American comics start with asking Iron Man a question.

This joke went a bit too far.

"A genius idea! Only a genius could come up with that!" Star-Lord couldn't help but exclaim with shining eyes.

Tony Stark: "..."

Captain America: "..."

Strange: "..."

Black Widow: "..."

Thor: "..."

Ok.

Tony Stark glanced at Star-Lord and wanted to cover his face.

He retracted his earlier thought; it seemed there were indeed some oddballs in this world capable of doing such things.

For example, the one right in front of you.

But then again, even if this person really did break into an awkward dance during such a serious moment, is Ronan also brain-dead?

How could I have been so captivated by an awkward dance that I even lost my gemstone?

Especially since... the dancer wasn't a hot, beautiful girl, but a big, burly man!

This... is simply unimaginable.

It's so offensive!

“Using dance to attract attention is a very… unique way.” Black Widow searched her vocabulary for a long time before finally choosing the word “unique” to describe this method.

"However... if we put aside other factors, theoretically speaking, it's not entirely impossible, so let's leave it at that."

Although Black Widow also felt that the situation described in option C was absurd, she needed to set aside the influence of subjective factors at this point.

After all, Ronan is a galactic bigwig, and Star-Lord isn't from Earth.

Applying Earth's culture entirely to these two individuals might not be so suitable.

For example, just now, Star-Lord actually thought that incredible method was a genius method and praised it highly. This can only be attributed to cultural differences caused by geographical differences.

"Natasha is right, let's leave option C as an open question."

Captain America agreed with Black Widow's point of view and began to focus on option D: "Destroy Ronan's mothership? That would probably require a powerful interstellar fleet."

At this point, Captain America turned his gaze to Star-Lord. "Mr. Star-Lord, do you come from a certain faction? Can you assemble a fleet?"

Although Star-Lord didn't seem like that kind of character, Captain America asked him again, just to be on the safe side.

“I am indeed a member of the Raiders, but… how should I put it…” Star-Lord began to carefully choose his words.

How can one make it sound sophisticated without being awkward when it comes to saying that raiders won't obey his summons?

“But… you’re just a nobody within the Raiders, aren’t you?” Tony Stark interjected mercilessly.

Star-Lord: "..."

That guy named Tony Stark is fucking asking for it!

"I'm a legendary thief, I'm a big shot!" Star-Lord immediately and righteously corrected Tony Stark's words, "I'm just..."

"Okay! We understand, we understand!"

Strange interrupted Star-Lord, looking completely at him. "Anyway, for some reason, you can't assemble a fleet, right?"

“You could say that,” Star-Lord finally nodded.

“That’s not important,” Thor objected. “Even if Star-Lord doesn’t have any interstellar power now, it doesn’t mean he won’t in the future.”

Listen to this! Now that's human language!

Star-Lord immediately gave Thor a grateful look; he realized that of all the people present, this guy was the only one he found most agreeable.

“Thor is right.” Captain America nodded as well. “So, we can’t analyze option D at the moment.”

Shooting down a mothership could have a million possible outcomes, but the question doesn't provide any clues about that.

No one can be certain or rule out the possibility; we can only wait and see.

“I don’t think it’s D,” Star-Lord said with absolute certainty.

Others may not know the truth, but Star-Lord knows himself very well. He is just a nobody, a complete interstellar scoundrel.

Someone like him, who would be so bored as to challenge the fleet of a star system master?

Crazy!

If someone actually did that, it definitely wasn't me!

“It seems Mr. Star-Lord possesses some information that the rest of us are unaware of.” Black Widow glanced at Star-Lord and casually asked, “Could you share this information with us?”

"It's not really intelligence... it's just option D, that's not my style." Star-Lord shrugged, not going into too much detail.

"So, we've finished discussing this question? A, B, and D have all been ruled out?"

Tony Stark couldn't help but shrug. The only answer left was a seemingly unreliable C.

This is simply a joke.

If it were Tony Stark, he would immediately eliminate option C and then choose between options A and D.

After all, intelligence is something that is permanently predetermined, but ability is not.

Star-Lord's intelligence is currently lacking, so it's unlikely he'll become incredibly clever and steal the Infinity Stones in the future. However, it's possible that he'll have some kind of stroke of luck in the future, experience a surge in power, and defeat Ronan head-on.

Although it doesn't seem very likely, it's much more plausible than something like an awkward dance.

but……

Based on the generally accepted order of answering questions, this should be Star-Lord's turn to answer.

Star-Lord, however, praised option C highly, and didn't seem like he would listen to Tony Stark's opinion.

Tony Stark didn't say much, but glanced at Star-Lord. "Star-Lord, this is a question for you. Are you going to answer it?"

"Of course, why not answer?"

Star-Lord was perfectly justified; seeing everyone getting all sorts of benefits, it would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted.

We've been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Now that the opportunity has arrived, Star-Lord certainly won't miss it.

Moreover, Star-Lord was also very interested in the reward for this question.

"I choose C, let's dance and steal the gems!"

Star-Lord immediately gave his answer to the big screen.

This method was exactly to Star-Lord's liking. The other options either seemed impossible or didn't fit Star-Lord's actual situation, so Star-Lord eliminated them without a doubt.

They didn't even consider it.

Tony Stark covered his face in dismay.

I knew it.

Just know!

[Correct answer!]

But then, the system emitted this notification sound.

Chapter 199 Galactic Overlord? That's him for us!

Is the answer correct?

Did something go wrong?

Tony Stark could hardly believe his ears.

In his opinion, the most absurd and ridiculous option was C. Any of the other options in the question could be correct, but option C was impossible.

But reality proved otherwise.

The answer to this question is indeed C!

Isn't this world too crazy?

Someone actually danced awkwardly while battling a cosmic overlord!

Ironically, the cosmic overlord was actually captivated by a man's awkward dance, which led to his defeat!

This is a mess.

This is absolutely ridiculous!

Tony Stark felt as if a million alpacas were stampeding through his mind, as if his intelligence had been challenged to the greatest extent he had ever experienced since birth.

Not only Tony Stark, but everyone else present also looked strange and surprised, clearly caught off guard.

Just like Tony Stark, they were completely unprepared for the question to be answered correctly.

"Yes!"

Star-Lord, however, slapped his thigh excitedly and shouted to everyone, "I knew it! I knew this genius's method would work! I was right!"

You seem to have some misunderstanding about the word "genius."

Everyone present couldn't help but voice their complaints.

[Congratulations to Peter Quill for winning a space combat suit!]

[The reward has been issued, please check your account!]

As the system notification continued to ring, a very high-end and exquisitely crafted "bracelet" suddenly appeared in Star-Lord's hand.

At the same time, information about space combat suits was also implanted into Star-Lord's mind by the system.

"Wow! This is a space combat suit? This is a great item!"

Star-Lord's eyes lit up instantly, sparkling with excitement, and he couldn't help but exclaim with admiration.