure white eyes flickered a few times, and with a brief moment of disharmony, Ron could feel OAA looking at him.

"Long time no see, Ron."

"It has been a long time indeed," Ron said. "You don't look too well... How so? Do you need my help? Of course, this help is limited to relaying a message, since I probably can't handle the problems you can't either."

Upon hearing this, there was a brief silence, then OAA seemed to nod. However, judging from his appearance, he was still fixed in the vacuum ruins of the negative multiverse. Although he was neither dead nor injured, he could not move an inch, like an immortal insect sealed in amber. Although it sounded strange, that was indeed the feeling.

"The rules of the Negative Multiverse have been corrected. The moment we entered, we fell into a trap... no, not a trap, but a rule. Just as there are no individuals like me and God in the Upside-Down Tree, the Upside-Down Tree will not allow us to enter."

"So what are you doing now?"

"The very nature of spacetime here is constantly repelling us... but once we leave, the World Tree will lose its coordinates with the Upside-Down Tree. This is not the world you know. Once our 'anchor point' for the World Tree also disappears, even those within the World Tree will be unable to effectively locate or rescue us."

Hearing this, Ron nodded, seemingly understanding. Then he asked bluntly, "So what should I do?"

"It was a small thing."

As she spoke, a faint light flashed in OAA's eyes, accompanied by the constant pulsation of energy around her. After a moment, OAA's hand, which was fixed in the vacuum ruins, trembled slightly, then landed in front of Ron and gently touched him.

As massive arcane ripples surged around Ron, a colossal world portal appeared behind him. Although he didn't turn around, Ron could clearly sense that the base world was right behind him.

However, unlike before, this time the base world was fully open. Like a magnetic bomb, it adhered directly to the upside-down tree.

"Find the node here and end the wandering of the Upside-Down Tree," OAA said calmly. "Once the Upside-Down Tree returns to the World Tree, its immune system will be able to produce antibodies. At that time, even if the Upside-Down Tree becomes infected again, it will not be affected by the World Virus."

"Understood, leave it to me."

As he spoke, Ron turned around and looked behind him. Without further ado, Ron projected the image onto Asgard.

Similarly, Asgard was also watching Ron's situation—OAA's actions were quite brutal. Almost the instant the giant world gate opened, the advanced races in the universe had already noticed the change in the world's energy.

Above the dark abyss, Asgard continued its stable operation as always. However, things were different before. Previously, Asgard was almost entirely enveloped in a protective spell. This spell didn't simply prevent enemies from entering; it could be activated when necessary, allowing Asgardian warriors to face enemy charges head-on and engage in brutal combat, rather than simply cowering in fear. Now, while the protective spell still existed, it served almost no defensive purpose. It was like when Odin was still awake, only now serving a more vigilant, defensive function.

All of this is thanks to the surge in Asgard's combat power at this stage.

"Come, child, try this!" At the banquet, Queen Frigga stretched out her hand with a relaxed and cheerful expression. Magical energy sent a roasted, unidentified creature to Thor. Queen Frigga said, "This is a unique creature from Katnasa. After being roasted, it develops a very charming aroma. Paired with a glass of ale, it has always been the favorite food of Asgardian warriors after battle."

Feeling Frigga's warmth, Thor, from the world of God of War, seemed somewhat reserved—even though he had lived there for a long time. But even now, Thor still felt a little…uncomfortable? No, not uncomfortable. Thor was certain he felt happy, joyful, or even blissful. But whenever he felt this warmth from his mother in another world, he felt a sense of insecurity.

So, looking at the unknown roasted creature delivered to him, Thor was happy, but holding the beer in his hand, he stammered and didn't even know what to say for a moment.

Sif, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh.

As Thor's wife, Sif knew her husband's character better than anyone. Patting Thor on the shoulder, Sif said gently:

"Don't be so nervous. My silly husband, who has been unlucky his whole life, is finally having a lucky break. Quickly thank the Queen."

"Um...yes, thank you."

Saul's lips twitched a few times, then he raised his glass to Frigga, gesturing before gulping it down. He then turned the glass upside down to show he'd really finished it and hadn't tried to be clever.

While this might seem quite heroic among soldiers, seeing it at a family gathering made Frigga unable to help but laugh. She then remarked:

"Don't worry, Thor. We all saw you fighting when those enemies invaded Asgard. Every Asgardian knows what you did for Asgard. Don't be so nervous, just make yourself at home."

"Uh... um."

Thor nodded somewhat stiffly.

In reality, Thor isn't like that at all. At least, in the taverns and arenas of Asgard, Thor is always very popular. In fact, Thor himself is quite unrestrained. Because Thor craves pure, honorable combat.

But in his old home, Thor was never truly accepted, and his efforts were never considered good enough. Before this, Thor always felt it was his own fault. But after arriving here… well, Thor almost instantly fell in love with this place.

They're all from Asgard, so it's not considered betrayal, there's no problem.

Seeing Thor's somewhat reserved demeanor, Sif's lips curled into a playful smile.

They had been in Asgard for quite some time. Although at first they felt out of place here—as did the Asgardians—most of them understood Thor's curiosity, and more often than not, they only cared for them because "oh, they are the family of the eldest prince from another world."

However, during a dark elf attack on Asgard, Thor stepped forward and defeated the dark elves in a moment of crisis. Soon after, Thor and his family integrated into the Asgard they knew.

For Sif, this should be the best… no, it can't even be described as "good." Because "good" implies the best possible ending. But in reality, even now, after witnessing it all, Sif still feels a deep sense of surprise and happiness.

Although both are Asgard, Asgard boasts a superior education, a richer arts scene, a more brilliant civilization, and is far more inclusive and open. The universe is teeming with fascinating life waiting to be discovered and explored. And so, her two sons have already embarked on a journey with these Asgardian lads to explore the unknown cosmos.

This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision; they had planned it for a long time. After all, Asgard in the God of War world was less of a divine realm and more of a small town. No, a small town would at least have sufficient amenities, like taverns and friends. But in the God of War's Norse world, there was only endless, monotonous boredom.

At least, Sif really didn't want to go back to that cowshed-like home.

While it's true that a dog doesn't mind a poor home, the decorating style of her old house was simply too much for Sif to accept—it was alright before. But now, how should I put it? It's like the Nepalese people.

Nepal once boasted a remarkably high happiness index, ranking first in the world. Even amidst extreme hardship, they purified their hearts with faith. Nepal proudly promoted its happiness index. However, with the advent of the internet age, when Nepalese people discovered that electricity wasn't limited to six hours a day but was available 24/7, when they discovered how clean their tap water was, how powerful appliances could be used in their homes, and how many interesting things existed in the world, their happiness index vanished.

To put it poetically, it means I can bear the darkness, but I have seen the light. To put it bluntly and unpleasantly—ignorance is bliss.

Sif is in her current state. Because in terms of culture, achievements, status, environment, technology, etc., Asgard in the God of War universe is far inferior to the Asgardian civilization in the Marvel universe.

One side is still digging in the dirt in the Iron Age, while the other side already has spaceships.

This includes Thor's two sons, Manny and Mordy. They stood up when Asgard was invaded and proved themselves with their immense power, earning the respect of the Asgardians. After Thor's return, he used the power of Rune King to fiercely intimidate the schemers of the Nine Realms, making them realize that even with Odin asleep, Asgard still had powerful protectors and remained the most powerful civilization in the Nine Realms. Only then did they dare not act rashly again.

Asgard was also relieved of the war, and then some young Asgardians began to explore the universe.

While Sif, Manny, Morty, and others were simply getting used to their new environment, Thor seemed like a completely different person.

His hair was no longer greasy, and his beard was no longer unkempt. Even his physique had improved considerably—although he still drank, Thor was now noticeably thinner. While he wasn't yet as tall, strong, or imposing as the Thor statue from God of War 1, he now appeared as a muscular strongman with a muscular build, and given his already outstanding bone structure, he looked much more energetic and was a true testosterone powerhouse.

Imagine, for a woman who has toiled for years, how could she not be happy when her living environment improves, her children have new and better ideals, she no longer has to worry about the many trivial matters of the family, and even her former alcoholic husband has regained his youthful spirit?

Speaking of which, Slud has been staying in the central courtyard of this world for quite some time now...

Remembering something, Sif also touched her chin.

Slud spends far too much time with Loki (Atreus), doesn't she? And judging from the information gleaned from the last family dinner conversation, it seems Slud has already decided to join that organization called the World Tree.

Although she wasn't entirely clear on the situation, Sif didn't intend to interfere too much. After all, Slud had grown up and should have her own life, instead of being met with Odin's rebukes simply for expressing her dreams, as she had in the past.

Well, Odin can't strike him now. After all, his body has dried up and disappeared without a trace.

As Sif was still pondering this, a strange feeling welled up inside her. She paused for a moment, then instinctively looked up at the sky. With the opening of the portal, a chaotic world unfolded before their eyes.

Yes, in Ron's view, the Dark Multiverse is an anomalous world composed of countless ruins of other worlds. However, Ron's ability to see and understand such a world does not mean that others can see and understand it in the same way.

For example, what Sif saw was a vast, foul-smelling black cloud gathering endless storms and misfortunes, seemingly pulling the entire world into the abyss where he was, making it a part of him.

But just a moment later, accompanied by a soft hum from Queen Frigga, the shroud spell that had been dormant in Asgard was activated once more. And along with its activation, a streak of lightning flashed across the distant horizon.

His cloak billowed behind him, and holding the cracked hammer of Thor, Thor, now noticeably more imposing, had eyes blazing with intense lightning. After only a brief moment of contemplation, he turned his gaze back to his mother and said:

"The world is calling me."

(End of this chapter)